Hate gets under a man's skin. Spoils his whole life. It's like a bad growth, Kid.
You've got to get rid of it. Yes, sir. I'm for you. You know that, or else I wouldn't have worked
so hard to get you paroled. I know that, sir. I've got one last piece
of advice for you. Stay away from the Dalton gang. They're my friends, Warden. I never rode with them,
but they're still my friends. You've got a job waiting for you
at Major Halsell's HX bar ranch. Thanks. That's your country, Doolin,
Cimarron River
Country. Right. There's a train ticket here
for Oklahoma City. You'll be there in
a couple of days, then take the train for Guthrie. All right, sir. The HX is only about eight miles
out of Guthrie, isn't it? About six. You know, I think I'll keep this as
a present from you to me. All right.
It's all yours, Warden. Good luck to you, Kid,
and stay out of trouble. And remember, a parole can
be a very temporary thing. Goodbye, Mr. Gans.
Lots of luck, Doolin. Thank you. On your feet, everybody! Come
on, come on! All right, folks,
start filling the sack. I'll take that, too. You can sit down, ma'am. Come on, hand it over. All right, everything, mister! Just keep it going steady! All right, don't be bashful.
Hand it over. Well, what do you know? Hey! Ain't this
your little friend? Shut up! Sorry, sonny, he's always
making some mistake. All right, give it
two blasts now! We've got you dead to rights. I've been watching you
and you're one of them. These letters from his valise prove
that Dooli
n was on that train. Marshal, what more
evidence do you want? You're a good detective,
Swanson, but you can't persuade me that
finding Doolin's bag on a train convicts him just like that. I got 10 witnesses who
will swear against him! What'll they swear? That he was part of the
Dalton fix on that train! If you remember, Doolin was
convicted before, and sentenced. Railroaded might be
a better word. I don't like that, Marshal. But I happen to like
the Kid, Swanson. I've known him a long time. Ther
e's nothing bad about him. As attorney for the railroad, I can say, frankly, that we
want to be fair with Doolin. I've hesitated to obtain
a warrant against him. I'd rather leave it
up to you, Marshal, to bring him here,
just for a talk. About what, Mr. Thompson? Just some questions about
the Daltons, that's all. All right. But you've got to promise
me he gets a square deal. He will. Good day, Marshal.
Good day, sir. Bill Doolin! Hi, Bill. Good to see you again, Marshal. Same here. Do you mind
r
iding in to Guthrie? What for? A railroad detective there wants
to ask you some questions. Swanson? Yeah. Wants to talk to you about that
train robbery a couple of days ago. Says it was the Daltons. Says
you're part of the outfit. You know that isn't true. I believe you. Are you gonna be
at this meeting? Well, I wish I could, Bill, but I've
gotta catch a train for Oklahoma City in just about an hour. But I want you to go
in there by yourself. Set them straight
about the holdup. Tell them all you
know. All right.
I'll just tell them the truth. They'll be waiting for you
in Lawyer Thompson's office. See you soon, Bill, and thanks. My name's Doolin. I think Mr.
Thompson wants to see me. Oh, yes. Will you go in, please? I'm glad you came in,
Mr. Doolin. My name's Thompson.
How do you do? I believe you know Mr.
Swanson? Yes. You two gentlemen will
have to excuse me. I have some legal work at court. I'll see you later. Take off your hat. Sit down. Now, let's start fresh.
Let bygones be bygon
es. I wasn't to blame for
what happened to you. All right, get out! All right, Kid. Now you and me are gonna have a
nice little family conference. Where are the Daltons
hiding out? I got nothing to say
to you, mister. You ride with them.
You're one of them. You were with them
on that last job! Stop trying to frame me again, Swanson.
I served my time. Yeah, and you'll serve
a lot more, 20 years. Unless you can tell me
where to pick up the Daltons. And another thing, when I do, you'll
testify agai
nst them in court! You hear that? In court! You're no good, Swanson.
You never was any good. What was your cut on
that last Dalton job? I got no cut. You'll never make a story
like that stand up in court. Don't tell me what I can't do! You know, I'm not very smart. There's a $10,000 reward
for the capture of Bob Dalton. You can have that full 10,000. All right! You're good for a return
journey to that state prison, unless you make a deal with
me, right here and now. I'll kick your brains
all ove
r this room! Hey, Dynamite! Dynamite! Come on up!
