Deep Valley Page #5

having a rest.

Well, I-I just thought

these clothes of pa's

might need some fixing.

You don't have to

do that anymore.

Oh, I don't mind.

That's my job now.

You can do your sewing

on your own things.

Couple of dresses

in my closet

wouldn't look bad on

you with a little fixing.

Thanks, ma.

Anytime you feel

like talking, Libby...

Yes, ma.

Hello.

There you are,

miss.

Your pa was saying

the coffeepot

might still

be on the fire

and I could

get myself a cup.

I- I'll get it

for you.

I'm sheriff akers.

I remember you as a brat about so high.

W- won't you

sit down?

Hope it ain't too

much trouble, miss.

Your pa is being mighty

helpful in all this.

He's letting some of our

boys sleep in your downstairs.

When?

Oh, next night

or two, I guess,

if we don't catch the

critter before then.

No, I mean,

when are they coming?

Oh, 9:
00, 10:00.

They won't get out of

the woods before then.

Your pa says

you been just back

from a little

camping trip,

didn't see none of

our boys.

Where was you?

Oh, up towards

stone ridge.

Yeah, they didn't start

in there till this morning.

Can't nobody get through there now.

No, I guess

they couldn't.

We figure he must be

heading for Castro draw,

but we're searching all

the valleys this side first.

You know

that ground?

N- not very well.

You know something,

miss?

I don't

get much fun.

Pretty gals and gambling

- no more of that.

Course I take a drink now and then,

but mostly just

catching criminals,

that's my fun.

You want to

see a picture?

This is the hanging

of Whitey Lewis.

They hung them

in them days.

That's me

holding the noose.

I got a lot of

pictures like that.

Excuse me. I've got

some straightening to do.

Sure, go ahead.

I was just

gassing.

We know you're in there, Burnett.

Come on out and keep them reaching.

Come on, boys!

No. No. No. You don't discard a nine.

You don't?

Why not?

Because that's

just what I want.

Well, I don't mind.

It's only for fun.

Don't you see, Elly?

It gives me gin.

Then we win,

don't we?

What's so complicated about that?

Where you going,

Libby?

Nowhere, pa.

Well, you got

your coat on.

I thought you was

all played out.

I- I thought I'd go out

for a bit.

Oh, well,

wait a minute.

I forgot to put

my saw in the barn.

I'll go with you.

It's been sort of

a long day.

I think I'll go to bed. Good night.

Good night, Elly.

Good night, ma.

Hey, what's your hurry?

Hello. Anybody home?

Sure, sure. Come in,

Barker, uh, Jeff.

Now, what did

I tell you?

Here's Jeff Barker

come to see you.

Hello, Libby.

Hello.

I was just

driving by.

I've only

got a minute.

Driving by, huh?

That's a good one.

The road only goes

to our place.

I stopped by

yesterday,

but your dad said you'd

gone into the woods.

I was worried

about you.

Don't you worry

about Libby.

She can

take care of herself.

She just needs a little

cheering up, that's all.

Well, make yourself

at home.

What do you have to be cheered up about?

Oh, that's just pa.

You're O.K., then?

Of course I am.

You don't look it.

You look pretty, but

you don't look happy.

Well, I am.

Libby, you're not holding

what happened the other night

against me, are you?

You know, I'd

like to think that

I had something to do

with your feeling good-

a little bit maybe.

You're a nice man,

Mr. Barker.

How about Jeff

being a nice man?

Jeff.

That's better.

You know,

I wasn't kidding.

I really got to

get going.

You better get used to

my dropping in, Libby.

Look, I was going out

for a walk.

Could you drive me down

to the foot of the road,

and then I could

walk back?

Sure.

I'd be glad to.

Come on in, fellas.

Well, here

they are, Libby.

These are the fellas I

was telling you about.

Can you dig up some

blankets for them?

This is my daughter

Libby, fellas.

I guess you know

Jeff Barker.

Hello, boys.

These men are just down

from the mountains.

There's a report that somebody

heard some firing going on

up past stone ridge.

Might have been hunting,

though. Just as likely.

Come on out in

the kitchen, boys,

and have some beer.

Sure.

Are you

all right?

Come down.

Wait. Wait, Barry.

Barry.

Hold me.

Libby-

shh! Don't

say anything.

They're in the house-

four of them sleeping.

What was that?

I don't know.

Nothing. Just

the wind, I think.

Barry, come on.

I know where to go.

Just a minute, Barry.

I know where there are

some matches and a lantern.

What about

the light?

I'll be careful.

They won't see it.

Libby, does

this truck work?

Not since last fall.

Let's hurry.

Wait a minute.

I'd like to look around,

see where I am.

Might have to get out

of here in a hurry.

Oh, no.

No. Please don't.

They have guns.

You're telling me.

They shot at you,

didn't they?

Yeah, and it's

not so hot

when you can't

shoot back.

They're not going to

get me, Libby.

I'd rather get shot

a dozen times.

This is crazy. I won't have a chance.

It's only

a shutter banging.

Trust you.

I'm dying on account of

what I'm doing to you,

but I had to

come back, Libby.

I didn't know

which way to turn.

It was just luck I

found the way back.

Oh.

I'm so happy you're here.

Come on.

Does anybody

ever come up here?

Pa might,

but I don't think so.

He comes to the barn,

but he never comes up here.

Barry, if he did,

you-you wouldn't-

what are you

talking about?

What do you

think I am?

How about the posse?

Won't they search?

They already searched.

They looked everywhere

around here.

They might

search again.

Well, it's just till

we can get away.

I guess you're right.

Just have to risk it.

Are those

the clothes?

Yes. I hope they fit.

As soon as the posse's out of the woods,

we're on our way.

Keep an eye peeled

outside.

There we are.

It's a little out of press,

but better than dungarees.

I- I thought you said

you couldn't shoot back.

I didn't hit anybody.

I wouldn't have

got the gun at all

if I had a minute

to think.

I'm sorry, Libby.

I know we're not,

but...

I have a feeling

we're safe.

Maybe only for a minute. I don't know.

I don't know.

Maybe it's the last

minute we'll ever have.

Look.

It's almost daylight.

I must go.

But I'll come back again

tomorrow.

I'll wait for every chance,

and I'll bring everything,

and then we'll make

our plans how to get away,

won't we?

You better take care of

this, Libby.

I've seen all the guns

I want to see

for the rest of

my life.

Oh, thank you.

Don't worry, darling.

I never said "darling"

to anyone before.

I did,

but I was a liar.

Nice morning.

Oh, ma, don't tickle.

Don't you think just

a little lower in front?

I never saw

anything like it.

All you young girls

want everything

lower in the front

and tighter

in the back.

What are you

so proud of?

It isn't that, ma.

It's just that-

well, look.

See?

What's funny about it? Disgraceful.

All this giggling.

All this primping

and fussing.

I don't know what's

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