Silver River

Halt!

Major Ross?

Yes?

I'm major Wilson

from headquarters.

You can't take this wagon

train into the village.

Why not?

Lee has engaged our

entire army at Gettysburg.

The pay train is not

to enter the village.

Yes, sir.

Captain McComb?

You're in charge. I'm going

to reconnoiter up ahead.

You stay here with

the train. Don't move.

Saunders. Bring your men,

come with me.

They left us high and dry

with a wagon load of money.

We could start

a little poker game.

Poker? With

an army payroll? Not me.

Jeb stuart's right on this flank.

You better get out of here, captain.

Look!

Get those first two

wagons down the road.

We'll make a run for it

with the pay wagon.

Pistol, take over the wagon.

Captain, what are you

doing with that money?

That's government

property.

I know it.

What are you going

to do with it?

Burn it.

Burn it?

Have you gone crazy?

That stuff's real.

Just as real to jeb stuart

if he got a hold of it.

It's getting

a little warm here.

Get on that

near wheel horse.

I'll pull the kingpin.

Lucky we thought

of burning that money.

We won't get anything,

but major Ross will

probably get a promotion.

He can have it.

I'd settle for a good bath.

I suppose you have an

explanation for this, captain.

Yes, sir. Enemy raiding

party nearly captured us.

But we managed

to destroy the payroll.

You mean you deliberately

set fire to it?

Speak up, captain.

Yes, sir. There

it is, or... was.

You had your orders

and disobeyed them.

Our lines were broken at

Gettysburg, I know that.

If the enemy had got

their hands on this money,

they could have kept

this war going forever.

Captain, we just learned that lee

is in retreat back to virginia.

We didn't lose

the battle, we won it.

I left captain McComb

in charge.

Told him not to move

from his position.

It seems that he took

matters into his own hands

and did, against

army regulations,

burn one million dollars of pay

of the union armies in the field.

Gentlemen of the court, we

must admit the allegations.

We have never denied the

facts as presented here,

nor that they were in violation

of the articles of war.

But I ask you to

consider the character

and record of

this officer.

Captain McComb

served under me-

therefore I know

whereof I speak.

I realize that

he was under orders,

orders not to move

from his position.

But gentlemen,

an order is not a god,

it is a guide.

This is a flagrant case of

direct and willful disobedience

of orders

and regulations.

Captain Michael McComb is to be cashiered

the service of the united states army,

forfeiting all pay

and allowances now due.

The findings and sentence

of the court have been approved

and will be duly executed,

by command of

major general howard.

Thank you, sergeant.

The war department gantry

opened your case, Mike.

I'm sorry, because I still

don't think you had it coming.

Well...

it's a hard, cruel

world, isn't it, major?

Well, I really wanted it

to work for ya, Mike.

I even saw

the adjutant general.

The adjutant general,

huh? Hmm, thanks.

I can't blame you

for feeling bitter.

Bitter? Ha ha,

I'm not bitter.

I'm grateful...

for the lesson.

Lesson?

Yes. I didn't follow their

rules, so they tossed me out.

But I'll follow them

from now on in...

except they're

gonna be my rules.

In other words, if there's

gonna be any shoving around,

next time I'll do it.

Anyway, thanks, major.

Well, good luck, Mike.

Come on, boys.

You lose.

This game is crooked.

I want my money back.

What do you got, only 6s

and aces under those dice?

Can't you make an 11?

Where's honest harry?

I want my money back.

Are you honest harry?

Wait a minute. Now somebody's

gonna get hurt here.

He's my friend. What do

you think you're doing?

We'll show ya.

How would you like a nice crack

in the skull with this?

I wouldn't like it.

A tulip!

Now you better start

kicking up the dirt

while you're still

on your feet.

Rough exterior but

a heart of gold.

Yeah. Hard and yellow.

Hey, pistol.

Yeah?

Can you still

blow a bugle?

A what? A bugle. Can you blow a bugle?

I guess I could

if I had a bugle.

Go get one.

Bugler.

Sound assembly.

Can they court-

martial you twice?

Blow!

columns in fours, men.

Columns in fours.

All right, line up,

line up, stretch it out.

Attention, left face!

Now then, men,

listen carefully.

I have orders I want

carried out immediately.

This camp is a disgrace,

and there's the cause of it

over there.

Honest harry's. Gambling.

Crooked dice, bad liquor.

You boys didn't lose your money,

you were robbed.

Attention. I'm gonna put

a stop to this.

Go in there and give them

a little of the old army boot.

All right, men. Break ranks.

Double quick.

Let's go!

You wanna get hurt?

Attention!

Well done, men,

I'm proud of you.

Now take these hoodlums

and ride them out of town

on a fence rail.

Don't treat 'em too rough...

just barely kill 'em.

Now where is the tulip?

There he is, over there.

He's out cold as a fish.

Well, take him and

throw him in the river.

This is a new one on me.

Stand aside, son. I have

a way with those things.

Here.

Thank you.

All right, boys.

There it is.

There's the money those

thieves stole from you.

Hey, don't break up

that gambling equipment.

The provost marshall might

need that for evidence.

When the provost

gets through with it,

we might just buy that in.

What are you doing?

I'm getting back

my mustering out pay.

Well don't use

your pockets.

Here. Use a barrel.

I'll get yours, too.

Pistol?

Yeah?

I have news for you.

I think you've just gone

into the gambling business.

Mike, we're in trouble.

That bunch of crooked freight

handlers attached our stuff.

What for?

Aw, some jacked-up charge

or other, but it's serious.

Fellow named Banjo Sweeney

bought the writ of attachment

and he's trying

to grab our equipment.

Well, forget it.

Cards.

I'm out.

Seizing properties on false

attachments is no dodge.

It won't work in missouri,

but it's sure legal

in kansas.

That's right, mister.

I want your bill

of lading, McComb.

Oh, we were just

discussing you, mr. Sweeney.

Well, there's nothing to

discuss. Just give me the bill.

Oh, wait a minute,

wait a minute.

After all, if you're going

to grab a man's equipment,

i think the least you could do is give

him the benefit of a little conversation.

I didn't come here for

conversation. Quit stalling.

I'm not stalling.

Why don't you sit down

and have a drink?

We can settle.

I'll get the sheriff.

He'll settle your hash.

Take one more step,

and I'll shoot you...

in the back.

You don't take

any chances, do you?

I never take chances.

It's too risky.

Hey! Hey, mr. Sweeney.

I've been looking

all over for ya.

Serve the writ.

Huh? Oh, yeah.

That's McComb right there...

with the gun.

Yeah...

yeah...

well...

what's the matter, boys?

Couldn't be that we crossed the

line into missouri, could it?

That's right. I'm sorry, mr. Sweeney.

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