High Noon Page #2

- Why?

No time for a lesson in civics, my boy.

In the 5th century BC

the citizens of Athens,

having suffered under a tyrant,

managed to banish him.

When he returned years later

with an army of mercenary,

those same citizens

not only opened their gates for him,

but stood by while he executed

members of the League of Government.

Similar thing happened eight years ago

in a town called Indian Falls.

I escaped death only through the intercess on

of a lady of somewhat dubious reputation,

and the cost of a handsome ring

which once belonged to my mother.

Unfortunately, I have no more rings.

- You're a judge.

- Been a judge many times and many towns.

- I hope to live to be a judge again.

- I can't tell you what to do.

Why must you be so stupid? Have you forgotten

what he's done? That he's crazy?

Don't you rememher

when he sat there and said:

''You'll never hang me. I'll come back

I swear it. I'll kill you, Kane!''

Here you are, ma'am.

This will take you to St. Louis.

Thank you.

Maybe you'd rather wait somewhere else.

Like at the hotel, maybe.

- All right thank you.

- I'm sorry about all this, Mrs Kane.

Don't you worry.

The marshal'll take care of himself.

Thank you very much.

Hey, that wasn't here five years ago.

- So what?

- Nothing...yet.

Harvey, don't you think

Kane will be looking for you right now?

- You're really sore at him.

- Wouldn't you be if you wore me?

I suppose...if I wore you.

I'll be back in a while.

-

- Goodbye, Will

- Goodbye.

- You think I'm letting you down?

- No.

Look, this is just a dirty little village

in the middle of nowhere.

Nothing that happens here

is really important. Get out.

There isn't time.

What a waste. Good luck.

Johnny!

- Why ain't you in church?

- Why ain't you?

Will you do somethin' for me?

Go find Anderson, Howe and Fuller,

and tell them I want them here.

- Then find Harv Pell!

- Don't have to do that. I'm right here.

- Where have you been?

- Busy.

You know what's doing?

We've got lots to do.

Hold up a second.

This ain't really your job, you know.

- That's what everybody keeps telling me.

- Just listen a second.

- All right, I'm listening.

- This is the way I see it.

If you'd gone with the new marshal

not due till tomorrow, I'd be in charge, right?

If I'm good enough to hold down the job

when there's trouble,

how come the city fathers

didn't trust me with it permanently?

- I don't know.

- Don't you?

- No.

- I figure you carry a lot of weight.

Maybe they didn't ask me.

Maybe they figured you were too young.

- You think I'm too young too?

- You sure act like it sometimes. Come on.

It's very simple, Will You just tell

the old boys that I'm the new marshal.

Tomorrow they can tell the other fellow

that the job's filled.

- You really mean it, don't you?

- Sure.

- But I can't do it.

- Why not?

- If you don't know, it's no use me tellin' you.

- You mean you won't do it?

- Have it your way.

- All right

The truth is, you probably

talked against me from the start.

You've been sore about me

and Helen Ramirez right along, ain't you?

You and Helen Ramirez? I...

I didn't know and it doesn't mean

anything to me, you ought to know that.

Yeah, you've been washed up

for more than a year.

You get married, only, you can't stand

anybody taking your place there...

- ...especially me.

- You're...

- I haven't got time, Harv.

- Okay, let's get down to business.

You want me to stick,

you put a word in for me.

Sure I want you to stick, but I'm not buying it.

It's gotta be up to you.

I thought you'd grown up by now.

I thought your disposition might've

sweetened up a little down in Abeline.

I guess we're both wrong.

What's so funny?

Did you really think

you could put that over on Kane?

- Why not?

- When are you going to grow up?

- I'm getting tired of that kind of talk.

- Then grow up.

Cut it out!

- All right

- Why should he have gone for it?

He needs me plenty

when Frank Miller gets here.

- That's possible.

- He should've had me made marshal.

- He's just sore. Sore about you and me.

- Is he?

Sure.

- You told him?

- Sure.

You're a fool.

Why? Didn't you want him to know?

Hey... Who did the walking out anyway,

you or him?

Get out, Harvey.

- I might just do that.

- Then do it!

- You don't mean that.

- Try me.

You're gonna talk different

when Frank gets here.

You might want somebody around,

when you try to explain about Kane.

- I can take care of myself.

- Sure.

I've heard that you might not be so pretty

when he gets through with you.

- I won't be back.

- Good.

-

Come in.

- I just saw Harvey. Is everything allright?

- I think I have to talk with Mr Weaver.

- You're getting out?

- Yes.

You want me to give Kane a hand?

- No.

- All right

May I wait here for the noon train?

I said, may I wait in the lobby until noon?

- Sure, lady.

- Thank you.

- You're Mrs Kane, ain't you?

- Yes.

You're leaving on the noon train,

but your husband ain't.

- No, why?

- No reason, but it's mighty interesting.

Now me, I wouldn't leave this town at noon

for all the tea in China.

No, sir.

It's going to be quite a sight to see.

# My eyes have seen the glory

of the coming of the Lord

#He's trampling out the vintage

where the grapes of wrath are stored

# He has loosed the fruitful lightening

of His terrible swift sword

# His truth is marching home

# Glory, glory, halleluja

Glory, glory, halleluja

# Glory, glory

#Halleluja

His truth is marching home

# He has sonded forth the trumpet

that shall never call retreat

# He is shifting out the hearts of men

before His judgement seat

- Will, I just heard...

- Hello.

You can count on me,

you know that, don't you?

- I was figuring I could.

- You cleaned this town up.

You made it fit

for women and kids to live in.

Miller or nobody else'll never

drag it down again.

- I hoped people'd feel that way.

- What other way is there?

- How many men you got Lined up?

- None yet.

Well, you better get going, man.

I'll be back in 10 minutes.

- Where is he?

- He's coming up the back way. A careful man.

-

Come in, Mr Weaver. Hello.

Sit down, please.

Is there anything wrong, Mrs Ramirez?

Why did you send for me?

I'm leaving town.

I want to sell the store.

- You want to buy me out?

- How much did you want?

Two thousand. I think that's fair.

It's fair allright, but

I couldn't raise that much now.

- How much can you raise?

- Oh... 1000 dollars.

All right you can pay Sam the rest

in six months.

- He'll get it to me. A deal?

- Yes, ma'am.

All right, Mr Weaver. Thank you.

Mrs Ramirez, I want to

thank you for everything, I mean...

When you first put the deal to me

about staking me in the store,

and being a silent partner,

you know, my wife thought..

Err... What I really mean to say is that

you've been real decent to me right along,

and I want you to know

that I've been honest with you.

I know you have, MrWeaver.

Goodbye.

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