[ theme music playing ]
[ train whistle blowing ]
Next stop--
Medicine Bow.
Medicine Bow.
Five minutes to
Medicine Bow, ma'am.
Yes, much obliged.
Your stop,
young fella.
What?
Medicine Bow.
Oh, thank you.
So, this is
the Wild West.
Your first trip?
Oh, yeah.
Sure is empty.
You won't see
too many horse cars.
Planning on
settling out here?
No, I'm just visiting.
Perhaps you know
the gentleman's name--
Judge Garth.
He owns a ranch
out here.
Oh, so you're a friend
of Judge Henry Garth.
Yes, I had the honor of
making his acquaintance
when he and his daughter
visited Chicago last fall.
Then you know
his little girl, too.
Little girl?
No, I just know
the one daughter--
Miss Betsy.
That's the one
I was talking about.
You call Miss Betsy
a little girl?
What do you call her?
Why, I'd call her
a young lady
of poise, charm,
grace, dignity...
maturity, grace.
You said that.
Well,
it bears repeating.
Heh.
One day, you're
chasing them out of
the apple tree,
and the next thing
you know, they're
walking up the aisle
on some
young fella's arm.
Well, I wouldn't exactly
start throwing rice yet.
I only knew here
for one week.
Oh. Well,
if you need a ride
out the Garth place,
the mister will be
picking me up
with the wagon.
We'll be glad
to drop you off there.
No, I sent a telegram.
I expect there'll be
someone there
to pick me up.
I expect she will,
at that.
We'll be getting
into the station
any minute now.
[ train whistle blows ]
Are you sure
they expected you
this morning?
Well, I told them
what train I'd be on.
Maybe she's waiting
in the station house.
Yeah.
Thank you.
Excuse me.
Betsy?
Not there?Not there.
Must be some
sort of a mix-up.
Well, you just
come along with us, then.
This young man's
visiting Judge Garth.
I told him we'd be glad
to drop him off.
Oh, sure thing.
It's right on our way.
What's that about
visiting Garth?
You heard him.
Not sure I like that.
You don't have
to like it.
You want out, kid,
say so, but say so now.
I guess one more
won't make too much
difference.
I don't guess so.
[ men shouting ]
Keep his head up,
Belden!
Ahhhh!
All right, gentlemen!
You were just fortunate
enough to have witnessed
that world-famous
Belden technique
for soothing the wild beast!
[ booing ]
No applause, please!
It'd only serve to
embarrass me.
My old granny could've
rode that one.
Professional jealousy.
Keep 'em comin'.
I'm on a lucky streak.
That'll be plenty.
We got our remuda, boys.
Such as it is.
What do you mean,
such as it is?
These horses
are a long way from
being broke, Judge.
A week or two.
We'll just have to
do the best we can.
I still say we're bringing
the herd in too early.
They could stand
a couple more weeks
of grazing.
They'll be all right.
I'm sure you must have
a good reason for it.
I can guess what it is.
Looks to me like you're
trying to get everybody
off the ranch
in a hurry.
Why would I want to
do a thing like that?
That was gonna be
my next question.
BETSY: Hi!
Don't tell me.
Let me guess.
You've been, uh...
sewing?
I have been painting
the trellis,
because certain
people around here
who promised
to do it for me
broke their promise.
I'll have to speak
to Randy about that.
It wasn't Randy
who made it.
It was a certain
foreman.
I would've lived
up to it, too, Bets,
but your father
moved a roundup on me.
Why'd you do that?
The boys promised
to help me with
spring cleaning.
You two may not
believe this,
but I do know
what I'm doing.
He's being
very mysterious.
You can tell
by the dimple
in his chin.
It gets deeper when
he has something
devious on his mind.
I will say this--
I'm expecting visitors.
And I don't want
anyone on the ranch
to know about it.
That's all
I can say now.
Looks like they're
comin' right now.
Looks like the Wingates.
Hey, in the back
seat, it's--
It is!
It's Eddie Tighe!
Eddie Tighe?
You mean the boy
you met in Chicago?
The newspaper fella?
And look at me!
What's he doin' here?
Did you--
I don't know.
Don't let him see me.
Keep him away till
I get cleaned up!
I take it you're not
too happy to see him.
Any other time, yes.
But not now.
Maybe he's just
passing through.
Let's hope so.
Hi, Judge!Hello, Henry.
We brought you
a visitor.
How are you,
sir?
Well, how are you,
Eddie?
Judge, I hear in town
you're gonna start
the roundup next week.
JUDGE: That's right.
A little early
isn't it?
Seems to be
the general opinion.
Well, good-bye.
Thanks for
givin' me the lift.
Not at all.
All right?
I tripped.
How about that for
a sure-footed dude?
The things you see
when you don't have
a g*n.
I want you to meet
my foreman.
This Mr. Eddie Tighe,
of that well-known
Chicago newspaper,
the, um...
InterOcean.
The InterOcean.
Glad to know you.
We'd better get goin'.
I got it.Thanks.
