05x18 - Conspiracy of Corruption

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[male narrator] The FBI.

A Quinn Martin production.

Starring Efrem Zimbalist Jr.

Also starring Philip Abbott.

William Reynolds.

With guest stars

James Olson.

Katherine Justice.

Armando Silvestre.

And special guest star J.D. Cannon.

Tonight's Episode, Conspiracy Of Corruption.

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On October 17th while ranch foreman, Peter Griffith

lay in a coma in a nearby hospital

unable to identify his assailant.

Local sheriffs, deputies and state highway patrolman

began an investigation under the general direction

of Las Mantas County Sheriff, William Temple.

However, within hours of the crime

the Las Mantas county prosecutor

called the FBI Headquarters in Washington.

Because suspicion had arisen

that a law enforcement officer might have been the assailant

and there by violated the civil rights of the victim.

The Attorney General ordered the FBI into the case

under the provisions of the civil rights statutes.

It's not a very happy situation.

It never is when a law enforcement officer is

suspected of committing a crime.

That's why I thought it's so important

that you two get the first plane out.

Did the doctors have anything encouraging

to say about Griffith's condition?

No. He's still critical.

And they had to take the chance

of flying him up to the state capital

for better medical facilities.

There's some sort of paralysis, uh..

He may not be able to give us nay information.

Even if he does recover.

What kind of evidence does

the county prosecutor have, Mr. Ward?

Well, for one thing we've had a report that, uh

a sheriff's black and white sedan was spotted

at the scene of the crime.

Well, that plus the fact that the Sheriff Temple's

had it in for Griffith for some time.

Attorney General based his request

for our investigation on both points.

Was there ever any actual threat made by either men?

We don't know if it went that far.

But Sheriff Temple, but the Wyant Ranch.

I also don't know anything about

both Griffith and Cliff Wyant.

Wyant's very influential and powerful

which means there's gonna be a lot of pressure on this.

Not only out in the field but back here in Washington.

Who's the resident agent there?

John Potter.

He's driving to Las Mantas.

He'll meet you there and introduce you to Sheriff Temple.

And Temple's directing the investigation.

Yeah, we'll be shaking hands

with the prime suspect in the case.

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Bill, they just passed the crossing.

Well, I better go out and welcome them.

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- John! - Sheriff Temple.

I'd like you to meet Inspector Erskine.

- Special Agent Colby. - Sheriff.

- Sheriff! - Inspector! Mr. Colby.

Well, I can't say I was surprised when John called

and said that you were on the way.

Good, let's get right on it, shall we, sheriff?

Alright!

They came from a 30-30 hunting r*fle, inspector.

You make plaster impressions of the tie marks and foot prints?

Yes, we did.

We'd like to forward all the evidence you have

back to Washington immediately.

But they're evidence in an attempted m*rder investigation.

And also in a civil rights investigation, sheriff.

Alright!

Sheriff, the 30-30 is one of the standard weapons

in your department, isn't it?

Yes, it is. We have four of 'em.

We'd like to send them back as well

for comparison with the slug.

Alright!

There's something I've gotta tell you.

One of our g*ns is missing.

Disappeared or was stolen about five days ago

from one of our cars.

Did you record the theft?

- No, I didn't. - Why not?

Well, I guess, I kept hoping we'd find it.

Sheriff, the night that Griffith was shot

where were you?

On routine patrol.

Did you have a deputy with you?

No, I was alone.

I understand you had a conversation

with Griffith that morning.

Yes, I'd had several talks with him.

Tried to make him realize that somebody'd get k*lled

if he and Wyant didn't stop importing braceros.

Cliff Wyant, all the money in the world and he still

insists on bringing in the cheapest labor he can get.

Did you really expect Griffith to turn against his employer?

My quarrel wasn't really with Griffith.

I think he's a fairly honest man.

But over the years he'd seen Wyant change

and I just about had him to the point where

he was willing to go along with me.

In what way?

Contact me the next time

they were gonna pick up a load of braceros.

That's all I've been waiting for.

I could make an arrest and get Wyant into a federal court.

- But he didn't contact you. - No.

Sheriff, how did the trouble between you and Wyant start?

Well, I guess, when I first put on this batch.

You see, Cliff Wyant isn't just a power around here

he's a way of life.

This town is in his pocket.

So is the whole county.

Maybe even the state.

Everyone except you?

