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♪ (music) ♪
-
General Lee Accepts Terms of
Surrender at Appomattox
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The caption's alright Joe,
-
read's plain enough.
-
They'll buy 'em like hotcakes!
-
Better get another pressman,
the soldiers will be leaving.
-
Nah, they won't be leaving
for over a week.
-
The army is parcelling off
the horses and wagons
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to the soldiers.
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Anything they can use
to work on the farms
-
when they get down home.
-
General Lee gaves his orders
this morning.
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Hup, hey, hey, hoy!
Hey yippy, hup, hup!
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Ah, come on, Hopalong,
we never will get home!
-
What are you doing, Jeff?
-
Retreating or advancing
on the enemy?
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- We don't know!
- Climb up here.
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You'll never get home
on that jack.
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Thanks, Captain!
-
♪ (blows horn) ♪
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Must've been full of corn liquor
when you picked hiim out.
-
I just took
what they handed me.
-
After straddling mules
for four years,
-
I'll sure enjoy
a steady seat.
-
Somehow, I can't get used
to the war being over.
-
Whatever you think about it,
we're going home.
-
Hope I never hear
another shot fired,
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as long as I live.
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And you're going to Kentucky!
-
I married into a feuding family,
but I'm not raising my children
-
to become targets for
a lot of bushwhackers.
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I'm going to move
the family west.
-
- Just on account of the feuding?
- Yes.
-
A man can have some respect
for his neighbors out there.
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And all the land you'll want,
for the asking.
-
That's where I'm going to build
a permanent home for my family.
-
You think you'll ever get Granny Spelvin
and the old man to leave Kentucky?
-
How hard would you try
if they were your in-laws?
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It'll work out alright
when I get home.
-
Granny Spelvin has been
pretty good for my three children,
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since my wife died.
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How old is Lynn getting to be?
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He's going on ten.
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Let me pack it,
will ya Granpy?
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Well, be careful, now!
-
My Pop will be home from war
in about five days, huh?
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- Think you'll know him, Lynn?
- Sure!
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Right fine eye!
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Easy to hit 'em,
when I pretend they're Colbys.
-
Rabbits aint Colbys,
Colbys fight back!
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That's what makes 'em good huntin'.
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Now, my Pappy
can rest easy in his grave.
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I got Chet Spelvin for him.
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Gran-Pappy!
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Gran-Pappy!
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Gran-Pappy!
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Gran-Pappy!
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It's yours now, Lynn.
Don't ever use it.
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...except on a Colby!
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♪ (crying) ♪
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- Granny!
- What's the matter?
-
Where's your Gran-Pappy?
-
- Where is he?
- He's down in Pine Hollow.
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He's layin' there...
...Jed Colby shot him.
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Colby...Ann!
-
- Yes?
- Run down to Weathersby's,
-
- ...and tell them what's happened.
- Yes.
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Your Pappy will take care of
Jed Colby when he gets here.
-
I don't understand you,
Mark Hayden.
-
You've been home two weeks,
and Jeb Colby is trapsing
-
up and down these mountains,
bragging how he killed Chet Spelvin.
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And here you are...backin' up,
runnin' away from him.
-
- The law will take care of Colby.
- The law!
-
It aint honorable to take
a family feud to court!
-
- It won't spill no blood, for ya.
- I want no blood spilled for me.
-
Then you're puttin' yourself
above the prophets...
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"An eye for an eye,
and a tooth for a tooth."
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It's in the Book.
-
Mark, it's your plain duty
to take vengeance on Jed Colby!
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And then his kin is bound
to take vengeance on me.
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And someday, one of my sons
must kill another Colby.
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No, I'm going to the law.
-
Of course, Mark, if you insist on
preferring charges against Jed Colby,
-
there's nothing I can say.
I know it's procedure in some places.
-
It's up to the court to punish a man
who commits a murder.
-
That's a matter of opinion.
