Silver River Page #9

Quiet down, everybody.

Georgia?

Get your hands off that.

Everything goes,

McComb.

That picture stays,

unless you want to

go out of here feet first.

Come on, jim, terry.

Let's get this other stuff.

They sure cleaned the place

out, didn't they, Mike?

Sure did.

I like it that way.

More room.

Look, Mike,

i haven't got big money,

but I got a few dollars. It's yours.

I was just thinking

of the time

we burned a million

dollars, remember?

I sure do.

Seen a lot of changes

since then, haven't we?

Yeah.

You know, chevigee and

the boys are back in town.

They're running some

windbag against Beck.

Really?

Very interesting.

You didn't come here to

talk politics, though.

What's on your mind,

boy?

Oh, nothing.

I just thought you'd like

to know I saw Georgia.

You know, Beck is

making a speech today

at the

silver river mine.

Georgia's working

with him.

Is she?

She, uh-she looks

well, I hope.

She looks great.

Good.

She's gonna be on hand

today for the big rally.

Why don't you

come out, Mike?

I don't know.

I'm not interested

in politics.

I thought you'd

like to know.

Well, I guess

I'd better be going.

Look, Mike, why don't

you two get together?

Maybe you can straighten this thing out.

Of course, it's none of my business.

That's right.

It's none of

your business.

Our opposition just passed by-

John Plato Beck.

And mrs. Mccomb was with him.

What's she doing

with Beck?

Maybe McComb

is in this.

You don't have to worry about

McComb. He's washed up.

Mr. Sweeney's

right, gentlemen.

The only person we have

to worry about is Beck.

The voters know where

to place their confidence,

and that's in

everest t. Walker.

Well, if want to get back into the

silver business, you'd better be right.

The president's commission

will certainly take

the recommendation

of our new senator.

Naturally.

I think you fellas are

just making a lot of talk.

Plato Beck

hasn't got a chance.

You're sure of that,

mr. Sweeney?

A sure as shootin',

mr. Chevigee.

Understand?

You can take my word for it.

I see some very fine

old bourbon...

ladies and gentlemen.

I am winding up my campaign

at silver river

because it's here

that the nation looks

for economic support.

We have pledged ourselves

to the government,

but there are those among us who

have broken that pledge.

And it is our responsibility

to expose them.

I propose to call them by name-

all right, boys,

break it up.

Keep your places!

Shut up.

We're going right on with

this meeting. Shut up, Beck.

These men are here

to intimidate us!

Michael, let me walk. I-

doctor. Quick.

They didn't want me

to talk either.

I had important

things to say, Mike,

and I wanted to make

my peace with you.

Funny thing, Mike...

my speech was going

to be about you.

Georgia...

you tell him. You know

what I want to say.

I'll tell you what he told me.

In every age, every country,

a few leaders are born.

Not many. Just enough

to keep things going.

You were that kind of man, Mike.

He'd always hoped

you'd find out.

But you built an empire

just for yourself,

and then you destroyed it.

Plato was trying to

pick up the pieces,

fit them together again.

There's no one left

to do that now... but you.

Plato Beck's dead.

What are you going

to do about it?

What are you going to

do about it, McComb?

Speak his epitaph?

No, I don't have any words

that would do him justice.

I just keep thinking that

the men who killed him

are celebrating right now

in silver city.

But something's

got to be done.

So who feels like doing it?

We've lost everything

as it is.

Now McComb wants to

take us into town

and get our skin

full of lead.

So you're going to

let him go alone.

What a bunch of yellow-

bellied skunks you are.

Get in those wagons

and go with him!

Hanson, you take your men

in from the other side.

Cover every street

out of town.

Tear that sign down, take

it out of town and burn it.

All right, you men disperse.

Come in from the east.

Mccomb's coming into town

and he's got all

his miners with him.

Get on your horses and

let's get out of here.

Get the ropes, boys.

Lynch him! Lynch him!

String him up!

Hold it, men, hold it. Look.

I'd like to see him strung

up as much as you would,

but don't let's

have a lynching.

That's what we

came here for!

I know it. Beck wanted to make

his speech today, didn't he?

He never finished it.

He wanted to tell you who was

responsible for most of your troubles.

I can tell you that. Me.

I can remember,

right in this town,

pledging to the president

of the united states himself

that we here in silver city would

keep the silver river flowing.

We didn't do it. But it's not

too late to make a new beginning.

First we'll open up the mines,

and this time we'll keep 'em open.

Pretty soon you're going to see

some important changes around here,

big changes.

These men are gonna get

what's coming to them,

i promise you,

but don't let's do it

by mob violence.

We've all had enough

of that, haven't we?

Let's open the mines!

We want to go back to work.

Take 'em and

lock 'em up.

We'll give 'em

a fair hearing.

I'm proud of you, Mike.

What's the matter?

I was just thinking what

a wonderful chance I had

to shoot banjo sweeney

in the back,

and I passed it up.

You haven't changed

a bit, Mike McComb.

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