See you.Bye.
Bye.Bye, thank you.
Well, how's Betsy?
She's fine.
She's up at the house.
I kept thinking
about her
all the way out here
on the train--
how she looked when
I last saw her
in Chicago.
You have a very
beautiful daughter, sir.
Well, yes--
I can hardly wait
to see her.
I wouldn't go up there
just yet.
Why not?
Don't you want to see
the ranch first?
Oh, yeah. Let me
show you the stable.
It's over there.
The corral's
very interesting, too.
Well...you certainly
have a fine ranch here.
I didn't realize
there were so many
buildings.
Betsy!
You go company!
Be happy to show you
the rest tomorrow.
You are staying
overnight, aren't you?
Yeah, I'll be here
for about two weeks.
Hello, Eddie.
Hello, Betsy.
Gee, it's nice
to see you again.
It's nice of you
to ask me.
Well...it's nice
of you to come.
Why don't you show Eddie
up to the guest room?
Oh, sure.
Oh, wait.
Let me take this.
It's very heavy.
Oh. Right this way.
Come with me.
Seems like a nice
enough young fella.
He is, but he...
can't stay.
Why, because of this
mysterious visitor
you're gonna have?
Exactly. Sit down.
Here it is.
I hope you'll be
comfortable.
Well, I--
I hope I'm not
putting you and your
father out any.
I said in my telegram
that you should've
let me know if it
wasn't convenient.
Telegram?
Yes.
Didn't you get it?
Oh. That telegram!
Well, uh...
it sure is nice to
see you again, Betsy.
It's nice to see
you again, too.
How you been?I've been fine.
How have you been?
Just--Just fine.
That's good.
Well, did you have
a nice trip?
Very nice.
Kind of long.
But I enjoyed it.
That's good.
Um...would you like
to see the ranch?
I just did.
I saw the barn
and the corral.
Oh, I mean the range.
You do ride, don't you?
Yeah. I brought
my riding habit, too.
Oh, good. Um...
well, I'll--
I'll see you
downstairs.
Um...I'll see
you later.
So you can see why
I wanted all the hands
off the ranch
before next week.
Why I didn't want
this young man
around, either.
I see your point.
I don't envy you
having to tell him
he can't stay, though.
I wouldn't have to
if he had the manners
to send a letter
or a telegram
without just--
He did. He said
he sent you a telegram.
What? There hasn't
been a telegram
deliver here since--
Since I handed you one
ten days ago
right in this room.
You were talking to
that old Indian gentleman.
And you took it
from me and...
put it right here
in this pocket.
I'll, uh...
see you later, Judge.
Would you like
to open it?
Well...
I don't think it'll do
much good now, but...
Yeah, I'm sorry.
I did the young man
an injustice.
That's all right.
Only...
Only what?
Well...
he's different
from the way he was
in Chicago.
In what way?
I don't know, exactly.
But when we were
in Chicago, we talked
all the time,
and now I can't think
of anything to say
to him.
He even looks different.
I think he's shrunk.
Heh! That's not
very likely.
But at least
you won't mind so much
now that he can't stay.
What do you mean?
He just got here.
That old Indian
gentleman you mentioned.
He was here to arrange
a very private meeting
between the Chief
of the Sioux,
the Indian agent,
and the general
commanding the army
forces in this territory.
A private meeting? Here?
They sort of
selected Shiloh
as neutral ground,
where they could meet
face to face--
you know, informally.
Find out what's causing
the Indian trouble
up north,
and work out
a solution.
They're coming here
unarmed and unescorted.
Hence the need
for secrecy.
You can imagine
the repercussions
if anything happened
to either of them.
How exciting.Yeah.
It's also a grave
responsibility.
That's why
I don't want Eddie
or anyone else around.
How are we gonna
get rid of him?
I don't know.
We'll have to work
something out.
You mean, you'll have
to work something out.
You're the one that
didn't open the telegram.
I'll accept that.
Can he stay
till next week?
I thought things
weren't working out
so well.
Well, they're not
going that badly.
All right.
Till Monday.
I have to change now.
I'm going riding.
Bye.
I don't believe it.
Believe what?
What's he dressed up
like that for?
That happens to be
the way they dress
for riding in Chicago.
For riding what?
Very funny.
Hi.Hi.
This is Randy, Belden.
This is Mr. Edward Tighe.
How are you?
Sure good to--
Uh, yeah.
To know you.
Well, shall we
get going?
Sure.
We flung a little
leather on the--
Well, we saddled
this one for you.
Right here.
Thank you.
I've never ridden
a western saddle before.
Well...see you.
Yeah.
What's all that
bouncing up and down?
You suppose that's how
they ride in Chicago?
It'll be a long day.
Yeah.
[ both laugh ]
Would you
believe that?
What do you think of
Betsy's new friend?
Seems like a nice enough
young fella.
Think they're serious
about each other?
How should I know?
I wouldn't want to see
Betsy pick the wrong man.
She's got
pretty good judgment.
Think they should go riding
off by themselves like that?