Either I'm the law here or he is.

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I know what this informant from across the border

thought he saw.

But I've only got six black and white sedans.

Three were on patrol, I was in the fourth.

And the other two are in Kyle Harris' garage

for servicing.

You've any idea who this informant might be?

I don't think it was one of the braceros themselves.

But it might have been the contact man

who brings them across.

I was hoping to arrest him and Griffith at the point of sale.

Griffith changed his mind and didn't call you as he promised.

Mm-hmm.

[horses galloping]

Cliff Wyant and his daughter.

Imagine they'd like to talk to you alone, Inspector.

- That's alright, sheriff. - Might be easier.

Get a good set of the sheriff's tire impressions.

Afternoon!

Inspectors Erskine, I imagine.

Mr. Wyant.

How do you do?

My daughter, Laurel.

How are you?

I just flew in from the capital.

I must say I'm a little surprised to see

Sheriff Temple is still free as a breeze.

Well, he's still the sheriff, Mr. Wyant.

He's performing his duty.

Oh, I imagine he will.

Right up to the moment you put the handcuffs on him.

How do you think it happened?

Well, all I know is he'd been harassing Pete for a long time.

Probably watched every move Pete made.

And I understand, the sheriff was out alone that night.

He...could have spotted Pete, followed him here.

Why do you think he'd do a thing like that, Mr. Wyant?

Why do you think he could do a thing like that, Mr. Erskine?

Hard to say.

You suppose he could have heard

that Griffith was planning to bring some aliens in illegally.

Now, that would have to be proven in the court of law.

Wouldn't it, inspector?

Why don't we wait and see what happens?

Pete Griffith's half dead.

Everyone here knows who did it.

Why are we wasting so much time?

'Cause he's the sheriff?

[Clifford] 'Easy now, Laurel.'

Mr. Erskine and his people

are just getting to know us in this area.

Matter of fact, I'd like to extend an invitation to you.

Visit the Wyant Ranch.

We'll, that's an invitation

I accept with pleasure, Mr. Wyant.

Good. Anytime. Just give us a call.

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Inspector.

I got it, unit four out.

Inspector. State police called in.

One of the patrols just found what might be the m*rder g*n

along the road side near Madera.

- How far is that from here? - 25 miles.

Where's the g*n now?

It's on its way to the Las Mantas county sheriff's office.

Uh, it's definitely the r*fle that was missing, Lew.

The serial number matches the number in the g*n locker.

Good. How soon can we get it off to Washington?

Oh, we can get it out on the 6 o'clock flight.

Call for you from Washington, Inspector. Line one.

Well, thank you.

Erskine!

I'm starting to get some inquiries, Lewis

from so called friends of Wyant.

The questions goes something like this, uh

we have a prime suspect, motive of long standing.

A report that one of his cars was at the crime scene.

How much more do we need?

Well, the answer to that may..

The answer to that may be in the evidence

we're flying out to you within the hour.

[Arthur] 'Oh, what is it?'

Possibly the weapon used in the crime.



From the sheriff's office.

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[Lewis] 'Hot day for that kind of work.'

Yeah!

Yeah, it is but..

...I promised it for tomorrow and

I'm Kyle Harris.

Owner, chief mechanic and

general flunky of this place of business.

Believe it or not, I keep my promises.

You're the FBI man, aren't you?

One of them. My name's Erskine.

These the two vehicles that were brought in

for repair the night of the 16th?

[Kyle] 'Yeah, that's right.'

Freshly washed, huh?

That mean they're ready to go back?

Oh, no. I'm waiting for parts on both of them.

See, I did a wheel alignment job on the one

and put some new brushes and plugs on the other.

So I road tested them today and had them washed.

Is that of some interest to the FBI?

Maybe.

You service all the sheriff's cars?

Oh, yeah, yeah, him and all the sheriffs before him.

See, we, uh, board 'em in and board 'em out.

That means, you disapprove of Sheriff Temple?

No, I didn't say that.

I mean, he has new ideas, new ways of doing things but..

...maybe it's for the best.

See in this town there's not so much people

dislikin' the sheriff

is that they know he's gone up against Clifford Wyant.

'That can't help but be a mistake.'

Wyant's done everything good around here, one man can't.

Hmm.

I'd like to see the mileage logs on those two vehicles.

Mileage logs?

