04x06 - Lost Allegiance

[bunniefuu]

[ playing mouth harp ]

Looks like stealing cows

is a lot easier
than robbing banks.

Sure seems to be,
the way he does it.

Why do we have to do
all the work, Ross?

He just lays there
playing that fool mouth harp.

- [ chuckles ]
- GABE: What's so funny?

You are, Gabe.
You are, for sure.

Three of you take over an hour
to put 40 steers
in a box canyon,

while I've been
unloading the gear,
making camp, building a fire,

putting supper on to cook
and the coffee to boil,

and you're the one
that complains.

What you cooking?

Biscuits and beans.

GABE: Not again.

Oh, cool off, Gabe.

Belly aching ain't going
to get you anywhere.

I'm fed up, Ross.

Stop it, Gabe.

Fix yourself some coffee
and forget it.

Look, Christy,
I can put up with the chow.

When do we get our money
out of them beeves?

Now don't get your belt
in a knot about that again.

I got buyers lined up.

We'll sell them as we go.

Aw, that's too slow.

I ain't no cow waddy.

Let's take us a bank
or a stagecoach or something.

I figure you boys
have taken about all the banks

you're gonna
in this territory.

You saying we washed up?

No, I'm just saying that
every lawman within 500 miles

is gonna have a picture
of the three Banister brothers

right on top
of his "wanted" stack.

City life isn't going to be
too healthy for you for a while.

You better stick
to the wide open.

Well, lying low is one thing,

but pushing cows all around

Wyoming ain't my idea
of a good life.

A good life?

I used to think
about that once.

I never figured
I'd be traveling

- in your company to get it.
- Meaning?

Don't take it personal,
Gabe.

I mean the three of you
are willing to k*ll
to get what you want.

I've done it to stay alive.

- Never to take.
- I see.

So that makes you better,
huh?

No, it just makes you
sleep better.

Christy,
your coffee stinks.

You shouldn't have
done that, Ross.

I'm getting a little tired
of pinning his ears back,

just to teach him
some manners.

Gabe's a growing boy,
Christy.

I reckon
that's the only way.

Slim!

Slim, I found it!

Slim!

[ tree creaking ]

[ horse whinnying ]

It was Slim, all right,
but I couldn't see Jess.

Well, it's way past
suppertime.

You can be sure that
Jess will be riding in soon.

There are rustlers
out there.

Don't you think they should
have stayed together?

I don't think
they should have gone at all

without the sheriff.

But they don't see things
the way I do.

[ door opening ]

Oh, Slim.

Half the dirt you're shaking
is going right in your supper.

Oh, I'm sorry, Daisy.

Tried to get it off outside,

but I just got more on
than I did off.

Well, I guess
it doesn't matter much.

There's so much dirt
in here now,

it seeps
right through the walls.

Did you find the rustlers?

Well, I sure didn't, Mike.

But I can't say
how Jess made out.

We kind of lost track
of each other a while back.

You haven't seen him,
have you?

Not since you left together
this morning.

You don't think
he got lost in the storm?

Well, you know Jess,
Mike.

He probably found some nice,
quiet spot out of the wind.

He'll be here
when the dust settles.

Mike, put the plates
on the table so we can eat.

It's about time.

Slim, you don't think

that Jess could have found
the cattle thieves?

I don't think so, Daisy.

They must have been
long gone

by the time we missed
that stock this morning.

He's just out there looking,
too stubborn to come in.

And you don't think that
you ought to try to find him?

Daisy, there's dust
so blamed thick out there,

I could be standing
right next to Jess

and not even know it.

We're gonna have to wait.

Hey, Slim, you know
what I can do today?

What's that?

I can spit mud.

[ horse whinnies ]

[ whistling ]

[ horse approaching ]

Sleeping on your horse,
friend?

Riding all night?

Hey, Jess. Jess Harper,
don't you recognize me?

- Christy.
- Sure, it's Christy.