Then you can take your nap! There ain't nothing around
here within 50 miles. Certainly wish someone
could cheer the Kid up. Hey, Bitter Creek, maybe
you could cheer him up. Yep, looks like we got
a worrier on our hands. He's been sitting
that way for an hour. It's just that I can't make
up my mind what to do. Looks to me like you don't
have much choice, Kid. Don't forget
you broke your parole and mussed up
a couple of detectives. Want to know wha
t
Bob Dalton thinks? I think you ought
to throw in with us. Bob, maybe if I saw
Marshal Sutton, maybe... Oh, he can't square
nothing for you, Kid. You got too many charges
stacked against you. Looks like you're riding the same
colored horse as us Daltons. You ain't no free agent no more, and you can't move
around like one. Why, you're caught in a trap, and break out or stay in, either way, they got you. And another thing, that fellow
Swanson's an avenging fool. Why, I was ranching out in Califor
nia
and doing good for myself, too. Suddenly this railroad
dick rides up and accuses me of being
leader in a train holdup. Why, I had to break
jail to get here. Which goes to prove
something, Kid. If Red Buck there hadn't popped
his mouth off in the train, you wouldn't be in this fix now. All right, Moore, all right. I already said I was sorry. What do
you want me to do? Keep on saying it? Oh, Red's a tough hombre in the clinches,
all right, but he ain't very clever. He don't think so fast, neit
her. No, only the Daltons are clever. The brain kids.
Think fast all the time. That's right, Red. You never said
nothing truer in all your life. Why, even our little brother,
Will, there, is smarter than you, and he hasn't joined up
with us yet. Outside of us fellas here, has anybody ever heard
of the name Red Buck? Maybe they will after tomorrow. Oh, you ain't going on
the Coffeyville raid. Since when? Since now. How come? Well, it's like I said, Red,
you don't think very fast. You're tough, bu
t you
don't think fast enough. Anything else? Yeah. You don't shoot
so good, neither. Know somebody better? Kid, you got a minute? Come on. Don't make me out a liar, Kid. Come on, Red. Go ahead, Bill! This better be good. Now that's shooting!
That's enough for me, Kid. Tulsa! Hey, Dynamite! Red'll be the boss
at Independence. You take your orders from him. Does he tell me how to blow
up a county courthouse safe? He'll be the leader,
that's no fooling. All right, leader! That's a raw deal
you han
ded me, Bob. Oh, I don't think so, Red. You always wanted to be a
leader and now you are. Second division. I ain't gonna be aced out
of my share of Coffeyville! You'll get it! So will
Dynamite and Tulsa. Now, you'll be leveling
at Independence the same time as us
at Coffeyville. So do a neat job
and get away fast. We're all of us heading
back here, ain't we? Well, we're not expecting
any trouble, but if we do, why, we figure they'll throw
out a big net for us. And Bob was sort of figuring...
I k
ind of figured that... Well, they'd be expecting
us to head for here, so why don't we cross them up? We'll go straight to
Pat Roberts' cow ranch. Yeah, well, maybe Pat Roberts
don't like us anymore. I understand he's turned
honest in a big way. Oh, Pat's all right.
Don't you worry about him. If we get in trouble,
he'll help us out. Now, I guess you fellows
better get saddled up. Thanks. I don't think Red
likes you very much. Quite a hideout, ain't it? Ain't no peace officer
gonna trail us in her
e without he gets lost or belted
around by a lot of lead. Hey, Stacey, think you could rustle us up
a couple of covered wagons? Sure can. Clothes for six of us, make us look like
emigrants on the trail? Gotcha. All right. Then you meet us
outside Ouachita. You know the spot
in the Cherokee Strip. Sure do. And better bring along some
medicines, too, just in case. I always carry them,
just in case. Will, you tag along
here with Stacey. Oh, Bob, you promised. I know I did, but not yet. You're too y
oung.
Coffeyville is too tough. You're elected, Kid. This
job calls for six of us. You should've taken Red. Oh, no. He's too ambitious. He wants to make a reputation
all on his own in a hurry. Kid, this Coffeyville deal is
really gonna be something big. Double bank holdup
in broad daylight! More money than you ever dreamed
of getting your hands on in your whole life. Why, they'll be writing ballads
about us Daltons after this. It's bigger than anything them
James boys ever dreamed up. Just think
of it!
