03x05 - Night in a Small Town

[bunniefuu]

[thud]

[sighs] Boy, that driver
hasn't missed a hole yet.

He's making very
good time, though.

Yeah, up and down.

Now, Heath...

you won't mind
this trip at all

when you see
all those beautiful
horses in Tucson.

[laughs]
I don't know.

Will he?

I hope none of us will.

[thud]

I thought he was
gonna miss that one.

Whoa!

What are you ladies
tryin' to do, get run down?

We have a passenger
for you, driver.

How far is she goin'?

Just as far
as that'll take her.

Hyah! Hyah!

Please.

Thank you.

Those, uh--
Those people--

They were doin' me
a favor.

I was so glad to be
rid of that town.

[clears throat]

Uh, would you like
some water?

No, I'm all right.

[clears throat]

Are you all goin' far?

Just to Tucson.

A horse auction.

My daughter is quite
a horsewoman.

I'm going home.

I am going home.

♪ [theme]

Whoa!

All out, folks.
A good night's rest,

and you won't mind that


I guarantee you'll get
a good night's rest
in this town.

MAN: Mr. Barkley.

I've been looking
for you for a long time.

Well, now you've found me.

You always were
a little too sure
of yourself, Heath.

[laughs]

-Tom!
-Ha ha ha!

Well, I guess I'm still
a little faster than
you are, old partner.

I told you we'd run
across each other
one day.

I thought you were
going to Virginia City.

No, I got sidetracked,
and glad of it.

You haven't changed
a bit.

Well, you sure have.
Hey, is that badge for real?

Yeah, sure.
I'm marshal here.

Say, you got
sidetracked yourself,
I hear--

Found yourself
a family. The Barkleys?

Heath. Heath,
if you ever do
that to me again--

Now, Mother, I'm sorry.

It's just
an old game we play.

Didn't mean
to scare you. Tom?

My mother
and sister Audra.

Old friend Tom Wills.

I do apologize
to you ladies

if our little game
shocked you.

No, no, it didn't
really shock me.

It just surprised me
to see a marshal
acting that way.

[laughs]
Well, I can tell you,

if anybody else
tried the same thing,

I'd arrest him
right now.

-I hope so.
-I mean it.

Say, how long are you
gonna be in St. John?

Just overnight.

Well, then you must
do me the honor

of being my guests
at dinner.

The chef at the inn
sets a mighty
fine table,

especially when
he's serving
people of quality.

Well, that's very kind
of you. Thank you.

It's all set, then.
Shall we say 7:00?

I'll tend
to the luggage.

That's a mighty
fine family you got
there, Heath.

Yeah, they're
really something.

-Thank you.
-Any time, ma'am.

TOM: Hold it right there!

Now, you just get
back on that stage
right now.

What's the matter, Tom?

I run a tight little
town here, Heath.

It took a lot of trouble
on my part to clean it up.

Now, I aim to keep it
that way,

and there are certain
kinds of females

who are not welcome
in St. John.

Tom, we're just
staying overnight--
All of us.

That's all right,
isn't it?

No, they mean trouble
every time.

A man should never
make an exception
to a rule.

Not even for
an old friend?

Well, I reckon
maybe old friends

do have certain
privileges.

All right,
just this once.

But you stay close
to your room, hear?

That kind of woman
is trouble, boy.

Pure trouble.

Well, now, Tom,

when did you become
such an expert on women?

[laughs]
Just never you mind.

Say, Heath,
leave that g*n in
your room, will you?

In case you hadn't
noticed, nobody
in town wears a g*n.

Except me.

All right.

-See you at dinner.
-Ha ha! All right.

[sobbing]

[knock on door]

Who is it?

HEATH: It's room service.
Your luggage, ma'am.

Oh, it's you.

Uh, just put it
over there, please.

"J" for Jezebel.

They got it wrong.

It should be "S"
for Sally.

Thank you.