Ow.

Jess!

Come on.

Been huntin' elephant?

Looks like one of them
stepped on you.

You're all stove in, boy.

Spent half the night
under a tree that fell on me.

You can sure
use some fixing.

There's some ranches
over that ridge;
you better head for them.

How long has it been,
Christy?

Seven, eight years?

Yeah, I guess
it has been that long

since we rode trail together
all the way up from Texas.

Still a drover?

Rancher.

I help run a relay station
on a small spread

with a fellow named Sherman.

That so?

You must be doing all right.

We got our troubles
now and then.

So I'm glad
it was you that found me.

Figured it could have been
somebody else?

Yeah, rustlers.

Somebody run off


They're marked
with an "S" brand.

You ain't seen them,
have you?

Well, Jess,

guess I shouldn't try lying
to an old friend, should I?

Especially one that pure
and simple

saved me from
a dirty back-sh**ter.

Remember him,
in Abilene?

Seems I do.

You were saying?

Oh, yeah, about the cattle.

I've seen them,
up pretty close.

I guess I shouldn't try stealing
from an old friend either.

How'd you get
into that kind of business?

Too long a story
to make very good listening.

You know,
I kept drifting,

make some money,
gamble it away.

Take a little
to get even.

I figure that's about
market price for your beeves.

Not the money, Christy.

- I want the cattle.
Where are they?
- I can't do that, Jess.

I got sort of a deal going
with the Banister brothers.

When did you start running
with them three sidewinders?

Oh, I'm not regular with them,
but I got to see this through.

Then I'm quitting,
starting over in Canada.

By money from stolen cattle?

All right.

Now take it
and go over to those ranches.

My partners aren't
as forgiving as I am.

Where's the stock,
Christy?

Oh, now, Jess,
come on.

Now take it
and forget about it.

You can't drive those cows
back to your ranch
in the shape you're in.

Show a little sense
for a change.

You show a little sense.

I'd hate to use this
on you.

Yeah, sure, Jess,
you'd have a hard time, too,

'cause that g*n of yours
isn't loaded.

What now?

I figured you might be
on our trail.

Look, you take that
and get yourself fixed up.

Things will look
a lot different to you then.

Come on.

You're making a mistake,
Christy.

No, not this time.

I figure
we're even now.

Next time,
who knows how it'll turn out.

Good luck to you,
Jess.

Wish we had more time to talk,
you were always--

[ g*nsh*t ]

If there's a r*fle on you,
mister,

put up your hands
and turn around.

Look, lady,

I got all the trouble
I can handle the way things are.

You heard what I said.

I wouldn't do that.

You've got
at least one cracked rib,

most likely more.

I think you better stay
right where you are.

Hungry?

My name is Sharon Helford.

And you'd be?

Harper, ma'am.
Jess Harper.

Sorry about the g*n
yesterday.

We've been expecting
a little trouble,

and for a minute there,
I thought you might be it.

Aren't you going to eat?

I thought you were
never going to wake up.

You didn't even stir
when I shaved you.

You shaved me?

Uh-huh.
Hope you don't mind.

I thought you might feel better
if you were cleaned up a little.

No, ma'am, I don't mind.

Did I bandage you too tight?

You bandaged me, too?

Mm-hmm.

Oh, they're not too tight.

It's a good thing Pa was home
when I brought you here.

I wouldn't have been able
to get you in the house.

You're heavy.

- Your pa lives here?
- Uh-huh.

Then it was him that put me
to bed and everything, huh?

Of course.

Well, that's more like it.
I was beginning to think

you might turn out to be
a finicky eater.

How were you hurt,
Mr. Harper?

A tree blew down,
with me under it.

I wandered around
mostly after that.

Reckon
I was half out of my head.

I should think so.

It's a good thing
I found you,

or you might still be wandering
around out there.

You know, I don't even know
where I am.

Folks call this valley
"the back of the moon,"

'cause it's so hard to get to
from the outside.