Yeah, I understand when the deputies bring the cars in

they leave mileage logs that can be checked

against the speedometers for lubrication tags.

Oh, yeah. It must be here someplace.

Probably in the desk.

Let me take a look.

I don't see them right off. But they got to be here.

Uh, I'll tell you what, I'll take a good long look

in the morning and call either you or the sheriff.

That is if the sheriff's still around to be called.

I appreciate.

Sure thing.

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There.

How do I look?

Absolutely radiant.

A beauty. A real beauty, Laurel.

You're just saying that because I'm a Wyant.

And I'm yours and because it's true.

I'm glad your friends called.

Talked you into going to the club.

I'd much rather go up to the capital and be with Pete.

There's nothing you can do there or talk to.

Still no change.

Nobody anyone near him, got a guard

standing by all the time.

How about you come into the club too?

You've been under terrible strain.

Uh, thanks, no. I better stay here.

That young FBI man called.

He and his boss are on their way out.

Then how about if I stay too?

And then after they leave, we could go to Morelos's bar.

Young lady, I did not build that country club

and an 18 hole golf course and a dance pavilion

so you could sit around Morelos's bar.

That's no place for a girl like you.

[chuckles] It's funny.

I'm so much like you and you can't see it.

Pete did, that why he always let me come along.

Poor Pete.

Laurel, you still got a good chance.

I know.

When I wake up in the morning, or half wake up and think

Tuesday, Pete and I had to go out and check on the new grass

on the Sierra Vista side

and then I remembered Pete may never check anything anymore.

I better get started.

You enjoy yourself.

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[doorbell ringing]

Welcome to the Wyant Ranch, inspector.

Can I have Maria bring you anything?

- Uh, no, thank you. - Thank you, Maria.

Come in. Come in, sit down.

I'm sure there are certain questions you'd like to ask me

about Pete Griffith, inspector.

Uh, go right ahead.

Thank you.

Leaving out the question of right or wrong for the moment

if Griffith was waiting for braceros

it would seem there must've been a contact man.

I should imagine.

You have no idea who that might have been?

Uh, there were certain things I didn't question Pete about

and if I didn't, nobody would.

Well, did he have any enemies here in Las Mantas

like, um, disgruntled former employees

who might have threatened him?

Well, if we have any, uh, disgruntled former employees

I doubt they'd stay around this part of the country.

Let alone threaten any of us.

I see.

Well, then Mr. Wyant, you must realize

that you don't have to tell us anything

and whatever you say can be used against you.

I am aware of my rights but, uh, why all the fuss?

Pete's going to make it then he'll tell you

himself who shot him.

We can't count on that, even if he does recover.

The shots were fired from behind some brush.

Griffith probably never even got a look at whoever it was.

Ambushed? Is that what you're saying?

In fact.

Mr. Wyant, where were you the night of sh**ting?

Alright, I was in Morelos's.

Uh, it's a bar in Las Mantas. The best bar.

That's not saying very much but, uh, it's quieter

than the country club.

I got there, uh, about 9:00.

Morelos should be able to pin the time down for you.

But may I ask, uh, why I need an alibi?

Some people say Sheriff Temple is the only man in this county

whoever defied you and got away with it.

If you two were at odds

we'd, uh, we'd like to verify your account.

That's an explanation I can accept.

Temple thinks that because he is sheriff

that gives him the right to badger

and harass me and my men.

It's happened before in this part of the country.

Man puts on a badge, he thinks that gives him

the power over other men.

Even the power of life and death.

Sheriff Temple can't stand me or what I represent around here.

He's been trying to beat me down ever since he took office.

Thank you.

Excuse me.

Uh, Lou, may I talk to you for a minute?

I'll be right back.

In less than half an hour ago, Mexican police raided

a warehouse just across the border.

They found two dozen braceros.

But the man in charge of them escaped after a gunfight.

- Who is he? - His name is Carlos Lara.

He's holed up in a barn on a farm about five miles

this side of the border.

He somehow managed to get to a phone.

Called Potter, who told me he wanted to talk to the FBI.

Ah, one thing more, he told Potter

that, uh, if Sheriff Temple gets to him first

he's afraid Temple will k*ll him.

Alright, I'm asking you one last time

Come on out..

...or we're comin' in.

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Bill...take it easy.

According to the Mexican police, they wounded him.

He won't run far.

You better take cover. I'm not waitin' any longer.

