Ramrod Page #2
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- Year:
- 1947
- 94 min
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-Am I?
-Yeah
When I'm ready.
I warned you it was a tough set-up.
I didn't stay out of it.
You, too?
Sometimes it's hard to choose
between friendship and duty.
And you've been sherrif a long time.
Hello, Dave.
-How many hands you think you'll need?
-All you can get.
Afraid that won't be many. Ivey scared
all the spare hands out of the valley.
There's one I think I can get.
He may know of others.
Stick close by the house
'till I get back.
Howdy.
I'm looking for Bill Schell.
Have you seen him?
Nope.
I'll have a look around.
Go ahead.
Thanks.
How are you kid?
It's alright. He's a friend of mine.
You look fine, kid.
Why'd you wanna go to work for?
I miss you.
How's Rose?
She's fine.
You on the dodge?
I kissed a fella's girl last night.
George thought you'd might be him.
-How'd you like to go to work?
-Work? What for?
I still got some money.
How do you stack up with Frank Ivey?
I worry him. I have too much
fun to suit him.
I don't like him either. He makes
too big of tracks.
Walt Shipley gave Connie Dickason
his ranch last night.
She's out to get Ben and Frank.
I'm hiring an outfit.
You're not like me, kid. You don't fight for pay.
Ivey ordered me out of town.
Count me in.
Under my orders, Bill.
That's the way it's gotta be, or
don't take the job. -Sure.
That's the way it'll be, kid.
We oughta have three or four more men.
I can get fifty men to work for
nothing. Just for one crack at Ivey.
Want 'em with grudges?
-I don't care.
But they've gotta pass with Jim Crew.
Jim Crew? What's he gotta do with it?
The sheriff's on blue chip. Anything
we do against Ivey has to be legal.
It's a deal.
Where's Ms. Connie?
Ms. Connie went back home to get her
trunk. Then this happened.
Who did it?
We know who did it. I said before,
Frank Ivey leaves pretty big tracks.
-None we can show the sherrif.
-Who cares? We know who we're fighting!
Now's the time to take him apart.
I give the orders around here and we're
playing this on the square. Remember?
Alright... Alright, kid.
You're the ramrod of this outfit.
Wait here until I get back.
If you're so set on a running a ranch,
you can have mine.
Anytime you want it
-You and I would get along a lot better...
...if you pulled back to your
side of American Creek.
And let you grab half the grass?
What if I won't?
-Then, I'll have to take it.
That kind of fight is supposed to be
from men. Think you're tough enough.
-She thinks Dave Nash is pretty tough.
-He'll be drunk when she needs him.
That's my risk.
You've heard my proposition.
Do I get the grass or not?
I said I'd stick by whatever
Frank says.
I've been doing it so long,
it's gotten to be a habit.
-Ms. Connie here?
-Yes, she is.
-How's your nose, Red?
-Don't worry. I can still smell with it.
Right now, I'm sorry.
Come in, Dave.
-No, thanks.
-Hello, Dave.
I came to help you.
Thank you. That's sweet of you.
-How's everything at the Circle 66?
-Just fine.
Everything's cozy and warm.
You still insist on leaving, huh?
Just what do you expect to
get out of this?
Wages.
And something Shipley said got
me curious. -What was that?
He said Ivey wasn't God.
Ivey says he is.
I want to see who's right.
I'll wait for you outside, Ms. Connie.
What'll we do, Dave? We can't hold a
crew together without even a house.
Sorry. It's my fault.
You told me not to leave the house.
Ivey's got a line camp near here.
It's built of stone.
Fireproof.
Hello in there! I can lick anyone
in there for a meal and a bit!
Well, if it ain't Bill Schell.
You wouldn't have to ask for a handout
if you'd get a job. Come in.
It's an idea.
Morning.
How many hands you got here?
Just us.
Makes it easy.
Come on in, Dave. They're all here.
Come on in.
Got a job, Gus. Forgot to tell you.
Dave, this is Ed Burma.
Ivey's tough ramrod.
I'll remember this, you saddletramp.
Get the buckboard up here.
Come on. Get out.
Come on! Get going, all of you!
Hurry it up.
Virg Lea... Try to hang him, he'd
go through the rope.
Jess More... He likes to play "injun".
-We'll be back.
-Anytime.
Ms. Dickason...
does your old man know about this?
Tell Ben and Ivey that she'll be
glad to trade houses.
Tell him it's for keeps.
-I'll tell him.
A sure sad bunch.
-Where do we put it?
-Oh, anywhere or there.
-After travelling all night,
I'm sure hungry. -Me, too!
There's plenty of food here
for our outfit.
Hey, this ain't bad!
That's going to be just fine, Curley.
-It aint' stylish, like you're used to.
-It'll be alright when it's clean.
Give me a hand, Curley.
-You mean to wash this place?
At least, I can scold a few spiders.
Looks like we're going
to have visitors.
Good morning, Connie.
How's my little land-feed?
-I'm not your little anything.
Besides, this land was filed on today.
Seems you neglected that when you
built here. -So I found out.
Very clever of you.
-The cleverness was my foreman's.
-Since we're busy, I'll thank you to get
off... -Your foreman's new to this country.
I wonder who told him I hadn't filed.
We have a legal right to be here.
You can't put us off this land.
Oh, I can't?
I can discourage your men.
Alright, Virg.
Stop it!
Stop it!
Stop it, I say!
Hold it, Virg!
Take your dirty hands off her.
It's not the camp. It's not Curley.
I'd be through if I let you get away.
Can't play second fiddle anymore
than you. We're alike that way.
Nice, Connie. That's the first time
you've ever touched me.
Go ahead, Virg!
-Is the doctor here?
-He's out on a call...
Dave!
What happened?
I couldn't stop it.
Two of Ivey's men held him, while
Virg... -Don't waste time talking.
We've got to get him to bed. Take him to Rose's.
I'll get the doctor.
-Rose...?
-Hurry up, Connie!
Was he dragged by a horse?
No.
I'll relieve you later.
I'm sorry.
Somebody had to cry for him, I guess.
That's you, Rose.
I'll pay Ivey back for this if it's
the last thing I do.
Ed Burma's down there. Let's send
him back to Ivey in a basket.
-You do, and I ride out.
-They did it to Curley.
-Who you fighting? Ivey or Burma?
-Ivey
Then fight him. Get some sense into
that thick, little head of yours.
They want that. We make a wrong
move and Crew's on their side.
You won't back up your own men?
It's gotta be my way.
Jim...
Hello, Dave.
I want you to deputize me.
To go after Virg?
Lindstrom and I have already
attended to that.
Where is he?
Ben and Ivey's going his bail. Three
thousand. Ben's bringing it in.
I'd have done better.
I take my law from the book, Dave.
Virg'll go the pen for this.
And if Curley dies...
-Virg dies!
...but it better be legal. Mind you that.
Hello, Burma.
Heard about Curley?
I had nothing to do with that.
I don't want no trouble, Bill.
You ain't got two men to hold
me like they held Curley.
Won't take a chance without them?
If I ever mind to fight, nobody
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