02x26 - Turn of a Card

[bunniefuu]

How much more time
do you think we have?

At best, maybe four
or five days, Mr. Barkley.

You sure you can't do
anything more with that pump?

I'm positive.

You don't get
another one in here,

you can write this mine off.

Wait a minute.
The Donovan mine has a pump.

They're using it.

Lucky Star's got one coming up
form San Francisco,

but they don't figure
it'll get here
for another 10 weeks.

Mr. Barkley.

Oh, Jarrod.
Any luck?

Yeah, I found out
they're auctioning off a pump

over at Sali Rosa.

Peterson says it's
big enough to do the job

if we can get it here
in time.

We'll get it here.
How much money does it cost?

$5,000 minimum bid,
but cash.

Oh.

It's a government
bankruptcy sale,

and they won't accept
a bank draft

without holding
the merchandise
until it clears.

That holds up
two or three weeks.

That's too late,
Mr. Barkley.

-I know.
-Now, wait a minute.

Anyone else trying for it?

No. All we have to have
is the cash.

Then we'll just
have to get the cash.

That's not so easy, Nick.
It's a weekend.

Oh.

But I figured we could
telegraph Heath at home.

He could go
into Stockton and dig up
the cash somehow,

and if he really pushes,

he could meet us in Sali Rosa
in time for the sale.

Well, what are you waiting on?
Why don't you get going?

-Keep your feet dry.
-[chuckles] Yeah, thanks.

♪♪ [theme]

Mr. Barkley.

-Got that keg of beer?
-You bet I have.

Nice and chill,
just right for the picnic.

Good enough.

Beats me where you get
the muscle.

From playing the pipes, boy.

Say, have you heard
from your brothers?

Not a word.

Spare a little?

What's the big occasion?

Poker game,
and a bloody one.

Who's playing?

Fella named Martinson--
Spider Martinson.

Local talent's been trying
to take him.

Professional?

I'm not sure,
but I'll tell you this--

he's too good
for them fellas.

Say, why don't you
take him on?

[scoffs]
That'll be the day.

King, nine, seven.

I'll give you a hand
with the keg.

Wait a minute.
Isn't that Jack Carpenter
playing?

Yeah.

I'll get it in a minute.

What's it to me?

Two dollars.

That is if you want to play.

I'll give you a marker.

Sure you're good
for the two dollars?

-Listen, you--
-You work around here?

-No.
-Maybe you own a few thousand
acres of land?

You making fun of me,
mister?

No, just trying to find out
if you're good for two dollars.

Anyone here can vouch
for this man?

No?

No job, no money in the bank,

maybe you own a gold mine

or a gold watch.

I'll take any kind
of collateral at all, mister.

No collateral, no game.

Anybody here
wants to lend you two dollars,

see you through this pot,
you're in.

If not,
you're holding up the game.

Let's see.

That's two dollars to me,

and I'll raise it five.

All right, I'll call that

and raise you five more.

Up another five.

Call.

What have you got?

Two pair, kings high.

It's your pot.

Thanks for the game.

We're only just beginning,
Mr. Carpenter.

Now that the pikers are out,

why don't you and I play
a little real poker?

CARPENTER:
I've had enough.

Anybody else want to play?

Heath, he's too sharp
for me anyway,

but you're the best
poker player in town.

Whisky.

I'd like to play with
the best poker player in town.

Maybe some other time.

No, no, wait, please,

do sit down, mister--

I'm sorry.
I didn't catch your name.

Where's my--

Clumsy, stupid...

[crowd murmuring]

Cut your lip.

Thank you.

You hit him pretty hard.

Got some place
we can put him?

In the back.

Grab yourself some feet.

Easy, now, boy.
Easy.

Hand me that pillow there.

Say, he's got a nasty bump
on the head, lad.

I'd better send for a doctor.

Don't worry.
The doctor will be here soon.

Why don't you sit down?

He treat you that way
all the time?

No, not all the time.

Do you have
a good doctor here?

Sure do,

and banged heads
are his specialty.

Where are you from?