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Sheriff?

Over here, inspector.

I've got men flanking the barn

but I think I'm gonna have to go in and get him.

Do you mind my asking what you're doing here?

Lara called the outfit. He wants to talk to us.

I'm sure John told you.

Well, he's armed and he's wounded.

If you want to talk to him, go right ahead.

Lara?

I'm Inspector Erskine with the FBI.

'Come out unarmed and you'll be safe.'

You got something that says you're an FBI man.

Yes, I have.

I'll show it to you if you'll let me.

Alright.

You take a flashlight

and you point it at the ground

and you start walking this way.

Alone.

Sheriff, do you have a flashlight?

Oh, look, inspector, this is crazy.

H.. He's had it. He's gonna take you along with him.

The flashlight just makes you a lighted target.

Thanks. Flashlight, please.

We'll cover as best we can.

Lara? I'm coming in.

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[Carlos] 'Hold it. Hold it.'

[gasping] You put that light on your face.

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'I said you put that light on your face.'

Okay.

Now come the rest of the way.

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'Come on.'

Alright.

Now toss me the light.

Easy. Easy.

Okay. Show me your ID.

"Lewis Erskine."

Sorry to put you through so much trouble, Mr. Erskine

but, but I couldn't take the chance of having

Sheriff Temple put a slug into me

like he did with Pete Griffith.

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Lara claims he actually called the state police

to identify Sheriff Temple

as having been at the scene of the crime.

But he hung up because he was afraid

he might be talking to one of Temple's friends.

Is he willing to testify it was Temple he saw?

Yes, he is.

That's why he asked to talk to us first.

[sighing] Well, then I would think that just about does it.

I have the ballistics report here.

There's no question that the b*llet the doctor's removed

from Griffith was fired from the weapon you forwarded to us.

Right. You'll see the civil rights division

about issuing a warrant.

Right, Lewis.

The warrant charges that while acting under color of law

as a law enforcement officer

you willfully violated the civil rights of Peter Griffith.

I'm sure you know your rights, sheriff.

You have the right to remain silent.

And have an attorney present.

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What reason do we give for going back to Las Mantas, Lou?

Tom, we're going back because I'm not satisfied.

[male #1 on radio] 'Unit 1 to Unit 2.'

- Erskine. - 'John Porter, inspector.'

[male #1] 'We've just been notified that Sheriff Temple made bail'

'on the civil rights charge and is no longer in custody.'

Right, John. We're on our way back anyway.

There's still a few things that have to be cleared up.

I'll meet you at the hotel.

[John] 'Yes, sir.'

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Good morning, inspector.

Don't tell me we're getting to be that familiar

a sight around here.

It's a small town.

And there's still that fine old

Western tradition of curiosity about a stranger, huh?

Sure, we're very old and very heavy in old Western tradition.

Hmm.

Have you known Cliff Wyant a long time?

Ever since I was a kid.

- Pretty good customer? - Very good.

The music never stops when he's here.

Was he here Wednesday night?

Yes. He came in about 9:00 because Joe Cruz was still here.

Joe stops in for a quick one

then goes back and closes up his service station.

And what time did Wyant leave?

Right around 11:30.

He watched the news as he usually does, then he left.

Did he leave the bar at any other time?

No, sir, when Mr. Wyant sits down to relax

and have a few, he don't jump up.

I see.

Mr. Morelos, since I've been in Las Mantas

I've found out quite a bit about it.

I heard for instance that some of the earlier sheriffs

were in the habit of arresting men on a Saturday night

for having a few drinks in them

'knowing that he could get 30 days free labor out of them'

in the county work g*ng.

But that, uh, Sheriff Temple changed all that.

In fact, they say he accomplished

quite a bit around here.

Alright. He did some good.

Have you ever given the county 30 days free labor

because you happen to have a few drinks in you

on a Saturday night?

I still say Mr. Wyant was here that night.

Thank you, Mr. Morelos.

Si, senor.

The same one, alright.

That's three calves lost in the last week.

Did you find the cat's tracks?

Found it. Lost it again in Prouder's wash.

I'm gonna take the dogs after lunch.

Go out after it.

Ah, wish Pete was here.

Those two fellas I had with me

they couldn't find a cat in a pet shelter.

Suppose I go with you?

That won't be necessary.

How was the dance?

It was alright.

Any word on Pete?

They said they'll call if there's any change.