And for what
you did downstairs.
I don't know how to--

I'm sure anybody else
would've done the same thing.

Would they?

Look, I'm sure Tom
didn't mean it

to sound exactly
as it came out.

Heh! I'm sure he meant it
exactly like that,

but it doesn't matter.

I really am going home.

I wouldn't stay
in this town

for anything
in the world for
more than one night.

You tell your friend
that for me.

I just may do that.

If you need anything,
our rooms are just
down the hall.

[sighs]

You figure
it's for real?

Whooee! Not in
Mr. Wills' town,
it ain't.

I never seen no mirage
like that before.

I wonder where
she come from.

Heard we was gettin'
a new schoolmarm in
one of these days.

Yeah, if that's her,

I just may go back
and finish up my learnin'.

Listen to him.

Boy, you can't even get
two words out to my sister
without stammerin'.

And she's nothin' but freckles
and knobby knees.

Yeah, a lot you know.

Yeah? Well, go on, then.
Let's see old Romeo in action.

I got 25 cents here

that says you ain't
even got nerve enough

to say "boo"
to that female.

Want something, miss?

Yes, I'd like a dress.

Well, I don't believe
I stock anything

you'd be interested in.

No, I want something simple,
like this one.

Well?
Help yourself, Lou.

Licorice in the jar--
There like usual.

Uh...
[clears throat]

I come for
chewin' tobacco.

Since when,
I'd like to know?

Since right now.

I don't believe
I have anything
that you--

Oh, I'll take these two.
They're perfect.

And they're my size, too.
How much?

$4.

I'll just put 'em
in a sack.

Oh...

And I'd like a licorice.

Well,
just help yourself.

It's right there
in the jar.

$4, and one cent
for the licorice.

Thank you.

Chew?

Yes, ma'am.

Uh, thank you kindly,
ma'am.

Your name's Lou?

Short for Louis,
actually.

Hey, that's
a nice name.

Mine's Sally.

I told you to stay
in your room.

I have a right
to do what I want.

No, you don't.
That's the way
it always starts.

One of your kind
comes in,

starts parading
your wares up and down.

I was out shopping.
Is there a--

Mr. Wills, stop--

Now, go to your room!

Mr. Wills, wait--
Aah!

Stand up against
the law, will you?

Sally, is anything wrong?

A new dress?

Well, why don't you
wear it tonight?

I was just coming
to invite you to
dinner with us.

Oh, I'm not hungry.

Well, you--
You will be.

Please, we'll be
expecting you.

-"We"?
-My family.

Well, I--

I wouldn't want
to disappoint
the Barkleys.

Good.

Uh, your--

Your brother's friend--
Marshal Wills--

He's a very
dangerous man.

[laughs]

You know, I just
don't believe it.

Two old saddle tramps
like you and me,

and one is a town marshal,

the other
a gentleman rancher.

-No, just plain rancher, Tom.
-[laughs]

VICTORIA:
Good evening.

Mrs. Barkley, where is
your lovely daughter?

-Oh, she'll be down
in a moment.
-Oh, fine.

Here, sit down.

-Would you care
for some sherry?
-Yes, please.

You know, we have a quiet
little town here, Mrs. Barkley,

but having two lovely
ladies like you as guests

is gonna give it
something to remember

for a long, long time.

Well, that's
very flattering.
Thank you.

Aren't you gonna
join us, Tom?

No, I have to set an example
for the townspeople.

Oh.

Oh, that must be
quite a burden.

No, it's just caution. Heh.

I have to be sure that
things don't slide back

to the way they were
before I came here.

Hmm. Give them an inch,
and they--

-Exactly.
-Yes.

Well then, here's to virtue.

[laughs]

I invited Sally
to join us, Mr. Wills.

I hope you don't mind.

No.

No. No.

Isn't Sally's
new dress pretty?

Very pretty indeed.

Sit down, Tom.

Uh, look, I, uh--

I hope you'll excuse me.