Moorea.

Where's that?

It's an island,
near Tahiti.

I don't think I've heard
of it.

It has a reef,

and you can hear
the surf pounding on it

all over the island.

There are butterflies,

and the beaches are black,

with black sand.

There's a mountain
in the center of the island

with clouds around it
in a circle.

This is called La Coronne.

Sounds nice.

Yes, and it smells good, too.

There are Tiare Tahiti

growing all over the island.

Tiare--

that's my name,

Tiare Fane.

I'm Heath Barkley.

Morrissey said
it was an emergency.

I'm waiting for a baby
to be born.

You're lucky.

If he had hit his head
an inch more to the right,

the sheriff would be here
instead of me.

He was slapping
the girl around.

He has the right to.

Nobody has that right.

You're wrong.

I belong to him.

You mean you're his wife?

No, he bought me.

I'm his property.

[grumbles]

He's coming to.

Might be a good idea
if he doesn't see you.

How is he?

He's coming around.

That's good.
I can't stand to have
anybody dying on my property.

You know,
it's against my policy,

but I'm about to buy you
a drink on the house.

Oh, Mrs. Barkley.

Piper.

Good day to you,
ma'am.

Heath, I'm glad I caught you
before you left.

This came for you.
There's trouble at the mine.

I'll say there's trouble.
It's flooding.

Where are we going to get
$5,000

with the banks all closed?

That's the other reason
I came.

Piper, we need $5,000.

Five thousand d--

Now, where would I be getting
that kind of money?

You'll get it
out of your safe.

Safe? What safe?

Oh, Piper, you've been
in the loan business,

that I know of,
for the past five years.

How much interest
are you charging now--



Now, what a thing to say.

Piper, we need $5,000 now.

But it would take away
my working capital
for the weekend.

Supposin' I get a run
at the faro table.

Sell some more beer.

I'm sorry, Mrs. Barkley.

There's nobody on Earth
I'd rather help than you,
but I--

Piper, do you remember
how we first met?

I don't think I know
to what you're referring.

Let me refresh your memory.

When you first came to town,

you needed money
to buy this place.

All right, s-so you lent me
a little money.

A little?

Maybe $1,500 doesn't seem
a lot to you now,

but it was a matter of life
or death then, wasn't it?

$5,000.

$5,000.

All right, I'll sell
a little more beer.

I checked.

There's a train leaving
in a few hours.

It connects with a stage
to Sali Rosa.

Here's a change of clothes

and your razor.

Well, if I don't get there
in time,

I'll know what to do
with the razor.

Now, just take it easy.

You'll be all right
after a little rest.

Yeah, thanks.

Well, I must be off,

but if you have any headaches
or anything tomorrow,

you might stop by my office.

Keep your hands off.

Where's the man who hit me?

Here you are,
Mrs. Barkley, $5,000.

Do you want to count it?

VICTORIA:
Oh, that won't be necessary.

I'll have the bank repay you
first thing Monday morning,

plus interest.

Yes, ma'am.

How about dinner
before I catch the train?

Good. We'll go to the hotel.

I understand they have
nice, fresh lobster.

Get our stuff ready.
We've got a train to catch.

But the doctor said
you should rest.

The doctor doesn't know
what's on that train with me,

and I wouldn't miss it
if I had a broken leg.

[whistle blows]

Well, we meet again.

So we do.

Mr. Barkley,
I wish to apologize

for my behavior
at our previous meeting.

It's all right.
All is forgotten.

No, no.
No, boorish conduct
is never really forgotten.

It's merely excused,

and that's the most I have
the right to expect of you.

How's your head?

Better.

You mind if we join you?

Sit down, Tiare.

I'll be right back.

I'm going to scout up
some cigars.

[whistle blowing]

The train goes so fast.

Thirty miles an hour.
It beats walking.

In Moorea,
if we were going this fast,

we would soon find ourselves
in the sea,

swimming in water so blue,

so clear.

What's the name
of that place again?

Moorea.

You miss it, don't you?

Is your family there?