I doubt it'd do any good to fly up there.

You told me yourself there's nothing else we can do.

I know. You're right.

Daddy, I wanna go after the cat.

I wanna go with you.

Promise to be careful?

Alright.

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Alright, inspector.

I think the next step is for me to, uh, talk to the DA.

And the next step after that would seem to be the filing

of a formal complaint.

I've talked to the US Attorney's office and he agrees

that the, uh, local prosecution

should take immediate precedence.

Well, we want to thank you for all the assistance

you've given us, inspector.

Well, I tell you, Mr. Reece, there are, uh, one or two things

I'd like to clear up before we leave.

[phone ringing]

Las Mantas County Sheriff's Office, Deputy Joyner speaking.

Who's calling please?

Mr. Ward in Washington.

[Lewis] 'Yes, Arthur.'

Oh, Lewis, we now have the three tire impressions you sent.

Yes, the, uh, last was taken

right after Sheriff Temple drove off.

Well, that's the best of the three.

We can now say with certainty that Sheriff Temple's car

did not make either of the first two.

Well, what do they indicate, anything?

Well, they're from a heavier, older model sedan

and a heavy truck.

Different tire widths and tread patterns.

I see.

Well, thanks, Arthur. I-I'll talk to you later.

Joyner, Sheriff Temple drove your newest sedan, didn't he?

One of them. We got three this year.

Well, last Wednesday night, would all three

of the newer ones have been on patrol?

Yeah. Plus one of the older ones.

The other two were in the garage.

I gather the tire impressions don't match.

That's right, they don't.

Well, Temple is a kind of a scientific crime buff.

Is there any reason why he couldn't have driven

his nice new sedan back here

and, uh, taken one from the garage?

No reason.

He had all the master keys on a big ring..

...including one for the garage.

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Oh.

Inspector, so you're still here, huh?

I was wondering if you've found the log sheets

on those two sedans.

Uh, no, as a matter of fact.

Uh, must be around the house someplace.

Mr. Harris, we've reached the point in our investigation

where we have to ask you some very important questions.

Now you don't have to answer and you're entitled to an attorney.

Sure, sure.

What else you want to know?

We looked over the deputy's log sheets

for the last day the car has been used.

We added and extra half mile

from here to the sheriff's office.

- That's, uh, closer to a mile. - Like.

Deputy Joyner and Mr. Colby here checked the mileage

on both cars this morning.

Sedan UYM 314

had been driven an additional two miles.

Sure. I road tested it.

Had her washed.

But the other squad car, COV 080 had been driven

an additional 53 miles.

Uh, that's impossible.

You mean, to drive that far just to road test

to set her points and plugs.

The distance between your garage

and the spot where Griffith was shot

is a little over 26 miles.

Or about 53 round trip.

That car never left the garage until I--

Mr. Harris, would you be willing to say that under oath?

We know that Sheriff Temple's car was not at the crime scene

and we know from tire impressions

that one of the two in your garage was.

I didn't drive that car.

But you know who did.

Okay.

Wednesday night about 7:30, I got a call.

Take of the sedans over behind the rail road station

and leave it there.

Who made the call?

Cliff Wyant.

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Fundamentally, it's the same statement

you gave, Inspector Erskine

just on county paper.

Sure.

- That it? - That's it, Carlos.

Thank you.

Do you think once Sheriff Temple's in jail

I can be released?

We'll see about it.

Inspector Erskine, there was a call for you.

Laurel Wyant.

Thank you.

[phone ringing]

- Hello? - Ms. Wyant?

Oh, hello, inspector. My father asked me to call.

We're going out after a marauding

mountain lion this afternoon.

He wondered if you'd care to join us.

That's very kind of your father, Ms. Wyant.

But I'm afraid I won't be able to make it.

Oh, that's right. You're catching the 2'o clock plane.

No, we're staying on a little longer.

I talked to Deputy District Attorney Reece earlier

and he said the investigation was finished.

You've got the guilty man.

Surely the man who shot Pete Griffith

is going to be tried and punished.

Yes, the man who did it will be, Ms. Wyant.

There's some indications

the investigation may only be starting.

Oh, I see.

Well, I-I'm sorry that you can't make it.

Maybe some other time.

- Goodbye, inspector. - 'Alright.'

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Afternoon, boys.

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[dogs barking]

Alright! Let 'em go!

