The Man from Laramie Page #5

- I thought he was in jail.

- Kate got him out on a writ.

- You might've expected that.

Stranger comes to town, you boys fix it

so he gets a grudge against the Barb.

Kate won't miss an

opportunity like that.

- Come on, Vic.

- Where do you think you're going?

Kate hired herself a gun,

that's plain enough.

Let her get away with

this, she'll hire more.

Nobody asked you.

Keep away from the Half

Moon, both of you.

You've never run away from

a fight. What's got into you?

Times have changed. I used to

crack down plenty. I had to.

There wasn't much law then.

It was the only way to build

the Barb and hold it.

And now you've gone soft, huh?

You'll be taking over

the ranch soon, Dave.

Maybe sooner than you think.

You'll need peace and friends.

What do you expect me to do,

run the Barb with a pencil?

I'm not afraid to try

anything you did.

I hate to tell you this, but

you're not the man I was.

Copy me and you'll meet up with

somebody who'll break you.

Stop acting like a crazy colt

and get a hold of yourself.

Or you won't get a chance

to run this outfit at all.

I didn't spend a lifetime building this

thing up for you to fritter it away.

Now go over those beef

tallies like I told you to.

I want to see you, Vic.

Come here.

Look out there.

Tell me what you see.

Same old mountains.

Yeah. Any snow on them yet?

What's the matter, Alec?

I'm going blind, that's

what's the matter.

I own 100,000 acres and I can't

see more than 10 of them.

Have you seen a doctor?

Yeah, the best.

That trip I made to Chicago

wasn't to sell beef.

I went to see a specialist. He said

it's too late, nothing can be done.

Six months to a year from now,

I won't even be able to shave myself.

- Did you tell Dave?

- No, not yet.

I'm telling you first because

I expect more from you.

When they know I can't see, the

wolves will close in on this place...

and tear it to pieces.

Don't worry.

Anybody crossing our boundaries will grab

only enough land to bury themselves in.

I know you can fight, Vic.

But that's not enough, alone.

You've got to think.

Even if you can't see, you can

still do the thinking for us.

I've been pretty hard on you.

Maybe harder than you deserve.

Maybe I've been jealous because

you're not my son, too.

Take care of my boy.

Love him like a brother.

And I'll love you like a son.

All right, Pa.

Take the east trail up

into the high country.

You'll find some of my cattle

mixed in with the Barb herd.

If we don't cut 'em out, they'll

end up wearing the Barb brand.

All right, boss. I'll

ride up and have a look.

Keep your eye on the cattle.

Don't knife any more town drunks.

Yes, ma'am.

Give me the glass.

It's Half Moon stock.

- Come on, boys, let's corral 'em.

- Dave.

- Alec said to let things sit for a while.

- They're grazing on Barb land.

So they're eating a mouthful of grass.

We've got plenty growing.

Alec said, "If a steer swallows

a blade of Barb grass...

"...it becomes a Barb steer."

You trying to change that?

No, I'm just trying to

follow Alec's orders.

I heard you talking to

him in the parlour.

I heard every word you said.

You're trying to make me look

weak and yourself look strong.

You got Alec believing you're a plaster:

Well, I'll show him the cracks in you.

Are you all finished, Dave?

I'm finished talking,

but I'm not finished.

Until Alec changes things,

I'm telling the boys what to do.

Not you.

Go on, tell them.

You're not going to give

them orders much longer.

It won't take all of us to corral a few

steers. Ned and I can handle them.

You and the rest of the boys

can take care of our stock.

Come on, Ned.

Hold it here, men.

What are you doing on Barb land?

I'm checking Half Moon stock.

You got Dave in the hand.

Now there'll be the devil to pay.

Take his gun from him.

Give me his gun.

Give it to me!

Grab his arm.

- You ain't going to kill him, Dave?

- Do like I tell you!

Look at it, Lockhart.

Look at it!

Why, you scum!

Shove him off our land.

I'm going to ride to town.

Hold it, Lockhart.

Get his horse.

Have you gone crazy? Put out that

fire before the Apache see it.

I want them to see it and

to come and get their guns.

Get away from that fire, Vic.

There's 200 repeating

rifles in that wagon.

If the Apache get them, they'll

massacre the territory.

By tomorrow, nothing will be

left of the Half Moon but ashes.

You don't know the Apache.

You can't make a deal to raid the

Half Moon and leave the Barb.

Once they get those guns,

there's no stopping them.

I don't care.

Kate hired herself a gunfighter.

I'm hiring myself some Indians.

Look at my hand. Look at it!

It hurts. It hurts bad.

He did it and he's

going to get his.

Now, get back away from the fire.

Listen, Dave, so far no one knows

we sold a few guns to the Apache.

But turn loose 200 of these rifles,

you're going to start an Indian war.

The Barb can handle it.

They won't attack us.

- There's women and kids in Coronado.

- They're not mine.

What about your father?

Supposing he finds out about this?

- Who's going to tell him? You?

- Yes!

Put out that fire or I'll tell him.

That's the last order you're

giving me, Mr. Hansbro.

You, the old man, or anybody.

You're all against me. You've

always been against me.

Who is this Lockhart? How do I know

you didn't bring him here to gun me?

I can't trust nobody no more.

I'm going to fix things my way.

I'm gonna give the

guns to the Apache.

I'm going to get even. I'll show

you who's weak and who's strong.

You're crazy!

You hand me that towel, Barbara.

Hold his arm steady now, because...

this is going to hurt.

Have you done this before?

I've patched up bullet holes in

places I wouldn't like to mention.

It's the sort of stunt

Dave Waggoman would pull.

Pity his ma isn't alive.

She'd be real proud if she could

see the way he's turned out.

Don't talk so much, Kate.

Dave Waggoman's ma was a pretty

little piece of fluff from back East.

She marched Alec to the altar

before he knew what struck him.

When she found out he was too

much of a man for her...

she made certain that his son

didn't turn out to be like him.

She petted and she pampered him

until he was spoiled rotten.

You must have known him

before he was married.

I was engaged to him.

He stood me up...

that uncle of yours.

- You still love him.

- After what he did to me?

- If he asked you today, you'd marry him.

Sure, but just to get my

hands on the Barb Ranch.

That ought to hold you.

That's a real professional

job, Miss Canaday.

Looks like it's been done

by a good army surgeon.

You've been treated by army

surgeons, Mr. Lockhart?

I've seen them in action.

I think we could all

stand a pot of coffee.

- Let me make it.

- No.

You take Mr. Lockhart into the parlour

where he'll be more comfortable.

Thank you.

This wouldn't have happened

if you hadn't come here.

My coming had nothing to

do with the trouble here.

The seeds of it were planted long

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