Red Sundown Page #2

If I knew that, I'd live a lot longer.

Wouldn't I?

No, I'm lookin' for a job.

Maybe Durango's the place.

Man's word's

good enough for me.

If I don't find a job, I'll move on.

Fair enough.

-I need a room.

Well, we got the Plains Hotel up on the corner.

Cheap and clean.

Besides, it's the only one we've got.

Come on, I'll introduce you.

Thanks.

'Hi ya, Mr. Murphy.

-Hello men.

Say, I just said hello to you.

What are ya up to?

Uh, who's your friend, Mr. Murphy?

Oh, sorry I didn't introduced myself gentlemen.

My name is Longmire.

You're not Mike Longmire?

No, I'm his brother, Alec.

I knew Mike's real fast,

Mr. Longmire?

Mike's dead.

When I grow up, I'm gonna

be the fastest draw in Texas.

Some of the best men I know

can't draw a lick...

and some of the worst can

outdraw me from here to Sunday.

Now, what do ya suppose

he mean by that?

Folks say a lot of things I do not understand.

-That was a nice thing you said to the boys.

-Aw, they probably didn't get it.

Some folks feel a man can't change

his ways, once the stamps on him

I am not one of them.

I thought you'd like to know.

What's all the wire for?

It's Ruf Henshaw's.

He uh, he owns the Triple X Ranch out here.

He's gonna try to fence in the squatters and

small cowmen. They're not gonna to like it.

You blame 'em?

- You taking sides already?

You see, the titles aren't clear on more

than half this land around here, 'n ...

Henshaw is trying to grab a lot

of acreage don't belong to him

or there's some question about.

On the other hand, Sam Baldwin, Bert

Flynn and some of the other squatters have...

registered brands to cover his, like...

Four Diamonds, fits right over Triple X.

The same old story huh.

-Yep, and in the same old way, men'll die.

Alec... I need some help.

Would you be interested?

I'm lookin' for a nice quite job.

- $ 150 a month?

Better than you can do wrestling cattle.

Yeah, but cows don't shoot at you.

Come on .

Whose side the Sheriff on?

Well, that's a good question.

If I said I'd stay with the side that was right,

it wouldn't be much of an answer...

because there's right on both sides.

The way I look at it, it's up to the court

to decide on the right and the wrong

'Til then, my job's to keep peace.

So... I'm in the middle.

-It's a good way to get run over.

Son...

if you really want a job around

here, you don't have much choice.

The little outfits can't afford you, and

all Henshaw'll want is your gun.

Not that he isn't pretty good with a gun himself...

he just doesn't like to get his hands dirty.

Why don't you come up to the house tonight for supper?

We'll talk about it.

Best invitation I had all day.

Who's he? Never seen him before.

I don't know.

Hello, Alec.

Am I early?

-No, right on the dot. Come on in.

Give me your hat.

Hey, you do alright for yourself.

-It's not bad, huh?

I don't blame you for likin' your job.

I haven't see a place like this since I was a kid.

Good evening!

Alec, this is my daughter, Caroline.

Honey, this is Alec Longmire.

Hello!

-How do you do?

Well, I didn't expect this.

I had you down for an old bachelor.

Oh no, not me!

Dad tells me you may come to work for him.

Well, it's his idea.

What do you think about it?

Hm, deputies come and go.

-Hey now, you're a big help.

I've seen a lot of them.

Ready for supper?

I uh, really made an impression on her.

Didn't I?

She's a little touchy about gunfighters.

Oh no,I don't think you'll need those to eat with. Come on.

Thanks.

Well, there's nothing like home cooking

and this is the best.

Thank you.

No more for me.

- Uh, can I help you with anything?

No, I can manage.

I wipe dishes like no one you ever saw.

You're as handy with a towel

as you are with a gun huh?

Like a cigar??

-No, no thanks.

Excuse me, I'll get my pipe.

You uh, used your company dishes tonight, Didn't you?

Dad wants to impress you

with the virtues of home life.

I'm considered an added attraction.

I'm afraid I haven't done very well.

-Well, you about half scared me off.

Whats the matter?

Have I have two heads?

No, two guns.

So do half the men in town.

They don't use them as well as you do.

Look, I uh, came here looking

for a job with cattle.

Jade is trying to change my mind.

See, what I'm really out for is a place of my own.

I've heard that same speech from

every gunslinger who's come to town.

They don't last.

- Why not?

They pin on a star,

make a few sheriff like motions...

then sell their guns to Henshaw.

Man takes a job, he should stick with it.

And how do you know I won't?

If I take the job, I mean.

Because it a regular pattern.

You all perk up when you see a young girl.

Make a speech about home cooking

give me a fast whirl about how nice I look.

I haven't said that.

-But you'll get to it.

-Maybe some of it's your fault.

- Mine?

You look at gunslingers like they're

all peas outta the same pod.

It's time you realize that they're

as different as anyone else.

As different as people'll let 'em be.

Sure there some gunslingers

who are half crazy and like to kill...

but on the other hand, there are those that uh...

got a reputation they can't get away from.

Then there are those who'd like to settle

down, but the very people who should

be on their side won't give them a chance.

You mean me?

- Yes.

I didn't ask Jade for a job.

I do not want that kind.

But he need what I've got.

What do you want me to do, turn him down?

How do I know you'll stay with him?

Well, would you stay with us?

Oh, I don't know.

I figure if a man wants to get away

from guns, he should get away from them.

The way I look at is, we each gotta

use ourselves the best we can.

Now, you wouldn't say a man was outside

the law because he draw pictures, would you?

Well, the same man who draws pictures,

can use an engraving plate 'n counterfeit money.

You can use your gun to stick up a

bank or to keep peace and order.

It's the same gun, same bullets...

same hand pullin' the trigger.

Alright.

You just got yourself a new boy Sheriff.

If my brother Mike could see this,

he'd roll over in his grave.

What's on your mind, Bert?

A man can take just so much. There maybe

2 or 3 hundred miles of fence in those wagons.

If it were up to me, it would

be at the bottom of the river.

Now you're talking, Sam...

Listen, there's just the drivers

left with those wagons...

- Are you thinking what I'm thinking?

- What are we waiting for?

How about Jade?

-I took care of him.

Come on.

- Who's there?

-Alec Longmire. Is Jade here?

Just a minute.

Sorry if I woke ya.

-That's alright.

- Where's Jade?

He rode out to the D-Cross.

Bert Flynn's boy stopped by. Said

Bert wanted to see him, it was important.

Hm-m, so that's what they meant.

- Who?

This Bert. Tall, rangy fellow

looks like he's, uh, ready to a boil?

Why, yes. How did you know?

The other fellow's about the same height,

same build. Has a big mustache, called Sam.

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