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for the sawmill before daybreak.

Is that all right, Mr. Haven?

- Yeah, I guess that's all right.

- Thank you, sir.

What happened to you?

On my last run, I stopped a bullet.

- Get a good look at them?

- I wish I had.

The only thing here that work.

Son, I wasted my time here.

I might as well waste some advice.

You're full of blood and vinegar.

But this whole thing has got

something wrong with it.

Goddard only got a nick in the knee.

You may not be so lucky.

I might depend on something

besides luck.

Like what?

On the fact, they don't

pay to shoot so straight.

They don't need to when

they shoot so often.

Worry it over.

I think I'm gonna need you.

But not on one leg.

Take it easy.

Yes, sir.

- What's all this?

- Something, ain't it?

Yeah. Who's is it?

Miss Charlie's, Mr. Haven.

Where do you drive her?

Same places.

Around the hills, down the river.

- Every afternoon.

- Yes?

I think I'll give you the afternoon off.

I shouldn't let you do this, sir.

But I am.

Miss Charlie may not like this.

I will.

Does this Haven move me out?

Is that the play?

Prince, you know I

wouldn't part with you.

I always come up empty.

Not quite.

No.

What's the matter, Prince?

I do not like Haven

or anything about him.

You said that before.

What do you know about him?

What do you want me to do?

Have him looked up in

the Social Registry?

The man walked in out of nowhere.

And went against your table.

- Did he play like a gambler?

- He knew something.

Yes and he took Mick down.

So he knows how to fight.

You like that part, don't you?

I'll tell you one thing, Prince.

I don't like this part.

You know, Prince,

I always find you in good company.

Stand there a second.

Every time I see you,

you look different.

But you always look beautiful.

Why is that?

I always have someone to lie to me.

You can take my hand

if you won't squeeze it.

Now tell me what are you

doing with my buggy?

It's my work.

I'm the new transportation boss.

You hired me.

Where to?

I'm going to call on a gentleman.

At this hour?

His name is Mark Bristow.

At any hour, it'll be strictly business.

The way you say it,

you may need a lawyer.

He's a lawyer himself

but it won't help him.

No?

What good is a lawyer

if he never gets into court?

Oh? Like a doctor in a graveyard.

Where is this unlucky man?

Across the street.

Whoa, boys!

Think I should take the horses

back and give them a rubdown?

Think they've gone far enough?

I haven't.

Maybe you better wait

and come in with me.

- Hello, Mrs. Caslon.

- How do you do?

I wonder if you could do me a favor?

Why surely.

It's a big favor.

I wouldn't blame you if you refused.

What is it?

I want to run some gold from your mine.

That is a big favor.

I know it seems impossible to you.

But that's one reason I'm here.

To find out what makes that impossible.

Isn't that very risky?

That's why I couldn't

go to anyone but you.

I'm just wondering if we shouldn't

speak to Captain Iles first?

You know what he would say.

I'd advise against it.

I suppose so.

But if it works my way, it

might clear everything up.

For everybody. And for Iles too.

The War Dept does not like

all that gold around an army post.

- Well, I...

- We're working too much in the dark.

This may be the only way

to see something.

Who else will know this?

Just us. That's all.

And that's the idea.

I'll arrange it.

Good.

Don't look so grim.

It's only your gold and my skin.

And smile when you walk away.

As though we'd been talking

about what a dry summer it's been.

- Thank you.

- Goodbye.

Charlie, you know how I've always

cooperated as much as possible.

But I haven't the money.

These are all your notes for gambling.

You're out $6,000.

You want to count them?

No.

Your credit is over, Mark.

My luck can change, can't it?

Not in my tables.

I have seen others fall into the trap.

But I didn't think it would get me.

Nobody does.

I'll have Prince come in

and look over your books.

Maybe we can work something out.

- But...

- That's the way it is, Mark.

I pay off on the line.

And I expect to get paid.

Oh. What brings you here?

Oh I had a dream you'd

be back here tonight.

Why?

Maybe because took the keys.

Don't they go with the job?

You know how it is with a dream.

I got the crazy idea you

were gonna try something.

- Like what?

- Well like maybe running a shipment.

And then what happened?

I wanted to be some help with it.

All right. You've been some help.

Now go on back to sleep.

And I'll finish the dream for you.

I'm riding with you, Haven.

I'm riding shotgun.

You got more more than

your leg hurt, didn't you?

Maybe I just like to ride in the

moonlight if nothing happens.

And if it does?

Then I figure I've got a better right

to be there than you have.

All right. Get up there.

We'll go out the back way.

Hold it there.

Hold those horses!

Ho.

Keep your hands away from your guns.

Get down from there and stand aside.

All right, you. Get down.

Bring up the pace horse. Hurry it up.

Get over there.

Bring it up here.

Keep em up.

Take it easy.

They hang you just the same.

All right, Goddard. Get moving.

Go on!

Keep em up.

That's far enough.

Turn around.

This certifies that the

bearer, James Goddard,

is operating as a legally deputized...

detective...

for Wells Fargo stage

and express company.

Get out!

Where's Joe?

Something's gone wrong, Pete.

Yeah.

I know one thing.

He was born on a horse.

And he didn't just fall off this one.

Go look for him.

- Hello, Whitey.

- Hello, Mr. Haven.

What are you hauling?

This is a load of grub for the sawmill.

How'd you like to ride

my horse back to town?

What about the wagon here?

I'll finish the haul.

You're the boss.

Anything exciting happen in town?

I don't know, Mr. Haven.

I left town before daybreak.

Take it easy with Amber. He's tired.

I'll give him good rub then.

Hey you!

Did you see if a rider coming up?

No.

You sure?

I haven't even seen a lizard.

Where can I put this stuff?

Where did you put it before?

I didn't. I'm a new driver.

I think it's grub.

Take them over to the cook shack.

Ho! Hey, you the cook?

No, I just wear this hat

to keep the flies off my hair.

It don't matter to me, brother.

I only haul this grub.

I'd just as soon haul it back to town.

Well, take it around the corner.

Well. Any luck?

No sign of Joe. But there's tracks

of another horse circling the mill.

That's bad.

Let's go take a look

at that new driver again.

Hey, driver!

You, come here.

You sure you didn't see no rider?

Look. You want me to say

I saw a rider, I'll say it.

I'll say I saw a ghost.

It doesn't make any difference to me.

When did you get this job?

Yesterday.

What for?

It's the system.

If I don't work, I don't eat.

I never found any way to beat it.

Who hired you?

Look. I'm working. I high

haul this stuff out here.

Nobody tells me where to dump it.

Everybody wants to know where I've been

and what I haven't seen. I don't know!

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