Two banks at the same time. After this one,
I'm going far away. Argentina. No fooling. Gonna buy me
a cattle ranch there. There's a new world
for a man like me. Nobody to know
I was ever an outlaw, and no fear of somebody
taking a potshot at me just to get a reputation
for himself. Yes, sir, after this one, I'm taking
myself right off to Argentina. Bob, I don't think the Kid's got the
real picture of Coffeyville yet. This is really something. Something me and Bob
has timed and timed. Her
e's the way
she's gonna go, Kid. We'll pull out of here tonight
as soon as it gets dark. At 8:00 in the morning, we'll be
in the outskirts of Coffeyville. Bob's timed our entrance
to the very second. Now, we split up and enter town
from the opposite directions, passing each other on the
main street at exactly 8:45. Me and Grat and Big Jim,
we're riding your horses. We tie up across from
the Coffeyville Bank. Now you and Emmett
and Bitter Creek, you're riding our horses. You tie up across
from th
e Union Bank. The bank opens for business
at 9:00 sharp. But the cashiers and the rest of
the help, they gets there at 8:45. All except Mr. Vice President
Jergens of the Coffeyville Bank. He gets there at 8:50. 8:50 exactly, just as
regular as clockwork. Now. Just when he goes
to unlock the door... Hey, Ed! Hi, Joe. Got a minute? I'll be right with you. Morning, fellows. Don't get excited, Mr. Jergens. We're going in with you. Get over there. Sit down! Let's see your hands! All right, all of you
,
come out of there. Back in that corner! Which one of you's
the head cashier? I am, sir. Come on. Open it! You've got just
about 30 seconds! Open that door
and walk in quietly. All right, walk over
to the corner. Move! Open up that safe. I'm afraid that's impossible. That safe works on a time
lock, it opens at 8:55. All right, we'll wait. Who's that? Speak up! Mr. Jergens. Bank robbery! Bank robbery! Come on! Let's get out of here! Come on, you. Move out straight down the street
and nobody's go
nna get hurt. Come on, move! Come on. They're still at the bank. Get on back, Bob! I can't make it, kids!
Get going. What do you know?
It's Bob Dalton. Hi, Kid. Hello, Stacey. Kid! My brothers! All of them? Bitter! What's the matter? It ain't much, honey. Why didn't you say something? What'd you want me to do, Bill? Stay in Coffeyville
and get it bandaged? Rose, you sure you don't want me to...
No, Stacey. Not with Bitter Creek. Hang on, honey. Not a sign or smell of them,
despite all these repo
rts. Everybody's hunting
for them here around the Five Nations Indian
Territory, down near Ingalls. Well, maybe the Daltons
figured it that way and decided to cross us up
around here. Let's see, they moved south
from Kansas up here, and west, that's sparsely settled
country there, just a few ranchers. Hey, I know one or two
cattlemen there. One of them might be
interesting to talk to. I'll go with you, Marshal. At least my Independence
deal worked out all right. We got the cash. All right. So no
w we're gonna go right back to
Coffeyville and stick up them two banks. This time, if the citizens
give us any trouble, we're gonna shoot up
the whole town. Red, you're crazy. Don't you tell me. I wouldn't go through that Coffeyville
thing again for all the gold in Kansas. What's the matter, Kid? Afraid? No. Well, then, I think you'd
better give us a reason. I don't believe in
unnecessary killing. Oh! He don't believe in
unnecessary killings! Well, now, ain't that too bad? And there'd be plenty
of it on
both sides if we went back there. You coming with me? Bill's right. If we went back there,
they'd shoot us to pieces! I'm agreeing with the Kid. So am I. Me, too. Me, too. Well, Red, speaking as
an innocent bystander, I'd say you've been overruled. All right. All right! Maybe we should just
throw away our guns altogether. Maybe we should just forget
that the law is chasing us. Well, let me tell you something. From now on,
I'm making all the rules. I got a rule of my own it might
do you
good to remember. There'll be no killing
unless it's forced on us. Course, this might be one
of them times, like I said. Well, men, it looks like we
got ourselves a new leader. I wonder who that could be. Where do we go, Pat?
The stables. Well, John Sutton! Glad to see you. Same here, Pat.
It's been a long time. I want you to meet a friend
of mine, Sam Swanson. How are you? Hello. You remember my daughter.
How do you do? How do you do, ma'am?
Mr. Swanson. Well, I'll lay a bet there's
something m
ighty important brings you all the way out here. It is. The Daltons. What about the Daltons? You got two new
wagons there, Pat? No, no. I was just keeping
them for a friend. Wait here. Would you care to come
inside, Mr. Swanson? No, thank you, I'll wait here. This probably won't take long. Mind if I look in your barn? Of course not. The Daltons raided Coffeyville. You ain't heard about it, eh?
