Lawman Page #3

Synopsis: While passing through the town of Bannock, a bunch of drunken, trail-weary cattlemen go overboard with their celebrating and accidentally kill an old man with a stray shot. They return home to Sabbath unaware of his death. Bannock lawman Jered Maddox later arrives there to arrest everyone involved on a charge of murder. Sabbath is run by land baron Vince Bronson, a benevolent despot, who, upon hearing of the death, offers restitution for the incident. Maddox, however, will not compromise even though small ranchers like Vern Adams are not in a position to desert their responsibilities for a long and protracted trial. Sabbath's marshal, Cotton Ryan, is an aging lawman whose tough reputation rests on a single incident that occurred years before. Ryan admits to being only a shadow of what he once was and incapable of stopping Maddox. Maddox confides to Ryan that Bannock's judicial system is weak and corrupt, and while he's doubtful that anyone he brings back will suffer more than the price
Genre: Western
Director(s): Michael Winner
Production: MGM
 
IMDB:
7.0
Rotten Tomatoes:
80%
R
Year:
1971
99 min
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Doesn't your lawman

want to talk?

Take it easy, Harvey.

Yes or no?

Why do you want

to push things

until they break,

Stenbaugh?

Let Bronson handle it.

You gonna

mealy-mouth,

or are you

gonna tell me?

He won't trade.

You can have your say

in bannock.

Did you crawl, Ryan?

I wasn't asked to.

I told Vince you weren't

the man to carry this.

Where is Maddox?

Climb down, Harvey.

You can't ride this man.

Run to hell, why don't you?

Maddox?

I'm Harv Stenbaugh.

Well, lawman?

What's your name, son?

Crowe wheelwright.

I've no business with you.

You've got business with me.

Drop that

gun belt.

I'm taking

you in.

No, you're not.

You got 2 ways

to move, lawman.

Run...

or take me.

Don't make me kill you, son.

What are you gonna

do about this?

He's shooting 'em

down in the street.

You all know

why you're here.

What I want to know is

what are we gonna do?

He wants to know what

we're going to do.

Marc Corman

and Harvey Stenbaugh

were our friends.

Do we care about

our friends?

Corman's widow, my sister,

and the little ones,

do we care about them?

Are we just gonna stand

around here and talk?

Talk never moved a thing

or pulled a stump.

Are we gonna stand

around and wait

while this killer

shoots down

whoever he wants

in our town?

He's a lawman.

What? What?

How do we

know that?

Anyway, he ain't

the lawman here.

What happened

in bannock months ago

is of no concern

to us,

but we must respect

the law.

As your mayor, I say we

gotta protect our own.

This man has got

to be stopped.

What you got

in mind,

Harris?

We all go over to

the hotel, all of us,

and we go

meaning business,

and that means

going armed.

And we can tell Maddox

to get out of town.

Now, now,

wait a minute, Luther.

That sounds

like vigilante talk.

Shouldn't we stay

within the limits of...

Sam, Sam. It seems to me

that you, as mayor,

should be giving lead,

you know,

not trying to keep

your head on straight.

This town owes

Vince Bronson a lot.

Legally speaking,

there is a precedent

for forming

a citizens committee.

Only if there's

been a breakdown

in the formal

law services.

Well, Ryan is

broken down enough

to satisfy

any precedent.

Moss is right,

you know.

We're all beholding

to Bronson,

and a Bronson man

was murdered.

Now, we can talk till sundown

and accomplish nothing,

or we can act.

Now, I say that we

call off this meeting

and do what we know

is right.

Now, Luther,

let's...

anybody here who calls himself

a man who wants out

better speak right now.

Anybody?

Well, then I think we got

our work cut out for us.

Oh, dear.

You know what that man

meant to me?

I held him

above all other men.

Closer even

than my brothers.

I want him, Ryan.

I want him broken.

I want his face

in the dirt.

And Ill hang

what's left of him

hang him for

the murderer he is.

I don't care how.

I don't care who,

so long as Im there

to see it.

It wasn't murder,

Mr. Bronson.

I call it murder.

I was on the prod...

I call it murder...

and I want something

done about it.

The great cotton Ryan,

you were good

with a gun once.

Oh, you were beautiful.

But fort bliss

was a long time ago,

wasn't it, Ryan?

I don't like men

sweating fear in my house.

You pay me, Mr. Bronson,

and I eat your dirt.