A fella we don't know
anything about?
I think she's safe
with Eddie.
I wouldn't worry
about it.
[ knock on door ]
Clay, come in.
Wasn't expecting you
so soon.
I got into town
a little earlier
than I expected.
Instead of going
straight to the hotel,
I thought I'd impose
on your hospitality.
That's if it's
all right with you.
Come into the study.
How have you been?Fine, Judge.
It's generous of you
to let us use Shiloh
for the meeting.
Have a drink?
It's a little early,
thanks.
Oh, but I'll have one.
Heh heh.
I was surprised when
I got your letter.
I thought
everything up north
was under control.
We all did.
Haven't seen
Black Feather
in several years.
Always respected him.
It's not easy to keep
a lot of young braves
from kicking up their
heels every so often.
Thanks.
I'm afraid it's
a little more
than just some braves
kicking up their heels.
At least General Burke
thinks so.
Incidentally, it was
his idea to have
the meeting here.
He said it was
the only place
he could be sure
of complete privacy...
and good food.
[ laughs ]
I don't know if I can
guarantee the latter.
But I've arranged
for the former.
Tell me--how acute
is the situation
up north?
It's pretty touchy.
Each side blames
the other
for starting
the skirmishes.
The general wants
to cool it off
before the situation gets
completely out of hand.
Each side
blames the other?
Well, if neither
is at fault--
Exactly.
Someone else is trying
to stir the kettle.
That's the general's
theory.
But the main thing
is secrecy.
If word of this
meeting got out,
if anything happened
to either of them--
Oh, we'll see that
nothing happens.
Well, now...
Bring me up to date
on what's been happening
in Washington.
Well, now...
Well,
what happened?
His horse shied
crossing the bridge.
You all right?
Oh, yeah.
Yeah, I'm just...dandy.
We thought he'd better
get some dry clothes.
Betsy, I only brought
one pair of riding pants
with me.
So I'm afraid we'll have to
call off the ride--
That's all right.
I'll loan you some.
Them's no good for
this kind of country
anyhow.
Oh, thank you very much.
No trouble at all.
I'll bring 'em
up to your room.
Excuse me.
Are you sure
you're not hurt?
Oh, no. No, I'm--
I'm fine.
I'll wait for you.
I don't know which way
he looks funnier--
wet or dry.
Well, you've done
very well for yourself,
Henry.
I sometimes wish
I'd have struck out
for myself.
But every man
to his own calling.
Say, we've been talking
for almost an hour.
I'm sure you have
things to do.
I'll get my luggage.
Oh, by the way,
I'll have to put you
in another room.
We have another guest.
A friend of Betsy's.
A young newspaperman.
A newspaperman? Here?
Don't worry.
He'll be gone
before the meeting.
A very nice young man,
as suitors go.
A very fastidious dresser
for this part of
the country.
I'll see what's
keeping him.
Betsy, you remember
Mr. Billings?
Of course. Nice to
see you again.
Every time I see you,
you're more grown up.
I heard a young man
came out to see you.
All the way
from Chicago.
Daddy...
All I said is
we had a houseguest.
I trust he's worth of
the prettiest girl in Wyoming.
Nobody is.
But I must say,
he's a very presentable
young man.
By the way,
where is he?
He's changing
his clothes.
Eddie, I want you
to meet Mr. Billings.
Mr. Tighe.
How are you?
Oh, uh...
how do you do?
You're not that much
bigger than him.
I didn't have
any clean clothes handy,
so I borrowed some
from Belden.
Eddie, let's go.
We brought the horses.
Glad to meet you.
Same to you.
That's the young man
you were talking about--
the fastidious dresser?
Excuse me.
Where'd he get
those clothes?
I don't know.
They sure look familiar.
Hey! Good shot!
You won!
What's the matter
with you, Betsy?
I've never seen you
miss like that before.
I've watched you
knock 'em--
♪ Alas, my love
♪ You do me wrong
♪ To cast me off
♪ Discourteously
♪ And I have loved you
♪ Oh, so long
♪ Delighting in
your company ♪
♪ Greensleeves
was all my joy ♪
♪ Greensleeves
was my delight ♪
♪ Greensleeves
was my heart of gold ♪
♪ And who but
my lady Greensleeves ♪
♪ Thou couldst desire
♪ No earthly thing
♪ But still thou hadst it
readily ♪
♪ Thy music still
♪ To play and sing
♪ And yet thou wouldst
not love me ♪
Come on, sing.
BOTH: ♪ Greensleeves
was all my joy ♪
♪ Greensleeves
was my delight ♪
[ off-key ]
♪ Green--
♪ ...was my heart
of gold ♪
♪ And who but
my lady Greensleeves ♪
You, uh, sure you want
to make that move?
Ha! How about that?
Hey, let Eddie
take a shot.
That's about all
there is to it.
Doesn't seem like
much of a game to me.
Ow!