No. It's the first time. I suppose they...
They got slaughtered. All but two of them. Hey, you you've g
ot a
lot of stock here, Pat. Well, I've been a little lucky. What's eating you, John? I've been on both
sides of the law, and I'd feel complimented if you
sort of laid the cards on the table. All right, Pat. I said
two of them got away. You think they might be here? I didn't say that, Pat.
Could be, though. There's no sense in us talking
in the dark like this. One of them answers to the
name of the Cimarron Kid. That name doesn't spell
anything to me. I'm sorry. Would you recognize it if I
spell
ed it to read Doolin? Bill Doolin? That name does sound familiar. Though I don't know
where or what for. Well, I'll be going. Glad to know you're doing pretty
good in the cattle business, Pat. Thanks, it's building. Maybe some day
I'll have something. Oh, this fellow I
mentioned, this Doolin, if you ever see him... When you see him, tell him I said
thanks for giving me an edge. Tell him also, I'm sure sorry I
have to keep on going after him. Although he's riding
the wrong horse now, maybe it's b
ecause he's had a cold deck
shuffle all the way down the line. And maybe it ain't too late
to make a deal. Yeah, 50 years. Of course, I can't
guarantee anything. Pat, you've been a good, law-abiding
citizen since you took this place over, but harboring outlaws
is obstructing justice, in case you didn't know it. So long. Let's go. Is the Kid in there? I'll tell you this, we're lucky
to be leaving this place alive. If you don't kill a man that's
hunting you when you get the chance, he's gonna kill
you some day.
That's a superstition I got. Keep it to yourself. Boys, I'm afraid
you'll have to go. Come daylight, there'll be a dozen
deputies swarming around here. They'll stake out
this place for months. I've been straight since I came
to the territory from Texas and I want to keep on that way. All I ask... You won't be
bothered with us anymore, Pat. That's a promise. As a matter of fact, we're
pulling out right now. Saddle up. Yeah, let's get going, boys.
Thanks a million, Pat. It's been ni
ce
seeing you again, Pat. How does it feel to be honest? I'll do it. I'll ride up on
the back with you. Honey, you ain't going. Don't ever say that, ever! I go with you, always. But this is too dangerous.
I know. It's a bad life
and a bad way to live. But I go with you. Can I talk to you? Sure. Straight talk? Yeah. I know that a man don't like
a woman who preaches to him, tells him what to do and how
to run his life and all that. But I listened to what you said
inside the house and it made sense
. About gun-play and all that. Why don't you give it UP? It's too late for that now. What do you think you're
gonna get out of all this? Money. To spend on yourself? For gambling? For a girl? None of them things. What, then? Land. Land? Where? A place far away. I once heard a fellow talking
about a place called Argentina. He said with the proper
amount of money, you could build yourself
a big cattle ranch there. He also said, you might even figure to
start yourself a new life. Listen to me. You'
re crazy.
You're all crazy! Rose and Bitter Creek. She should leave him, but she
won't, because she's in love, and all the time they're heading
straight to death on a dark road. You, too. You're
on that same road! Excuse me, Miss Carrie. Well, good luck. Thanks. Until next time. Next time? There's a new cattle town
called Boonesville. Dad and I go there whenever
he's cattle to sell. Boonesville. I'll remember it. Go well, Kid. What's the matter, Stace?
Aren't you coming with us? If it's all the
same to you,
I'd rather not this time. I'd just like to go on home. I don't blame you. Come on. Now, notice one thing
about the Kid's operations. The way he moves around.
He circles wide. Never repeats a town.
Dives east, then west. I'm putting a detective in every
town where the rails go through. It'll be a big net. Maybe we
can pull in the fish that way. You'll have to get the rail
companies to stand the expense. All right? I think it can be arranged. If it can be arranged,
and it should be, t
his is exactly
what I want to do. We'll put one man here, one man
at Pawnee one man at Seminole... Coffee. Northbound train, 10:42 p.m. Stationmaster name
of Billingsley. About 50, not too tough. How big is the haul? Payroll. Railroad section
workers going up to Chickasaw. $18,000. The way she wangles
information out of people. Rose, you're wonderful. You know, that Swanson fellow is
really gonna learn to hate us... What happened to your Guadalupe? It must've gotten torn off
in that last raid. I
looked all over for it, Rose. I keep telling her I shouldn't
wear one of these things. It just doesn't seem right.