Pa calls it
the backside of nowhere.

You folks got it
all to yourselves?

No, there are
some other small ranches.

None of them amount to much,
ours included.

But we're beginning
to build a pretty good herd.

[ horse approaching ]

Excuse me, there's Pa.

Lon, what happened
to your arm?

I got nicked by a b*llet,
Sharon.

Is that hurt fella
awake yet?

Yes.
What's the matter with you two?

- LON: Is it him?
- He's the one.

What one?
What are you talking about?

He was with Christy yesterday
when I got shot.

- You know Christy?
- Yeah, I know him.

And I'm telling you right off,

any friend of Christy's
is no friend of mine.

- Lon.
- Who is he, Sharon?

I'm Lon Jamison.

What about you,
you got a name?

He told me who he is.

He's Jess Harper.

It's good as any I guess.

It happens to be
the real one, mister.

I don't think you'd believe
anything I say anyway. Why?

Two months ago,
Christy came through here

trying to line up a buyer
for his stolen beef.

The ranchers around here
told him to go fly.

If they ever saw him again,
they'd k*ll him.

Well, I saw him again,
yesterday.

And you were with him.

You were the one
that bushwhacked us.

With the two of you there,
I couldn't take any chances.

Is Christy really
that bad, Lon?

You came after he left,
Sharon.

Believe me,
you take him any way you can.

Looks like the odds weren't
as even as you thought
they were.

You missed him, huh?

I'm not too handy with a g*n,
but I had to try.

Anyway, we got you.

Aren't you even going to
give him a chance to explain?

Give him a chance to lie,
you mean.

Go ahead,
let's hear your story.

My name's Jess Harper.

I'm part owner of the Sherman
ranch near Laramie.

Christy stole 15 head of beef
from us.

I was trailing him
when I got hurt.

I didn't know who I was after
till I caught up with him.

You were after him,
and he didn't try to k*ll you

when you caught up to him?

You aren't even a good liar.

He didn't try
because he knows me.

I bet he does.

Christy knows me
from eight years ago

when we were
drovers together.

Now that's the story, Jamison,
whether you believe it or not.

You already got
your head set against it.

I don't think you'd believe me
if I was a church deacon.

I just hope the law around here
isn't as stubborn as you.

Mostly we make our own law,
and we try to be fair.

One deputy around here

has got a lot of ground
to cover.

Lon, Harper's got a right
to try proving what he's saying.

Deputy McKay
has been to Laramie.

Maybe he'd recognize
Mr. Harper.

Well, we better find McKay.
And call in the ranchers.

We can't decide what to do
about this man on our own.

Harper, I wouldn't try
running off, if I were you.

That'd be all the proof
we need,

and we'd catch you
for sure.

He's not going anywhere.
Not hurt like that.

He's a real nice fella.

Are all your neighbors
like that?

We're pretty much cut off
from everyone.

We get a little suspicious
of strangers.

Lon's got an awful temper,

but you do have to admit he had
some reason to suspect you.

Yeah, I guess.

I'm sure glad he didn't think
to go through my gear though.

Why?

Bring my jacket over here,
I'll show you.

You mean this?

You knew about it?

Mm-hmm.

The way your friend Lon
jumps to conclusions,

that'd just be
all the more proof to him

that I am a rustler.

Glad you forgot
to mention it.

I didn't forget.

But you didn't say anything.

No, because he would think
it meant something.

But you don't think so?

I guess
I jump to conclusions, too.

At least, I have about you.

[ cattle mooing ]

What's going on?

This stone-head jumped me
when I was coming in.

It was dark.
I didn't know it
was you, Christy, honest.

You knew. You try
any more tricks
like that,

I'm going to do more than
put a crease in your pants.

Take care of his horse,
Gabe.

- Well, what happened?
- What do you mean?

You've only moved five,
six miles today, how come?

Well, we ain't in
any great hurry, are we?

