Decision at Sundown Page #2

- Well, what are you going to do?

- Nothing he can do.

He ain't broke any laws.

- But he said that Tate Kimbrough...

- The stranger just stated an opinion.

Now, you can't arrest a man

for having an opinion, can you, Sheriff?

Good morning, gentlemen.

What'll you have?

You got anything to eat?

The restaurant's right down the street,

but it's closed.

Two whiskeys, then.

Your money's no good today, mister.

All the drinks are on Tate Kimbrough.

- We're paying for our drinks.

- There's no charge.

If you don't mind, we'd like to pay.

Give him back his money, Otis.

- That sign means what it says, mister.

- So do I, Sheriff.

Otis, make sure everybody's got a full glass.

The good health

of Mr. And Mrs. Tate Kimbrough.

Sheriff, I'd sure appreciate it

if you'd get my money out of there,

wipe it off and put it back on the bar.

Better hurry, Sheriff.

I don't think Mr. Kimbrough

would like you to miss his wedding.

Mister, if you're figuring

to stay on in Sundown,

you're making a big mistake.

Otis, the sheriff left you a messy job,

but my friend and I would like

these drinks before we leave.

That's all right, you go right ahead.

You paid for your drink.

Otis, I think I will have that drink.

On me.

- Doc!

- Hello, Ruby.

Do me a favor. Ride with me to the church.

- Well, I wasn't planning on going.

- Please.

All right, Ruby.

I sure never expected Morley Chase

and the C-Cross boys at the wedding.

Something wrong, Barber?

Oh, no, no, no, Mr. Chase. It's just that...

Just that what?

Well, none of us figured on seeing you here,

on account of you and Tate

ain't exactly friends.

Well, why not?

I'm no different than the rest of you boys.

You know we all feel

the same about the groom.

The day's full of surprises.

What's she doing with him?

Make way for Mr. Kimbrough.

Come on, now,

make way for Mr. Kimbrough.

All right, everybody, stand aside

and make way for the bridegroom.

- Good morning, Mr. Kimbrough.

- Good morning, Zeke.

All right, folks, everybody inside.

Men, leave your guns in the vestibule.

Good morning. Good morning.

I ain't never been to no wedding,

even yours.

- You stay here.

- Oh, Bart!

Dear brethren,

we are gathered together on this...

Sheriff, we shouldn't proceed with

the ceremony with you toting a gun.

- Your gun.

- Thank you.

Dear brethren, we're gathered here

together on this glorious day

to unite Lucy Summerton

and Tate Kimbrough in holy matrimony.

Oh, friends, before I begin the ceremony,

there's a question here that has to be asked.

Is there any man here

who knows any reason

why these two dear people

should not be married?

If so, let him speak

or forever hold his peace.

- Lucy Summerton, do you take...

- Hold it!

Well, now, look here, everybody's welcome,

as long as they leave

their gun in the vestibule

and ain't got enough whiskey in them

to make them troublesome.

You said if anybody had any objection

to this wedding to speak up.

That's what I'm doing.

We're not interested, stranger.

Kimbrough, we never laid eyes

on each other before today,

and we're not strangers.

Think back to Sabine Pass

and a girl named Mary.

- I never heard of Sabine Pass.

- Lying ain't gonna help you none.

Swede, get that man out of here

so we can go on with our wedding.

Stay where you are.

You'd better leave town

if you want to stay in one piece.

I'll leave when I finish what I came for.

Well, whoever you are,

and whatever you came for,

you're not going to stop this wedding.

The name's Allison, Miss. Bart Allison.

If you marry this man,

you'll be a widow by sundown.

You, take this money down to the preacher.

Good gracious, what's this for?

Maybe I just done you out of a wedding fee,

so you can keep that money for

performing Kimbrough's funeral services.

You men sit down and stay quiet.

Wagon!

Around the corner.

You should have killed that fellow

when he passed us on the street,

instead of there in church.

I didn't kill him.

Then what is all the fuss about?

I just told him I was going to.

You just stood up there in church

and told Kimbrough

you was going to kill him.

- Bart, you must be plumb crazy.

- I'm doing this my own way, Sam.

For three years I've hunted Kimbrough,

but he didn't know it.

Before I settle with him,

I want him to know he's being hunted.

You ain't hunting him no more,

he's hunting you.

They're holed up in Abe's livery stable.

Now, don't worry, Tate,

they ain't going nowhere.

We got that whole stable covered,

front and back.

Seeing as how I'm your best man

and got the ring,

I figured I ought to get back

so's we could get on with the wedding.

You done the right thing, Sheriff.

Now, if everybody will get back inside,

we'll proceed with the ceremony.

You can't have a wedding without a bride.

Lucy!

Charlie, I expect you to have Lucy

back here at the church by 12:00.

I don't think we ought to go ahead

with this wedding

until this man Allison is behind bars.

Don't worry about him.

I should think you'd be worried about him.

He said he was going to kill you.

He's not going to kill me.

Allison's not the first man

that's had that thought in mind.

- It's more than just a thought with that one.

- I told you not to worry about him, Charlie.

I expect Lucy back here by 12:00.

I want you to get him now.

Tate, he won't come out,

and we can't get in there and get him

without somebody getting shot up.

I pay you and the boys real good, Swede.

If I didn't think a little gunplay

would come up from time to time,

you wouldn't be worth it.

He won't stay holed up forever.

As soon as he makes his move...

You haven't got forever.

I don't care how you do it.

You've got exactly one hour

to take care of Mr. Allison.

- I'll be at the hotel.

- I wouldn't pass by the stable on the way.

You're liable to not get there.

Tate, is there anything I can do?

How long has it been

since you've handled a gun?

Gracious. Not since the fracas up in Denver.

I don't like guns much.

That figures.

Well, Ruby, it looks like the wedding's

been called off, for a while anyway.

That fellow sure was a nervy cuss,

wasn't he, Doc?

Yeah. It's too bad he didn't use a little

common sense along with his nerve.

What do you mean?

Well, now he hasn't got a chance of

accomplishing what he came here for.

Herb, you and Pete get up

above that eating house.

Unless one of them shows his face,

you just keep shooting

at the window nearest Spanish

when he makes his move.

Allison, unless you and your partner

want to die in that stable,

you'll throw out your guns and come on out.

I ain't ready yet.

When I am, I'll be coming out

the same time my gun does.

If you don't come out, we're coming in.

You sure would be making a big mistake.

There ain't no way they can get at us

from the rear.

Bart!

That fellow seemed awful anxious

to come in here, so bring him in.

Where you going, Doc?

I left my satchel in here.

I figure I'm gonna need it.

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