(projector clicking) (light orchestral music) (light orchestral music) >> Narrator: Five years after the end of the Civil War.

1000 mile cattle trail stretched from the plains of Texas to the railroad depots in Kansas.

For 90 grueling days, through dust, heat, flies, loneliness, cowboys pushed Texas cattle northward along the Abilene trail at an average speed of three-quarters of a mile an hour toward Abilene, Kansas, where raw-bred Southern beef could be turned into hard Eastern cash.

Abilene was the end of the trail, the end of the trail hand's 1000-mile, 90-day-long boredom.

(all shouting) (light orchestral music) >> What kind of a town is this?

Not a saloon on that side of the street.

>> Oh, just wasted.

Nothing, let's go.

Come on!

♪ Thy love possessing triumph in redeeming grace ♪ ♪ Oh, refresh us, oh, refresh us ♪ ♪ Traveling through this wilderness ♪ ♪ Thanks we give and adoration ♪ ♪ For thy gospel's joyful sound ♪ ♪ May thy fruits of thy salvation ♪ (gun firing) ♪ In our hearts and lives abound ♪ >> Excuse me ♪ Ever faithful, ever faithful ♪ ♪ To the truth may we be found ♪ ♪ Amen ♪ ♪ Oh, I hate the wind that howls across the prairie ♪ (gun firing) ♪ I hate to hear the coyote's nightly song ♪ (gun firing) ♪ I hate the sound of six-guns that they carry ♪ ♪ It is too hot in summertime, it's much too cold in winter ♪ ♪ But listen, mister ♪ ♪ Please don't get me wrong ♪ ♪ I love it out here in the West ♪ ♪ Because the West is best for loving ♪ ♪ When the stars are shining and the moon is low ♪ ♪ You'll find me out with my Romeo ♪ (gun firing) ♪ Back East I was always repressed ♪ ♪ That's why I love it out in the West ♪ ♪ I love it out here in the West ♪ ♪ Because the life is free and easy ♪ ♪ You can do most anything you doggone please ♪ ♪ There's a room to stretch ♪ >> Sorry, Rita.

>> Why aren't you in church with the storekeepers?

>> I was.

See that sign there, mister?

We've only got two little laws here.

Don't break them, friend.

Her singing sounds better anyway if you don't shoot at.

Oh.

(all laughing) (gun firing) ♪ I hate the everlasting smell of cattle ♪ ♪ I hate the flies that buzz around my head ♪ ♪ I hate the sound of rattlers when they rattle ♪ ♪ It's much too far from home sweet home ♪ ♪ It's hard to be a lady ♪ ♪ But listen, mister ♪ ♪ Please don't be misled ♪ ♪ I love it out here in the West ♪ ♪ Because the life is free and easy ♪ ♪ You can do most anything you doggone please ♪ ♪ There's room to stretch and there's room to breathe ♪ ♪ I'm just brimming over with zest ♪ ♪ Because I love it out in the West ♪ >> Wonder Rita didn't slug you.

>> She works too hard at being mean, Charlie.

Real meanness comes natural.

>> Hmmm!

Guess he got past my boys without being seen.

>> Getting to be a habit, watch it.

>> Aren't thinking of closing me up, are you?

>> I wouldn't want to.

>> The merchants across the street wouldn't let you.

No saloons, no trail herds.

No trail herds and the merchants starve to death.

>> Right as rain, Charlie.

>> Then, what do you want?

Because if it's Rita, maybe I can fix it up for you.

Keep out.

This is private.

I'll just put that on the bill.

Anything else?

>> There's nothing I want from you Charlie, except what's on those signs.

Only ornery women can get away with that, Mister.

(light organ music) >> Shooting off guns during church services.

Other side of the street is getting out of hand again.

What was that shooting we heard?

>> Customer at the pride got a little too enthusiastic, that's all.

♪ Of the coming of the Lord ♪ ♪ He is trampling out the vintage ♪ ♪ Where the grapes of wrath are stored ♪ ♪ He hath loosed the fateful lightning ♪ ♪ Of his terrible swift sword ♪ ♪ His truth is marching on ♪ >> Carry their church with them, don't they?

>> Looking for you, Balder.

>> Hello, Mr. Ryker.

>> Welcome back to Abilene.

>> I did not!

>> Not bad.

Here's the list of stuff we'll need in the morning.

Too bad to make you work on Sunday.

But since you're doing it for me and you've already said your prayers.

Maybe you'll be forgiven.

>> The Lord is very understanding.

>> My boys are in for the fling at the honeypots.