♪♪
♪ I ride an old paint
♪ I lead an old dam
♪ I'm goin' to Montana
♪ For to throw
the houlihan ♪
♪ They feed in the coolies
♪ They water in the draw
♪ Their tails
are all matted ♪
♪ Their backs are all raw
♪ Ride around,
little dogies ♪
♪ Ride around them slow
♪ For they're fiery
and snuffy ♪
♪ Are a-rarin' to go
Hey, that's pretty good.
How's it feel?
Not too bad. Just can't
get a boot on over it.
Then you won't be
goin' along with us
tomorrow, huh?
Guess not.
Well, I feel kind of
bad about that.
I was the one who told him
to take a whirl at it.
I don't reckon
you could've guessed
he was gonna
throw it backwards.
No, that's for sure.
Nobody could've guessed
he was gonna do that.
Can I come in?Come on in.
How you feelin'?
Like I just had
my toe broke
by a horseshoe.
I hope you didn't think
he did that on purpose.
Oh, of course not.
He he'd have been
aiming at me,
I'd have been safe.
I never seen a boy
as clumsy as that
in my whole life,
and I've seen some
clumsy people.
Now, Belden--
I don't see how he manages
to stay alive in Chicago.
I'd give odds against him
gettin' across the street
all in one piece.
Sure can't figure out
what you see
in that boy.
Me, neither.
That's none
of your business.
Aha. Randy, maybe
she feels sorry for him.
Now, I had a dog once--
BETSY: Belden!
Stupidest dog you ever
seen in your life.
He couldn't do
nothin' right.
Cats chased him.
He got lost if he got
out of sight of the ranch.
But you know somethin'?
That was the dog
that everybody made
a fuss over.
I don't think
that's very funny.
Just because he's
a little awkward at
certain childish games--
Hello.
Hello, Eddie.Hi there.
Hi there.
Uh...
I'm sorry
about your foot.
That's all right.
It was just
the little toe.
Yeah, he's still got
nine good ones left.
Ha ha!
I, um...
Well, I thought
I'd come by
and see if there was
anything I could do.
That's the first
ringer I ever seen
in the wrong direction.
Don't worry
about it, Eddie.
Nobody ever died
of a broken toe.
Did they, Randy?
There's always
a first time, Betsy.
Well...
I guess I'd better
be going.
Eddie, I was
just leaving.
I'll go with you.
Yep. Sure does
remind me of old Sam.
That was the dog's name.
We ask Thy blessing
on this household
as we give thanks
for Thy bounty.
Amen.
Well, what did you two
do today?
I broke, uh,
Randy's little toe.
It was an accident.
See, they were
teaching me to throw
horseshoes.
Oh.
Randy says his foot
doesn't hurt.
He just can't
get his boot on.
Oh, I see.
I'm very sorry, sir.
Oh, accidents will happen.
Oh, that reminds me.
Almost forgot.
This'll make you feel better.
The boys are going on
a cattle roundup tomorrow,
and I've arranged
for you to accompany them.
Thought you might like
to tell your readers
what a western cattle drive
was really like.
Think you can get a whole
series of byline articles
out of it.
I think that's
a wonderful idea.
Don't you?
It certainly is.
How long does this
cattle drive last?
Five, six days.
I'm sure you'll find it
most interesting.
You'll probably get
enough material
for a book.
Well, thank you.
Thank you very much.
It certainly is
thoughtful of you.
Not at all.
[ piano playing ]
[ playing
Schubert's Serenade ]
[ stops playing ]
Morning.Good morning.
Did you have a nice time
in town last night?
I just rode in
with the supply wagon
to see what it was like.
I understand they have
some very pretty girls
at the saloon.
I hardly stayed
long enough to notice.
[ knock on door ]Excuse me.
[ tapping out notes ]
Thank you.
It's a telegram
for you.
For me?
I wonder who
it could be from.
The newspaper.
My vacation's
been cancelled.
I've got to come
right back.
Oh, Eddie,
that's too bad.
It sure is.
And I was having
such a good time.
So was I.
Well, that's
the way it goes
in the newspaper game.
I guess I'd better
go pack.
Pack?
Eddie just got
a telegram.
He has to go back
to work.
That's too bad.
Yes, sir.
I'm sorry I'll miss
the roundup.
It sounded
like great fun.
But you know
what they say--
business is business.
What time does
the train leave?
Not till this afternoon.
I'll see you get there
on time.
Thanks. Well...
excuse me.
I'm sorry, Betsy.
Well, maybe it was
just as well.
I don't think he was
having too good
of a time anyway.
Maybe you both were
trying just a little
too hard.
Nothing seemed
to work out.
We'd go riding,
his horse shies,
throws him in the creek.
We play horseshoes,
he breaks Randy's toe.
I'll bet he'll be glad
to get back to Chicago.
Well, he was a little far
out of his element here.
But I don't think
that was the whole trouble.
What is it, then?
Why does everything
go wrong when
we're together?
Well, it's a peculiar
phenomenon,
for which there isn't
any scientific explanation.
