How the West Was Won Page #9

Come on.

Just a minute.

I think this means a whole lot to her.

You have no idea how much

it means to me...

...to be able to settle down

to a life of peace and quiet.

I'll get the luggage.

Hello, boys.

Jake.

Tom.

Pablo.

Zeb. Let's go.

Now, marshal, don't tell me you come

all the way to Gold City just to meet me?

I hardly expected it.

And the beautiful... Mrs. Rawlings?

What a pleasure.

I envy you, marshal.

A well-favored, bright-eyed wife...

...just as dazzling as that sun up there.

Makes you almost thankful, don't it?

It makes a person wanna live.

That's Charlie Gant.

I thought you said he was in Montana.

Zeb?

I'm just gonna get the luggage, that's all.

See to the rooms, will you, Julie?

- Prescott, take care of the horses.

- Yes, sir.

- Linus, help your mother.

- Yes, sir.

Anything wrong, Julie?

No. No, nothing.

Come on, Eve.

- Lou.

- Zeb.

Got a minute?

Of course I got a minute.

Here.

Now, I urge you,

most respectfully to peruse the...

- Cigar?

- No, thanks.

Well, what can I do for you?

Go ahead, name it.

I saw Gant get off the train this morning.

There were three men waiting for him.

That's why you're here, huh?

That's it.

Look, there ain't a thing we can do...

...to keep Charlie Gant from going

where he wants to in this territory.

I know. I know what he was...

...but that's over now.

It was over the day his brother got...

Should've killed them both

that day, but...

Well, you didn't.

There ain't a thing I can do about it now.

What's he doing here, Lou?

Ain't you even curious?

Well, what do you want me to do?

Run him out of town at the point of a gun?

Do you think we still put the law

inside a holster here?

Look over there, Zeb. There's the law.

With all its writs and decrees and...

- We abide by that circuit judge now.

- How many get killed meantime?

Nobody's got killed. Nobody's going to.

Doc Holliday, the Clantons, the Youngers...

- They're all gone now.

- Charlie Gant ain't gone.

You get me a warrant. I'll get you Gant.

Lou? They want three guards in the wagon

with the gold shipment tomorrow.

- Three?

- This is a big one. Over $100,000 worth.

I'll take Clayton and Sims with me,

all right?

Well?

Well what?

Doesn't that mean anything to you?

- It means we put on a three-man guard.

- To the train.

What happens then?

You know there's gold going out here

every month or so.

There hasn't been a train robbery

since Jesse James was killed.

Now, if the councilors

wish to have a conference, we'll have one.

Zeb.

I don't want any trouble here now.

We've been friends a long time.

As a friend...

...I'd like you to leave town.

Boys, get back from there.

Look down there, son.

- Do you know how deep that shaft is?

- Uh-uh.

That's a thousand foot deep.

Do you know how deep

a thousand foot is?

Uh-uh.

Well, if you had 200 brothers,

all standing on your shoulders...

...you wouldn't be able to see over the top.

- I'd be squished.

Come on.

I'll show you boys the donkey engine.

You boys go ahead.

I'll be along in a minute.

I hear you've been talking

to the local marshal about me.

- Would you call that friendly?

- I never considered us exactly friendly.

I don't like you, marshal.

I don't like what you and your kind

are doing to this country.

Now, I don't want any trouble.

But you wanna put things on the old basis,

just you and me?

That's fine.

I'm not gonna

get in a fight with you, Gant.

It's peace you want, huh, marshal?

Peace?

There's only one kind I know of.

That's the kind my brother's got.

What happened to your brother

didn't teach you very much, did it?

Easy, marshal.

Floyd never made mistakes...

...except the one time he trusted you.

And you're the one that got away.

One of these days, I'm likely

to pay you Rawlingses a little visit.

Come on, move along.

Get those gold boxes up there.

That's a lot of gold.

Come on, keep moving, boys.

Zeb?

Lou Ramsey's here.

Lou.

- I warned you, Zeb.

- What is it?

Gant came to see me last night.

Said you tried to start

some trouble with him.

You believe him?

I'm telling you, Zeb,

you take your trouble to your own territory.

I don't want any more of it here.

There won't be any more trouble, Lou.

Gant's gone.

Rode out of here early this morning.

With who?

His gang.

They should be somewhere

between here and Kingman...

...waiting on that train.

You don't fool me for a minute, Zeb.

You are not looking for a robbery,

you're looking for Gant.

You still carry lead where he shot you.

That was Texas.

And Oklahoma, where you killed Floyd.

And now this.

I'm sorry, Julie...

...but I don't want my office

to be any part of this.

Zeb?

The boys have got the team hitched.

I know.

It's almost time to go.

Zeb?

- Julie.

- No one's asking you to face Gant.

No one's making you.

We could ride out of here right now.

We could forget it.

Maybe there's

something you haven't told me.

Is there, Zeb?

I'm asking you not to go.

Please.

Don't go.

Sorry, Julie.

I guess there's nothing more pigheaded

in a man than his sense of honor.

They're all the same, every one of them.

You take my Cleve now.

Never could turn down a poker game.

Felt duty-bound to go.

Three nights running sometimes,

but he wouldn't quit...

...not if his life depended on it. He...

I guess it isn't very funny.

Ma?

Where's Pa?

Out. That's where he is.

- What's the matter with Mom?

Nothing's the matter.

Come on, now, in the other room.

- What's the matter?

Come on, we're gonna play.

That's a good girl. That's better.

What's the matter with Mama?

- Nothing's the matter.

Do you know any games?

We know tag.

Musical chairs.

- Ugh. Tag.

- I know hide-and-seek.

Well, do you know how to play poker?

- Poker?

- Poker?

You're in luck. Sit down right there.

Now, come on, sit down. That's it.

But we don't know how to play poker.

Well, it's time you learned.

First, we'll start off

with a little five-card stud.

I'll take that rifle, Zeb.

Your pistol too.

Sorry, Lou.

I just can't oblige.

Thought the law wouldn't let you

use that anymore.

I'll use it if I have to.

I'm going out of here, Lou,

and I'm taking this with me.

To kill Gant.

That's what you think, isn't it?

It's something personal

between him and me.

Well, Lou, it could be...

...if I settle down with my family

and wait for him to come.

And he'll come

if I don't stop him here and now.

I'm gonna catch Gant red-handed,

breaking the law...

...and then I'm gonna use the law

to put him away once and for all.

The law, Lou.

I'm gonna use the law...

...but I haven't got much chance

without your help.

How many men in the caboose?

Just one brakeman.

- Is he armed?

- No, never has been.

I'll be in the express car.

Thanks, Lou.

Marshal?

There's some riders up ahead.

I'll take a look.

Engineer, there's a barricade ahead!

Open it up, wide open.

Zeb!

Come on. Come on.

Everyone make it?

- Frenchy's horse fell.

- I don't think he made it.

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