Four Faces West Page #3

Good-bye.

Good-bye.

Mr. McEwen, I know I

shouldn't be talking like this,

but I just can't help it.

If

- If you're in some kind of trouble, it doesn't matter.

I'd like to help.

Now, now.

Everything's gonna be

all right.

We'll be pulling in

to the station soon, and...

you want to look pretty

when you get off, don't you?

There.

That's better.

I'm gonna get

your things.

And who knows. One of these days we

might be taking a buggy ride together.

Alamogordo.

Aboard!

Oh-

Uh, pardon me.

Is there a Miss Hollister here?

Uh, no, there isn't.

Excuse me, senor.

That is Miss Hollister.

Oh. Thank you.

Miss Hollister?

Yes.

I'm sorry I'm late, but I just

never seem to have enough time.

You must be Dr. Eldredge.

Yes, I'm Dr. Eldredge.

I won't say, "Welcome to Alamogordo.

"I'll just say, "Welcome to you. "

Oh, thank you.

I'll take the rug.

All right. I have a rig outside

to drive us to the hospital.

I imagine you Easterners

find our West rather rough.

But I do hope you'll get

to like it. I'm sure I will.

Senor McEwen, I see that

you have missed your train.

Well, what do you know.

I guess I did.

Hi, boss.

Monte!

Glad to see you back!

How you do? Win or lose? Lose.

Good.

How are you?

You seem to know everybody

around here. S, seor.

My cousins and I,

we own this place.

You see, the bar,

it is Cousin Phillip's.

The restaurant is Cousin

Jose's. The tables are mine.

Looks all right. No matter what

happens, we never run out of cousins.

Same as usual?

S.

No, thanks. And you, Senor McEwen.

What will you do

in Alamogordo?

Oh, I might get a job.

That should be easy.

I hear great numbers are

hunting that bank bandit.

A $3,000 reward is a

great deal of money. Yeah.

There are men

who would kill for it.

But to a gambler, me,

this money would be

most unlucky.

Yeah.

It might be a little

unhealthy too.

Monte, it's good

to see you back.

Senor Burnett, how are you? I want

you to meet a very good friend of mine.

Ross McEwen. He needs

a job. How are you?

Know anything about

working cattle? Some.

I can use a top hand.

You got one.

Fine. The job

may not last long.

Three of my boys quit to

go chasin' that bank bandit.

Said they'd be back when

they collected the reward.

I'll make you a deal, Mr. Burnett.

If they catch the bandit, I'll quit.

I'll shake on that.

Bartender,

how about some drinks?

Mr. And Mrs. Winston

and Junior,

Trotter, Bowie,

McEwen,

Marquez,

Miss Hollister.

Room for two more on the

mail hack tomorrow morning?

I'll make room.

Good.

Hello, Sheriff.

That your new hand?

Yeah.

Pretty good boy

with the stock too.

Why?

Well, just like to know

who's around.

If you don't mind stopping in the

shade of this weeping willow tree,

I'd like to fix

my harness.

Ross, I don't want to ask you

what you've done or why,

but if you have made a mistake,

wouldn't it be better to-

Give myself up?

I didn't want to say it,

but surely it would be better...

than to spend your life

running away.

I've always felt it isn't what a man

has done in the past that matters.

It's what he does

in the present. Now.

Do you mean that?

Of course I do.

Fay, there's a lot of things I

wanted to tell you this afternoon,

but I guess

it'll have to wait.

What are you

going to do?

I don't know yet.

You recall a group that

came through here last week?

Was there a tall young

feller among them?

'Fraid I can't

help you much.

A lot of folks came past the rock

that week on account of the washout.

And one of 'em

was a pretty girl.

Ooh, come to think of it,

there was a tall young fella.

Seemed sort of

interested in her.

You remember what he was

wearin'? Mmm, can't recall.

He's across the border

by now, Pat.

Maybe.

Deal a good hand to someone else besides

your friend McEwen, will you, Monte?

My friend has won

also on your deal.

Jim.

On the house.

Pass.

A blue.

Two blue is better.

Are you in?

Hmm? What's the bet? Three blues.

Cards?

Come.

One.

How about you? Is that a

pat hand you're holdin'?

I better take a look.

I'll take four cards.

I'm not afraid of you, Lou. Two blues.

I guess I have to sweeten

the pot for myself.

Ten blues better.

It'll cost you just ten

more to see what I've got.

I'm not that curious.

I'm not either.

You ought to be careful with a

loaded gun. You might shoot someone.

You question

my dealing, senor?

No, I got enough.

Cash me in.

So am I. I'm quittin'.

That suits me.

I should've quit

before I started.

McEwen. No, I don't

recall the name.

Seen anybody who matches

the description? No.

Come to think of it, there's a

new hired hand at the Circle "M."

That might be him. Want to

ride out and take a look?

Yeah.

I'll get the horses.

Sheriff.

Huh?

Do you know anybody

named Monte Marquez?

Oh, sure. He and his cousin run

the Longhorn Saloon down the street.

Take us up there.

All right.

I'd like you to do me a favor,

Monte. You have only to ask.

Uh, a friend of mine borrowed some

money from a bank in Santa Maria.

I'd like to pay some of it

back on account, indirectly.

You think you could mail this

from somewhere outside Alamogordo?

I think

it could be done.

But how will the banker

know who's sending it?

Just sign the letter

"Jefferson Davis. " He'll know.

Will you drink

a little toast with me?

To un caballero

valiente.

Senor Jefferson Davis.

I'm looking for Monte

Marquez. Just a minute.

Someone ask for me?

Over there.

You wish to see me, senor?

Yes. My name's Garrett.

Not Pat Garrett, the most

famous marshal in all the West?

Well, I'm Garrett, anyway. Drinks

for Senor Garrett and his friend.

It is on the house.

Whiskey.

That's mighty nice of you, but

my deputy's in kind of a hurry.

- Like to ask you a few questions.

- S, seor, if I can help.

I'm looking for a fella,

calls himself Ross McEwen.

- I understand you met him.

- Ross McEwen.

Oh, s, seor. He was on the

train with me. Very nice fella.

He's working at the Circle "M" rancho.

It is only eight, nine miles from here.

Thanks. I might have that

drink with you on the way back.

Be a pleasure,

senor.

Thanks, Monte.

I will miss you,

amigo.

If you will permit me, senor,

you will need provisions

and a horse.

They will be in the back

when you are ready.

Ross!

I was hoping I'd find you off-duty.

I have to leave for a while,

but I wanted to see you.

I have a little

present for you.

Oh, it's beautiful.

Oh, no.

Ross.

What is it?

Something's the matter.

I haven't time to explain now.

But I'd like for you to wear that.

Hey. Ross, what's happened?

You're running away again.

I'm an outlaw. I'm the one that

robbed the Santa Maria bank.

Pat Garrett's in Alamogordo.

I'm wanted dead or alive.

You've got to stay

away from me.

Marshal! Miss Hollister's not

here! Her bed hasn't been slept in!

- When did you see her last? - Why,

yesterday afternoon, before she went off-duty.

What do you think happened?

She have any visitors?

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