Yes, all my fathers
and all my mothers.

All your fathers and mothers?

Our ways are different
from yours.

When we are young,

we have many fathers
and many mothers.

It's like an uncle
is a father,

and an aunt is a mother,

and one has many uncles
and many aunts,

and in every house
you're welcome.

It's like having
a family of many families.

When did you meet Martinson?

My first father took me
to Fiji two years ago,

but he fell sick and died,

and I had no way to go back
to Tahiti.

Martinson was working there,

and when he went away,

I went away with him.

But not to Tahiti.

No, not to Tahiti.

MARTINSON:
Care for a drink?

No, thanks.

Cigar?

No.

Find out
when the club car opens.

Paid $50 for her in Fiji.

Worth every cent of it,

or haven't you noticed?

I'll give you a hundred.

Oh, she's not for sale,

not yet anyway.

I don't want her for myself.

Then why buy her?

To send her home.

I'll send her home myself
in due time.

So you're
the best poker player
in Stockton.

People exaggerate.

Sometimes.

Might try a few hands,
find out.

Poker's a passion with me.

No, thanks.

Didn't think you'd scare out.

I don't.

Then how about it?

You will.

Sooner or later you will.

We change here.

Change here for Sali Rosa.

Well, this is
where I get off.

This is where we get off.

You didn't mention
you were going to Sali Rosa.

You didn't ask.

Yes, Mr. Barkley,
you're going to be sharing

the pleasure of our company.

Isn't he, Tiare ?

I'll get that.

Thank you, Mr. Barkley.

We mustn't spoil her.

You tired?

J'ai peur.

What does that mean?

It means she's frightened.

I told her about
the Indian m*ssacre here,

and she's been having
nightmares ever since.

I wouldn't worry too much
about that.

No one's seen an unfriendly
Indian in these parts

for more than a year.

Besides which Mr. Barkley's
a crack shot.

He'll defend your honor,
your scalp,

and his $5,000.

Come to think of it,
better off losing
that money to me

than turning it over
to those savages.

You seem to be well informed.

[chuckles]
Don't worry, Mr. Barkley.

I won't steal it from you.

And you won't win it either.

Whoa!

All right, folks,
everybody out.

Dry Wells.

Miguel.

Miguel.

Si, señor.

How about some food?

If you want me
to change the horses,
I can't get the food.

I'll change the horses.

Then I'll get the food.

Good.

Today we have tamale pie,

and tomorrow, too.

Por favor, sientese.

Please, sit down.

Gracias.

Uh, must've left my cigars
on the stage.

Excuse me.

I forgot my cigars.

Not bad.

Not bad.

DRIVER: Whoa!

Gosh darn it.

Everybody all right?

I think so.

Well, we're going to have
to ride the horses

back to the station.

There will be
another coach along
in the morning.

That's too late.

I've got to be in Sali Rosa
tomorrow afternoon.

That's all right,
Mr. Barkley.

You're welcome
to one of the horses.

I appreciate it.

We'll be going along
with Mr. Barkley.

I have urgent business
in Sali Rosa, too.

Mister,
with the little lady there--

it's 40 miles from here.

You'll have to bunk down
tonight.

Food is nothing
but what you can catch.

You know that stage,
it ain't much,

but it's bound to be
more comfortable.

Thanks, but we'll keep
Mr. Barkley company,

that is if you don't mind.

No, not at all.

Well, take what you want
from your baggage.

The rest will arrive
by stage.

Got a few extra blankets
if you need them.

Ma'am, it ain't gonna be
no joy ride.

We'll camp here.

How much farther.

Twenty, twenty-five miles.

What time is your auction?

Auction's at 3:00
tomorrow afternoon,

but I figure we can make
Sali Rosa easy by noon.

Whoop--

I'm sorry.

Riding 20 miles
without a saddle,

you must be pretty tired.

A little bit.

Martinson,
tie up those horses.

Gather up some firewood.

I'm going to see
if I can scout up some dinner.

Aye-aye, sir,

but just give me
one moment, please.

What's that for?