-
If you want him arrested,
I'm bound to arrest him.
-
Jed Colby,
you have been found guilty.
-
Although, on account of the
peculiar feelings in this community,
-
the court has decided
not to have a hanging.
-
But, you'll have to go to the
State Penitentiary for 15 years.
-
- For the murder of Chet Spelvin.
- Murder?
-
Why, it was feudin',
pure and simple.
-
- I wish Lynn had come out with us.
- He'll be comin' out...
-
...as soon as your Grandma is gone.
-
She's depending on him to do things for her
and I couldn't take him away.
-
You and Bill's gonna
be my family, now.
-
Get around there, boy!
-
Whoa!
-
- Good luck, Mark!
- Alright, Raymond!
-
Those are mountains, Bill!
-
The Kentucky hills are like warts
alongside of them, aint they Pa?
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They are, Bill.
Jeff, fetch me those stakes!
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Comin' right up.
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Stick 'em in the ground, son!
-
Mark Hayden claims this Property
May 15, 1866
-
Fifteen years later.
-
- You're gettin' out Tuesday, Jed.
- Yeah.
-
Your daugther is waiting for you.
I'll send her in.
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Alright, Miss.
-
You can't travel west lookin' that way.
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That's all I've got.
What do you want me to look like?
-
...sleeping in the commons!
-
That's the first time you ever
put your arm around me, Dad.
-
- Did you find out where he's located?
- I could go there with my eyes shut.
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Oh, my daughter, Ellen.
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Oh, I've never seen you before.
-
Your father and I have been
friends for several years.
-
We had to be.
We were in here together.
-
I got out a few months ahead of him.
-
- Going west with us?
- Yes.
-
- How much money did you get?
- 700 dollars.
-
- Good, that's enough to get an outfit with.
- Sure, I'll have everything ready.
-
I'll get him.
-
A few month's later -- Jed Colby had taken up
an abandoned homestead in Nevada --
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a half day's ride from the Hayden Ranch.
-
We could have taken more than
half that herd last night,
-
if you hadn't stopped us.
-
The wolves get more
of Hayden's cattle than we do.
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Yeah, we're taking enough.
-
Not to suit me.
-
A few hundred at a time
aint my idea of cattle rustling.
-
We're going to strip Hayden
of everything he's got,
-
before we get through.
-
But, we're going to do it my way.
-
You've had your way for a year.
-
The next time we rob that ranch,
we run off enough stock to pay for it.
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And keep on going
until we've cleaned them out.
-
But, we won't be another year doing it.
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No you won't, not until I'm ready.
-
And I'm stretching out his misery,
the same as he did mine.
-
We're going to keep working on him
until he comes gunning for me.
-
Ah, forget it!
-
- Let's get something out of this deal.
- Not yet!
-
When I wipe out the Haydens,
I'm going to get them all...
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...to the last man.
-
- What do you think I've been talking about?
- One of them aint out here yet.
-
- The oldest boy.
- I'm not waiting for him.
-
I'm going to have that Hayden Ranch...
...oh, don't get your back up!
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I'm not leaving you out,
I'm going to marry your daugher.
-
Ha-ha! Finally made up your mind
that's the only way you can get her, eh?
-
I'm gonna have her.
-
It's gonna take a lot better man than you
to tie that gal, Daggs.
-
- You put them up to shoot off their guns!
- What'd you let her get on that horse for?
-
- Oh, how's he going to stop me?
- Well, you might have got killed.
-
Now, keep off of them broncs!
-
She bet Daggs a kiss against something
or other that she could ride the horse.
-
Ugh!
-
Ha-ha!
-
- Where's Colby?
- Why, what's up?
-
The Haydens shot Pete Garon.
-
It's no more than a powder burn.
-
- Molly, fetch me that salve.
- Yes, Ann.
-
- Think ya killed him?
- Yes, it was that fellow, Pete Garon.
-
That's Jed Colby's cousin.