I mean, with me... It's right for me
to pray for you. Rose thinks it helps protect me. I'm just lucky. I don't know, Bitter.
Maybe it does help. I used to believe that...
It helps me, Bill. Not him. It helps me to believe that maybe I
can plan on something else someday. Excuse me. Hello, Bill. I came
into town with Dad. He just sold a herd of cattle,
so we'll be starting... We'll b
e getting run over if we
don't get out of the street. Aren't you taking an awful chance
being seen in a town like this? No more than any other town. Besides, I wanted
to come here, Carrie. I hoped I'd get a chance to
talk to you, but I don't know. Don't get panicky. Who's panicky? Let's look at these pretty
doodads over here. Let's go inside. Howdy, folks.
What can I do for you? We're just looking around... We're
looking for some jewelry, please. Oh, jewelry. Yes.
Just one minute, please. You se
e, our... Ourjewelry
department is way over here. Now, what kind of jewelry? Rings, engagement rings. Of course. Sure enough must be spring. You're the third
couple this week. Now. Here you are. Lover's knots, hearts and
forget-me-nots, diamonds in every one. Oh, this is the one we want. Isn't this beautiful, darling? Yes. How much is that? Sixty dollars, even. Ain't you two got more to do than stand around
and stare at folks? I've got more to do.
I'd like to know your name. I don't think that's
anyone's
business, including yours. I'm bound to
make it my business. Well, Johnny Adams,
are you in luck! I just made a big,
fat, juicy deal! And it means a lot of
money in the bank for me. And son, you're gonna find
me the best father-in-law a boy ever had! Let me see that ring. Well, honey, that's beautiful! Dad, the day's gonna come when the
Adams family will own more cattle than you ever dreamed about. That won't make me mad, Johnny. No, sir, you two kids go
right ahead and be happy. Excus
e us. They're gonna keep a mighty sharp
lookout for anything, Kid. I wouldn't be surprised. So I wouldn't try anything. It's off, as of right now. You're smart, Kid. Maybe you'd better ride with us.
It'll look better. Thanks. Thanks, Pat. Wait a minute.
What about the ring? It's all yours. Thank you. He's young-enough looking. And too innocent. Adams. Johnny Adams. Just to be on the safe side, let's
send a telegram to the boss. If he wants to alert
everybody, that's up to him. We had Doolin in t
he palm of
our hands at Boonesville, and a couple of my stupid men
let him get away. Well, here's the situation
as of right now. Marshal Johnston
is around Pawnee. McWilliams is moving in
from Seminole. This wire from Sutton
just came in. Says he's picked up a
warm trail at Drumright. He's maneuvering the Kid so
that he has to go to Columbia. I'd say that looks good. I'd like to think so. Fact is we've worn out
a dozen posses already. Just so we keep the quarry in
sight, there's always a chance.
I got a feeling
this is the time. This is the killing! We ought to be hearing
from Rose pretty soon. It's getting pretty
tough on her, Bill. Every place we head
for is being watched. Gotta hand it to her, though. Don't know what
we'd do without her. Sure is a swell gal to know. Yeah, I'll bet she is. What do you wanna bet, Red? Well, maybe a belly
full of bullets. There's about 10 of them, Kid.
They picked me off the rock. I didn't even see them. All right, now. It's time for
you children to go
to bed. Hey, ain't you
forgetting something? Mmm-hmm. She's my little princess. They're wonderful kids. How's the farming, Stacey? Oh, cotton crop
failed this year. Broom corn, sorghum crop, they
ain't doing so good neither. Well, there's nothing
that money won't cure. We'll be leaving something
with you when we go. Look, you fellows come by your
money the hardest way there is. I can't take it from you. If we want to give you money,
you'll take it, Stacey. Not out of my share
he ain't getting a
ny. It's just like he says. We come by our money
the hard way. If he don't want it, he
shouldn't have to take it. I'm in for a piece of that. What'll we make it, 3,000? Yeah, that's good.