You're the one
who was making all the noise

about getting the money
for the cattle.

Well, we've got
plenty of time.

See, I done a little scouting up
here today.

There's some fat little ranches
up in this country

you never told us about.

I told you there are
plenty of places farther along.

You can pick up the cows
as we go

and sell them on the way.

Why not here?

They'd know me around here.

I was raised on
one of these little fat ranches.

It was pretty skinny
when I was on it.

Don't tell me
you got folks around here.

No, not anymore.

Then why are you fussing?

These places
look like easy pickings.

I don't like it,
that's all.

I thought I was gonna be
boss of this outfit.

You are.

We're gonna do
just like you keep saying.

Steal some cattle here,
sell them there,

it makes good sense.

Only why miss out
on something easy?

The cows I get you
will bring enough.

Enough just don't fit
the bill.

Now we've talked it over,

and we want everything
we can get.

But I have to find a pasture
for the herd,

someplace we could
put up a fight, if we had to.

There's a lot of nice mountain
meadows around here.

Whitey is hoarding the herd
on one of them right now.

What's the matter,
Christy?

Does it bother you
to go stealing

from your own neighbors?

Nothing bothers me,
Ross.

Nothing at all.

Sharon.

Are you going to be all right
alone with him?

- Of course.
- You sure?

Oh, Pa, even if he isn't
what he says,

he's weak as a lamb.

He couldn't hurt me
if he wanted to.

Well, Sharon tells me
you're still hurting some.

I'll tell you,
I've felt better.

There's a meeting
over at Lon's.

I'm on my way there now.

I thought you were gonna
have somebody try
and identify me.

Right now our folks
are a little more interested

in Christy,
and what he's up to.

One of the youngsters claims
to have seen him

riding north of the pass
just a few hours ago.

So your neighbors figure
I'll keep, huh?

I guess that's about it.

Harper,
I don't much like

leaving Sharon here
alone with you.

She'll be safe,
Mr. Helford.

I'd like your word
on that.

You've got it.

I'll be back as soon
as I can, Sharon.

But in the meantime,
if he tries anything,
you just be careful.

- He won't.
- You seem mighty sure.

Aren't you?

I guess so.

You know, Sharon,

you and I have
always been real good
about sizing people up.

I just don't want you
to get hurt.

Jess isn't
the hurting kind, Pa.

He's fun to talk to.

He knows about things
outside the valley.

That where you want to be?

I don't think so.

It's nice to know things.
Is that wrong?

No, that isn't wrong.

You grew into womanhood
pretty fast when we
lost your mother.

Didn't have too much time
for learning, knowing.

Go ahead.

Sharon, you haven't forgotten
about Lon, have you?

No, Pa, but maybe
Lon's forgotten about me.

Well, he isn't one
for easy talk,

like that fella inside.

But he wants to build
his spread up a little more

before he says
anything to you.

He told me that.

Why doesn't he tell me?

Maybe you just haven't
got him mad enough yet.

[ cattle mooing ]

[ horse galloping ]

Sharon!

Sharon.

Sharon!

[ footsteps approaching ]

Christy?

Man, you near
got yourself k*lled,
charging out like that.

Look at you, all trussed up
like a roasted duck.

- [ g*nshots ]
- [ men shouting ]

Simmer down.
It's just some
friends of mine.

Friends of yours doing what?

It ain't my idea, Jess,
but I couldn't stop them.

They're stealing everything
that ain't nailed down.

Everything
in the whole valley.

All right,
quit stalling, Christy.

Where's the girl?

I tied her up out
in the barn.

She fought some, but I made it
a point not to hurt her.

Well, that's
real nice of you.

You run off all her cattle

so she and her father
will starve to death,

but you don't hurt her.
Jamison was right about you.

Jamison?
Lon Jamison,
you run into him?

You could say that.

He took a shot at you yesterday
when he saw us both together.

Only,
you winged him instead.

