01x25 - German George

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♪ Jim Bowie, Jim Bowie

♪ He was a bold adventuring man ♪

♪ Jim Bowie, Jim Bowie

♪ Battled for right with a powerful hand ♪

♪ His blade was tempered and so was he ♪

♪ Indestructible steel was he

♪ Jim Bowie, Jim Bowie

♪ He was fighter

♪ A fearless and mighty adventuring man ♪

[choir singing]

- Well now, look at this fairy princess

with a wand and she's lost her magic hoop.

Let's see if we can rescue it for her.

There we are.

[laughs]

- Merci, monsieur.

- You're welcome.

- You are American?

- Does that surprise you?

- Mama, he is an American.

He has a knife, he could be the one.

- Go inside, cherie.

It's time for prayer.

- For one so young and so pretty, she--

- She what?

- She's got a kind of low opinion of Americans.

- And with good reason, monsieur.

- You wished to see me, sir?

I'm Sister Mary Augusta.

- How'd you do, Sister?

- How do you do?

- I'm Jim Bowie, your brother's partner.

- From Opelousas?

- Yeah.

- George has told me so much about you!

- Oh he has, huh? - Yes.

- Well, that's why I'm here, I'm looking for him.

Do you know where he's staying?

- Staying?

George is in New Orleans?

- Yeah, didn't you know?

- No.

- He came here a week ago with $20,000.

Gonna buy some machinery for a new sugar mill.

- But he always used to call on me

as soon as he arrives.

You don't suppose anything has happened to him?

- No, no, he's probably busy or staying

at some hotel I don't know.

- Yes.

- Well, thank you, Sister.

- Yes, sure.

- I'll tell him to come and see you.

- Yes, Mr. Bowie.

[soft instrumental music]

- It's George!

- George, what happened?

Who stabbed you?

- In my coat.

- Your coat?

- My breast pocket.

- You mean these cards?

- I say it marked cards.

- Marked?

George, I can't see right now.

- I went to a gambling house.

There was a woman.

- Easy George, easy.

- I gambled to please her.

I lost every cent.

The money for the mill.

- [Jim] You lost it all, the whole 20,000?

- Yeah.

- Do they know you got these?

- No.

They got me in the back Jim.

- George, what was the woman's name?

Do you know?

- Mademoiselle De Tebb.

- Which gambling house was it?

- Casino Idian.

- Is he--

- No, he's alright.

- Oh, monsieur, I'm so sorry.

Better luck next time.

Excuse me.

- Mademoiselle De Tebb?

- You are intruding, this is a private room.

- Good, I want a private talk.

- I do not know you.

We have nothing to talk about.

- We might talk about a window I met in Ursuline Convent.

With a charming little daughter who doesn't like Americans.

Or we might talk about a gambling house girl

who leads Americans on to loose their money.

- Monsieur, what are you doing in here?

- Etienne, send him away.

- You had better leave monsieur,

you are not welcome in my establishment.

- Yeah, I'm beginning to get that impression.

- You will not go?

- I'll go when I get $20,000 that Mademoiselle here

talked a friend of mine into losing.

- Oh, she had a g*n in his back?

No one forced him to play monsieur.

There is no law against gambling in New Orleans.

- True, but even New Orleans doesn't

stand for gambling hazards that use marked cards.

- You are insulting monsieur.

- I mean to be, monsieur.

Do you realize I could have you arrested for fraud?

- Don't listen to him Celeste, he's bluffing.

- I'm don't need to bluff.

I got the evidence to prove George was cheated.

- Not by me.

- At this moment he is close to death

in the Ursuline Convent.

Had a knife stuck in his back.

If he recovers, he'll testify against you.

If he dies, the charge will be m*rder.

- But I had nothing to do with it!

- Neither did I.

Tell me monsieur, where is this so called evidence?

- Where it's safe.

But you can buy it $20,000.

- Blackmail, monsieur?

And I don't even have the honor of knowing your name.

- You know better than to call it blackmail.

And the names Bowie.