Coffee.

Go on, fill this up.

We don't have any coffee.

Man said, "take what you
need from your baggage."

Never travel without coffee,

my own special blend.

Go on, Tiare.

But the stream
is so far away.

It's 2-300 yards back there.
Go on, get going.

W-What if--

If any Indians show up,

just invite them over
for coffee.

Martinson,

you want your canteen
filled up, you fill it up.

All right, Barkley,

you're in charge here.

Well, if you're so scared,

why don't you go along
with him?

She's going to stay
right here

and just rest.

Is that all right?

I don't hold with it.

Man treats you
like a princess,

you might wish he was
your master,

but I guess I'll just have
to grin and bear it.

Try to bring back
a nice, plump partridge,
Barkley.

I'll do that.

Not exactly partridge,

but close, Barkley,

darn close.

Hm, you eat much better
in the wilderness

than I expected.

How did you get them?

Good luck.

Well, now,

if you really feel lucky,

how about a little...

I'm not that lucky.

All right.

You didn't happen
to run down

some apple pie
for the coffee, did you?

Sorry.

And here I was
about to dub you
the perfect western male.

All right, I'll dub you
Sir Heath,

the almost perfect
western male.

Gives me something
to sh**t for.

You know, Renaissance man
made a virtue of thought.

You people have made
a virtue of self sufficiency.

Well, if we don't,
we die.

I know.

That's the most
interesting thing of all.

I make my living

by finding and knowing
weaknesses

in other men.

You're one of the few
I've ever met

who doesn't seem to have any.

No, you don't seem to be
concerned

with any
of the Seven Deadly Sins.

Yet, like all men,
you must be vulnerable
to something.

Tell me, Barkley,

what do you think
your Achilles heel might be?

I get cold when the temperature
drops below freezing,

and it's dropping
pretty fast right now.

Better get some firewood.

No, please, allow me.

You young people,
amuse yourselves.

Well, we could do the dishes
if we had any.

[laughs]

You're not like anyone
I've ever met.

I don't know whether that's
a compliment or not,

but thank you.

Martinson says
you're very rich.

Rich? I guess you could say
I'm rich.

I've got people that love me,

people I love,

a nice home,

and I like my work.

I guess you could say
I'm rich.

Yes, people who love you--

that makes you very rich.

You'll go back
to your family one day.

I'm sure.

These people who love you--

one of them is a girl,
is she not?

One of them?

Yes, a man such as you

must have many girls.

Are they prettier than me?

Well, let's see.
There's Jennifer.

She's very fair
and very different from you,

but prettier?

I don't know.

But I'll tell you one thing
about Jennifer.

She's not afraid of Indians.

I'm not afraid
of Indians.

No?

No.

You sure could've fooled me.

Well, maybe a little bit,

but not when you're here,

not now.

I'm Martinson's woman.

Didn't strain yourself,
did you?

It's pretty dark back there.

Maybe we could bundle
together,

share some
of our body warmth.

I'm going to go get
some more firewood.

For a minute there,

I thought you
and our young hero Barkley...

Why didn't you let him
kiss you?

Why are you doing this?

Doing what,
pushing you at him?

Yes.

[sighs]

Tiare, do you know
what an Achilles heel is?

No.

You will, my sweet.

You will.

[g*n c*ck]

The money, Mr. Barkley,

and we'll go as nice
and quiet as we come,

with nobody hurt.

Don't make any quick moves,
Mr. Barkley.

There's another g*n
looking down your back.

Just hand me the money,
nice and easy.

Barkley!

You took a long chance.

Why?

I didn't come
all this way

to see you lose
that $5,000

to a couple
of tin horn bandits.

Thanks, Martinson,

but if you think I owe you
that poker game,

you're wrong.

I thought you might be
the kind of man

who would repay one favor
with another.

No matter.

Like every good poker player,

I may still have myself
an ace in the hole.

Understand the stage
broke down.

Mr. Beemer don't like
to be kept waiting

unless you've got
a mighty good excuse.

Yes, I know.