But that don't make

what you say right.

Get out.

When Im finished,

Mr. Bronson.

Leave him.

Harvey was on the prod.

He went after Maddox.

He put the horn in him,

and then he made

his move first.

Don't make the same mistake,

Mr. Bronson.

Don't go to a man

like Maddox with a hammer.

You want him.

I understand that.

I figured that

was your play.

But finish that thing

in bannock first.

Go back there.

You can buy

the whole town...

and the judge

that goes with it.

Ryan...

Im sorry.

We'll get Maddox.

Yes...

we'll get Maddox.

My heart isn't in it.

God's my witness, Jace,

I wanted no more killing.

I could've bought

that town with a whisper.

Ryan's right.

But not now.

Harvey's death

finished any chance

of doing it

without guns.

Damn you, Harvey.

He's in

the saloon.

Who is?

Let's go.

Which one has the words?

You're the

storekeeper.

Luther Harris,

ain't it?

Let me say

them for you.

You want me

out of your town.

What happened

some other time,

some other place

ain't your trouble.

I've seen men like you

in every town in the west.

You want the law, but you

want it to walk quiet.

You don't want it to put

a hole in your pocket.

You take courage from

each other, and you come armed.

Well, there

are enough

of you.

All you need is one man with

enough stomach to die first.

I'm not leaving until

what I came for is done.

So if you plan

to do anything about it,

do it now or go home.

How much?

For the meal.

Jesus, I thought

for sure they...

good evening,

cotton.

Lucas.

Cards?

A dollar a point?

You know I can't run

that high, Lucas.

You got my note for more

than I can ever pay,

and still

you want to play.

I'm not calling in

your note.

I'm not a great believer

in the milk of human kindness.

You got a rope on the man

who owes you.

Hit me.

Yours.

You got a weight

on your back, cotton.

Is that the gossip?

I've heard.

Besides,

you've been here

last night and tonight.

Now, you're not

an indulging man.

Call.

A man's pleasure

talks a lot.

Now, ain't

that pretty?

Hit me.

May I be of service,

cotton?

I got me a mess, Lucas.

And I haven't got enough

long boot to step out of it.

Let's play cards.

Well, cottontail Ryan.

Cottontail Ryan.

You wanted something,

Dekker?

Yeah,

I want something.

I want some more of

your cheap whiskey.

Service in your

place stinks.

And you're a damn fool

to come here.

He smells of trouble.

I'm all right.

Maddox!

Maddox!

I'm calling you out,

Maddox.

We've no quarrel, Crowe.

I'm gonna kill you,

Maddox.

I'm not gonna

fight you, boy.

Stand.

I don't plan on

dying for no reason.

Ease up.

You cheap little gunslinger.

You set me up.

So help me god.

Go on for your gun.

You want a chance?

Go ahead.

I don't know nothing

about those shots.

Go for your gun.

I wouldn't do something

like that. Believe me!

It came from

over there.

My town, Maddox.

Aah.

Aah!

Drop it.

Get up.

Ugh.

Aah!

Come on.

Oh, dear, oh, dear.

Next time I see you,

Ill kill you.

God knows I got reason enough

to want to see you dead,

but I hate back shooters.

If you've got nowhere

important to go,

I got a bottle

in that desk.

Dekker's on your list.

He a Bronson hand?

Yeah. Stays close

to Choctaw Lee.

Choctaw's a gun hand,

fast and likes

his work.

Dekker's

a shadow walker.

He walks big when

he's with Choctaw,

but a back shooter

inside.

I knew it'd be him.

I saw him in town

earlier.

Thanks, Ryan.

I owe you

something, too.

I feel good.

I remember you

at fort bliss.

Well, that's

my trouble.

Everybody remembers me

at fort bliss.

That's all I got,

Maddox,

a bunch of yesterdays.

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Gerald Stanley Wilson (September 4, 1918 – September 8, 2014) was an American jazz trumpeter, big band bandleader, composer/arranger, and educator. Born in Mississippi, he was based in Los Angeles from the early 1940s. In addition to being a band leader, Wilson wrote arrangements for Duke Ellington, Sarah Vaughan, Ray Charles, Julie London, Dizzy Gillespie, Ella Fitzgerald, Benny Carter, Lionel Hampton, Billie Holiday, Dinah Washington, and Nancy Wilson. more…

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