Maybe a little rough, but it's all in fun.

>> The town's open, Cap.

>> The marshal's got nothing to do.

Maybe he'll give you a hand with my stuff.

See ya!

♪ They have built with Him an altar ♪ >> You homesteaders got no place in town here.

And stay off that trail, a long way off of it.

This is a cattle country and it's gonna stay cattle country!

>> Come on, Sherry.

I need some help on this.

>> All right, Father.

(gun firing) >> Go after it, Gyp.

(dramatic orchestral music) >> This is one of my men.

>> He went for his gun first.

The deal was crooked.

>> I won't wrestle with these dogs.

>> I got one more bullet left.

We'll take care of you right now, boys.

>> Ryker!

You wouldn't be happy buried 1000 miles from home.

Walk out of here.

>> That man is a murderer.

>> What's your boy doing with a gun in his hand?

(all murmuring) Get going, George.

>> Where's the music?

Hit the bar, boys.

Everything is on the house.

(upbeat orchestral music) >> What chips, Marshal.

Couple of weeks we'll be back.

You be here.

Because there'll be no guns checked.

We'll tear this crooked cheating town apart and spread the pieces from here to the Texas border.

>> I'll be here, Ryker.

Break it up, boys.

The show is over.

(upbeat orchestral music) Go on over the jail and lock yourself up.

I'll let you out when Ryker leaves town.

>> What are you after, Dan?

Why don't you let this town shoot it out and die?

>> There are people in it.

>> Heh, what kind?

You think anybody in this town has any solution for it?

>> Maybe not.

>> That's the weakness of an honest marshal.

Got too doggone much pride.

>> Maybe.

>> Odds are wrong, Dan.

Unless you've got a hole card up your sleeve.

>> Yeah!

>> Only friends you've got are on the wrong side of the street.

(light orchestral music) >> Slim, you stay here in town.

>> "We'll tear this town apart," he said.

Only chance we got to keep Ryker satisfied.

>> Ryker's no cowhand to be slugged with a gun.

We want a marshal to keep us in good with Ryker.

Not a killer.

Mitchell's got to get off his high horse.

>> Need any help, Ed?

Remember, Ryker suggested I give you a hand.

>> Well, I guess I'd better be getting along.

>> Me too.

>> Of all people you had to knock out the brains of the influential cattleman on the trail.

>> He's the only one bothered me.

>> What else could Dan have done?

Let him kill a man in cold blood?

>> Likely Ryker was shooting off his mouth.

>> Father, there's something you've overlooked.

See that pretty little star?

>> And who put it there?

>> You did!

With instructions to keep this town peaceful.

Not let trail hands and saloon keepers get out of hand.

>> I didn't say drive business away.

What chance would we have it if Fair and Ryker decided to get along without merchants here.

All this trouble over one no account gambler.

>> I see.

If there's any killing to be done, Dan just sees it's done pleasantly, is that it?

>> Now Sherry, let's go back.

Four months ago he didn't have a dime.

Drought had killed off half his cattle and he needed a job.

Is that right?

>> Right.

>> Ed: And as town supervisor, I appointed him marshal.

>> Still right.

>> Well that give me the right to ask him to watch his step or not?

>> Father, what do you want Dan to do?

>> Well I thought maybe if he went to Cap Ryker and explained it was all a mistake, maybe apologize.

>> Apologize to Ryker?

In 24 hours, trail hands would sweep across Texas Street and shoot into your parlor windows just to hear the women scream.

>> Are you trying to frighten me?

>> Trying to remind you why you got a marshal here.

If you're nothing but a wood tick hanging onto a trail town, you're a lost cause.

>> I suppose you'd like to see me close up?

>> No, I'd like to see you buck up, Ed, and not let them know how weak you feel.

Maybe there may be another kind of business here for you soon.

>> You starting on homesteaders again?

They haven't a chance of surviving.

Maybe I'd rather do business with homesteaders than with cattlemen.

But I'm not gonna be wiped out for my likes and dislikes.

I'm not proud.

I've got to compromise.

What I've got to do, you've got to do too.

>> Then you better get yourself another marshal, Ed.

Nothing makes me feel cheaper than wearing a star that don't mean anything.

>> Now wait a minute, Dan.

Now you're getting mad.

You're marshal.

>> I'm marshal.

(train whistle blowing) Not even an hour late today.

>> Dan, I think you're right.

You should resign.

>> How'd you know I was here?

>> I always know where you are.

>> No, I'm not resigning.