-
Garon was with Colby the day
Grandpa Spelvin was shot.
-
- 'member?
- What did you do it for, Neil?
-
You know that Dad's been doing
everything possible...
-
...to keep from fighting
with the Colbys.
-
Ann, there's no use talking like that now.
I told your father what happened.
-
He was sure enough upset,
but he doesn't blame me.
-
Nobody's going to shoot bullets
into me if I can get them first.
-
Well, that starts the old
Kentucky feud boiling again.
-
You keep out of this, Bill Hayden!
-
I don't hanker to be a widow,
my first year of marriage.
-
It's just fool's luck we're not
turning a hand to bury you.
-
What do you expect us to do?
-
Sit around and let them
move everything off the ranch.
-
I've been telling you all along,
they've been stealing more cattle
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than you'll ever admit.
-
Colby's been doing everything
to get Dad fightin' mad.
-
Neil's right,
we've got to face it sometime.
-
Neil, come on, Dad's up to something.
-
Where ya going, Dad?
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To talk to Jed Colby.
-
- Not alone.
- I don't need any help.
-
Bill and I are going with you.
-
This is between the Haydens
and the Colbys, Neil.
-
My wife's a Hayden, isn't she?
-
What does it matter if you're
a Hayden or a Colby...
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...if a bullet gets you!
-
...to drive off every
head of stock from his ranch.
-
By daybreak, there won't be
a Hayden alive to stop you.
-
We're headin' for Grass Valley.
-
Well, if it aint my law-abiding
friend from Kentucky!
-
I want to talk to you, Colby.
-
My son-in-law got
one of your men for stealing cattle.
-
You can't accuse us of stealing cattle
to cover up the killing of Pete Garon.
-
You've been stealing cattle
off my ranch for almost a year.
-
Doing all you can to start up
that Colby-Spelvin feud again.
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I'm not going feuding with you, Colby,
but I am protecting what's mine.
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Hold it...put 'em on the table!
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I've been after you.
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Don't hurry,
I've got plenty of time.
-
I'll scream for the bears.
-
- Come on out, then!
- I won't! You get out of here!
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Ha-ha-ha!
-
- What happened to you?
- And where'd you drop from?
-
I was just riding through,
and all of a sudden,
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I head a sputtering
and that dam tore loose.
-
And you were standing
right in the way of it.
-
Daggs, the boys sent me up
to tell you they're waiting.
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For... for whatever
you're going to do.
-
- Thanks, stranger!
-
Glad I happened by.
-
Wouldn't have made much difference.
-
I've never seen the man
I couldn't handle.
-
Better put your hat on
before that sun hits you any worse.
-
- Thanks, lady!
- Lady.
-
- What are you staring at?
- A lady.
-
- Now, you're making fun of me.
- No, I'm not.
-
- Where are you heading for?
- Grass Valley, how much further is it?
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About seven hours
with all them pack animals.
-
You can't make it
before dark sets in.
-
You'll have to camp down
in the meadows for the night.
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Thanks, I will.
-
- Uh, glad you passed by, stranger.
- You're welcome.
-
What ya thinkin' on, Ellen?
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Just wonderin'...
...how ladies dress.
-
- Eli, what did your mother look like?
- Ah, she was beautiful.
-
I remember one dress she had.
It had spangles all over it.
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And feathers around the neck.
-
She used to always carry a red
pocket book when she went out walkin'.
-
- Do ladies wear their fine dresses all days?
- Oh no, only in the evening...
-
...when the gentlemen come to call.
-
- What do they do?
- Just sit around...
-
...talkin' and drinkin' and laughin'
and having lots of fun in the big parlour.
-
- Did you live there?
- Me, oh no...
-
...we had a room just around the corner.
-
But, my mother used to always
see her friends in the big house.
-
They wouldn't let me in the parlour,
I was too young.
-
But, I used to peek through the curtains.
