Lawman Page #2

I can't go back to bannock.

If I do, my land dries up

and blows away.

My beef gets scattered

into the high country.

I don't have the hands

to keep my spread tied down.

You know Id see ya

right, Vern.

I'd send some of the boys,

give my mark

to cover your losses.

Thanks, and I know

you mean it,

but I have

to work my own.

Well, what do you

suggest, Vern?

I don't suggest

anything,

and I don't aim

to do anything.

Just stay close

and mind what's mine.

And if he comes

after you?

I'll stop him

if I can.

Stop him first

and make sure.

I didn't kill anybody

that night in bannock.

I've got no quarrel

with the law.

You, Choctaw?

You give the orders,

Mr. Bronson.

I asked for

an opinion.

It was an

accident.

If that lawman

wants to lean hard,

then I say

we set him running.

I go along with Choctaw,

but, uh, as he says,

Mr. Bronson,

you give the orders.

Hurd?

Well, then,

Id like to hear

what you

have to say, Vince.

Want your say,

Harv?

I say we tell the lawman

to peddle his law in bannock.

You got all the guns

you need, Mr. Bronson...

just for the asking.

Maddox needs a lesson

taught.

Can I say something, pop?

Now, I wasn't

ever in bannock,

but it seems to me

if pa here

is willing to pay

for the damages,

give the old man's family

something,

then this Maddox

has no cause to push.

If he does,

I think Harv's right.

There are 2 men

dead already.

That's a bit heavy.

I don't think

this Maddox runs easy,

and killing a lawman

is a certain way

for trouble.

I'll talk with him.

Maybe he has a Price.

Maybe he's

a reasonable man.

If not, all we've lost

is a few hours.

If we decide to go back,

Ill cover

any of your losses.

Most we'd face

is a fine, anyway,

if that.

We'll try it my way.

Our food's been

laid out.

Vern, Hurd, will you

gentlemen be my guests?

Choctaw, show 'em where

to get washed up.

When it comes down

to bedrock,

my word don't call much,

does it, Vince?

I'm just hired help.

No man means

more to me, Harv.

All Ive got

is you and Jason.

But you're like some

yellow, dumb ladino...

all longhorn

and no brains.

We've got 10,000 head

of good cows,

a valley of sweet grass,

and money in the bank.

That didn't come easy.

We both us put 30 years

of sweat into it.

I don't want to drop it

on some dumb gunplay.

I don't like to see you

backing off, Vince.

You're making a mistake.

I don't see it that way.

Ride into Sabbath

in the morning, see Ryan.

Hear how he made out.

I want to step around this.

If Maddox is open, tell Ryan

to set up a meeting.

Send Jason.

I'm asking you.

Keep clear of Maddox.

Take Crowe with you.

It's a great life.

If you were

some cheap gunsel

with a big name

running out in

front of ya,

they'd all be

buying you drinks,

rubbing up

against you,

fixing up what they're

gonna tell the kids

and the ones

who weren't there.

But if you're a lawman,

you're a disease.

They need you,

but they hate you.

Comes with the job.

I saw Bronson.

He wants to talk.

Talk?

He wants to trade.

He says he's sorry.

He means it.

I know him.

He didn't know

anybody was killed.

He wants to make it

all good.

Something for

my pockets, too.

Why not?

You could hear

what he's got to say.

I just heard.

The old man was

just an accident.

They'll get a chance

to say their piece

in bannock.

Be reasonable,

Maddox.

Good night, Ryan.

There will be some dyin'.

It'll be their doin'.

Mr. Bronson?

What are you doing

out here, Crowe?

We just brought a couple

of hundred head up

from Bornite creek,

Mr. Bronson.

I saw a rider,

and, uh...

who else is with you?

Uh, Hitchins

and Jason,

sir.

You and my son are about

the same age, aren't you?

Uh, Jasons

a bit younger...

Ever been up here

before?

No, sir. I figured

it was private.

On this high ground,

you can see the whole valley

on a clear day,

from the sierras

to white wolf pass.

Now, there was the old

Comanche camp. We...

we broke 'em there.

Harvey and me

and my brothers.

Brother Jacob

died there.

They were fine people,

the Comanches.

Don't ever listen to any talk

that runs down an Indian.

We buried brother

Jacob here and...

my other brother Aaron

beside him.

They'd had enough

of guns and killing.

The dead

don't have much.

Crowe, did you ever

feel the world

turn beneath

your feet?

No, sir.

You best be getting

back down, son.

Choctaw, the kid

had the edge.

You're sand-blind,

Jack.

You take him on,

Jack.

$5, Choctaw?

That's like stealing

from a blind man's cup.

That's fair.

I figure Crowes just

emptied your cup, Lee.

What do you say,

Crowe?

I guess

about even.

Even?

Sonny, you were

way behind...

again.

The top man takes

Dekkers money from him.

I want those cattle

down at the wolf pass

tomorrow night.

Crowe, you come with me.

We gotta go into Sabbath.

Sure, Harv.

Gonna fight on

that lawman, Harv?

Move your ass

out of here, Lee.

Wait a minute,

Mr. Stenbaugh.

I fancy a bit

of tin star.

I'll leave enough for you

to cut your first teeth on.

You're a gentleman.

Choctaw.

What do you think

he's gonna do?

Chew the hell

out of that law dog.

Maddox.

Mr. Maddox,

Mr. Maddox, your room...

what I mean is we

are getting a regular...

a drummer of

women's goods.

And jewelry,

and, well, you see,

I wasn't expecting you

to be staying over,

and, well, to put

a fine edge on things,

I need your room.

You see, he always expects

to get the same room,

and l... I can't...

oh...

is there something

you wanted?

Can't say there is,

minister.

A man comes to

the house of god,

he comes to seek.

I'm not a believing man,

minister.

Then why have

you come?

A man doesn't see

many churches like this...

in a town like Sabbath.

The shape of the house

of god is unimportant.

That's not so, minister.

The kind of church

a man builds to pray in

tells you a lot

about the man.

Further south,

there are some fine,

old adobe churches.

Mexican. They're

cool and dark inside

to give a man peace.

They're made

for kneeling.

This one's made for

standing upright.

There is no easy comfort

from god.

Tell me, minister,

you must know all

the people in this town.

Those who come to my church.

I don't see

a land office.

If I wanted to see

a map of the territory,

a map with the deed

boundaries marked on it,

who might be able

to oblige?

Why do you ask me?

I figured you'd be

the one man in this town

who would find it

difficult to lie to me.

Mr. Dusaine

is the legal expert.

He takes care

of all such matters.

Thank you, minister.

Good morning.

My, it's beautiful.

Oh! That's him!

Mr. Dusaine?

You have the deed maps

for this territory.

I'd like to see them.

And who, pray tell,

told you...

the minister.

Well, Im afraid that I would

need written permission

before I could allow you

to examine such documents.

Sir! I shall call

the marshal.

You do that.

Thank you, Mr. Dusaine.

Don't try to

soften me up, cotton.

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