Chisum Page #3

- Bourbon?

- Just one.

It's a big move for Sue and me.

You don't have any idea how big.

I've only been out here for a short time.

But I'm putting together an organization

bigger than anything the West has seen:

Land, mining, cattle,

freighting, speculation.

That does sound big.

And it sounds like it'll take a lot of doing.

You'll find I'm pretty well-connected here.

Here, look at this.

I can show you a shortcut

to the whole proposition. Chisum.

The King of the Pecos.

He got here first. He holds the key.

The Pecos River

runs through the middle of his land.

So?

He lets the water flow to all the ranches,

big and small.

If another man, with more appetite,

owned that land...

he'd control a territory bigger

than most states and some countries.

- Yeah, but another man doesn't.

- I know. Not yet.

But that's not just a map.

That's a chessboard.

And if another man

makes the right moves...

there might just be

a new King of the Pecos.

Gentlemen, come in.

Sheriff Brady, Jess Evans,

this is Alex McSween.

He's part of the family.

- Howdy.

- What does he do?

He used to be a storekeeper,

and now he's my lawyer.

I prefer storekeepers.

Then don't ever get arrested.

I don't intend to.

Neither did Riker.

- Lawrence...

- Okay.

All right, Sheriff.

Listen, Alex,

would you excuse us for a minute?

Certainly.

First it was Neemo, then Riker.

Now Chisum's sent for Judge Wilson.

- What do we do?

- Have some wanted posters printed up.

- On who?

- Riker.

- What for?

- Your prisoner's going to escape.

- He is?

- He is.

Tell him to wait in the line shack

on Bony Ridge...

till the judge gets tired of waiting around.

- How much?

- How much what?

- How much reward? $100, or...

- No.

Don't be a piker, man. $200...

Nobody's gonna collect it.

Why get in a frazzle over Chisum?

You turn me loose on him...

there'll be a sudden funeral

right here in Lincoln.

Yours.

How's that?

- Do you play chess?

- Chess?

What the hell has that got to do

with Chisum?

Everything. You just leave him alone.

I'll take care of him.

- That ain't gonna be easy.

- You're right.

But there's a fundamental difference

between Mr. Chisum and me.

What's that?

Mr. Chisum is a man

who respects the law.

Around here, I'm the man who owns it.

Get out of here! You miserable...

Next one goes in your gut.

Put the gun away, William.

- What's the trouble, Juan?

- No trouble.

This greaser was just trying to tell me

how to run my business.

And just how did he go about that?

They have nearly doubled the prices.

We can't pay what they ask.

You don't like it, go elsewhere.

Maybe they will.

There is no place within 100 miles.

About those prices, Mr. Murphy.

Prices are always going up.

Sign of a healthy economy.

Or a healthier profit.

If he needs money,

he can arrange a loan at the bank.

The bank'd be happy

to mortgage his spread.

Maybe that's what we need around here.

Another bank.

You plan on starting one, Mr. Chisum?

Why not? All it takes is money.

Yes, we might even start up a store, too.

Just in the spirit of healthy competition,

of course.

Talk to you later, Henry.

Right, John.

- Qu tal, Juan?

- Regular.

- Billy, gracias.

- De nada.

Billy.

I see you're still pretty handy

with that six-killer.

I hit where I aim.

Company, halt!

- What else?

- Nothing else, Colonel.

We brought enough beef

for White Buffalo's people to get by.

I'll deliver the rest at the weekend,

if it's all right with you and White Buffalo.

Chisum's word.

I am not interested in your opinion

of Mr. Chisum's word.

Sir, I understand your problem,

but you have to understand mine.

Would you mind explaining?

There are many problems attendant

to running such a large territory.

I don't propose to dwell on them

here and now.

What do you propose to do here and now?

I've already done it.

When I heard what happened

to your cattle...

I made arrangements for the delivery

of another herd at a very good price.

Didn't take you very long.

I have to do what is right

for the Army and the territory.

You don't have to put it in triplicate.

I get the idea.

White Buffalo.

Sgt. Braddock will escort you

back to the reservation.

That is all, White Buffalo.

- Sergeant.

- Yes, sir?

- Straightaway.

- All right, follow me.

Chisum.

Into the wagon.

Hey, Indian!

Chisum, this change nothing between us.

You heard the Colonel, blanket-head.

Straightaway.

Just a minute, Sergeant.

- You know who you're talking to?

- Looks like an Indian to me.

- He's a prince of the Comanche nation.

- I don't care if he's the king of Romania.

The Colonel said, "Straightaway."

Let's move it.

Hold on, Sergeant. Have a cigar.

- Have a cigar.

- Don't mind.

One other thing you ought to know.

You touch White Buffalo again

and I'll kill you.

Sergeant, we go now.

Trace, you and Cass take care of the beef.

Count 'em at fours. Forward, ho!

Forward, ho!

Nathan, looks like we're in business.

Are you sure you can provide

that much beef?

Don't worry. Army'll get its beef,

and a lot cheaper than from Chisum.

You're in charge of this territory, not him.

After you've served your tour of duty...

you'll be an officer

in the L.G. Murphy bank.

- Your family will like that.

- Your bank has nothing to do with this.

I'm in the Army. I wouldn't do anything...

And I wouldn't ask you to.

I'll take care of the details.

And I wouldn't do anything

to insult your integrity.

Pepper, look.

Yup. That's ol' Tropadero.

He's led us on many a cattle drive.

He brought your uncle's herd here,

all the way from Texas.

You and Uncle John have come

a long way together, haven't you?

A long way.

Over there's

an old Comanche burying ground.

"The Lord said unto Cain,

'Why art thou wroth?

"'And why is thy countenance fallen?

"'Lf thou doest well,

shalt thou not be accepted?

"'And if thou doest not well...

"'sin lieth at the door.'

"And Cain talked with Abel, his brother.

"And it came to pass,

when they were in the field...

"that Cain rose up

against his brother and...

"slew him."

Howdy.

Do you always greet people

with so much fanfare?

No, ma'am.

Truth is, I was just...

Just what?

Mr. Tunstall loaned me his Bible here

so I could practice my reading.

Looks like that ain't all

you were practicing.

- Which part were you reading?

- About how Cain killed Abel.

You know that was the very first killing?

Yes, I know.

Sure has been a passel of 'em since then.

There sure has.

So long, Bonney.

- Keep practicing, Billy.

- Yes, ma'am.

So they're all in it together.

It may be a chess game to Murphy...

but I don't like his methods,

and I can't go along with him.

It's very kind of you to tell me, Alex...

but I'm a pretty good chess player myself.

If I were you,

I'd cut off the water to his property.

I can't do that without affecting Henry

and a lot of other outfits.

What are you figuring on doing?

Sue's packing,

and we're gonna go on back to Kansas.

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