-
And my, some of those ladies were lookers!
-
I'd still be there,
if that sailor hadn't shot my Ma.
-
I wonder where we could get
some shoes and stockings...
-
...and maybe a dress?
-
And one of them feathered "neck things".
-
Well, maybe you can get 'em down
at the store in Grass Valley.
-
Ah no, besides,
I want them for tonight.
-
Oh!
-
Guess I'll have to go walkin',
just as I am.
-
Hello!
-
- I saw your fire.
- Glad you did.
-
- I'll be through in a minute.
- Do you shave everyday?
-
- Every other day.
- What for?
-
It's just a habit, I guess. Why?
-
I'd have thought you were kinda soft,
if I didn't see the strength in your arms.
-
- Will ya have a cup of coffee?
- You're either being polite...
-
...or making fun of me.
I aint used to being polite at.
-
I can get my own coffee without
being waited on by men folks.
-
Must be sort of hard
going barefoot through these mountains.
-
It's none of your business that
I aint got shoes and stockings.
-
I didn't mean anything that way.
-
They write poems about
barefoot girls like you.
-
- What's a poem?
- Oh, a lot of words put together.
-
They don't mean anything,
but they sound pretty good.
-
- Wanna hear one?
- No, I guess I wouldn't care for it.
-
I could sing you a song...I know,
a story about the indians.
-
If you're gonna keep on
making fun of me, I'm going.
-
No, don't!
-
Now, will you let me
get you a cup of coffee?
-
You're a disturbing sort of girl.
-
- It's getting late.
- Don't go yet!
-
Oh, I wasn't going back tonight.
-
If I won't be any bother to you?
But remember...
-
...you gotta treat me like a fella!
-
- Never knew bacon could taste so good.
- Funny, aint it?
-
Only yesterday,
there wasn't any you.
-
We aint said much to each other.
Aint said anything, really.
-
Only, already yesterday,
seemed way back there-
-
- Hey! Let's get acquainted.
- Alright.
-
I'm Ellen Colby, and I hail
from the mountains of Kentucky.
-
- Colby!
- What's the matter?
-
- Why do you look at me like that?
- I'm from the mountains of Kentucky...
-
...I'm Lynn Hayden.
-
Ellen, listen Ellen, it isn't our fight.
We didn't start it.
-
- Why should we hate each other?
- My father went to jail.
-
15 years, he was there...
...a Hayden sent him.
-
A Hayden went square into the law.
-
- But, I didn't...!
- Don't touch me!
-
I don't want to see you
or any Hayden...
-
...excepting a dead one.
-
Get off before I-
-
(crying)
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♪ (music) ♪
-
♪ There was a father, had two sons ♪
♪ and these two sons were brothers♪
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Gotta give me a kiss first!
There you go.
-
I did have one for you, Ted,
but I guess it's gone.
-
It's beautiful,
and real silver too.
-
♪ (music) ♪
-
I thought they were lost years ago.
-
- Where did you find them, Lynn?
- Up in the attic, after Granny Spelvin died.
-
I remember seeing you had them
when I was a kid.
-
My father left them when I left the
old country and came to America.
-
I was fifteen years old then.
And now, I have grandchildren.
-
Uncle Bill! Lookit, Uncle Bill!
-
- Oh, can she talk?
- She's not old enough yet.
-
- Did he bring you a present too?
- Sure did, look at this!
-
- Isn't that pretty!
- Is he your Uncle Lynn, too?
-
No, he's my brother. Just like
Teddy there is your brother.
-
Uncle Bill, want me to kick you
with my new boots?
-
You kick me again,
and you'll get hurt.
-
Uncle Lynn told me I could kick
anything I wanted with them.
-
And it wouldn't hurt 'em.
-
Hey Lynn, you better take this boots
away from your nephew before he gets hurt.
-
Right there!
-
Must have taken every dollar you had
to buy all these presents, Lynn.