But somehow,
at a certain age,
when he's with a girl
he's trying to impress,
a young man seems to grow
an extra left foot
and spare set of thumbs.
Why this is, I don't know.
Young men
with normal agility
find themselves
tripping over thresholds,
glasses of water
unaccountably fall
off tables, and--
I bet you were
never that way when
you were young.
Parents of girls
I used to court
would hide the china
when I showed up.
[ chuckles ]
Well, you see, Betsy...
it's all a part
of growing up.
You can't help
these things.
Sure wish I was
goin' with you.
You take care of that foot.
I want it to heal
so you can make up
for lost time
when I get back.
All right, let's go,
everyone!
[ clatter ]
I wonder
what that is.
Excuse me.
Alex?
Alex, what--
[ muffled shouts ]
Keep it down, sonny.
Where's the Judge?
He's in his study.
Call him in here.
I said, call him
in here, son.
Judge Garth?
I'd also like you
to drive Eddie
to the station
this afternoon.
He's leaving
on the 4:15.
He is?
Yeah, you can contain
your pleasure until
after he's left.
Yes, sir.
Judge Garth, will you
come in here a minute?
Excuse me.
Morning, Judge.
See who else
is in there.
There's a good field of fire
from the window in there.
Indio, get outside.
Anyone comes near here,
I want to know about it.
Well, looks like we're
gonna have to be together
for quite a while.
So, we might as well
get used to each other,
try to get along.
I hope you'll behave
and do as you're told
because I don't want
to hurt anybody.
The cook? He was foolish.
There's no need
for any more of that,
not till the Indian
gets here.
What are you
talking about?
Now, Judge, let's not
smoke each other, huh?
I knew about this meeting
as fast as you did.
And I know
that Black Feather
will send a single brave
in here first.
And he won't come in
himself until you tell
that brave it's all right.
What makes you think
I'll tell him
with you here?
You'll do it.
How did you know
about the meeting?
Well, that's my secret,
Mr. Billings--
Mr. Indian agent
Billings.
You've got
the advantage of me.
That I do.
That I do, indeed.
I mean, I don't know
your name.
Oh.
Ask the Judge there.
He knows me.
This is all of 'em.
That everything, Bear?
Did you look upstairs
and down?
In the closets,
in the drawers,
everywhere?
It's all I could find.
All right,
get rid of them.
Uh...Bear.
You'd better break off
the firing pins first.
And dig a hole
for the cook
while you're at it.
There's no reason
we shouldn't be decent.
Kid. Here.
How about a fresh pot
of coffee, pretty girl?
Nobody in this house
does your bidding.
I'm not talkin'
to you, mister.
When I'm talkin' to you,
I'll be lookin' at you.
It's all right,
Daddy.
I'll make some.
Go with her, Kid.
You know, there's a lesson
in this for everybody--
never k*ll the cook.
[ laughs ]
Well, how about it, Judge?
You place me yet?
You were a witness
at a trial.
That's right.
Six years ago.
JUDGE: Morgan's Ford.
Dakota Country.
A man named Joe Bristow
k*lled a woman.
Your name is Troxel.
Mark Troxel.
Bull's-eye.
Heard about you
more recently, too.
Something about
gunrunning.
You sell g*ns
to Indians, don't you?
No, sir, I don't.
That I do not do.
I trade g*ns
for ponies.
And then I sell
the ponies.
And with the money
I get from the ponies,
I buy more g*ns.
Works out real fine.
Providin', of course,
there's a market for g*ns.
And you see to that.
Well, it's economics,
Judge. Economics.
Supply and demand.
That's what keeps
the gravy in the bowl.
Hey, boy, come here.
Clean this mess up here.
[ coughs ]
Boy, did you hear
what I said?
I heard you.
Then clean it up.
Troxel?
Yes, Judge,
what is it?
I thought you might
be interested to know
that General Burke
is expected here
any time now...
with a troop of cavalry.
General Burke
isn't due here till
early evening, Judge.
I told you, I know.
By the time he gets here,
we'll be long gone.
All right, mister. Put...
your hands up.
TROXEL: You just stay
right where you are.
Boy, give me that thing
before it goes off
and scares you
half to death.
Put your hands up
or I'll sh**t.
I said, give it to me.
EDDIE: I mean it.
I'll sh**t.
No, you won't.
Well, go ahead!
TROXEL:
Kid, get in here!
What happened?
I got careless.
There was a g*n
in the drawer.
Had the g*n right
smack on him,
wouldn't pull
the trigger.
I--I tried. I--
That was a bad move
the boy made.
Now, we can't watch
everybody all the time,
so this is the way
it's gonna be.
Kid, you keep your eye
on Miss Garth.
That'll be
a pleasure.
Keep your g*n
on her, too!
The next time
anybody else makes
a bad move,
I want you to remember
your fine upbringing.
Ladies first--
no questions asked.
Do you understand that?
Is that clear,
Judge Garth?
It's clear.
All right, everybody
in the living room.
Come on, Kid, move it!
Something wrong?
Got an awful
hot ankle here.