- Ah, monsieur Bowie.

Look, we do not cheat here, but if you will

bring me this evidence tomorrow night,

I will have a draft from my bank accounts

in the amount of $20,000.

- Why wait until tomorrow night?

- Why?

I have to make arrangements.

- Alright.

Au revoir Mademoiselle.

- Don't be frightened, Celeste.

- I'm not frightened.

I'm just so ashamed.

To have him look at me as though

I were a woman of the streets.

A gambling house girl, he called me.

- Oh, what do you care about these barbarians?

After all, you suffered at their hands.

- I am thinking only of Simone.

Etienne, give me the money to take her home.

I'll send it back, please?

- But I don't want you to go.

I want you to stay here, my dear.

And you don't have to be a gambling house girl.

- Etienne, please don't!

- Perhaps you'd rather not be employed here at all!

- No, what else could I do?

Etienne, I'm indebted to you, certainly.

I don't know what I should have done without you.

But how can I love anyone in this savage country?

My only thought is to get out of it.

And now, if this Bowie involves me in a charge of m*rder.

I tell you, I won't let my child's life be ruined.

- Don't you worry about Bowie, my dear.

He will not bother either of us again.

Come.

- Sister Mary Augusta had sent word that George was failing.

But I had talk to him again.

Bonjour Princess.

Well, aren't you even gonna say hello to me?

- No, you look different, but you are still American.

- Well, when you've lived here a little longer,

maybe you'll begin to like Americans.

- We won't live here!

We are going back to France!

And I will always hate Americans.

- Why?

Why will you?

- They k*ll my father.

- How'd that happen?

- I don't know, but they did with a knife in his back

and stole his money and mama had to go to work!

- Well you mustn't not blame all Americans for that.

I mean, you'll find bad men everywhere.

Even in France.

- Not like here.

[bell ringing]

- Mr.Bowie.

- You sent for me?

Something has happened?

- The German is dead and Bowie is alive.

- Etienne.

- So lets go to him and pay.

There is a ship leaving tomorrow.

- For France?

But the German man.

You did this, Etienne?

- Celeste, you think I would stoop to m*rder?

I was your husband's friend.

Don't you understand?

I am a Frenchman, do you think they will take

my word next to any American like this Jim Bowie?

Our only safety is in flight.

- But I don't want to with you, Etienne.

- Would you rather stay here and face prison?

Oh, stop thinking about yourself

and start thinking about Simone!

What will happen to her?

Go, do as I tell you.

Get your daughter, I will come for you at five.

- The fixtures are sold monsieur.

The negotiations was difficult.

- Good.

Here.

Le Druck, would you like another assignment?

- Oui.

- Dispose of this Jim Bowie.

- That will be even more difficult, and more expensive.

[choir singing]

- What do you mean Mark Cargin m*rder isn't news?

Now I'm going with you, Jim, don't try to stop me.

- Look, I'll give you the details later.

I just don't want a reporter along.

- You might need a crack shot, Jim.

Reporters carry pistols nowadays.

I can put out a lighted candle at 50 paces.

- I don't think you could hit a barn door at 10 paces.

Now go on back there, go on.

[rustling]

[bang]

[bang]

- Jim!

[choir singing]

- Oh, nice shot!

- Casino Idian.

- Etienne must have heard of George's death.

- Yeah.

Maybe mademoiselle De Tebb hasn't.

- Ah, Mr.Bowie.

- Good day, Sister.

- Mr.Bowie, you are injured?

- Oh, just a scratch.

May I introduce Mr. Justinian Tebbs

with the Louisiana Curator.

- Sister.

- We'd like to pay our respects to the mother

of the young girl.

If you can tell us where she's living.

- You mean Madame De Lannes?

- Yeah.

- But she's no longer in New Orleans.

- What?

- Yesterday she came to get the child

and take her home to France.

- Home to France?

That was kinda sudden, wasn't it?

- Yes, but she had the opportunity

to leave at once and she couldn't bear to miss it.

