Chisum Page #6

Wake up, Sam. Listen to me.

Good God! Lawrence! What happened?

Just got a telegram from Lincoln.

Get rid of that damn fool, will you?

- What?

- Him!

It's all right, George.

Now, what in heaven's name happened?

The Kid just killed Brady,

Morton, and Baker...

and escaped while Chisum and

Justice Wilson stood and watched him.

I can't believe it.

Sam, Brady, Morton, and Baker believe it.

Believe me, you're in the firing line.

You better do something...

before President Hayes decides

you can't handle this territory.

What do you suggest that I do?

First, Justice Wilson is Chisum's friend.

So revoke his powers.

You've got plenty of grounds.

All right.

I'll do that.

What else?

You good people witnessed

the cowardly and cold-blooded murder...

of our beloved Sheriff Brady

by Billy "the Kid" Bonney, right there.

Governor Axtell has appointed

a new Sheriff:
Dan Nodeen.

He's offered a $200 reward for the Kid.

And I'm adding a further reward...

of $1,000, dead or alive.

The Sheriff has formed his posse.

Have you got anything

you want to add to that, Sheriff?

Just this.

I'm gonna bring Bonney in.

You people can either help me,

or stay the hell out of my way.

John, since Governor Axtell

hung me out to dry...

there's nothing I can help you with.

- I'll head back to Mesilla in the morning.

- All right, J.B.

I'm writing President Hayes a letter

asking for an impartial investigation...

By that time, Murphy'll have his name

on everything between Arizona and Texas.

Mr. Murphy...

just how much of Lincoln County

are you after?

Mr. Chisum came out here

several years ago...

put his name on everything he could.

I've only been here a little while.

Just getting started.

You have anything to say to that,

Mr. Chisum?

I don't favor talking to vermin,

but I'll talk to you just this once.

You're not just getting started.

The line's been drawn.

What Billy did balanced the books so far.

But if one of your men cross my land,

or even touch one of my cows...

or do anything to that store...

I'm not going to the Sheriff, the Governor,

or the President of the United States.

I'm coming to see you.

Mr. Chisum, that sounds like a threat.

Wrong word:
Fact.

Billy, why did you come back?

All of Lincoln County's looking for you.

They ain't gonna find me.

Leastways till I find Murphy and Evans.

You killed those men.

Mr. Tunstall was the first man ever

to treat me decent.

He never hurt nobody.

I'm gonna get anybody

who had anything to do with it.

- They'll kill you.

- They'll try.

- Pat, what're you doing?

- Maybe he wants the reward.

You know Pat Garrett better than that.

Look, Pat, you saved my life...

and I'm sorry I had to clout you.

But don't go pulling a gun on me.

Get Mr. Chisum, Sallie.

Put it down, Pat.

You two walk away.

Come on in here, Billy.

I know how you feel, but...

you've gone about it the wrong way.

- It's what you'd have done 25 years ago.

- Billy, all you've done is bollix things up.

The Governor's appointed

another Murphy man sheriff.

So?

- You can't go around killing all the sheriffs.

- I can't?

- You know how this thing's gonna end.

- It's my life.

But you're affecting the lives

of a lot of other people.

Are you talking about a lot of people,

or Sallie?

Maybe it funnels down to her, too.

She reminds me of...

There was a girl once...

back in Texas.

A long time ago.

I knew that the best thing for me to do

was to turn my back.

Let her marry a man

that'd make her happy.

You're talking about Garrett now.

I'm talking about a man

that could make her happy.

I get your meaning, Mr. Chisum.

I'm not gonna turn you in, Billy.

But I'm telling you this:

Don't ever show up on my land again.

All right, Mr. Chisum.

I'll ride.

I didn't intend that you should hear that.

I'm glad I did.

Helps me understand a lot of things.

- Your father was a good man.

- Yes, he was.

I know you did what you thought

was right for all of you...

and that's what you're doing now.

Maybe you should have let Mother

make her own choice.

She did.

She made the right choice.

So will I.

I know you will, Sallie.

Don't lie to me, you pepper gut.

But I swear to you, seor,

we haven't seen him.

He hasn't been here at all.

If he comes here, or rides by,

you get to town and tell me.

'Cause if I hear he even passed this way

without you telling me about it...

you're going to jail.

You understand?

S, Seor Sheriff.

Knock a lot of horseshoes loose

in them rocks...

and all for nothing.

That Nodeen.

Sure is hell-bent on catching you, Billy.

I should've killed him

when I had the chance down in Guadalupe.

Murphy must want you pretty bad

to put up $1,000 for your hide.

It's gonna cost him more than that.

He ain't gonna get my hide.

- I'm gonna get his.

- Let's get started.

All right.

First off, we're gonna hit Murphy's bank

and take his money.

He's got a safe as big as a barn.

- We'll blow it open.

- We'll need dynamite.

We'll get it.

We'll need some more men.

How many?

About half a dozen.

Men who know the layout of the bank,

and can shoot their way out of town.

There's Brown, Scurlock.

Middleton's all right.

And while you're visiting the bank...

I'll be visiting Mr. Murphy.

I got 500 head of prime cattle

penned up at the corral.

I want you and some of the boys

to deliver 'em to Tucson.

You can leave...

- Did you find him?

- No.

What did you come back for?

Some of the horses went lame.

We'll start again tomorrow.

If you needed horses,

you could've sent for 'em.

Listen, Murphy, I know my job.

Nobody said you don't.

Every time I take a step,

I think of Bill Bonney.

I'm gonna find him,

and I'm gonna see him dead.

Yeah, sure, Sheriff.

Want to come to the saloon?

I'll buy all of you a drink.

I prefer my own bottle

and my own company.

That man there,

he's meaner than a gut-shot grizzly.

Well, that's what we need.

You men got your own bottles,

or do you want to come in the saloon?

Hell, you know we're going

in the saloon with you.

Fifty.

Whose move?

His.

It's turning cold.

Wind's from the north.

Comanches call it Tahnimara.

Lonely wind.

I wonder where you heard that.

You know, Pat...

there have been a lot of stories

about John Chisum.

About how wild he was.

Those were wild times.

I think, in some ways,

the two of them are a lot alike.

Who?

Uncle John, Billy Bonney.

Don't you think they are?

Don't you?

Not in the important things.

Like what?

Mr. Chisum's changed with the times.

He doesn't like to let on, but he cares.

About the people here and in town.

About the Indians and the territory.

He's independent...

and he likes to do things his own way,

but he cares.

And Billy doesn't?

I guess he can't help it.

But you heard him,

all he cares about is getting those men.

In a way, doesn't it amount

to the same thing?

No.

Billy wants revenge.

Mr. Chisum wants justice.

There's a big difference.

And there's a big difference

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