Mr. Thurmond,
this is Mr. Barkley.

You've met Tiare.

Let's get going.
Like I said--

I know, I know.

Mr. Beemer hates
to be kept waiting.

He's just going
to have to wait
a little while longer,

at least until
I've had a bath.

Make it a short bath,
Martinson.

Don't push your luck.

Well, I guess I better get
a receipt for these horses.

Well, good-bye, Mr. Barkley.

Thank you very much.

Good-bye, Tiare.

Tiare.

Where'd be my room?

Right down the hall.
Inside.

I'm very tired.

If I could be alone,
I would rest a bit.

I said inside.

I'm sorry, but there's
no time left.

You're my only chance.

You. You're his Achilles heel.

You, Tiare--
my only hope is you.

Tiare, what happened?

Tell me what happened?

Martinson?
Did he beat you?

[sobbing]

-You're going
to leave him, now.
-No.

I'm going to put you
on a stage
for San Francisco.

-No.
-But you can't stay
with him.

But I can't leave him.

I told you that.

I'm his property.

Where is he?

I don't want you to fight.

I don't intend to.
Is he in his room?

He went to the saloon.

You go back in the hotel lobby
and wait for me.

It'll be all right.
I promise.

I'm not getting up,
Barkley,

so you might just as well
sit down.

-I'll buy her.
-Sit down and play.

-Three hundred.
-Nope.

Name it.

Five thousand.

You're as rotten excuse
for a--

All right,
I'll get it for you.

Now. I need it now.

I can't give you that money.

You can't give it to me,

but we can play for it.

I told you once,
you'd play cards with me.

If you beat me, she's yours.

I'll put up Tiare
for $5,000 worth of chips.

Tomorrow.

Hold off till tomorrow.

There's no tomorrow,
not for me, Barkley.

If you want her,
you'll play for her

and right now.

You've got yourself a game.

Deal.

Jack, eight.

Hundred dollars.

Call.

Seven, four.

Hundred dollars.

Up a hundred.

[chips clatter]

Call.

Six...

pair.

Pair of fours

bets a hundred.

Make it two.

[chips clatter]

I'll call.

Pair of sevens.

Nine.

Hundred dollars.

[chips clatter]

I'll look.

Three fours.

Now, that was quick and easy.

Try again.

[taps table]
Deal.

Deal.

Jack bets.

Worth every cent
of $5,000, huh?

It's your bet.

You think I should've let
her starve in Fiji?

Bet.

Jack bets a hundred.

Call.

Deuce.

Ten.

Jack bets.

$100.

Raise you a hundred.

Call.

Nine.

Pair of tens.

$500.

[crowd gasps, murmurs]

$500.

Pair of deuces.

Queen.

Still my bet.

So go ahead, bet.

$500.

Your $500...

and another hundred.

Your hundred dollars.

Up $500.

[crowd murmurs]

$500.

Up another hundred.

Call.

Two pair--
jacks and deuces.

Never bet when you're angry.

$300.

Call.

Pair of fives.

Deuce.

Fives bet.

I'll bet the rest of it--
$500.

I'll see that.

Three fives.

Huh.

That's good enough.

Maybe your luck has changed.

Maybe it has.

Deal.

Good hand.

Bet.

Raise.

I call.

Fold.

Raise $500.

All right, call.

Deal.

Raise $500.

-I call.
-Fold.

Your name Gorman?

That's right.
Len Gorman.

Jarrod Barkley.
This is my brother Nick.

How do you do?

Nice meeting you.
Got your telegraph.

The pump goes up
for sale first.

Go on inside.
We'll be starting things
right on the dot.

Just a minute.
You would know off hand

if our brother
Heath Barkley's shown up?

No, sir.

Anybody who showed up
so far is local.

Don't worry, Nick.
He'll be here soon.

Let's go inside
and check that pump.

Yeah.

Let's see.

That's...



and 500 more.

I'll just see your 500.

What do you have?

Full house, kings.

Good hand.

Darn good.

Four deuces.

[murmuring]

You stay with him.

