The Law and Jake Wade Page #2

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I can see the necessity for it.

Pretty neat, Jake.

Hold it!

Better drop your gun belt, Jake.

How you been, Ortero?

No complaints.

How about you, Jake?

Don't go blaming

your deputy too much

for me having this gun, Jake.

Who'd have thought

a fat, sloppy drunk

lying in the gutter

would have a pistol

hidden in his boot?

Hello, Jake.

Put him in a chair.

How do you feel?

How do you think?

I can remember a time

when all you'd have done

for a clout like that

was scratch it.

How'd you stay

so close behind me?

I backtracked a dozen times.

I'd have sworn

I wasn't being followed.

You wasn't.

How'd you find me?

Easy. When you left me,

I joined up with the boys,

and then we just turned loose

that nice

little horse you give me

and followed him home.

We've been here

since early yesterday

while you was...

Doing your backtracking.

And I must say, Jake,

it was worth the whole trip

just to find out that

you're the marshal here.

Hi, Wexler.

Don't talk to me, Jake.

Wexler, my boy, how many

times have I told you

if you let your hate

get the upper hand,

it will throw your timing off?

What was it we used to

try to tell him, Jake?

Something there we used to say.

Oh, yeah. Yeah, we used to say,

"wexler, you go ahead and

kill anybody you want to."

"It's a free country."

But if you do it

with hate in your heart,

"you'll end up with nothing

but an upset stomach."

I don't think he ever understood

what we was talking about.

Do you, Jake?

What do you got in mind, Clint?

What are your plans for me?

I'm going to kill you.

But not for a while,

so you don't have to try

nothing desperate just yet.

Let go of me!

Take your hands off me!!

She didn't want to

come along, Clint.

Persuading somebody

don't usually take

you so long, kid.

Some old man came out of

a house with a shotgun.

That took me a little time

to work around behind him.

What did you do to him?

What do you care?

You his lodge brother

or something?

Jake, what is all this?

Say, Clint, she was a little

slow getting dressed,

so we had to help her

along a little bit,

on account of she was so slow.

I'll kill him!

That's enough!

You try to.

You know why we're taking

her along, don't you?

I just know you're not going to!

But we have to.

You see, if you know something

might happen to her

if you try to play it too smart,

then maybe you'll take

us right to the money

instead of leading us

all around the hills

for days and days.

Look, Clint, just

let her stay here.

I promise to take

you wherever you...

Oh, come on, Jake. You know

better than to try that with me.

We better not hang around

here too long, Clint.

Is that a fact, Burke?

She going to ride in that getup?

No, I grabbed some of her stuff.

Alright, let's go.

Jake, do something, Jake, don't

let them! Please, Jake!

Now, listen, miss...

You better get it

through your head

we ain't playing games.

You three ride out

of town ahead of us.

We'll meet you at the canyon.

Jake, I... I think

it will look better

if you ride out of town alone.

We'll see you at

the end of the street.

Wait a minute.

What makes you think

he's just going to ride out

to the end of the

street and wait for us?

Wexler...

Jake's in love.

He'll play along with us.

Won't you, Jake?

Alright, get moving.

Hey, Jake! Jake!

- You want to hear something funny?

- Yeah.

You know that little gelding you

said you sold to somebody?

- Yeah.

- Well, I was going past ed Hurley's place,

and you know something?

I thought I saw that

gelding in his corral.

You know something?

I know you saw him.

Evening.

Evening.

Alright, Jake, let's go.

Giddup!

I was afraid that when you...

Changed out of that dress,

maybe you wouldn't

look too good.

But even in them old things,

you're about the best-looking

gal I've ever seen.

Say... was you really going

to marry that Jake guy?

Why?

Because maybe

I'm kind of interested

in why girls do some of

the crazy things they do.

You see, I never had a whole

lot to do with girls.

I wonder why.

Because my old man

thought he was a preacher,

that's why...

And because he used to whale

the daylights out of me

if he even saw me

look at a girl...

Or a girl look at me.

Your father was a preacher?

Kind of a phony evangelist.

I tell you... He was

about the meanest man

I ever met in my life.

He just naturally

would like to beat up

on anything that was

smaller than him.

And, of course,

he could always say

he was beating

the fear of god into you.

Well, where is he now?

Well, I...

I hope I know where he is.

You see, he was the

first man I ever killed.

Hey, Burke, you better

cook up more stuff.

Some of the other

guys are coming.

Yes, master.

Any trouble, Clint?

No. Get him something to eat,

and tie his hands behind him.

From now on, he stays tied.

Why don't you just

leave him to me?

Sonny, I can see we ain't going

to have you around long enough

to get tired of your company.

He ain't that tough.

He ain't?

Well, let's put it this way...

Let's just say 'cause...

I'm getting old

and hearing noises

in the night...

Would you mind tying him up

for my sake?

I see the kid didn't

waste much time

getting your clothes changed.

Well, now, Burke,

what tasty little dish

have you cooked up

for breakfast this morning?

Take a stretch, Jake.

I told you, there's no use

fighting them ropes.

If I'm showing any strain,

it's from hanging onto

that horse for 8 hours

with nothing but my knees.

No kidding?

I did it once for a whole week.

They caught me

up in the Dakotas.

Rode me clear back to Kansas.

All that way,

just for a stage holdup.

'Course, I busted loose

before we got there.

Killed one deputy with a rock.

Killed the other one

with a rifle.

Maybe something like that

will happen to you, Jake.

Trouble is, you got one problem

that I was never saddled with.

The girl.

Well, it just goes to show

no matter how pleasant

they are to have around,

a woman does slow a man up.

But then, so does a busted leg.

How much further

we going today, Clint?

Well, that depends

on how much further

we got to go altogether, Jake.

You know, you haven't been

exactly what I'd call explicit

about where this place is.

You haven't satisfied me

about what happens to her

after I do take you there.

It's what's gonna happen to her

if you don't take me there.

And as you know,

I ain't a great one

for patiently waiting.

I don't want you to think

I'm rushing you

into anything, Jake.

You... You just think it over.

You got a little time left.

Boost him up.

Now, come on, miss, cheer up.

We'll stop and camp

when it gets dark.

Maybe tonight we'll sing a few

songs around the campfire.

Move out!

Jake... when you left

to take care

of that personal business,

was it to get him out of jail?

Yeah.

How long have you known him?

Don't let me interrupt.

You in much pain, Jake?

You ever been up in these

mountains before, miss?

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