Might be a bowed tendon.
Want to ride him in
with the string?
No, I think I'll take him
back to Shiloh.
He's too good a pony
to take a chance on.
All right.
Hey, Dinker!
Cut that sorrel out!
When will we see you?
Just keep movin'.
I'll catch up with you
when I can.
Okay, you're the boss.
Let's go!
You--Billings.
What do you want?
Light someplace.
Betsy, the queen
of spades.
Sorry,
I didn't see it.
I was wondering--
are there any other
g*ns in the house?
Now the ace.
No.
I know where one is.
It's in the bunkhouse
in my foot locker.
Careful.
Awful lot of jabbering
going on over here.
There is now.
Well, now...
Troxel, will you
call off your
ten-cent tough boy?
You call me what?
I think you heard me.
They rate me a little
higher at the post office.
I know. I saw
your picture there.
What do you know?
I'm famous.
The Judge
saw my picture.
What's my name, Judge?
Tell the pretty girl.
You call yourself
the Utah Kid.
You've heard
of me, huh?
Yes, I heard of you.
I think I'm gonna
give you a full--
Troxel,
call him off!
Sit down, Kid.
I just want to knock
some of the wind
out of him.
Do as you're told!
I'll talk to you later.
[ grinding ]
He's young
and impulsive, Judge.
Don't pay him any mind.
Go ahead and play,
Betsy.
I'm sick of this game.
I can't sit still.
[ sighs ] Eddie,
I bet you wish
you'd gotten
that telegram
a day sooner.
Betsy, I've got
a confession to make
about that.
I sent it to myself
when I went into town
the other night.
I figured I'd better
get out of here
before I made
matters worse.
Eddie...
Even that didn't work.
All I did was make
everything worse.
Then I got the g*n and--
Eddie, it wasn't
your fault.
I couldn't have
done it, either.
Yeah, maybe not, but...
I'm supposed to be a man.
I went through
the bunkhouse like you said.
I found this
in one of the foot lockers.
[ birdcall ]
It's a big,
dark-haired fella.
He's leadin'
a lame horse.
You know him?
I know him.
I seen him in town.
Bear, keep the g*n
on the girl.
Maybe he'll just
leave the horse and go.
Then again,
maybe he won't.
Randy?
Randy?
Troxel, let me
send him away.
Just keep your
mouth shut, Judge,
and nobody will get hurt.
Randy!
Judge?
Judge Garth!
Don't come in!
Now, that's what I call
a good lookout.
Let's get him
in the house.
That's about
the best I can do.
He needs a doctor.
You're not sending
anybody into town,
and you're not bringing
anybody out here,
not till after
we're gone.
Is he gonna be
all right?
It's a clean wound,
that's all I know.
He looks
all right to me.
Hey.
You leavin' me here
with a bunch of them?
Don't let anybody get
between you and the girl.
You'll be just fine.
How is he?Still unconscious.
How much longer do you
think it's gonna be?
Till Black Feather
gets here.
Soon enough.
I'm not very good
at this thing.What?
Waiting for a man to
walk in and get k*lled.
He's not going
to get k*lled.
But what could we do?
I don't know.
We've got to do
something, and soon.
But how can we?
You heard what he said
about Betsy.
Don't you believe
that he meant it?
He meant it.
Bear.
Take the window.
What have you got
there, Judge?
Blackstone--
it's a book of law.
I can tell that.
Maybe you ought to
read it one day.
I tell you, Judge--
I'm not much on reading.
There was a schoolhouse
nearby where I lived.
Well, near enough,
anyway.
But it seemed like
I was always needed
for something else,
like bucking barley.
You ever buck
any barley, Judge?
Some.
There's some kind of
an education in that, too.
Leastwise
I learned something.
There's no future
in farming.
You really believe
all that stuff?
I believe in justice,
the rule of law.
I'll tell you what
I believe, Judge.
I believe the big dog
gets the meat.
You know something
else, Judge?
I believe that's
the way it's meant to be.
For dogs, maybe.
Oh, but we're
people, huh?
Yeah, we got
high ideals.
We live by
the Golden Rule, huh?
Do you know what
the golden rule
really means, Judge?
It means,
you don't hurt me,
and I won't hurt you.
Me--I say,
take your best cut
and I'll take mine.
And you just write of law,
civilization?
Just go back to
the jungle? Is that it?
You're so full of law
and justice
and high ideals,
aren't you?
Tell me, Judge--
have you ever heard
of a man
who got himself hung
for something
he didn't do?
I suppose it's possible.
You suppose
it's possible.
You k*ll me, Judge.
You do, indeed.
Bear--
Oh, Judge, come here.
I want the Bear
to hear this.
Hear what?
The Judge here allows
that it's just possible
that a man might get
himself strung up
for something
he didn't do.
It's not only
possible, Judge,
it happened.
And you know who did it?
You.
What are you
talking about?
My brother Joe Bristow.
TROXEL: We were talking
about it earlier, remember?
The one who was supposed
to have m*rder*d his woman
up in Morgan's Ford.