All right by me. Same here. Like it or not, you're in, Red. Where you fellas heading for? Well, it looks like
Columbia, Stacey. First, we're waiting
to pick up a message. I sure do like that little town. Drink a little, gamble a
little, boy, that's something. I remember riding through it that
day after we left
the hideout. Bob, and Emmett, Grat. They sure figured
they'd get back there again. Now, you're sure it's safe? Of course it's safe. Everybody here was friendly with Bob
Dalton. They'll like the Kid, too. No reason why not. I've got plenty of room
in my hotel for everybody. How big is the Kid's outfit? Five. Six, including me. You tell him Lola Plummer will
give him the key to the city. Well, he ain't much on
ceremony, but I'll tell him. I thought you might like a little
more tea before you go, M
iss Rose. No, thank you,
but I'll see you later. Bye, ma'am, Charlie. Bye. $10,000 reward is a lot
of money, ain't it, Jed? Mr. Swanson? Mr. Swanson it is. Boy, they sure ain't got no
brass band out to greet us! Jed! Give yourself up! We've got a crossfire on
you, 15 against your five. It's John Sutton. What'd I once tell you? Shut up! Get smart, Bill. You're
at the end of your rope. Why all the debate, Marshal? I promise you a fair trial, Kid! I heard that once before. Well, Bill, it looks like
we're
gonna have to come in and get you! Don't make any mistakes! You know, this has got a chance
of getting a little rough. Hold it! Man, I hope they want trouble. Rose, get down and get inside. Thanks, John. Now I guess you'll have
to come and get us. Thanks. It wasn't me, Rose.
It was Mrs. Plummer. They all come here
in them wagons. There ain't a saddle
horse among them. Look, if you can make it
through the roundhouse, the country opens up behind it. Kid, we got a chance! Don't shoot! Thanks
for nothing. You fool! Rose! Grab that switch
on the turntable! If they ever get that turntable
into place, we're licked. I'll try to get on the
other side of the train. On back, Red! Why, that lucky...
You're the lucky one! He could've shot you
right between the eyes. This place used to be
a lot of fun. That's right, Will. I don't guess I ever brought
anybody any good luck. I didn't mean that, Bill. Oh, forget it. Coffee? No, thanks. How do you feel, Kid? Same. It ain't just this
anymore, Bitt
er. That's the signal! Hello, Bill. I was so frightened, Bill. She sure did a heap
of persuading, getting me to bring her up here. Course, I was gonna
drop in on you anyway. Thanks, Stacey. Miss Carrie? Let me take a look at you. Mmm-hmm. He's all right. Gonna be
all right, Miss Carrie. Somebody did a mighty
fine job of fixing. Shucks, Stacey, I been a good fixer
ever since I was 12 years old. That's all they ever let me do.
Yeah? Course, I guess
some of them things you just can't fix. It's such
a nice day.
Why are we all in here? Especially now that
Bill has company. Will? Bill, once before I asked
to talk to you straight. This time I want
to level even more. All right. Go ahead and level. I'm not a little
farm girl, Bill. I've grown up with your kind of
men and I've always hated them. Until now. Now that I've changed
my mind about that, I've become selfish enough to think
maybe I deserve a better break. We've never talked
about us before. But we both know that we've got a
chance for
the first time in our lives for some happiness. For some of the things
real people live for. What are you trying
to say, Carrie? Get well and get
out of here, Bill. Cross the border, find the land
you want, and then send for me. With what? Dad says he'll sell the ranch. That's out. Tell Pat I said thanks. All right, Bill. I'll tell him that. It's not that I don't appreciate
it, it's just that... It's just that you're
too proud to be helped. The Cimarron Kid. The country's most
notorious robber.
So clever that you end up here
in this cold, filthy cave with a bullet hole in your side. You sure leveled. I had to, Bill. Maybe someday
you'll know I'm right. Hey, Bill! It's Dynamite!
He breathes, he talks. He ain't even dead! Anyway... Man, was I hungry! Anyway, although the fall
knocked me out, that cold water was a lifesaver. I laid low for awhile
till the posse went by. I climbed up this hill and
saw some Mexican cowboys herding a bunch of cattle
all the way to Dallas. They fixed me up an
d
I hid out with them. I decided to go along. Man, that Dallas is
an exciting town! Yeah, go ahead! Make me jealous! Boy, oh, boy!
What a time I had me! Seriously, though, who do
you think I met there? General Grant! Go ahead. Tell. My brother-in-law. Fellow named Weber.