He won you
fair and square.

You stay with him.

You in a hurry,
Martinson?

I thought I'd save you
a little trip

out to the ranch.

You were coming out
to the ranch, weren't you?

I haven't got the money,
Beemer.

Oh?

Well, that's a pity
for you, that is.

Because I'd much rather have
the girl.

So would you, wouldn't you?

I haven't got
the girl either.

Oh?

That's even more of a pity

because our deal was

either you pay me the money,

or I get the girl.

I don't believe you
ever intended parting
with her, did you?

Did you, Martinson?

I'll get you the money.

BEEMER:
Hold it!

This is gonna be
my pleasure.

I'm going to have to take
this out of your hide.

I'll win you the money.
Just give me a chance.

[grunt]

You're kind of lean.

You don't have
much meat on you, boy.

That's about
two dollars worth.

I've got a lot more to go

before I settle up
with you, Martinson.

Get on your feet.

On your feet!

Get a whiff of that air.
Smell any different?

No.

Well, it should.
You're free.

How does it feel?

It feels fine.

I mean, it's wonderful.

You're well rid of him.
You must know that.

Yes, I'm well rid of him.

It's just that when he left,

he looked so...

I've never seen him
like that.

He ran,

and he's not a man who runs.

Well, he figured to win,
and he lost,

and he lost you.

It's bound
to shake him up some.

Perhaps.

You go to the auction
with me,

and after it's over,
I'm going to take you
back to Stockton.

From there I'm going
to put you on a train
to San Francisco...

and then from there
you can get passage home.

Oh, thank you.

Thank you.

Your man--
he's a lousy welcher.

[spurs horse]

Help me get him up.

No.

Just--
Just leave me alone.

I'll be all right
in a minute.

[coughs]

Make that two minutes.

Oh, why did they do this
to you?

Why? Maybe because I'm lucky.

Just call me Lucky Martinson.

That's not a joke, Barkley.

Unlike Beemer,

I've k*lled
better men than me

for welching
on gambling debts,

so, uh...

consider me lucky.

Mr. Beemer.

In San Francisco,

that's when you lost
money to him,

and he said he would forget
the money if you--

Yeah, yeah, that's right.

I couldn't give you up...

not to him.

So that's why you wanted
the money.

You play a better game
than I ever dreamed,
Martinson.

Thanks...

but only winning counts.

Listen, I'll take
that hand now.

I-- I can make it
all right now.

Yes, I can take care of him.

Thank you.

That's what I figured.

MARTINSON:
Oh, wait, Barkley.

You go with him.

Now, I mean it, Barkley.

One way or another,

I pay my debts.

Tell me, what should I do?

It's up to you to decide.

You're free...

but if it's him you want,

you better get him
before he falls down.

You're a man with everything
a girl would want.

Martinson--
he has nothing but me.

Thank you very much
for understanding.

We're getting
on the stage now,
Mr. Martinson.

Better get inside, gentlemen.
The sale's starting.

Uh, Mr. Gorman.

I don't imagine
you could manage

to hold things up
for a few minutes.

-I'm sure
my brother will--
-Sorry, gents.

If it was up to me,

but this is
a government auction,

all kinds of rules,

and one of them is
we've got to start on time.

Now, now, wait a minute.
Wait a minute.

Look, we've got a mine
that's flooding out.

We need that pump.

We understand your problems,
Mr. Gorman.

Believe me we do,

but could you just hold
the sale of the pump
until last?

I told you,
this is a government auction.

I've got to go
by the catalogue.

Real sorry.

Well, we tried.

I guess we can just kiss
that mine good-bye.

[chuckles]
Well, I'm going to kiss
that brother of ours.

Oh, am I going to kiss him.

Well, here comes
your chance.

Heath.

Not that we
were getting worried,

but another
couple of minutes and--
Where have you been?

-Stage broke down.
-Oh, that's very interesting.

-Did you bring the cash?
-Yeah.

Money? Yeah.

Did you have
any trouble getting it?

No, no trouble.

Heath.

Yeah, be right there.

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