Shoot-Out at Medicine Bend
- PASSED
- Year:
- 1957
- 87 min
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How much further to
your brother's place, Captain?
My mouth's been watering a week
for a home-cooked meal.
According to this,
just another mile or two.
Hey, Captain. Look-it!
David. Close the windows
in the bedroom.
David! Get your sister in that cot.
Sarah, load the other rifle.
Oh, no. Something's wrong with
the ammunition.
Here!
Oh, Dan. Dan!
No! No!
Oh, Buck!
Dan's dead!
Captain.
We'd have all been killed
if you didn't come.
I'm voting we move outta here.
Next time, they'll get us,
like they murdered Dan.
Indians didn't murder my brother.
- It was this.
- What do you mean?
Sarah said Dan
had the jump on that Indian.
Ammunition like this, a man'd be
better off throwing rocks.
Yeah.
I never saw no powder
that wouldn't burn.
You would if you used kindling.
That's coal dust.
Anybody who'd sell powder
like this oughta be shot.
Where'd you buy these shells, rifles
and tin ploughs in back?
Why uh... in Medicine Bend.
That's where your murderers are.
Tomorrow, that's where we're heading.
- What'll happen to us?
- We'll leave you our rifles.
We'll bring back new supplies.
Good supplies.
My brother was always writing about
this place, so...
when me and my friends got mustered
out, we said it'd be good enough for us.
- We'll be back.
- It won't be easy getting back.
You might run into trouble.
That's what we're counting on.
- Mr. Rittenhouse?
- Here's $20 and my watch.
- That oughta get us a gun that'll work
- and some gunpowder.
Won't get much more.
This'll buy the rest.
It's solid gold.
All right. What else do you need?
Seed corn... gopher poison.
And a couple of ploughshares.
That about it, Amy?
- That's about it.
- You got it, Will?
- Right.
- I'd like a new rifle.
Besides these supplies,
maybe you can get some more folks
to come out and join us, Captain.
There's room in this valley
for a thousand.
I'll do all I can.
The main thing is,
you get back with the goods.
Don't turn your back
on those thieves in Medicine Bend.
If you're done, we'd better move.
Buck?
Take this.
It was your mother's.
Dan would want you to use it.
What do you want me to buy with it?
- Some rock candy, Uncle Buck?
Put it down, Will.
Household goods for Mrs. Dan Devlin.
50 cents of rock candy
for David Devlin.
And $180 towards the general fund
from ex-Captain Buck Devlin.
If you want a home,
you gotta pay for it.
Well, Sergeant?
$107 mustering outpay,
ex-Sergeant John Maitland.
Well, Private?
$72 and 86 cents.
From ex-Private Wilbur Clegg.
- Be careful, Buck.
- Good luck, Captain Devlin!
- We'll be waiting for you!
- God bless you, Captain.
Whoa!
We might as well camp here. That'll
put us in Medicine Bend tomorrow.
You know what I'm gonna do
the minute we get in?
No. What are you gonna do?
I'm gonna walk down the main street
so some of the girls can
take a look at me.
- Some of 'em?
- Well, make it all of 'em.
Hey! Stop it! Come back!
They're stealing our clothes!
What was it you said you were gonna
do when we hit town, Johnny?
He was gonna walk up and down Main St.
and let all the girls look at him!
It's gonna come as
quite a surprise to 'em!
'King Nebuchadnezzar came near the
mouth of the burning, fiery furnace
and spake and said...
Shadrach, Meshach and Abednego...
ye servants of the great, high God,
come forth... come hither. '
Come forth, come hither.
'And these three men... '
Brothers? This might be
one of the most fruitful sermons
I've ever preached.
Good day, brothers.
Good day.
And peace be unto thou, brothers.
Sorry to break up your meeting.
Thee hath been set upon by thieves?
Took everything we had.
It is an affliction of the times.
We too have been robbed.
Only an hour ago. By three soldiers.
We're the soldiers, brother.
They were wearing our uniforms.
- Did you lose much?
- Several horses, our small savings.
- Then you're going back
to Medicine Bend.
- No.
We have put ourselves
in the Lord's hands,
I'm afraid we'll need a little more
than the Lord's help.
Thou art welcome to what we have.
Prudence.
Yes, Brother.
Be thou the Samaritan woman.
Find garments for our friends.
This way, friends.
Hey. This is quite a place.
What do we do now, Captain?
Look up the sheriff
and try to get our money back.
Hello, boys. Come on in
and have a drink on the house.
- That's for mel
- Me, too!
- We thank thee.
But we must refuse thy kind offer.
We haven't a dime between us
and you turn down a free drink?
Those are orders, Sergeant.
Pardon me. Could you tell us where
the sheriff's office is?
- In there.
- Thank you.
But the sheriff, uh... he's in there.
- In the saloon.
- Oh.
Have a look, boys.
- That's your horse, Captain.
- Yeah.
But there's nothing we can do
till we find out who's riding it.
Let's go inside.
But remember - no drinking.
- Just a little one?
- Not in these clothes.
Nobody knows we're not Brethren.
Keep it that way till we look around.
Do we have to talk like 'em?
That thee and thou stuff.
Yes. Thee has to talk like them -
and don't forget it.
I'd have re-enlisted.
Well, if it isn't High,
Wide and Handsome again?
- Back for the free drinks?
- Yes, ma'am, if the offer's still open.
- It's open.
- Would thee care to join us
in a glass of buttermilk?
- Buttermilk?
- Buttermilk.
Why not?
- Three buttermilks, Dutchy.
- Buttermilks?
- That's what I said.
- I thought thee were joining us.
I'll wait.
Maybe your tastes will change.
Well, come on.
You know I don't keep buttermilk
in here, Nell.
Well, then, go out and get some.
And keep it on tap.
They might be back.
- Front and centre, Sergeant.
- Hey. You'd better buy a cow, Dutchyl
Yeah. And don't forget the churn!
When does the preaching start?
- I wanna be sure I leave beforehand.
- Yeah. Before they pass the plate.
A little religion
might be good for thee.
Is the sheriff in here?
I'm the sheriff.
Open for ten.
What's your trouble?
- I've been robbed.
- Looks more like you were fighting.
- All right. Who did it?
- Three fellas in army uniforms.
We were heading west and
they took our horses and our money.
They had masks on.
I couldn't see their faces.
- Now, that ain't much help, is it?
- Aren't you gonna look for them?
- Where did you say this happened?
- About three miles east of town.
Well, that's kinda
out of my jurisdiction.
- How many?
- Two.
- Three.
- Now, who'd wanna do a thing like that?
Probably some Texas men.
They're all rough cubs.
One to the dealer.
Kings up.
Three sixes.
You're a Jonah, mister.
- Get outta here with your hard luck.
- Now, just wait a minute.
- You're supposed to be sheriff here...
- And you want me to arrest somebody?
I want my money back.
All right. Hold up your right hand.
Go on. Hold it up.
I hereby swear you in as
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