Fury at Furnace Creek Page #4

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The entire territory will be under their supervision

starting day after tomorrow.

- What's the idea?

- The War Department...

didn't see fit to take me

into their confidence.

You don't suppose they're getting curious

about what happened at-

Shut up.

That's closed. Finished.

- Well, I was just wondering-

- Well, don't.

The army will be welcome here.

We have nothing to hide, nothing to fear.

- Remember that.

- Yes, sir.

- Except-

- Except what?

- You remember that money you told

me to send to Little Dog? - Mm-hmm.

He sent it back...

with this in it.

- This can mean only one thing.

- That's right.

He wants your scalp.

He figures we double-crossed him.

Well, we did, didn't we?

Yes, sir. We did.

Unfortunately for him,

he's in no position to do anything about it.

- He can't prove anything.

He's a fugitive and a renegade.

The army will shoot him on sight.

See who it is.

- I want to see Mr. Leverett.

- He's busy.

Let him in.

- How are you, Captain? Sit down.

- No thank you.

- What can I do for you?

- Let me go.

- Let- Go where?

- Anywhere. Just let me go away from here.

I've played fair with you.

I've kept my end of the bargain.

- I don't know what you're talking about.

- Well, ask him. He does.

Oh, there was some trouble

downstairs last night.

- A question about how many queens a man could hold.

- You tried to frame me.

You wanted an excuse to have me killed,

and now you won't let me get out of town.

Every place I try, they've got orders-

his orders- to keep me here...

- until he can think of a good, safe way to have me killed.

- Easy, Captain.

I don't know what went on last night,

but I am here now, and I give the orders.

- When do you want to leave?

- Oh, the first stage out tonight.

- I tried to get a seat, but they told me-

- You'll be on it. Here.

Buy yourself a drink.

You look like you need one.

Why, thanks, Mr. Leverett. Thanks.

I guess I got a little excited.

And if I don't see you before you go,

good-bye and good luck.

Thanks.

And the same to you, Mr. Leverett.

What's the matter with you?

Can't you carry out an order?

I told you before I left,

he was coming apart.

Well, I- I had it all rigged for last night,

but something went wrong.

I want him out of the way

before the army moves in.

And I want it to look legitimate so there'll be

no questions asked by the army or anybody.

I'll get on it right away.

If nothing else works, I'll-

I'll take some money from the hotel safe

and plant it on him.

- Do what you have to do, but get it over with tonight.

- All right.

- Here ya are. Room 12, upstairs to your left.

- Thank you.

Hi.

- What's new?

- Not much so far. One out and one in.

Take it easy.

- Howdy, Mr. Gilmore.

- Cash.

Cameron's the name-Tex Cameron.

- How are you, Rufe?

- Well enough. And you?

- No better, no worse. It's been a long time since-

- Yes, almost six years.

- Sorry I couldn't get home for the funeral.

- We didn't count on you.

Take it easy, Rufe.

He was my father too.

It's a little late

to be remembering that, isn't it?

Sorry.

What are you doing out here, Rufe?

You know the answer to that

as well as I do.

I came here to see what I could do

to clear the general's name.

You're wasting your time.

I've been all over it.

It's ancient history out here.

- They're not even interested in what happened at the fort.

- Well, I am.

And I'm interested

in Captain Walsh too.

I've already talked to him.

He's a weakling and a drunk...

but as far as I could figure out,

he told the truth at the court-martial.

I'll have to decide that for myself.

Well, as long as you're determined

to find out for yourself...

how about working together?

No sense in both of us

covering the same ground.

- Although I still think you're wasting your time.

- No thanks. I'll go it alone.

- Any particular reason?

- Yes-

a very particular reason.

We never saw eye-to-eye on anything.

I don't think we ever will.

- You walked out on us once. Let's just leave it that way.

- Fair enough.

Now if you don't mind,

I'll make a speech...

and tell you something

I didn't want to tell you in the beginning.

Walsh is in trouble- deep trouble.

There's a couple of people in town

who would be very happy...

to see him in a coffin on boot hill.

I did him a big favor the other night.

He's beginning to come around.

Sooner or later,

he'll talk if he lives.

I aim to keep him alive

until he does.

So stay clear of him until I'm through with him,

and stay clear of me.

Look who's comin'.

Uh, Pop, I think the stew

is boiling over.

- Ain't no stew on.

- Well, put some on.

- Hello.

- Oh, hello.

- Do you have an extra cup of coffee handy?

- One cup of coffee coming up.

Wish I were hungry.

That apple pie sure looks good.

- Want some?

- No thanks.

Won't you join me?

Oh, it's against the rules for the help

to associate with a paying customer.

- During working hours, that is.

- During working hours.

- And after that?

- After that, it's up to the help...

and the customer.

- How 'bout 9:
00?

- 9:
00's fine.

Peaceful.

Ah, hi, Tex.

- Hi, Molly. - Hiya,

Peaceful. - Hello.

Say, they tell me I better stay in good with you

if I wanna keep healthy.

Son, you sure move fast.

- Hit town one day, big job the next.

- I didn't know you had a job.

- Didn't he tell ya?

- No.

He's the new watchdog

for the syndicate.

Step on Leverett's toes,

and Tex steps on yours.

From the way you handled Bird the other night,

you won't run into no trouble.

- What'll you have, Peaceful?

- Oh, I didn't come to buy. I come to pay.

A fella kicked in

with five bucks he owed, and...

I thought I better settle up my bill

before Saturday rolls around.

Well, see you later.

My mules is gettin' lonesome. Adios-y!

- I'll go down and see about renting a buckboard tonight.

- That won't be necessary.

- What's the matter?

- Your job, that's what's the matter.

I know it's not much of a job, but it-

I wouldn't care if you swept out the gutters.

That would be honest.

But not this.

- What do you got against Mr. Leverett?

- My father's grave...

and all the rest of the graves

out at the fort.

- Isn't that enough?

- But Molly, you can't be sure-

I told you once before that General Blackwell

must have had a reason to do what he did.

Who had their claims all staked out

even before the territory was open?

Who knew right where the silver was?

Mr. Leverett, that's who-

the man you're paid to look after.

- But you're only guessing, Molly. It's not proof.

- It's all the proof I need.

I read what went on at that court-martial.

If the general hadn't died...

they'd have proved that he or his sons

were on Leverett's payroll.

Now- Now just a minute.

Come in, Cap'n.

Just in time.

- Time for what?

- Have a cup of coffee with me.

Good for the nerves.

- Nothing wrong with my nerves.

- Just a figure of speech, Captain.

- You two know each other?

- Of course.

If you want anything else, Captain, just yell.

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