Whispering Smith Page #5

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Not always, Murray.

Say, Bill tells me

you wired Bucks.

Yes, we should have

an answer by now.

See, honey? There's nothing

to worry about... not a thing.

Smitty wired Bucks, and what

Smitty says goes, huh, Smitty?

Hello, Bill.

Telegram for Mr. Smith.

Thanks, Mickey.

All right.

Thanks, Bill.

I'm...

sorry, Murray.

Looks like Bucks is getting himself

quite an education.

There are some pretty fancy words here.

"Appreciate your intervention,

"but am convinced that Sinclair

has outlived his usefulness.

This decision is final."

Well, you didn't do so well,

did you, Smitty?

I'm sure

Luke did all he could.

Yeah, I'll bet he did.

Murray.

Luke is leaving town tonight.

Oh?

Yeah?

I'm afraid Bucks

has made a mistake...

a big mistake.

Luke, that'll be your train.

I'd better be getting on it.

Come on, girls.

Let's go see him off.

Good-bye, Emmy.

Good-bye, Luke.

Sure felt like coming home.

God bless you.

Come back soon. Promise, now. Sure.

All aboard.!

Good-bye, Marian.

Take care of yourself.

I'm sorry

Murray acted the way he did.

You can't blame him.

He's disappointed,

and so am I.

Tell him I'll try again

when I get to Chicago.

Thanks, Luke.

Please write.

Sure. You do the same.

All aboard! So long, Bill.

So long. Take it easy, boy.

Oh, Bill!

Yeah?

Take care of Murray for me, will

you? I sure will, Smitty. I sure will.

If you've got the price, we've

sure got the thirst! Well, Murray.!

Come on down here.

Sit down, son.

Waiter, another glass here

for Mr. Sinclair.

Well, son, I hear you've been

having your troubles.

As I always say,

when a man's having his troubles,

that's when a man

needs his friends.

They fired me, Barney.

I guess it's somethin'

I haven't got through my head yet.

So they fired ya, huh?

Well, well.

You know, from where I sit, it looks as

though that McCloud just did ya a big favour.

He done me a big favour too.

'Cause it gives me a chance to speak

what's been on my mind for a long time.

Listen, son. I'm getting old,

kind of stiff in the saddle.

I need a partner, a man with some

guts under his belt, like you.

Come on in with me, Murray. What we've

made before will be just nothing'.

We can make ourselves

a real killing'.

Well, one thing I'll tell you:

Bucks thinks he can run

this division without me.

All right. Let him try.

What was it this time?

Same old thing.

Stock train piled up

this side of Smoky Creek.

You look a sight. I saw you

comin' and put the coffee on.

Fine.

I guess bad luck, like they say,

comes all in a lump.

This ain't no "bad luck"...

bridges burned, switches left open,

journals sanded,

freight lost in shipment,

cattle stolen

from right out of the cars.

No. This is something

that's all been figured out.

Do we know who's doing it?

Don't ask me that. Of course

we know who's doing it!

And so does everybody

from here to Cheyenne!

If he only had the wit

to realize it, the fool!

Guaranteed

Cherokee Indian snake oil!

Folks, it'll cure anything that

happens to be wrong with you.

I had a woman who come to me not long

ago. This woman suffered from insomnia.

I've got a letter from her here.

I want to read you this letter.

It says here,

"Unless you leave town immedia..."

No, that's not it.

That's a personal letter, my friends.

I'll drop you off here, huh? I thought we were

going to spend a quiet evening with Emmy and Bill.

This genuine Indian snake oil... Maybe that's

what you need, honey... a shot of snake oil.

You've sure been looking

kind of puny. Have I?

Yeah, kind of mopey, puttering

around the house like a sick hen.

I'm sorry, Murray.

And stop being sorry so much.

Every time I open my mouth,

you're sorry.

I'm sorry, honey.

Now you've got me doing it.

Hello, Murray. Hi

there! How's my big boy?

The wife.

Friends of Rebstock's.

Yes. I should imagine.

Well, if it ain't the little lady herself,

slick as a daisy and twice as pretty.

I sure am sorry if the boys have been

disturbing your sleep these nights.

I keep telling 'em, but sometimes

they don't realize they're not at home.

Well, l... Maybe I'll go

and get myself a drink,

and, uh, I'll be seeing ya, huh?

Yeah.

Why didn't you just spit in his eye

and get it over with?

Marian,

what's come over you lately?

Nothing.

You're not fooling me.

A man knows when he's not wanted, when he's

being treated like he was poison or something.

That's not true, Murray.

Yes, it is.

Instead of sulking

around like a spoiled kid,

if you've got something against me,

why don't you say so?

All right. I'll tell you.

I haven't changed, Murray.

You have. Something

terrible has happened to you.

I knew before you opened your mouth

it would be my fault.

I didn't say it was your fault...

not entirely. It's your friends'.

My friends? Suppose you leave them

out of it? But I can't, Murray.

Because, whatever you're doing,

and I'm sure it's something terribly wrong,

I know these men

are the cause of it.

They're wicked men, Murray!

I said, leave them out of it.

I'll talk to you later.

Oh, Luke.

Now, Marian.

Oh, Luke, I'm such a fool.

Please forgive me.

When did you get in?

A couple of hours ago.

What brought you back?

Bucks wired me to come.

Bucks?

Is it that bad? I'm afraid the

division's had about all it can take.

Murray.

Oh, Luke, please talk to him.

You're his oldest friend.

He'll listen to you. He must!

Marian! How's my honey?

Where'd you pop up from?

I came in with Murray. Is

Emmy inside? Yeah, go on in.

She'll be glad to see you.

Bill, you...

you doing anything special?

No.

Come on. Let's take a walk.

Mr. Smith.!

Hello, Sheriff.

Say, you look a little peaked.

Well, if I ain't glad to see you.

Since you've been gone this dang

railroad has been running me ragged.

We sure have. One time, we

almost had him on his horse,

only he'd lost his horse.

Now, that ain't kindly, Bill.

It ain't for a fact.

Have you seen Murray? Murray? Yes,

he's in Pete's Saloon. I just left him.

Now, Mr. Smith... Eh... Thanks.

Well...

Care for me, care for me

If we meet in Laramie

Maybe she'll marry me

Gotta go and see, whoo, whoo

- Hello, Smitty.

- Hello, Murray.

- So you're back, huh?

- Looks that way.

And, boy, it's a sight

for sore eyes to see ya. Yes, sir.

- What'll it be, son?

- Not a thing, Rebstock.

I'd like to talk to you, Murray.

This Smith,

he's gonna start crowding us.

All right. We'll see who can

crowd hardest with the most.

Murray, you've been

around the railroad a long time.

You know how powerful they are.

You can't buck 'em.

Yeah? Go on.

Well, a lot of things have happened

since I've been away.

What's that got to do with me?

I, uh... I just came in

from Crawling Stone Flats.

Yeah?

You were there when that last

trainload of beef was ditched.

You're crazy.

No, Murray.

The sorrel gelding of yours threw

a shoe. I picked it up at the wreck.

I also talked to the man

who reshod the horse the next day.

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