That's too bad.

He was just a kid the last time
I saw him.

Yeah, well, he's far
from that now.

He and all the others around
here think we're friends...

close friends.

Are you kidding?

I sure wish I had the time
to set them straight about you.

- GABE: Christy!
- Don't seem like too good
an idea the way things are.

You really think
they'd lock you up?

When they find
all that stock run off,

they'll likely think I'm a decoy
and put a rope around my neck.

GABE: Christy!

Tell you what,
I'll take you into this.

You got to be
hung for a thief,

you might as well enjoy
some of the profits.

Payday pretty soon, too.

We got a buyer
in the Sweetwater.

GABE:
Christy, what's keeping you?

It'll be like old times,
Jess.

What do you say?

Go to blazes, Christy.

Jess,
that's the best I can do.

I gave you a break
yesterday.

Now we're even, quits.

GABE: Christy!

- Is he the only
one here?
- Yeah.

He won't be bothering us
anymore. Not now.

Maybe he'll learn the trade
after all.

Come on,

Ross says we've got to hit them
other places fast.

GABE: Christy!

[ groaning ]

You got any idea
how long you've been here?

I don't know.
About an hour.

I thought you'd been k*lled.

By Christy?

No, not yet anyway.

Was that Christy?

Yeah.

You know,
he didn't seem so bad.

He tied me up,
but he didn't even hurt me.

Acted like
he was kind of sorry.

Yeah, I know.

He felt kind of sorry
that the folks around here

think I'm part of his
rustling crew.

That's as far as it went.

You're not?

You're wondering, too, huh?

I guess I can't blame you.

You said
you knew Christy before.

Was he a friend of yours?

It's kind of hard to explain
how I feel about Christy.

All I know is he's as wrong
as last year's Almanac.

But I still got a feeling
for him.

I reckon with
a couple of different breaks,

I'd be just like he is.

I don't believe that.

LON: Harper,
stand away from her!

I was just untying her.

- I said stand away.
- He's telling the truth.

Well, if that's all the truth
he's told, then where's Christy?

- Where do you plan to meet him?
- I don't plan to meet him.

Can't you get it
through your head,
I don't work for him?

Sharon's unharmed.
I guess I ought to be
grateful for that.

Jimmy Lane on
the next ranch
is dead.

They shot him down cold.

Somebody is gonna pay for that.
You hear, Harper?

We're wiped out, Sharon.
They took all our stock.

We're all ruined,
every one of us.

I'm sorry, Sharon.

If I could have
stopped Christy, I would.

Wait, Lon, stop it.

I'm sick and tired
of hearing those lies from him.

How can you be
so sure he's lying?

What makes you
so sure he isn't?

You were tied up
here in the barn

and he hasn't got
a rope mark on him.

No, not yet.

Christy didn't have
to tie me up.

He knocked me out.

I came to a few minutes ago,
and I went looking for her.

You don't believe me,
do you?

You don't want to
believe me,

that's the whole truth,
isn't it?

You're afraid
you'll have to give up

some of that hate
you're hanging on to so hard.

Harper,
I'm sick of hearing you talk.

Sharon,
you go in the house.

Lon, you can't.

Pa, I found this man hurt,
needing help.

I brought him here.

I sat by his bed last night

when he was half out of his mind
with pain fever.

I was with him today,
talking to him,

listening to him.

He's not the kind of man
you think.

I keep thinking of Jimmy.
He was only 16.

Better go in the house.

Jess, I'm sorry.

I thought I could help you.

You'd have been better off
if I hadn't found you.

It's not your fault,
Sharon.

It's not your doing,
none of it is.

I don't reckon
it's theirs either.

They've just been hurt.

They're acting
like a rattlesnake
that had its back broken.

Striking out at everything
around them.

Pa, you can't
let him do it.

I said it's all right.

I ain't gonna let them
get the job done easy,

I'll tell you that.

I don't want you hurt,
you'd better go.

