Coroner Creek Page #3

Chris Danning.

Chris, this is Frank Yordy

and Leach Conover.

How do you do?

How do you do?

I'll leave you all to get acquainted.

After supper we'll discuss our plans.

Foreman, huh?

Andy's been telling us about you.

- Yeah?

Yordy, I looked at them

west boundary fence posts,

they don't need fixing for another

couple of weeks yet. Besides, I got

to paint some cupboards for the

kitchen tomorrow.

Say, who's going to transplant them

flowers? Yordy?

I said who's gonna transplant

them flowers she wanted done?

Maybe Mr Danning will do it.

He likes to throw dirt around.

Let's put things straight before we

go any further.

I'll tell you this, starting now

you're tying in to hard work.

You'll polish saddle leather from

dawn to dusk, longer if I'm going to

ramrod this outfit.

Maybe that's one thing you ain't

gonna do.

I ain't taking orders from no loud

mouth, neither are Andy or Leach.

Go on, Yordy,

flap your tongue some more.

Sure I will, if you had any sense

you'd be over the black boughs.

We don't take your kind of talk

in this part of the country.

What you think you're gonna do when

Younger Miles opens up on you?

This, Yordy.

Saddle up and get out.

Now I said.

What about you, Andy?

- Who, me?

Walk out if you want or stay and fight Rainbow.

I ain't never shot a man, I don't even pack a gun.

Then start now. You, Leach?

- Think I better fix them boundary fences.

Guess I better get started cleaning

out the hen house, I reckon.

There you are, up beyond Feserley

Canyon is where the Box H has

stopped for years.

Open range and 400 miles.

That's finished now.

- Dried out?

Froze out more like it, by Rainbow.

If he's taken it over

we can take it back.

Not Feserley Canyon you won't.

Six months ago one of Rainbow's

hands, Tip Henry,

filed a homestead claim on it, if he

stays out the year on it it's his.

Then sells it to Miles.

I want to look at Tip Henry's shack

on the quiet. How far is it?

About a mile. But I can think of a

lot of scenery I would rather see.

Don't move.

Andy, throw that drifter's gun away.

What's the matter, Stew, this ain't

no way to act.

- Shut upl

You're both coming with me.

Come on, move!

Ernie?

Ernie!

Where'd you find them?

- On Rainbow property.

Just coming up to meet my neighbours.

Well you met them, take a good look.

I don't see anything worth looking at.

- You don't, huh?

Take it easy, itchy fingers.

You tough drifters will never learn.

Been everywhere, seen everything.

Pretty handy with a six-gun, huh?

- Maybe.

Get down.

Let's find out how tough

you really are.

Hey, wait a minute, Ernie, Chris

ain't done nothing.

- Shut up, Andy.

Go home and take care of your flower garden.

- Flower garden?

You heard him, go on back to

your knitting.

No witnesses, eh?

That's right.

Get going, Andy.

Tip, come here.

That's how to treat those tough drifters.

Bust up their trigger fingers.

Now watch him dog it out of here.

Remember, Tip, when he comes to,

put him on his horse and head him

for the black boughs. Tell him to keep riding.

- Sure, Ernie.

Hold it!

Drop them gun belts, all of you.

All of you!

You too, Ernie.

- You'd better me careful,

Andy, those things go off.

Where is he?

What did you do with him?

Last we seen of him was heading for

the black boughs.

Somebody better start talking or

I'm going to blow somebody apart!

Did you do that, Ernie?

- Why, Andy, you know better.

His horse bit him.

Ernie, I think I'm going to shoot you.

Hold it, Andy,

you just take care of the others.

I'll take care of them.

Get over here!

Don't any one of you make a move.

How did he do it?

Somebody better start talking.

He stomped on it.

Which one of you is Tip Henry?

I am.

Listen, Henry, you homesteaded

this place for Miles.

You've got six months left

to live on it,

to make it what Miles calls legal.

Half those nights I'll come back

and shoot it up

until you move or I kill you.

And you can tell Miles I won't need

any Indians to help me.

I'm sorry, dear, I didn't mean that.

I know you didn't, it's the only

thing that seems to help.

I understand but drinking doesn't

answer anything.

I thought I told you to keep away

from here, Abbie.

I was just visiting with Kate.

- Visiting, huh?

The whole town's talking about your

last visit with her.

Get this straight, Younger.

Abbie's never done any drinking here.

Kate was only trying to help me

the other night. Which is more than

you've ever done, Younger.

Well, howdy, folks. I'll be darned if

I don't believe you and that man of

yours are the best looking couple in

Coroner Creek. Katie, there's nothing

like a marriage to keep a woman

looking beautiful.

Is there anything wrong, daughter?

No, Dad, I was just...

That new piano I bought Abbie

was sent out to the ranch today.

She ought to be there.

- Yes, of course she should.

We'll finish our talk at home.

- A new piano. You're a mighty lucky girl.

All of the things Miles

has done for you.

Yes, all he's done for me.

He's done a lot for you too,

hasn't he, Dad?

He sure has, why, I wouldn't even be

sheriff if it wasn't for him.

What's the matter with her?

Seems like everyone's jumpy today.

Bring me this pot roast,

a lot of gravy.

Bring a little catsup too.

Here you are, Mr Miles.

You can't tell me about Danning,

I know all about him, Tip.

Come on, have another drink.

What are you doing away from

Feserley Canyon, Tip?

I guess you ain't heard what

happened to Ernie?

I heard about it.

What's it got to do with you?

What's it got to do with me?

Danning's kicked me off my own

claim, I'm scared, Miles.

He's the kickinist-off dodo I ever

seen, he run me of the Box H.

I can understand you being scared,

Yordy, but Tip here -

- I wasn't scared,

I told that big...

- I'm scared.

I'm scared good. And I'm quitting.

You're what?

- I'm quitting.

I paid your fee to farm on that

land. I'm paying you good wages.

I'm feeding you. I'm giving you

$1,000 for that quarter section.

Isn't that enough?

You don't get it, there ain't enough

money in the world to keep me there.

I'm quitting.

I ain't never going back there,

he'll kill me.

I'll send some men out there with

you every night.

- He'd kill them too.

He's crazy!

- Say, I'd like a crack at that...

- Shut up!

You haven't got a title to that land

until you've proved up on it. Where

does that leave me?

I don't know, but it leaves me alive though.

- If anybody takes a shot at you he'll be hunted

down by the US Marshal. We can't

afford to hunt him down ourselves,

it ain't legal.

Say, that wouldn't stop you, Mr Miles.

- Yordy, someday somebody's

gonna poke your tongue down

your throat.

What happens to Danning isn't going

to interest me, with me in my grave.

He said he'll come back every night

and shoot up the place until I move

or got killed.

And he said to tell you that he

wouldn't need any Indians to help

him do the job.

What did you say about Indians?

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