-
I figured I might
land a job when I got here.
-
There's one been waiting
for you a long time.
-
Hope you're planning
to settle down to it.
-
And get married. Lots of fine girls
raised on the ranches out here.
-
I think I've got one
all picked out, Dad.
-
What do you think of my
big brother, Molly?
-
This is very nice, Lynn,
and I thank you.
-
You're welcome, Molly!
-
I'm glad you're back
in the family, Lynn.
-
Uncle Lynn,
who's this for?
-
Now you leave things alone
that don't belong to you.
-
- Who is it for?
- Nevermind.
-
Ann, how long have
the Colby's been out here?
-
Why, about a year,
how'd you know?
-
I ran across Ellen Colby.
-
She's white trash, runs around
with anyone who will go with her.
-
How do you know?
She's some wild, she's young yet.
-
- Colby bothering Dad?
- Stealing cattle, that's all.
-
- Well, last year-
- Bill!
-
Well, might as well know it sometime.
Things are headin' for a showdown.
-
- Dad still trying to sidestep a feud?
- Yes, if he can.
-
But, you and I
don't feel that way about it.
-
(crying)
My dolly!
-
My dolly!
-
Too far, can't reach him with this gun.
-
Let's go after him!
-
That ought to stir them up
enough to suit Colby.
-
Hayden will think
I shot to kill that kid.
-
Ha-ha!
-
Dad, you can't hold back
on the Colbys this way!
-
And you might as well know it now,
-
the rest of the family
can't understand it either
-
You're not going to feud
to oblige Colby.
-
They just shot at
your own grandchild, didn't they?
-
How are you going to answer that?
-
When the time comes, I'll deal
with Colby as a cattle thief.
-
They didn't mean to hit Mary.
-
Colby had that shot fired
so we'd all fall into a trap.
-
And he could wipe us out
in "self defense".
-
I'll settle this my way.
-
- What do you think of them, Lynn?
- Great!
-
- Well...
- Well, what?
-
Take your pic!
That's what I brought 'em in for.
-
You're not the only Santa Claus
around this ranch.
-
- That white one over there.
- Just as I thought.
-
White Cloud!
-
- What'd ya call him?
- White Cloud.
-
That's what he looks like
running against the side of a hill.
-
I certainly appreciate him, Bill.
-
You know, if it wasn't
so near supper time,
-
White Cloud and I would
take a look at Dad's ranch.
-
You better save that
until morning, Lynn.
-
It's an all day ride.
-
- Where ya ridin', Lynn?
- Oh, just looking around.
-
Be gone all day, won't ya?
-
Ellen Colby's alright.
-
Aint her fault
she's got a killing father.
-
- How'd you know I was going there?
- I saw you were missing her yesterday.
-
- I can't forget her, Molly.
- You shouldn't.
-
It's more important than anything
-
the Haydens or the Colbys
could be fighting about.
-
- You won't be telling on me, will ya?
- No.
-
The last I saw of you,
you were riding out...that way.
-
For Ellen Colby
-
- Ha-ha!
- What are you lauging at?
-
It struck me funny...
-
Mark Hayden chasing
you out of Grass Valley.
-
Well, I didn't see you laughing last night
when they chased you off his ranch.
-
- And we're going back tonight.
- I figured something like that.
-
Well, I'll handle it myself.
This time.
-
(shooting guns and screaming)
-
Just before daybreak,
they stole all your horses, Bill.
-
And took all the cattle
out of the south pasture.
-
Get him up to the house!
-
- Colbys?
- Yeah.
-
Don't say anything to Dad.
-
I'm going up in the Colby's
neighborhood,
-
and try to locate that stock.
-
You have every hand on the
ranch ready when I come back.
-
No matter what anybody says.
-
We're all going after
what belongs to us.
-
You needn't say
anything to Colby
-
about us planting
gunpowder up here.
-
He doesn't want to handle
the Haydens my way, huh?