Except he didn't.
I've got no ax to grind
in this, Judge.
I'm just telling you
the way it was.
You hung Bear's brother
for something he didn't do.
Ask the Bear.
The night
she was m*rder*d,
me and Joe was
over in Fetterman.
That's more than
20 mile away.
He's telling you
the truth, Judge.
You got a bible,
I'll swear to it.
If it's the truth,
why didn't you swear
to it in court?
I couldn't.
You see, Judge,
the Bear was wanted himself.
If he'd showed up in court,
he would've been hung.
Kind of shakes you up,
huh, Judge?
I mean, all this law
and justice.
Makes you wonder
if it's not a lot of--
BETSY: Daddy?
I think you'd better come.
I don't know, but he's bad.
[ groaning ]
He'll be all right
for a while.
Then it'll
hit him bad.
Is there anything
we can do?
I don't know.
Wait a minute.
The top drawer
of the dresser.
The bottle--the one
Doc Thompson left.
He seems to be
comin' out of it.
Sorry, Judge.
I walked right into it.
You know what's
going on?
We told him about it.
Pour me a glass
of water.
Gonna give you
something to ease
the pain.
What is it?
Laudanum.
Doesn't look like
there's very much there.
There's more
than enough to
put you to sleep.
Wait a minute.
The best thing you can do
is to get your rest
until the doctor
gets here.
If that's what you want.
Thanks.
You know, Judge...
what I'd really like
is a cup of
Betsy's coffee.
Well, I don't see
anything wrong
with that.
Betsy,
will you make some?
Go along and help her.
What's takin'
so much time here?
She's gonna break down
and make us some coffee.
You stay with her.
Here, Betsy,
let me help.
Hey.
Don't you know how
to pour pan coffee?
Maybe you like
to much grounds.
I don't.
[ whispers ]
You'd better do it.
I'm too clumsy.
All right.
Now.
What is it?
What? What?
I didn't hear
anything.
You want something?No. No.
So, help her
with the tray.
I'm all right.
She--
She's all right.
I said, help her
with the tray.
Clumsy.
What's the matter, boy?
You nervous?
Yeah, I guess so.
A little bit.
You're kind of
a nervous kid, aren't you?
Yeah, I--
I guess so.
Let's go.
Ah, coffee.
Put it down there
on the table.
Where are you going?
I'm just going to
take him some coffee.
Bear,
you go with her.
[ birdcall ]
Keep 'em covered, Kid.
It's Black Feather's
scout.
Garth, you tell him
everything's all right.
Garth?
Judge, I want to hear
every word you say.
Black Feather
at fork of river.
He come now.
Tell him
he'll be welcome.
[ speaks native language ]
You're gettin' to be
a good little soldier
here, Judge.
How long do you figure
it'll be before the
old man gets here?
Half hour, no more.Good.
Don't turn, Mr. Troxel,
until I tell you.
There's a g*n on you.
On you, I'm afraid,
Judge.
Good work, Clay.
What happened here?Drugged.
From the way
he looks.
Keep him covered.
You?
I'm sorry.
There. Let me take
a look at you.
You feel all right?Yeah.
All right,
get in the house.
Don't give me that
judicial look, Henry.
If my job paid
a decent wage,
we wouldn't be here now.
You don't
believe that, do you?
No.
Then suppose you tell me
why I'm working for
a man like Troxel.
No matter how much
your job paid you,
you'd always be tempted
to switch sides
if someone offered you
a little more.
It's easy for you to talk.
Look what you've got.
Tell Bear
I want to see him.
Get out there
and watch the girl.
Give you any trouble?No.
That's a smart trick
you tried to pull--
very smart.
I'll remember it.
What do you think they're
gonna do to us all?
It don't matter
what I think.
There's nothin'
we can do about it now.
We had our chance.
Look, I told you
I was sorry about that.
Well, sorry don't get
the hay in, buddy.
How is he?Sleepin'.
What are you
playin' with?
Hangman's noose.
Never can tell when
one might come in handy.
That's no way to do--
scaring His Honor here.
[ laughs ]
You scared, Judge?
Why, because of
your brother's hanging?
A jury convicted him.
I only passed sentence.
You didn't
have to hang him.
Let's see.
I'm trying to recall
the trial.
Your brother lived at
Morgan's Ford with a woman?
Luanna Tate.
Yeah.
She was found dead
in the back room
of your brother's shack
one morning.
She's been beaten,
as I recall,
and your brother was
asleep in the front room.
That's right.
He was out of town
that night.
He didn't even know
she was dead.
Pretty hard to believe.
Joe Bristow's been dead
six years.
There's no reason
he'd lie about it now.
I'm tellin' you straight out,
he didn't do it.
Oh, that's right.
You said earlier
you spent the time
in town with your brother
when she was k*lled.
Why couldn't he have
k*lled her when he got back?
I'll tell you why,
Judge.
Me and my brother,
we went over to
Fetterman that night--
on some business.
Only the business
didn't work out.