[ horses approaching ]

What's going on here?

Can't you men wait
till we catch the whole bunch?

There's no chance
of that now.

We got a chance.

They headed for the hills down
at the end of the valley.

We found a fence down
and some footprints.

Come on,
the others are waiting.

Wait a minute,
can't leave him.

- [ c*ck g*n ]
- Lon, please,
you can't sh**t him.

Why not? Did his friend Christy
show Jimmy Lane any mercy?

All right, so you
got a reason to be mad.

We all have,
I'm not arguing that.

I just say we do it
inside the law.

You want to turn him
over to some strange judge

and jury who will most
likely set him free?

No, I don't.
I want to do it right.

I say we catch this whole bunch,
bring them back here,

give them a trial
and hang them.

And nobody from the outside
can come in

and find any fault
if we keep it lawful.

Now let's tie him up.

You stay with him, Lon.

They just might
come back for him.

Besides,
you got a bad arm.

Well,
that suits me fine.

And if they do come back,
he gets it first.

- All right.
- Oh, wait, please.

Look at him.
You've been to Laramie.

Never saw the man before.

Come on, let's move.

Let's go.

We'll wait in the house.

If you're thinking
of making a run for it,
you just go right ahead.

Keep moving, Harper.

Sharon,
what are you doing?

Oh, Lon, stop acting
like a schoolboy.

You won't let him stay in bed
where he should be,

at least let him get dressed
before he catches his death.

Don't get between us.

Use me for a shield,
he won't sh**t.

Get away from him!

What's got into you,
Sharon?

The way you're actin',
I just can't figure it out.

Like-- Like this dr*fter
was something to you,

- and I was the outsider.
- Oh, Lon.

I know
this is a sorry business,
but it's what has to be.

Maybe it's asking too much,
but I thought you'd understand.

All I understand is
you've been taking a lot

too much for granted.

Sharon, I--
I've spoken for you.

You mean
you're going to marry him?

- You keep out of this.
- No chance.

Go ahead and sh**t
if you want.

I ain't keeping
out of it.

- Jess.
- Well, what is he?

The only guy
for 100 miles around?

- Harper, you open your mouth
again, I swear--
- Stop it, both of you!

Look, I know I ain't been much
and I never had much to offer

even before Christy
cleaned me out.

But I always figured you
and me together, Sharon.

Yeah, you'll put it all
back together, won't you, Lon?

What are you gonna do?
Hitch her up to a plough?

Harper,
sh**ting's too good for you.

Maybe I'll just wrap this iron
over your head.

Lon, did you ever think

maybe it doesn't matter to me
how many cows you own?

You never once said
you wanted me.

- But I spoke for you.
- But not to me.

To my pa, but not to me.

But you knew,
didn't you?

Didn't you always know?

Maybe you'd better marry him,
Sharon.

Looks like the only way
he's going to get any brains.

He'll be all right.

I'm sorry
I had to bait him like that,

but it was the only way.

I understand.
You'd better go now.

But you better hurry.

I'm going...

- after Christy.
- Alone? You can't.

You give me a half an hour.

And you tell Lon
where I'm going.

Christy said something about
heading for the Sweetwater.

That means
he's traveling north.

When I catch up with him,
I want to be alone.

After that,
I'm likely to need some help.

Jess.

I want to thank you for
everything you've done, Sharon.

You sure you're gonna be
all right after what's happened?

Well, you've seen us
at our worst.
Don't judge by that.

Lon's a good man.

You've got the whole big world
out there.

But Lon, it's home.

Go.

[ playing mouth harp ]

[ footsteps approaching ]

JESS: Morning, Christy.

- Jess?
- I saw your crew ride off.

Yeah, they're fixing
to move the herd.

Make sure
we got rid of those ranchers.

Oh, you did that all right.

I just saw them
back down the trail a ways,

what's left of them.
They were heading home.

Yeah, maybe
you should have gone with them.

