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stores facing the station.

Mr Carney, I know every

proprietor here. Believe me.

Look, I'm sure they're OK.

It's just routine.

Alright boys...

We'll park a limousine between

the tracks when the special arrives.

Pretty rough in there.

Maybe, easier to cover.

All state police cars can go in there too.

Alright.

Oh, er...

Who lives up there on the hill?

Pop Benson. His grandson

and his daughter- in-law.

We'll check it.

Ha ha, Mr. Carney that's the one place

in this town that doesn't need checking.

Pop Benson used to be in the Secret

Service before a bad ticker retired him.

Pop Benson!

You don't mean Peter Benson?

- That's right.

- Well I'll be a monkey's uncle.

What do you mean?

Pete Benson used

to be my old boss.

No, how do you like that?

Mr Shaw, he'll be the last one

in the world to object... Pete Benson.

Probably a rectifier

or a tube.

Please call Jud, and ask him to fix it

before you wreck it?

Wreck it! Now you listen here,

I built a television transmitter in '38,

before you even knew

what television was.

Yes, but did it work?

I don't know,

I never finished the receiver.

Well, this is one,

and I wish you'd call Jud.

I don't wanna'.

Besides it costs more on Saturdays.

It's cheaper than what it'd cost,

when you're finished with it.

Stop taking it out on me,

just 'cos you and Tod had a fight!

- You haven't touched your cake.

- Don't want it.

Pidge darling,

I made it especially for you.

You made it because you

wouldn't let me wear my gun.

Drink your milk, darling.

- Sissy.

- What?

That's what the guys call me.

I don't care what they call you, I'm

your mother and I know what's best for you.

Pidge! Pidge, you shouldn't

walk out when I'm talking to you.

I thought you

were finished.

The boy's just

disappointed, that's all.

Dad, please stop interfering.

First you take him out of the

Highcliff Cub Scouts, and then...

Pidge, go to your room.

I'll have this old set perkin' in a minute

son; then we'll watch the ball game.

Dad, I've had this

for the last time.

Ellen, you're a grown-up girl. You got a

problem you haven't worked out.

That's no reason why Pidge

should have your problem.

I've only done

what I thought was right.

I read about an experiment once.

Kept germs away from a kid.

Raised him pure and scientifically.

First time he went out,

he caught cold

and died of pneumonia.

What has that to do with Pidge?

The kid hadn't been exposed,

he had no immunity.

There's cruelty, hatred and tyranny

in the world. You can't ignore it.

Pidge's gonna' learn about

the law, so's he can defend it.

Defend it? So he can become a soldier

and be murdered like his father?

My son was killed in the

performance of his duty, Ellen.

Duty, being blown to bits on

some god-forsaken battlefield,

thousand of miles from where

he was born. You call that duty?

Yes Ellen.

Well, is that what you'd like for Pidge?

Would that make you happy?

If Pete could hear you now,

he'd be ashamed of you.

How can you say

a terrible thing like that?

The old boys wrote the words: 'Life,

liberty, and the pursuit of happiness.'

They sounded mighty nice, but they

wouldn't have been worth a nickel,

if somebody hadn't

made 'em stick.

Grandpa! Grandpa!

Look out the window! Golly!

What is it?

Coming down from Wetherby,

a whole lot of state troopers, see 'em?

Sure cut it fine.

You couldn't possibly be surprised

with those sirens blasting.

- So I tried to beat 'em.

- State troopers, right on time.

Oh, they're good.

- The best, alright Bart, follow me.

- Ok.

There are two routes

to the White Springs Ranch:

Over the mountains, or you

can go down to the main highway,

go into Three Rivers, the ranch

is about 20 miles further out.

We'll stick to the main highway.

Too much chance for an ambush

in those mountains. Yes Haggerty?

We could use a roof watch on those

stores Chief, and a street check.

Mr. Carney, every proprietor in this

town has been here at least five years.

I know them, I know their kids.

It's not that sheriff; it's the stranger that

might use one of those stores for cover.

I'd like them to lock up at 4:50,

stay locked up until 5:10.

- Oh, and put a man on the roof too.

- Alright Bert, give 'em the word.

No one is to remain in

those stores at locking time,

anyone seen inside after 4:50,

might be shot on sight.

- Like the man says it's important.

- Yes Sir.

Tell Wilson to keep the station clear.

Schultz will take over troopers

and block off traffic approaches

from 4:
30 onwards.

Right. There's another hazard Sir.

A house up on the hill.

Yeah, I know.

I'll check that one myself.

Yes Sir.

Tod, what the Hades

is going on in this burg?

Did some Galoot make

a uranium strike?

Not exactly. Now look Slim you take

over here and we'll catch up later.

Keep all pedestrian traffic off

the main street from 4:30

between Oak and Alder,

the state boys will help 'ya,

if anybody in town squawks,

why you smooth things over.

They know you, and this is

going to seem strange to them.

I'm confused myself, never have seen

so many cops. What goes on?

This is Mr Carney, special agent of the

Treasury Department, Secret Service.

Mr Carney, Slim Adams,

one of my deputies.

How do you do?

Secret Service. I get it.

They're shipping the national

debt through here in gold bars.

Just don't worry about it,

you'll find out later.

Right come on.

Let's go and check that car you hired.

Bang, bang got 'em all.

Buffalo Bill, you'd better put that gun

away before your Mom sees it,

she'll tan you a hide.

Dad! I do wish you'd call Jud

and let him come up and fix that.

Shucks, Ellen, I knew Ohms Law

before they even passed it.

Don't want Pidge to miss the ball

game, after missing the movie and all.

Alright, boy,

get ready to plug this set in

while I hold this screw down

and see what happens.

Okay.

Dad, are you sure you

know what you're doing?

Ellen, please.

But it says on the back that there's

Ellen, please stop being a woman...

Ready boy, plug in.

Dad! Dad! Are you alright?

I guess I'm alright, it scared

the pants of me, that's all.

Golly, look at this.

I guess maybe

you'd better call Jud, huh?

Honestly.

- That was a close call, boy.

- How much is 5000 volts?

- Enough.

- It would kill you?

It would probably pick you up

and toss you across the room.

Unless you were standing in a puddle

of water, then you'd be grounded.

And if you were grounded, it'd

kill you deader than a doornail.

Would it hurt?

Like blazes. You stay away from that

set now, and from those wall plugs.

Don't monkey with electricity unless

you know what you're doing.

- Why did you, Grandpa?

- You got me there, boy.

I'll get it. Jud says he'll be up

in a little while.

- I'm sorry.

- Honestly...

- Yes?

- Mrs Benson?

- That's right.

- Is your husband at home?

My hus...

No I'm a widow.

What I should have asked was,

are you the owner of this house?

No I'm not. It belongs to my

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