So, we cracked open
a bottle.
On the way home,
Joe passed out.
I got him home about
5:00 in the morning.
I just tossed him in bed
and went on my way.
Some folks come by
and found her body.
And they found Joe
still asleep right where
I left him.
If he was innocent,
I would think you'd be
out looking for the person
who did do it.
If I knew where to look,
I wouldn't be sittin' here
listening to you.
Did she have any friends?
Any men who
came to see her
when your brother
was away?No!
She wasn't that kind.Oh, you knew her?
Of course I knew her.
Joe and me were friends.
What was she like?
Pretty, real pretty.
But not the kind
who would open a door
to a stranger?
No.
Hmm.
This business
you and your brother
had at Fetterman--
what was it?
What's that got
to do with it?
Well...
I don't know.
Just curious.
We were gonna crack
a Wells Fargo box.
You said earlier
it didn't work out.
The wagon
never came through.
And it was while you were
away with your brother
that you think
the girl was k*lled?
That's how it had to be.
It's too bad your brother
didn't have a better lawyer.
What do you mean?
I remember
all during the trial,
he was trying to
persuade the jury
that some dr*fter
committed the crime.
Yet nobody had seen
any stranger around.
What are you getting at?
Well, now, I'd have
looked closer to home,
for someone who had
your brother's...
friendship.
And who knew
he wouldn't be home,
and who coveted
his woman.
Why do you say that?
Well, figure it out
for yourself.
Troxel here says she
wouldn't let a stranger
in the house
if she were there alone.
Yet, someone did
get inside.
So, it's safe to assume
it's someone she knew
and trusted.
Go on.
Following
the same reasoning,
we can also assume
that this friend
knew that your brother
wasn't home...
and knew that he wouldn't
be home for some time.
Yeah. You said you went
to Fetterman
to stage a robbery?
Well...
your brother wouldn't
confide a thing like that
to a chance acquaintance,
would he?
It would've had to be
someone...
very close to him.
Someone who had
his complete confidence.
Someone who knew him
so well
that the defense
could call him as
a character witness.
The only witness
we had was...
[ laughs ]
It won't work, Judge.
It was a good try,
but it won't work.
Are you trying
to make me believe
that you think--
I'm not trying to make you
believe anything.
But if I was a betting man,
I'd give odds
that your friend here
couldn't establish
where he was that night.
[ laughs ]
You're not fallin'
for that, are you?
I'm not fallin'
for anything.
I'm just tryin'
to remember.
I'm trying to remember
why you didn't come
with us that night.
What difference
does that make?
Don't you see what
he's trying to do?
Where were you
that night, Troxel?
How do I know
where I was?!
It was six years ago!
I can't remember!
I can remember!
I can remember a lot!
You were always
hangin' around!
Sure, I was!
We were friends!
Why shouldn't I?
Bear, Troxel, stop it!
You k*lled her.You're crazy.
You k*lled her!
You let my brother
hang for it!
Stay right where you are!
[ grunting ]
I think you'd
better take this.
I feel kind of funny.
Thank you, son.
How'd you figure
it out so quick
about him killin'
the woman?
I wonder if he did.
My friend.
Welcome to Shiloh.
I heard sounds
of sh**ting.
It's all over.
There won't be
any more sh**ting.
I'll cool 'em off.
I'll help you.
I'll be right back.
Fine.
Well, did you have
a nice ride?
Wonderful.
He's a good boy.
Just took him a while
to shake down.
I gather
you've forgiven him
for sending himself
that telegram.
Telegram--Eddie!
This came for you today.
"Wyoming stuff excellent.
"Plan series of
continuing features--
your byline.
"Vacation cancelled,
return immediately.
McConnaghy, editor."
Eddie Tighe,
if this telegram
is another one of your--
No, this one's
for real.
But, you know,
I have another
vacation next year.
We'll see
if we can't whip up
some more excitement
for you next year.
[ laughter ]
Well...
is he ready?
Almost.
Sorry to see him go?
Seems like just when
everything was the way
it was in Chicago,
he has to leave.
You heard what he said.
He'll be back next year.
We'll have to start
all over again.
Heh heh.
I'm all set.
I can't thank you
enough, sir.
It's our pleasure.
Well..
Buggy's outside.
No hurry. Randy and I
will get your luggage
aboard.
Let's go, Randy.
Don't take two of us
to load two suitcases.
Oh, yes, it does.
Well, it was nice
of your father
to leave us alone.
I guess he thinks
I might want to
kiss you good-bye.
I guess he did.
Do you mind?
Well...
guess I'd better
be goin' along.
Oh, Eddie! Oh!
[ laughing ]
So long, now!
Bye!Bye!
Bye!
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02x23 - The Intruders
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The series was loosely based on The Virginian: Horseman of the Plains, a 1902 Western novel by Owen Wister that Hollywood had previously adapted for movies.
The series was loosely based on The Virginian: Horseman of the Plains, a 1902 Western novel by Owen Wister that Hollywood had previously adapted for movies.