What for?

To face a hanging rope?

Yeah, I guess that's right.

Oh, sorry about having
to catawump you the way I did.

You were in a hurry,
and I was in your way.

Yeah, that's about it.

Thing is, Jess,
are you still in my way?

This means a lot to me.
Might be my last chance.

That's something
we got to talk about, Christy.

What I said before,
about you joining with us,

still goes if you want.

Well, what about those people
down in the valley?

Me and Slim?

We won't miss


Not to the point
of having it ruin our ranch.

Those folks down there,
you picked them clean, Christy.

And a boy was k*lled.

You probably wouldn't believe me
if I said I was sorry.

But I am.
I didn't want it that way.

Well, that's the way it is,
Christy.

Now I got to take back
what you stole from me,

and all them other folks.

Because if I don't, I'll be
wearing the same brand as you.

You didn't used to be
so particular.

And you didn't used to
bushwhack men.

Or sh**t horses out
from under them.

Now look, Jess, last couple
of days, I've let you off easy

'cause of what you did
for me once--

[ g*n c*ck ]

What about it, Christy?

Is this your idea,
setting me up like this?

No, it was mine,
and don't move.

Now you see,
you should've listened to me.

You're just lucky
he didn't drop you first

and ask questions
afterwards.

I was listening
to you talk, Christy,

that's what stopped me.

What do you got stuck
in your craw now?

You were offering
to bring him in with us.

I figure I got something
to say on that.

You still don't know who's boss
of this outfit, do you?

I've been taking your orders,
about most everything.

Comes to adding another split,
that's where I draw the line.

Well, as usual,

you're getting your hackles
up over nothing.

Mr. Harper doesn't like
our company too much.

And what are you gonna
do with him?

Well, seein' as how
you pulled his teeth,

I figure we can hogtie him up
some gully and take his horse.

By the time he gets loose
and hikes for help,

we'll be counting our profits
from the herd.

A lot of trouble
for nothing.

I say we get rid of him
for keeps now.

I thought you were boss
in this outfit, Christy.

You let him
make a decision like that,

the next thing you know,
he'll be calling all the turns.

Now you shut up, Jess.
I got a notion
to let him go ahead.

This is one thing
you've got nothing to say about.

My friend here
will do all the talking.

Never argue with
a powerful friend like that.

He's all yours.

You've got to learn, Christy,
we play for keeps.

Let me see, Christy.

No, this is one
I don't have to look at.

Watch for the others,
Jess.

Thanks, Christy.

I couldn't let him do it,

even though I knew
you'd try to take me in.

I wouldn't mind taking you
myself in a fair fight.

Couldn't let that
no-good Ross do it.

You rate better than
the likes of him.

But he'd have got you
sooner or later, Christy,

you must have figured that.

Sure, Jess.

I've known that
past couple of days.

[ g*nsh*t ]

I-- I reckon
I was wrong about you, Harper.

I'm sorry.

Harper...

are you--
are you hurt?

No.

Not where it shows.

Oh, Slim,
I can't figure out

why you didn't get all this work
done before I got home.

Well, it seems
like we wasted a lot of time

looking for someone
who was lost.

Is that a fact?

Would you like a pillow?

Let me pour you
some more lemonade.

No, thank you, Daisy.
I'm fine.

Can we have some yet?

Pretty quick, as soon as
we get the cleaning done.

Oh, the dust
got into everything.

Sure glad to hear
you're feeling better, pard.

Maybe you'd like to help us
knock some of this dust

out of the furniture.

I don't know, Slim,
you know,

my side's still pretty sore.

I don't know
what got into Daisy anyway.

The furniture
looks fine to me.

Oh, is that right?

Sure, women are
too darn particular.

What you're trying to say is
dust doesn't bother you, huh?

Not a bit.

Well, that's good, pard.

Let's go, Mike.

Oh! Come--
Oh, what are you doing?

[ Daisy laughing ]