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THUNDERCLAP!
Go on!
You too, Wes.
Tell them to split up.
Looks like they separated. Let's get going before it rains.
THUNDERCLAP
I tell you, he died. Of a broken arm and leg?
I don't have to lie, Wes. Aren't you gonna unsaddle?
No.
You need one, huh? Pour me one too.
A double.
Can't I be glad you're back?
He's back. He's your husband.
You're leaving because of me, aren't you?
What are you talking about?
You know what I mean.
You've loved me all this time and you've been afraid to tell me, 'cause of Sam.
And now you're going because you can't stand it any more than I can.
You can't stand being near me and knowing I wanna be near you.
- Cathy, you're mad. - No, I'm not.
You gotta take me with you, Wes.
Stop that!
Where's the drinks?
I was just telling Cathy I'm pullin' out.
Oh?
Any, er...
any particular reason, Wes?
What happened to Arnt out there?
Oh!
They'd have strung him up, anyway.
Did him a favor. I'm pulling out before you do me any favors.
We've been on a lot of rides together. We've done pretty well since the war.
Yeah?
Everywhere we've been, all I know is the Sam Older smile. Easy, now, Wes.
And the way Sam Older always sends back part of his loot to be given to the poor.
Easy Wes, easy. But if one of the robbed is murdered...You hear what I said?!
You send back the body of the killer - a farm hand you shot to make you look good.
You...
you never saw me do that, Wes.
Now, for your own sake,
easy.
You know, when we were with Cuantro, I thought
you were the greatest thing that ever came down the pike.
I guess that's why I stuck with you afterwards.
I didn't know the difference between a war hero
and a murderer.
You showed me tonight.
We've always kinda seen to it -
you were gonna lift out of some ends of this business.
I've always been partial to you.
I can't let you ride into town and collect that ¤10,000 reward for me!
I'm not riding into town, Sam.
I'm heading as far away from here as I can get.
Well, Wes...
bye.
Goodbye, Sam. Take me with you, Wes.
I never had anything to do with her, Sam.
You know that.
I'm goin',
and don't try and stop me.
Of course not, Wes! You and me, we...
We've always been...
real close.
Good luck.
The gun's still in the holster.
He did it.
His name's Wes Tancred.
He did it.
He never gave Sam a chance.
He was his best friend and he never gave Sam a chance.
Tancred.
Wes Tancred.
I don't like saying your name, but I gotta say it till you wake up.
All right...
it's here.
Huh! No wonder you don't take it. You KNOW what it says.
"Office of the Governor", it's got on it.
"A full pardon."
You've been expecting that for three weeks, haven't you?
Come on!
Gotta get this cell aired out.
¤152.
Gun belt and holster.
The gun you shot him with.
You oughta be able to sell a souvenir like that pretty high!
All right, get the rest of your gear.
Wait a minute!
Forgot the most important thing, didn't you?
The voucher for the reward money.
I'd like a room. Sure thing.
It's ¤2 a day... In advance.
That's the first room to your left at the head of the stairs.
FAINT SINGING DOWNSTAIRS
# Come all you good people and lend me your ears
# I've got a sad story that you oughta hear
# The wind it was howlin' round Sam Older's shack
# The night that his killer stepped out of the black
# And shot Sam down from the rear
# Wes Tancred
# Wes Tancred
# A pal right down through the years
# Wes Tancred
# Wes Tancred
# A black-hearted, white-livered, back... #
Rye.
Maybe nobody else is particular WHO they have a drink with.
Wes Tancred.
Big hero(!)
Do you want me to turn my back? Who's your best friend now?
I'm buyin'.
Have a drink.
I gotta go. No, finish your drink.
Tell your wife you had a drink with Wes Tancred. I'd rather not.
Leave him alone, partner!
Give it to him good!
# Come all you good people
# Lend me your ear
# I got a sad story
# That you oughta hear
# The wind it was howlin'
# Round Sam Older's shack
# The night that his killer
# Stepped out of the black
# And shot Sam down from the rear
# Wes Tancred
# Wes Tancred
# A pal right down through the years
# Wes Tancred
# Wes Tancred
# A black-hearted, white-livered... #
AXE FALLS, HORSE NEIGHS
Hi, mister!
Hi.
You in charge here?
Me and Pa. Do you think he'd mind if I watered my horse?
Help yourself. Over there.
My name's Jody.
What's your name?
Bailey. John Bailey.
Something wrong with his hoof?
He threw a shoe.
This is Mr. Bailey, Pa. His horse threw a shoe. Howdy.
I'm Ed Burrows. Did Jody offer you a new shoe?
Not yet. We got plenty.
Come on. Thanks.
Been riding long? Uh-huh.
Guess you must be heading for Table Rock. Why?
Only town within 50 miles. Oh.
I got a brother-in-law there - Fred Miller. Sheriff of Table Rock.
Quite a man. Tell him hello when you get there.
I didn't say I was going there.
That's right, you didn't.
We don't get many visitors here. The stage only comes once a week.
What did you say your name was?
Bailey. Mr. Bailey, I'd be pleased to have you stay for supper.
Thanks.
I'll set your place. The passengers say I'm a good cook. I hope you do.
A Colt Peacemaker. The same kind Sam Older got killed with.
That's what it says in the song. You know the song? I've heard it.
People on the stagecoach were singin' it.
# Black-hearted, white-livered, back-bitin'
# Murdered his own best friend. #
How can a man shoot his best friend? Nobody would do that, would they?
Beat it, will you?
Beat it. Yes, sir.
Did you two get acquainted out there? Yes, sir.
Kinda lonely out here for a kid.
Got a job waiting for you?
No.
What DO you do, Mr. Bailey? Jody!
The law isn't after me, if that's what you mean.
We need a hostler to take care of the horses.
The last fellow said it was too lonely out here.
The company pays 20 a month and meals.
We'd be mighty glad to have you, wouldn't we, Jody?
Yeah...sure!
I might take you up on that.
Good. Bye, Mr. Bailey.
These horses are looking good! Don't rake behind while I'm brushing 'em.
That's all right. He knows me.
You were sayin'?
I made a gun like your Colt Peacemaker. Wanna see it?
Why not?
I hope he isn't getting in your hair. He's all right.
Kids take a little getting used to. I know.
Well, looks like my busy week.
It sure does.
Well!
Real busy.
Well, I'll be...
Howdy.
Howdy.
Who runs this place? I do. What can I do for you?
Who else is around?
Just the hostler and my son. Why?
Take a look in the house. You are welcome, but... That's nice of you!
You do what we tell you and nobody's gonna get hurt.
If you've come here to rob, you're wasting your time. Not you, mister.
But that stage oughta be here in about... oh, about two hours, huh?
It doesn't carry many passengers.
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