Uh, I just remembered,

there's something
I have to do.

Meet me
in my office later.

We'll discuss old times.

Uh, waiter, you may
serve now, please.

Yes, ma'am.

I'm sorry.

For what, being hungry?

I guess he's afraid
I'll taint his town

by staying in it
overnight.

Oh, nonsense.

Have you known him
a long time, Heath?

Six, seven years.

Was he a close friend?

Yes, he was.

-Tom.
-Hey.

I was just headin' over
to your office.

How was dinner?
As good as I said?

Duck and wild rice
never tasted better.

[laughs]

This little town will
surprise you, Heath.

Take a look around.
What do you see?

Well, a mighty peaceful
town, Tom.

Yeah. A year ago,
when the citizens
committee hired me,

the ranchers couldn't
raise cattle as fast
as they were stolen.

The bank was closed,
bandits making
withdrawals

faster than
customers could
put in the money.

That storekeeper
right there

lots two sons on
this street one night
to hell-raisers.

I figured it had to be
a challenge to get you
to wear a badge.

Ha ha! Well, I did
something about it.

I gave this town
some rules to live by.

-Rules?
-My rules.

Fred, will you get
those bags in?

Somebody's gonna trip
over them in the dark.

I wondered what
happened to you.

Oh, I wandered
around a while,

built a little
reputation with my g*n,

without really
meaning to.

And then, one day,
I rode into St. John.

Found a home?

Pond. Big fish in
a little pond, Heath.

That's the way
I like it.

Come here,
I want to show you
something.

See that
little house there?

It's not bad diggings
for your old
trail partner, eh?

Sure beats a blanket
on the cold ground.

Yeah.
It was given to me
by the townspeople,

in appreciation.

Very nice.

Come on,
I'll buy you a drink.

Pretty quiet
in here, too, Tom.

-[chuckles]
-More like a church.

[laughs]

-Evening, Fred.
-Mr. Wills.

Whiskey.

It's not quite 8:00,
Mr. Wills.

Oh, we've got a rule--

No drinks sold
before 8:00.

A man's place is with
his wife and children

during the family hour.

Fred, due to the fact
I have an old friend
with me,

I think it's close enough
to 8:00 to let the folks
have a drink.

Okay. Bar's open, boys.

Will you join me?

I forgot.
You set the example.

[laughs]

Yeah, there was
two kinds of trouble
in this town.

One of them was
too much liquor.

The other was women.

You know the kind
I mean.

They'd grab
a working man's dollar

before it hit
the bottom of his pocket.

Well, there doesn't seem
to be any around now.

That's 'cause
I stop them

before they get a chance
to hitch their skirt.

[chuckles]

Like that girl.

I knew the kind she was
the minute she got off
that stage.

That's real fast
judgment, isn't it?

It's experience, Heath.

I've thrown
a number of her kind
out of this town.

I know one
when I see one.

You know something?

I never in my life
have lived in a town.

And yet, the minute
I rode into this one,

-I knew what was missing.
-What's that, Tom?

Somebody to tell
these people

how to do things
the proper way,

and then to see
that they did it.

Seems to me people
ought to have the right

to figure
things like that out
for themselves, huh?

You don't understand.
I don't step in

unless they
do things wrong.

You know, Tom,
I'd like to think
you were kidding.

[chuckles]

You haven't changed
a bit, Heath.

You can still needle me
into an argument

in two minutes' time.

[laughs]

Hey, Fred...

my friend's glass
needs refilling.

You know,
I'll tell you the truth.

This town couldn't
blow its nose

less'n I held the rag.

[laughs]

What is it, boy?

-The doc wants
to see you, Mr. Wills.
-About what?

Lou Farrell.

See how it is?

Enjoy your drink.
I'll be right back.

What's the matter
with him?

Concussion.

Trouble is,
he isn't rallying.

His heartbeat's irregular,
his pulse is--

Why are you
telling me this?