George Weber. Married to my favorite sister. You know, the last time
I saw him was in Illinois. He was working for the railroad. 30? He's been stationed in the
Southwest a couple of years. And with plenty of larceny
in his heart
. Still in the railroad
business, I suppose? Express company messenger on
the run from Galveston, Texas, to Newton, Kansas. And? Twice a month, an American
mining company in Mexico sends three bars of
gold bullion by train. From Galveston to
the U.S. Mint at Denver. How much are they worth? Each bar weighs in the
neighborhood of 90 pounds. Total value, about 100,000! Keep talking. Each bar is expressed in a box
and the box is nailed tight, bound with metal strips
and sealed. But this time when
t
hey arrive in Denver, there ain't gonna be
no gold in those boxes. Lead. You catch on fast. When is the switch made? In transit, as the saying goes. BY You? By the master himself. The old safe dynamiter
from Illinois. Do you believe in this scheme? I believe in my brother-in-law. He says it's bulletproof. It's worked out
to the last detail. How does it go? He said he'll give it to
us only if you play ball. His way. What does he want out of it? One-fifth. How many men? Weber, four of us. How abou
t you, Stacey? No thanks, Kid. You better count me out. Like I said before, I'll stay around here and
take care of the horses. Listen, you couldn't come across
anything better in a lifetime of trying. Maybe it's too good. All right,
I'll answer questions. You say you met this Weber, this...
Brother-in-law. In Dallas, huh? He's
on a month's vacation. Can we talk to him? Sure. I'll get him for you. All right. Will? Yeah? How'd you like to ride
along with Dynamite? That's for me! Come on. It's the
only way out
for me, Carrie. Maybe this Weber deal
will be the last one. Maybe. Maybe it'll mean our land,
cattle, Argentina. Maybe, Bill. I'll ride on down the hill
with Will and Dynamite. If it works out, I'll come for you. Yes, Bill. Nothing is going to happen
to you and Carrie, Bill. Just like nothing is going to ever
happen to Bitter Creek and me. Hi, Stacey. Hi. Down we go. Bill, they are back! A little uncomfortable. I'm sorry we had to
do that, Mr. Weber. That's all right. I know you
fel
lows got to protect yourselves. Sit down. Thanks. Dynamite only told us
part of the layout. That's all he knowed
to tell you. Are you telling us
the rest of it? When I know you'll go into it, and deal on the level with me. How much time do you
have on your vacation? Two weeks. Two weeks. I wonder if you'd mind
being our guest. Not at all. If we can get together
on this deal, we'll have lots to talk about. Yeah, I know you're
good at your business, but this job calls
for a railroad man. Fair enou
gh. Now that Mr. Weber's
gonna be our guest, I think you boys ought to
show him around the place. We wouldn't want him to fall off the
mountain in the dark, would we? I get you. He sounds all right,
but just the same... Rose ought to go to Dallas. Right. Make a good check on Weber.
It's important. You want to bet I won't? Come and sit
by my side if you love me Do not hasten to bid me adieu And remember
the Red River Valley Oh, Silk! Oh! Well, well! Somebody left the Golden Gate open
and one of t
he angels got out. Who is this, Stella? My neighbor at the hotel. My name is
Conchita Martinez, senor. And this character with all the
teeth and the pretty smile is called Silk Conrad,
among other things. He's a gambler by trade, and a
woman-fancier by profession. You talk very nicely,
Senor Silk. Talking to you makes
nice talk easy. This is Conchita's
first day in Dallas. Oh, this calls for
a celebration! Eddie! Champagne. Champagne? But of course! He likes to show off,
too, darling. Why, when
we're alone,
I have to drink beer. This Dallas of yours is
very beautiful, senor. And so are you, angel. My George is the only one who
ever told me that before. Want to go back to beer, honey? No, let it ride. But I'm hurt. I'll bet he's crazy about you. He tells me all the time. And you? I mean, about him. The same, I think. I wouldn't want
to make a mistake. Perhaps I know him. What's
the rest of his name? Weber. You know him? George Weber? Sure!
He works for the railroad. That's him. You know
him well? Why, I should. He leaves his wages at my
poker table every payday. He has no money, yes? He has no money, no. Oh. Not enough to keep you rigged
out the way you should be. With jewels and everything. Why, he couldn't even
buy you a hair ribbon. But he will get
some money someday. Yes, he told me once he
expected to make a killing. I never saw a man so
desperate for a bankroll. But now, maybe
I know the reason. Maybe "maybe" might be too late. Looks to me, Conchita, like
you picked the
wrong man. Perhaps. But any man who is desperate
for money will get it for me. We will drink. Excuse me, mister. Got a light? Yeah, sure! Thanks very much. Hi, Kid. Hello. We go to work. There's your lead. Where are the tools? Right here. Make yourself at home. We're gonna be rich. Now you be careful. I never
did like this setup. You be careful. I should never
let you come along. I always want to be with you.