-
We'll drive out the rest
of their stock tonight.
-
That'll get every man of them
coming after us up in this canyon.
-
One little match...
...and BAM!
-
I hope Colby aint
in the canyon at the same time.
-
Hey, you want to see
something interesting?
-
Come here!
-
Take care of her, White Cloud!
-
Why, I'm believing ya...
-
when you tell me that
Lynn Hayden shot Fred.
-
And then he gave you guys
the beating of your lives.
-
But, I'm not allowin' you to say
that Ellen's been making up to him.
-
You get her this?
-
That your handwriting?
-
Have every man saddle up
and meet me at the corrals.
-
Well, get going!
-
Have you been acceptin' favors
from Lynn Hayden?
-
I'm gonna marry
Lynn Hayden in that dress!
-
Jeff, if you want fried chicken for supper,
you better get your hatchet.
-
Lynn, most of them
are out in the barn.
-
We gotta drive 'em outta there.
-
If Jeff gets the boys,
we'll be alright.
-
Yeah, I hope Neil doesn't come
riding home ahead of the rest.
-
- Where's Bill?
- I don't know.
-
Hey, Colby!
-
It's young Hayden!
-
Alright, go get him
and drag him in here!
-
- Watch it!
- Oh, I didn't know it was a kid.
-
Hey, there's a gang ridin' in.
-
Clear out, everybody.
-
Bill's just riding in.
-
Bill!
-
Bill's outside...
...on his horse...dead!
-
Well, you want me to bring him in
while you run and tell the sheriff?
-
Cause it wouldn't be fair to the Colbys,
lessen you know for certain.
-
Maybe you want to look
and make sure, alright?
-
Go ahead...it's Bill.
-
The same face, the same hands.
-
The same eyes that have been lookin'
at ya since they first opened.
-
Only...only they're closed now.
-
And they're never
going to open anymore.
-
- Never!
- Molly, stop it!
-
- Calm yourself.
- Oh, I'm calm.
-
I'm just telling you
to do your duty.
-
It's your move, aint it?
-
The Colbys kill a Hayden,
and the Haydens tell the law.
-
Aint that the game?
-
Aint that the rules
we've been livin' up to?
-
Only you better hurry...
-
You better send quick for help.
-
Cause maybe they'll start
shooting at children,
-
and the children
aint old enough,
-
they wouldn't know
enough to run.
-
Well, are you still gonna
wait till we're all dead?
-
Then go to the like
like you did,
-
when he killed
old man Spelvin.
-
Are ya still gonna
settle it your own way?
-
This is your family!
That's your son!
-
Stay inside, now.
Hey, Daggs, come here.
-
Hey, I just plugged Mary Hayden.
-
I'm figuring the rest of his outfit
will be along any minute.
-
- We'd better be movin'.
- Nah.
-
We wait for them
at the end of the road.
-
They'll follow us.
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Come on, fellas, let's go!
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"BANG"
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(GUNS SHOOTING)
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(LARGE EXPLOSION)
-
(THUNDERING LANDSLIDE)
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Lynn, Lynn!
You've got to get up.
-
Hurry, Lynn!
You've got to get out of here.
-
Lynn, come on!
-
- Dad with you?
- No.
-
You'll have to depend on me
from now on, Ellen.
-
Your father and the rest of them
got caught in a landslide
-
up in the canyon.
-
- Lynn Hayden, too.
- You sure Lynn Hayden was killed?
-
Yes.
-
I don't believe you.
-
It's just you and me left.
-
We're getting married.
-
- You aint serious about that?
- Sure, sure, what'd ya think?
-
I didn't know
you thought of me that way.
-
I've changed some lately.
-
Well, if you're proposin'...
-
do I have to give my answer,
right away?
-
Why not? We'll get along.
-
We'll be the biggest
ranchers in this state.
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What do ya say?
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(GUN DROPPING ON TABLE)
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THE END