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Beautiful day for a hunt, isn't it?

Anything wrong, honey?

No. Not really.

Come on, come on. I know you.

I didn't want you to worry.

But when I talked to Inspector Erskine this morning

he said something kinda odd.

He said that the investigation might only be starting.

Well, I don't understand that.

Deputy DA said Temple had been booked this morning.

I know. They must've found something else.

Something else?

What is there for them to find?

I don't know.

Forget it.

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I got the scent!

Do you know Cliff Wyant?

Yeah. Yeah, I've seen him around.

Would you say there's a resemblance

between him and Sheriff Temple?

No. No, none at all.

Why do you ask?

You still want us to believe it was Sheriff Temple

you saw behind the wheel of that black and white car

the night of Wednesday the 16th, huh?

Look, I told you people before.

The light wasn't that good that night Carlos.

Maybe you didn't recognize anybody.

Who do you suppose gave the Mexican Police the tip

'that almost got you k*lled?'

Who would've benefitted if Sheriff Temple had shot you?

Who's the one person who could just walk away

without anybody the wiser.

Who would that be, Carlos?

Wyant.

Wyant was in the black and white car.

You know, he even called me the next day.

He told me I wouldn't have to worry again.

He promised me. We-we had a deal.

And then he called the Mexican Police.

He tried to get me k*lled.

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[dogs barking]

[growling]

[g*nsh*t]

The dogs! Get the dogs!

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It's too dangerous to take the dogs up there.

Those two might wind up sh**ting one of us.

Jeff! You boys wait here.

You wait here too. I'll go get him.

No. Let me go too, please?

Alright.

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[engine revving]

[growling]

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[tires screeching]

[growling]

[g*nsh*t]

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Watch it!

[breathing heavily]

Oh, it's a beautiful cat.

Pete would..

Pete would really liked to have been here.

He would've been proud of you.

I'm proud of you, too.

I know.

[engine revving]

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Laurel got him. How do you like that?

Right up there on the crest.

Jeff, you go get him.

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That's the sheriff's car, isn't it?

You know, on second thought, maybe I'd better show Jeff

where he is.

It might take him all day and probably

break a leg in the bargain.

Jeff..

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Ms. Wyant, where's your father?

We just k*lled a mountain lion that's been raiding our calves.

Why? Is something wrong?

Mr. Wyant!

This is Deputy Joyner!

'Mr. Wyant!'

Jeff.

You can go back now.

Mr. Wyant!

I don't understand. What's this all about?

Ms. Wyant, I have to tell you..

...that your father is responsible

for Griffith being shot.

Not Sheriff Temple.

Mr. Wyant, it'd be easier if you just come down

but if we have to we'll come up!

No. That's impossible.

They've known each other since they were little boys.

Pete would do anything for dad except..

Except what?

They didn't have to be any sh**ting.

He wasn't gonna go through with it.

You mean, he wasn't gonna help the sheriff

make a case against your father?

Dad found out Pete had talked to Temple.

He gave him a rough time about it.

Pete got angry, threatened to drive all those braceros

down to the sheriff's office but...he'd never do that.

He was just hurt because daddy didn't trust him.

Wyant!

'You coming down?'

No good, Erskine.

I don't see myself in a cell block.

Dad! No!

Give up!

I'll stay with you! Help you!

'Just give up!'

Wish I could, honey.

I wish, I could.

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Stand where you are, Wyant.

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I understand Laurel Wyant's

gonna take over running the ranch.

Well, I wouldn't be surprised if she did a pretty good job.

That's it, Bill.

And that's no small accomplishment

to be in jail one day and back running it the next.

It'll be nice to have things back to normal again.

I wonder if it'll ever be back to normal.

Oh, I'm sure it will be one day.

Why did you come back?

I figured once I was arrested

that was going to be the end of it.

Well, I guess you've been sheriff long enough

to know all about hunches.

I'm glad you stick around.

So am I.

Bye, sheriff.

Inspector.

Sheriff.

Mr. Colby.

Inspector.

Um..

Thank you.

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[male narrator] Peter Griffith recovered from his wound.

Clifford Wyant was tried and convicted in state court

of as*ault with a deadly weapon and attempted m*rder.

Kyle Harris, Juan Morelos, and Carlos Lara

were found guilty of furnishing

false information to federal officers

and sentenced to terms in a federal penitentiary.

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