It makes me happy. So don't be selfish. Bitter? 11:28. We'll be at the
lumber yard pret
ty soon. I'm ready. Come on, lumber yard.
This thing's getting heavy. Hey, this'd be kind of
nice for my little girl. Let's get him out of here. Hello, ma'am. I'm the wife of the
chief deputy out there. He would like that sent
right through, please. All right. Glad to help
out the law anytime. Thank you. Watch your feet. You know, when they open
these boxes in Denver, they're sure to pick me up. What can they prove? Nothing. That's right. I'll deny all
knowledge of the robbery. "Me?" I'll say. "
Gentlemen, them boxes wasn't
opened when I was guarding them." You said it, brother. "Absolutely,
mortally impossible." You said it! "They must've been tampered with "before they was put on
the train in Galveston. "Blame it on somebody in
Mexico!" That's what I'll say. "Not me." Here comes the trestle. Let her go! Yeah? George Weber? Yeah. Telegram for you, Mr. Weber. Stick it through the door. How much further
to the lake, George? Oh, we got lots of time. Relax. Let's go over our
rendezvous aga
in, Kid. When the train slows down
for the water stop, you throw the gold and jump. You hide the bar, then you walk around the
lake to Lou Carter's place. Even if they know you, they'll never
recognize you in that outfit. Eh, Dynamite? That's right. You're gonna tell them
that your rig broke down. You mind if I see
that telegram, George? I can't do it, Kid,
company business. I'd like to have
a look at it anyway. Oh, George it's all right. Thought you said
this was company business. Well, I said
that because
it's all Greek to me. I don't know anybody
by the name of C. Rose. Sure, you do. Cimarron Rose. Remember? Oh, that's who it is. I don't know why she'd send
a wire like that to me. She meant it for me, Weber. She gambled I'd see it. They've already got Bitter Creek
and probably Will Dalton. I'm next. Then Dynamite. Is that the way it is, Weber? Kid, I swear I don't
know anything about it. Maybe it's some other way. How about it, Dynamite? Oh, snap out of it, Kid. What did Swanson off
er
for all of us? Ten thousand?
Twenty? Thirty? Fifty? Come over and sit down,
Dynamite. All right, boys, spread out.
Stay down. And nobody shoot till I do. Saving him for yourself, eh? Maybe. That looks all right. Try that for size. What are you trying
to prove, Kid? You're gonna get off and pick up
that gold just like I was gonna do. I'm gonna be watching
you mighty close. Come on. Kid. What about me? I'm hurt bad. You'll figure something, Weber. You had this timed pretty good. I'll say when.
Now. Bill. Hello, Bill. Hello, Rose. Thanks for the telegram. Pat, we need a couple
of fresh horses. Carrie and I are heading for the
border first thing in the morning. One horse, Bill. I'll get you some food.
You must be hungry. What do you mean, one horse? You're riding out alone, son. Bill, I can't let
Carrie go with you until you've settled down enough to know how to take care
of her right and proper. She'll be here waiting for you just like she said she would. Come over and sit down, Bill.
You kept your promise, Bill. I always knew I would
if I could. Still an awful long way
to Argentina. We'll get there, Bill,
I know we will. I've been building our ranch
all the way here, Carrie. Mile by mile and log by log. I've been building
corrals, fences, stocking the range. You're gonna have all the things
you always wanted, Carrie. Just like real people. He wouldn't stand
a chance, honey. They'd catch him before he
got halfway to the border. What are we
really gonna do, Dad? I don't know.
I'll get him some clothes
and clean him up. Kiss me, Bill. Don't move, Bill. Let's see your hands. Well, Bill,
it's been a long chase. Kind of hate to see it
end this way, Kid. I mean, with you
still in one piece. It ain't ended yet, Mr. Swanson. I'll be back. That's right, Bill,
you will be back. Could I talk to him
a minute, Marshal? Alone. We got nothing to say. I think you do, Bill. Get his gun. Oh, listen to me, Bill. This isn't the end,
it's the beginning. It's the only possible way
we can
have anything ever. Come on, John, let's go. Well, Pat, guess you saved
yourself a horse on the deal. It's gonna be as tough on
her as it is on you, son. She really loves you. It won't be too long. When you come back, this ranch
will belong to you two kids. Now why don't you go over and say
good-bye the way you should? I guess Pat's right, Carrie. So are you. How many mistakes can a man make and still hope to get away with? Oh, Bill. You're lucky, Carrie. I wish that Bitter Creek and
I had that
same chance.
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