Ramrod Page #3

has to hold for me.

What'll take to give you a mind to?

Right now, an awful lot.

I won't be rawhide'd into this.

I ain't gonna draw!

They can all see my hands!

I ain't gonna draw!

Pokey... here.

Buy yourself a bottle and take a

vacation far from town. And quick!

Connie!

I heard two shots before

Bill could draw.

There's his gun.

This better be true.

Sure, it's been fired.

What were you doing all this time?

While he was shooting fast, I was

aiming careful. Ask George.

-Well, I...

-Sure. And I'll ask Pokey, too...

When we find him.

He sure let out quick.

Guess he was scared. -Bill ain't the

kind to wait two shots before he moves.

How'd he get this burn on his hand?

Bill laid his cigar down. Maybe

Burma put his hand on it.

It happens to be on the back

of his hand.

He fell on his back.

It might have been under his hand.

-You two are lying.

George and Bill have been in

cahoots for years.

You put Virg on the barn. Why don't

you do the same here?

If Curley dies and Burma's been

murdered, Bill and Virg will both hang.

I can't hang a man for self-defense.

-Burma's dead...

And all Curley had was a poke

in the nose. -Ben...

I'd like to show you what a poke

in the nose can do.

-I don't want to see it.

-Afraid?

Connie saw it.

Lindstrom...

I'd like to take care of Curley.

And pay all his expenses.

Paying his expense won't

restore his sight.

I don't want to fight with her, Rose.

She's all I've got.

She's got her pride, Ben. You

broke a man in front of her.

You don't know how a woman feels.

You didn't have to let Frank do that.

Maybe, but she couldn't have loved

Walt Shipley. He was trash.

What's Frank Ivey?

The biggest man in the valley.

I get Connie's side of it,

but I don't get yours.

Are you after Connie?

We'll just pretend you never asked that.

Hello, Bill.

Hello, Connie. Where is everybody?

Around.

Sure could do with a cup of coffee.

Bill...

Did Burma really draw first?

George said so, didn't he?

-Did he?

-What do you think?

I think you're not afraid

to take a chance.

I like that.

What are you after, Con?

Alright. I'll tell you.

I want to break Frank Ivey.

I want to see him crawl out of town

the same way Walt did.

If Curley dies...

Dave will take care of Ivey.

Dave's way is too slow.

Just what's on your mind, Connie.

I want you to stampede my herd.

Stampede?

It's the one way to make Dave

and Jim Crew more fast.

I've thought about it for a long time.

They'll think Frank Ivey did it.

Yeah.

They might.

They will.

This is something I didn't figure in.

What did you figure?

To tell the truth, I...

Why bother?

C'mon, people... push them on!

Keep 'em moving!

Head 'em for the cliff!

-Hello, Rose.

-Hello, Bill.

-How's Curley?

-I wouldn't go in now. He's asleep.

Wait a little while.

This is nice.

Bill... you've torn your sleeve.

-It's fine

-Give it to me and I'll fix it.

With two women out at the ranch,

I'd think you'd be looked after better.

No one looks after me.

Annie looks after Connie...

And Connie looks after Dave.

Who does Dave look after?

Who do you think?

The cattle.

I wonder what's up.

Ivey and his crew jumped us about midnight.

Set us off of the herd and started

shooting. -Part of them chased us...

...and the others stampeded the

whole herd off the cliffs.

So Ivey's really gone wild.

I'd never thought it.

He's always been wild.

Well, I've heard your evidence.

Remember boys, no liquor. We

got a big job ahead of us.

Your men ain't going, Dave.

Everyone of them has a grudge against

Ivey, and the law has to be immune.

-But you'll need help, Jim.

-Thanks.

This is my business.

-And it's my fight.

It doesn't call for shooting.

But it might if you were there.

You're probably right.

I know I'm right. This has been

my liftetime job, son.

You ever want to quit, I'll give

you a job on my outfit.

Even sign you on as ramrod.

At my age, I take that as quite

a compliment.

Virg, watch yourself.

Jim Crew's coming.

Hello, Jim.

Glad to see you. You look

kind of thirsty.

How about a little drink.

Come here for Virg?

No... I will be soon.

Doc says Curley won't last.

-Found Pokey?

-No, not yet.

Here.

Something wrong, Jim?

You coming?

Coming? Where?

To jail?

Jail? For what?

Stampeding Connie's cattle last

night wasn't exactly legal.

What? I wasn't off the place last night

and I can prove it. Come here!

Where was I last night, boys?

-Right here.

All night.

He sure was. He won a months wages

off of me in the poker game.

You hear that?

Better put your boots on.

I told you I wasn't off the place.

You'll get a chance to prove

that before a jury.

You're lying.

I'm not lying when I say I'm

taking you in.

I'm warning you, Jim, get away

from here.

I'll tell you just once more.

Come along.

Don't do it, Jim!

Red...

-Get over to Dickason's and spread word

that Virg shot the sherrif. - Listen...

Shut your mouth! I'll take care of you.

Go on. I want Dave Nash to

hear about this.

Virg wasn't the real killer.

He just pulled the trigger.

I killed him.

I killed him by playing safe and

using the law as a weapon.

The law was just a tired old man.

Dave!

Don't risk everything now.

Ms. Connie...

I hate to bother you...

...but there's something you oughta

know. -What is it?

I seen what happened.

Your own men stampeded your cattle.

They done it on purpose. I seen them.

But nobody saw me.

-There must be some mistake.

No, ma'am. Tom Peebles, Bailey

and Bill Schell... I seen them.

Sit down, Link.

Link...

You know Dad tried to force

me to marry Frank Ivey.

That's why I left home.

-So, I heard.

Frank fights dirty... and I've got

to fight the same way.

Curley's dying because of him.

I know Bill Schell stampeded the cattle.

The orders were mine.

But... on account of that, Jim

Crew is dead.

I know.

It's a terrible thing to have on my conscience.

I didn't know this was going to happen.

Should I take all the blame.

Oh, no. Don't tell them nothing.

And you don't have to worry about me,

Ms. Connie. I'll keep my mouth shut.

Thanks, Link.

Dave...

Frank Ivey killed the sherrif.

Dave...

Dave!

You'll have to help me, Rose.

Where's Curley?

Died this afternoon.

-Fine! -I'll find him. Bailey

and Peebles, too.

Why don't you look in Idaho or Montana?

They quit after Crew was killed.

C'mon, Nash is wounded. He

can't get far.

Head back to town!

-Out in the open, ain't it?

Why not? I'm in it, too.

Didn't they stampede those cattle

and try to hang it on me.

-Bill.

-Hello, Rose. How is he?

I found out there's no passengers on

the stage. It's our only chance.

They just been through our house.

Thank heavens Doc wasn't home.

Here they are.

You two women go out the

back way and quick.

Where's my gun? -You two get out

of here! -I have an idea.

It's you. Well, I'm busy.

We won't be long. Take a look

in the kitchen.

Just looking around. -Look somewhere

else. Not here. I won't stand it!

What's the matter with you?

Rate this script:0.0 / 0 votes