Just didn't want to be
responsible, in case--

The responsibility
is that boy's.

He stood
up against the law.

Well, somebody ought to
notify his dad.

You notify him.

You see what happens?
You make an exception,

you let one of those
females come into town

for one night,
one night,

and a boy
lies near death
because of it.

[knock on door]

[sighs] Would you
get out of my room?

Get out.

Do you hear me?

The boy you was
tempting today--

Lou Farrell--
He's dying.

Oh, no.

[closes door]

That the perfume you, uh...

tempted him with?

Get out of here!

Maybe I was
all wrong about you.

Where'd you say
you come from?

Red Rock.

Red Rock. I know
Red Rock pretty well.

Whereabouts
did you live there?

Some--
Somewhere out of town.

The edge of town.

Oh, will you leave me
alone, please?

What kind of work
did you do there?

You don't have to answer.
We both know, don't we?

Well, little lady,
you seen it happen.

A young boy smells
the witch's perfume,

and before you know it,
he's lying in the street,

his lifeblood
oozing out of him.

[yelping]

I'm not sure if this thread--

Good night,
Miss Audra.

What did he want?

Audra-- Audra,
I want to go home.

Sally, you are going home.

He won't let me.

He's never gonna let me
leave this town.

I know it.

I just know it.

-Great shot.
-Talent.

I suppose one of
these days, though,

he's gonna make me
get rid of this pool table.

Wills?

Yeah, he doesn't
care for pool much.

Says it's the devil's game.

I don't see how
anybody could get
into any trouble

playing
a little pool...

unless he cheats.

Well, you know
Mr. Wills.

I thought I did.

You should've
seen this place
before he got here.

So much business,
you couldn't get
through the front door.

Then he started to
make up his rules.

No drinks served
before 8:00.

Three-drink limit
to a customer.

No drinks served
after 11:00.

Well, you heard him--

"A man should be
with his wife and kids."

What if he hasn't got
a wife and kids?

Well, if he's gonna
live in this town,

I guess he'd just
better get some.

Town all tucked in?

All tucked.
Let's sit down.

That stage leaves
mighty early in
the morning, Tom.

Besides, I've, uh...

had my three-drink limit.

Times have changed,
haven't they, Heath?

They've changed.

Meaning me, too.

You've changed,
too, Tom.

Oh, you're wrong, boy.
I was always this way.

Just never had
the opportunity.

[door opens]

Evening, Mr. Farrell.

I just saw my boy,
Marshal.

Oh? I understand
the doc's doing
all he can for him.

You did all you could
for him, too!

Didn't you, Marshal?

If you've got something
to say, spit it out
so I can understand it.

All right.

Them boys he was with

told me what happened,

how you beat him
for no reason at all.

[laughs] The boys
got it all wrong.

No. No, they didn't.

Somebody should've done
something about you

a long time ago.

As I remember it,
you were on the committee
that hired me.

It was our mistake...

hiring you to clean up
our town.

That's when we gave up
our backbones.

You just found
yours again?

My boy's dyin'!

Because of you.

A man has a right
to stand up

for his own blood.

And you aim to do it
with that shotgun, huh?

Well, you're a big talker,
Mr. Farrell.

Big talkers
don't pull triggers,

and they never find
their backbone.

Come on, Amos.
Now, get up, come on!

Come on.
Here's your g*n.

You ought to know
better, Amos,

than to bring
a g*n into town.

Now, you get home
before you get
into real trouble.

Come on.

Go!

Thanks for
the drinks, Marshal.

[groans]

I--

I never shot a man.

Come in, Heath.

What's goin' on?

Your friend
Mr. Wills

paid Sally
a social visit.

I'm all right.

Sally talked to a boy
this afternoon while
she was shopping.

And the marshal beat him
because he talked to me.

So, that's it.

Do you know how he is?
Is he all right?

Not good, I'm afraid.

He's-- He's just a boy.

Just a nice boy.