- At once?

- Yes, the ship was to sail this morning.

- But--

- Well, I guess I thought of it too late.

Thank you, sister.

- I'm sorry, Mr.Bowie.

- Sister, did madame happen to mention the name of the ship?

- I don't think so, no.

No, she didn't.

- I see, thank you.

Good day.

- Goodbye, Sister. - Good day.

- Jim, I cover all the sailings.

No ship sailed for France this morning.

Next ship for France sails tomorrow night.

- Hm, well somebody's lying to somebody.

- I imagine that Etienne took her with him.

- Well, she wouldn't leave without the child.

- No.

- Wait a minute, I wonder if we could find

that dealer of his.

- Le Druck.

- Yeah.

He ought to be around somewhere.

Come on!

Casino De Leion.

[choir singing]

- Don't turn around, dealer.

Sharp thing you feel in your ribs is a knife.

Where's Etienne?

- I do not know.

He's on his way to St.Louis.

- Deal man, deal.

- How's he traveling?

- His own Carriage.

- What kind of carriage?

- Black, with yellow wheels.

- One more question.

A gentleman was k*lled with a knife

in his back, so was a man name De Lannes.

- I did not do that.

- Etienne had it done, didn't he?

Why?

- De Lannes would not play his gambling debt.

- Blackjack, I won!

- Alright, pay the gentleman.

- Etienne, in God's name.

Where are we?

Where are we going?

- To St.Louis.

- But you said France!

- Did I?

- Etienne.

My husbands friend.

There was no sailing.

You did have a German k*lled!

And Pierre as well.

You are a m*rder--

- Yes, but I am a m*rder*r because of you, Celeste.

Now bring the child!

- No!

- Do as I tell you!

We are going to spend the night here.

[choir singing]

- Hello, Madame.

Hello, Princess.

Where is Etienne, is he inside?

- Asleep.

- Where were you going?

- To the police.

I would rather face you than be a fugitive.

- You have nothing to fear from me, ma'am.

- But your friend's dead.

- I don't believe you had anything to do with it.

Did you?

- No.

Before God, I did not.

- You get in the carriage and wait.

- Celeste?

[knocking]

Celeste?

- Good morning.

Ah, you made it kinda inconvenient for me

to keep my end of the bargain.

Had to ride all night to bring you George's evidence.

- I intended to keep the bargain.

I have the money right here.

- Stay where you are.

I can tell money pouches when I seem them.

And I've never yet needed any help

in counting what's in them.

[whistles]

- You are ready for traveling, aren't you?

Well now, look at this.

Maybe you are a man of your word.

There's enough here to spare.

[rustling]

- That's no way to treat a sickle.

You'll spoil its cutting edge.

Now drop it.

Go on.

Now reach out and open the door.

Madame!

Madame De Lannes, will you come in here please?

Turn around and face the wall.

Go on!

Put your hands up high.

I'm gonna ask him a couple questions,

I want you to hear the answers.

You think you feel up to it?

- Yes.

- Alright, Etienne.

Who k*lled Jim and George?

One of your men?

- Yes.

- And Madame De Lannes' husband, also one of your men?

- Yes!

- I need your help.

Give me that rope. [choir singing]

- Well there's my 20,000.

How much did he cheat you and your husband out of?

- We arrived in New Orleans with 15,000.

- 15,000?

Well, take it.

But hurry, there a ship out of New Orleans

for France tonight.

Go on, take it, it's yours.

- Yes, why don't you take it all!

- We'll take just what's coming to us,

Etienne, not a dollar more.

Oh yeah.

Here, is my end of our bargain.

Your deck of marked cards.

- Please, will you be merciful?

Cut me down.

- Sheriff will be here soon, he'll cut you down.

- Bowie please, don't leave me hanging.

- Funny you should use that word.

Just what I had in mind for you.

- What word?

- Hanging.

[choir singing]

♪ Jim Bowie, Jim Bowie

♪ He was a fighter

♪ A fearless and mighty adventuring man ♪