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without your persecuting him?

Oh, in this case, ma'am,

it isn't exactly persecution.

Well, what is it?

Well, you see, when Colonel

Desmond was a prisoner of war,

he escaped with the contents

of the Commandant's safe...

$20,000.

Good for him.

Well, now, why didn't you

tell me that before?

That's wonderful!

I'm afraid the United States

government feels different.

It'd like both him and

the money locked up again.

Oh...

Well, how long a term

would he receive?

They're saying ten years.

I know how you feel, ma'am.

If you happen not to be

telling all you know,

I... wouldn't blame you.

I think you better go.

What I'm trying to say

is I'd much rather

be chasing Indians,

but since I have orders,

it's not...

Did you hear

what my granddaughter said,

Lieutenant?

Yes, sir.

And in the future,

please remember you

are not welcome here.

Is that the young fellow

who was here before?

Yes.

But I don't think

he'll come back again.

Couldn't be he's the reason

Colonel Desmond wouldn't come,

wouldn't admit who he was?

Might be.

No, Gramp, it couldn't be.

If he were Tom's brother,

he'd have come regardless.

I reckon you're right.

I reckon I don't have to say

that I'm disappointed.

Seems every hope we've

cherished for a year

has been a mirage.

Fool's gold.

Joseph Senn.

Yes, sir, Joseph Senn!

Ah, mister, I do like payday.

I guess that's right.

Yes, sir, just is.

Rainbow Saloon, here I come!

Save me a drink, Joe!

William Barton.

That's me, and is this

a happy moment.

William Barton.

Nothing wrong with that.

Let me through here!

What do you want?

I want a word with you.

I'm busy!

You weren't too busy

this morning

while you were smelting

my copper.

What do you mean?

Just what I'm saying.

While my boys was off hunting

and I was away,

some thieving scoundrel

carried my ore up here

and you smelted it for him.

I want to know who.

I don't know anything

about your ore

or any other Rebel's!

You're lying!

Either tell me who stole it

or pay for it...

I don't much care which.

Take it easy, Bassett.

You keep out of this.

For once we're going to get

a square deal here!

Outside.

Get back, all of you.

Keep moving!

I'm going, but I ain't finished.

Watch that door.

So you're telling me

to keep out of this,

huh, Bassett?

I certainly am.

Supposing I don't?

We'll get someone around here

who'll see there's right.

Go ahead, Ethan.

Don't mark up his face.

We want him pretty

for his folks.

Get him up and out of there.

Travis!

You needn't have been so brutal.

Why, Mr. Balfour,

you told me yourself

they're as dangerous as wolves.

Whoopee! Girls!

What is it?

Entertainers... girls!

Ah, no, you don't!

Hooray!

Mr. Bixby.

That's me.

Ma Tarbet's my name.

Welcome to Coppertown.

I own this place.

Get your troupe in

and I'll show them where

they're going to roost.

Get back, boys, get back.

The show goes on tonight.

Hello.

Hello.

Hello.

I'm the professor.

I play the piano.

I'm going to play

for you tonight.

Hey, hey!

I'll help him, sonny.

Watch it, Professor.

Whoopee! I'm going to put

my brand on this one!

Whoa! No, put me down!

That a boy, Lew!

Hold it, boys, hold it!

Hold it!

Lew Partridge,

put that girl down.

I said put that girl down.

Oh, I'm sorry, Miss Lisa.

I... I never meant no harm.

That's better.

Good for you, Lisa.

By golly, he did come.

Who'd you say came?

Oh, nobody.

Nobody at all.

I... I was just talking

to myself, that's all.

He must've come here

to help us.

Oh, thunderation,

it's you again.

Or maybe it's your cousin.

Oh, well, here, here.

I thought we had troubles before

but it's nothing

to what's coming.

The boys

will probably be riding horses

up and down the halls all night.

Why don't you put two in a room?

Two in a room?

I'm putting five in a room.

Come on, gals,

I'll show you the way.

That leaves us two men.

Yes, you and Signor Martelli.

Johnny Carter, ma'am.

I thought you had

an Italian tenor.

Well, unfortunately,

he disappeared.

It's the strangest thing

I ever saw.

With us one minute

and gone the next.

Yes, luckily for you,

I had a few free days

between engagements.

You do sing Italian,

of course.

Only in the bath, ma'am.

What is this?

Mr. Carter

is a trick-shot artist.

Trick-shot artist?!

Why, the town is full of them.

Yes, it is.

And so is the cemetery.

I hear you've got quite

an extensive one in Coppertown.

Well, I guess he'll have to do.

You'll share the same room.

Thank you, Miss Roselle.

You know, ma'am, I never thought

the day would come

when I'd regret not being

an Italian tenor.

Well, I'm saying

we should pull up stakes.

And I'm saying you're a quitter.

Ain't we got the

right on our side?

That we have.

Yes, and Moss Balfour

has got the might.

If we stick together

like we done through the war,

ain't nobody gonna whip us.

As soon as my boys get back,

I'm aiming to square

accounts with Travis

and that other deputy.

Jeb Bassett,

you lay back like

the doctor said.

Sorry, Mrs. Bassett.

We'll move along, Jeb,

and let you get a little rest.

Now, Martha, I'm fine.

We just heard about it, Dad.

You hurt bad?

I'll be up and around

in a couple of hours.

Then we can decide what to do.

Jeb, you ain't gonna

pull them into this.

What's a man have sons

for if not to help him?

He's right, Ma.

I suffered enough

from the war,

losing Carey and Tom,

worrying and praying

for you

and the other boys.

I'm wore out with suffering.

Why can't we leave

like the others,

go someplace where it's safe?

A man's got to do

what he thinks best, Mother.

Come in.

Mr. Roberts.

Yes, come in.

Come right in, please.

I was told you wanted

to see me.

My name is...

Why, of course.

I know who you are.

Can't escape a reputation

like yours, you know.

Well, thank you, sir.

It is kind of a showy act,

but people seem to like it.

Well, sit down,

Colonel, sit down.

No colonel.

Just plain Johnny Carter.

Oh, well, sit down anyway.

Thank you.

And, uh, Mr. Carter,

with a reward out

for Colonel Desmond's arrest

and every Yankee soldier

in the country out to collect,

I can readily understand

the colonel's reluctance

to admit to his identity.

Haven't seen one of these

for years.

A useful gun in its day,

but like its owner,

no longer much good in a fight.

Tell me about Lisa Roselle.

Oh, you know it's very odd

that you should be so curious

about Lisa Roselle.

She's a beautiful woman.

Oh, come, come, sir.

I'll wager at my age

you'd be equally curious.

I say it's odd

because this Lisa Roselle

is within the framework

of all the wickedness

that threatens us.

There's a scoundrel

named Henderson

who proposes to run us

out of the country

and take over our mines.

Operating for him here

is this Lisa Roselle

and her crew of bullyboys...

Deputy Sheriff Travis

and his men.

What do you know about her?

Very little,

except that she's

a New Orleans adventuress,

clever and unscrupulous.

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