I guess it was my fault
for talkin' to him,

but his friends
put him up to it,

and I didn't want
to let him down
in front of them, and--

And your friend
objected to that.

Heath,
I want to see him.

Maybe there's something
I can do to help.

Sally, the best thing
you can do is stay
right here.

Look, don't you
understand?

He wouldn't have
gotten hurt

if he hadn't stood up for me
against the marshal.

I've got to try and do
something to help him now.

Do you know
where he is?

At the doctor's office.

Please, would you
take me to see him?

I'll take you.

We'll be back soon.

The boy--

He's still
unconscious.

How's his chances, doc?

No way
of predicting.

He's gonna die, isn't he--

My boy?

Mr. Farrell,
why don't you go home?

He's going to die.

Your wife doesn't
know yet, does she?

Somebody ought to
tell her, hadn't they?

Yeah.

I've got to tell her...

our boy's gonna die.

And there's nothin'
I can do about it.

I reckon he don't know
how right he is.

He stood up for me.

Why did he have
to do that?

Who knows?
He's young.

He'll pull
through.

You know what I'm
gonna do if he does?

As soon as I get home,

I am gonna get me
a bar of lye soap,

and I am gonna scrub
my skin until it's raw,

and I'm not ever
gonna remember

further back
than tonight.

And I don't care
how long it takes me,

and I don't care
what it costs me,

but I am gonna
be somebody. I am.

You stick to that,

no matter what happens
here tonight.

TOM: Amos. Amos.

Over here.

Here.

It's me, Amos.

It's me, old man.

You.

Still got
that shotgun, Amos.

Why don't you
use it, Amos?

Huh?

You'd like to...

k*ll me,
wouldn't you, Amos?

Yes.

Yes!

Yes, I'd like
to k*ll you!

Why don't you try?

Try.

Try.

Farrell, no!

That was m*rder, Tom.

What do you mean?
I even let him get
the first shot off.

What more do you want?

Cold-blooded,
deliberate m*rder.

Come on, Sally.

TOM: Heath.

I told you to leave
that g*n in your room.

Next time, do it.

That old man
didn't stand a chance.

It was plain-out m*rder.

No, it was an execution.

Heath, there's
a district marshal's
office in Tucson.

When we get there,
tell him the story--
All of it.

That won't do
any good.

Well, you can't
be sure of that.

Anyhow, there's nothing
else you can do.

Mother, I came
within a hair of
drawing on Wills.

That would've been
a mistake.

I don't know.

No matter who won,

it would've been
a mistake.

Just make the report
to the district marshal.

Sally, why don't you
spend the night
with Audra?

Yes, please.

You've done too much
for me already.

I'll be all right.

I wish you would.

I have a chain lock
on my door,

and this time,
I'll use it.

Come on, Sally.

I'll walk you
to your room.

Good night.
Thank you.

Good night.

See? No bogeyman.

-[clatter]
-Ah!

Ohh.

Heath, I am afraid.

Well, you have
a right to be.

I guess we all do.

Will tomorrow
really come?

Yeah, it'll come.

I hope so.

I have made
so many mistakes.

You know, I left home
to become an actress.

Can you imagine that?
That old, old story...

and I believed
every word of it.

You said you weren't
going to remember
anything before tonight.

I know I did.

Heath...

do you think there's a chance
that I can forget?

If you really want to.

Oh, I want to more than
anything in the world.

Then you'll find
your chance.

I've been an orphan
for so long.

All I had to do
was just go home.

I know. I was
that kind of orphan.

Were you?

Mm-hmm.

And it took me
a few years

to find home
again, too.

But you found it?

Well, I made a lot of
mistakes on the way,

but I kept looking
for answers,

and I guess
I found a few.

I remember a story
I heard when I was a kid

about this girl who
fell asleep on a hilltop

and dreamed she was
a beautiful butterfly.

When she woke up,
she couldn't remember

if she was a girl who dreamed
she was a butterfly,

or a butterfly who dreamed
she was a girl.

That's the way I've been.

I didn't know
who I was until now.

Now, Miss Butterfly,
if you'll lock
your door,

I'll wait outside
until I hear that chain
slide into place.

Who is it?

It's Heath.

Just a second.

You're spending
the rest of the night
with Audra.

You get your things
together.

-I--
-No argument.

I don't understand.
What happened?

I just saw Wills
down in the street.

He may take it
into his head

to pay you another
little visit.

What--

What happens if he
comes up here?

Well, if he does,
you won't be here.

I don't think he'll
bother our rooms.

[knock on door]

WILLS: Sally?

Sally?

Who is it?

Tom Wills.

Open up.

Please.

Sally, there--

There's no need
to be frightened.

I've been thinking,
and I haven't been fair to you.

I thought if you and I could
have a little talk...

I'd like to talk
to you, Mr. Wills,

but tomorrow.

No, no. Now.
Now, Sally.

Like I said,
I was thinking,

trying to go to sleep,
tossing,

-thinking about you.
-Please.

And I was thinking
about little animals,

young animals,
wild sometimes--

That's their nature.

Sometimes all they need
is someone to guide them,
that's all.

Look, don't you
understand?

I'm just not
interested.

Sally, you can't
go on like this.

This is no life for you,

being chased from one town
after another.

Now, this town is different.

What I say goes here,
do you understand?

One word from me,

and nothing would be
too good for you.

Come on, now, please.

Let me in.

Please.

He'll try to
k*ll you, Heath.

It'll be all right.

He'll never let you
leave town alive.

Not now.

Come on,
finish your packing.

Where are they?
That stage leaves
in ten minutes.

Oh, calm down.
They'll be out
when they're ready.

Where's Sally?

She's supposed
to be with you.

Well, she was
when I went to sleep.

Maybe she went back
to her own room.

I'll have a look.

Sally?

I sure hope
you're ready.

That stage is
about to pull out.

I, uh--

I talked to the doctor
this morning,

and he said
that Lou Farrell
was going to live,

so I guess that means
everything's going
to be all right.

So...

Would you please
get away from here?

He is sitting in there
in the other room.

He might be out
any moment.

Please.

He'll k*ll you.

Is that why
you came here?

Is it?

-Please.
-Sally-- Sally, listen to me.

Tomorrows do come,

and yours is here,
right now, this minute.

And your way home isn't
through this house.

But I'm not leaving
without you.

Heath!

Heath!

Heath!

You take one more step,
boy, and I'll sh**t you
in the back!

How do you want it, boy?

Don't try it, Tom.

All these times,
I let you win.

Understand?
I let you win.

Come on, Sally.

Isn't he something?

He's a beauty,
all right.

And you didn't want
to go to that auction.

Did I say that?
I wouldn't have
missed it for the world.

Heath, is that true?

Maybe if you'd
stayed home,

none of that
would've happened
in St. John.

Well, it wasn't
anybody's fault, Audra.

Why did Tom act
like he hated Sally,

when all the time
he really wanted her?

I guess he just wanted
to prove something
to himself,

that he was something
different from
what he really was.

[whistling]

Mm-mmm!

That sure does
smell pretty. Mmm!

Well, now,
what's biting you?

This package I got
down at the post office.

It has your name
on it, too.

-And, uh, a girl's writing.
-My name?

-AUDRA: Who's it from?
-It's from Sally.

Well, open it.

It's got a letter
in it.

Well, what does
she say?

"Dear Heath,

"I am home at last,
really home.

"Father is suffering
through my efforts
at cooking,

"so it's only fair
that you suffer

"through my first effort
at knitting.

"When are you coming
for a visit?

Affectionately, Sally."

"Affectionately."

Now...

what is that?

Well, it's a--
It's a muffler.

And what are you
going to do with it?

I'm gonna wear it.

[laughs]

♪ [theme]