I was only trying to put some steel in Ed.

>> You didn't succeed, you never will.

>> Never is a long time.

>> Howdy, folks.

Hear you had a little trouble at the Pride today.

>> Oh, nothing important.

Understand you filed for reelection next fall, Bravo.

>> Oh, they talked me into it.

Figured on opening up a saloon, or maybe going back to practicing dentistry but somebody's gotta keep law and order in the county.

>> Law and order.

Why don't you try helping Dan around here?

>> That wouldn't be fair, ma'am.

I run the county and Dan runs the town.

Besides me and Dan don't always see eye-to-eye.

>> Now, Bravo, I thought we were old friends.

>> We are, Dan.

We are.

But you got the idea you oughta kick up a fuss about things that are bound to happen anyway.

I don't figure that way.

A man's got to live.

And cows get lost.

Sometimes accidents happen and some get killed.

Why get hot under the collar about it?

And why go hunting for fellers that don't wanna be found?

Here she comes.

>> Conductor: Where's the sheriff?

Where's the sheriff?

>> Don't that train make enough noise without you adding to it?

>> Sheriff, the train was held up.

>> Conductor: Train held up?

You sure?

>> Of course, I'm sure.

I was on it!

Just three miles out of town.

>> What town?

>> Well, this one!

He was traveling as a passenger.

Somebody pulled a gun and help up the coach.

>> Get much?

>> I don't know!

He fired a shot over my head and jumped off around the turn.

>> That's a dangerous thing to do.

One time- >> He got $50 from me.

>> That's a lot of money to be traveling with stranger.

As I was- >> If you get a posse started, you might catch him.

>> Might catch the wrong man too.

Get the county sued.

What'd he look like?

>> He was tall, a little brown eyes and black beard.

>> A little brown beard!

>> I see.

No identification.

>> Poor old Bravo.

I wonder how he'll get out of this one.

>> You'll probably help him.

>> Not me, county matter.

Probably make him late for our game of fan-tan at Big Annie's.

>> Why do you go there Dan?

>> Annie makes good drinks.

And playing fan-tan with Bravo in a boarding house full of girls is quite interesting.

>> Well, now when the gossips ask why you go there, I can tell them.

>> What's that?

>> That you haven't made up your mind which side of Texas Street has the most interesting women.

>> Mister, can you tell me where the homesteader's camp is?

Looking for a man name Hannaberry.

>> Two blocks down the street, turn left and keep walking.

>> Thank you!

>> Oh, just a minute.

You folks are coming in pretty fast.

Think I'll have a look at that camp myself.

Wanna ride, son?

>> Yes, mister.

>> Follow me.

I'll show you the way.

(light orchestral music) Hello, Rita.

>> You ought to grow a beard too.

>> When you wear a sunbonnet and apron, I'll grow a beard.

>> When I wear a sunbonnet and an apron, I'll grow a beard.

(all laughing) >> You like her, mister?

>> When I find out, I'll let you know.

You don't look pretty fresh.

(light orchestral music) >> Hello, Bill.

>> Nice to see ya, Gyp.

>> Thank you, mister.

>> All right, sonny.

>> Name's Hannaberry.

>> Where you all from Mr. Hannaberry?

>> Ohio mostly, sit down Sheriff.

>> Here!

>> Thanks!

>> My name's Henry, Henry Dreiser.

>> First off, I'm not the Sheriff.

I'm just town marshal of Abilene.

>> I'd guess you was closer to the land.

Cattle maybe.

>> There's friendlier land than this around here.

>> Government man told us we could raise 20 bushes of wheat an acre.

>> Didn't tell you this was cattle country, did he?

>> It's government land, much ours as anybody's.

>> Opinion in town is you won't last long.

>> Opinion here is we will.

We brought our families and we're gonna make this a big country for them.

>> We're not asking anything of anybody.

There's a land here to work and we're gonna put more in it than we take out.

>> That's fair enough.

>> We'd sure like to be friends with folks in your town.

But if they don't want it that way, it won't make much difference in the long run.

♪ His truth is marching on, glory, glory, glory ♪ >> I like that song you folks sing.

My father died in the war.

>> So did my son.

Those are his children looking your horse over.

>> Thank You.

>> You bet.

>> I don't believe you.

I don't think you did that all.

I did so ride him, didn't I, mister?

>> Sure did.

>> Boy: I can drive a horse behind a plow.

>> Doing what?

>> Boy: Putting in wheat.

♪ He was born across the fields ♪ ♪ With a glory in his bosom that transfigures you and me ♪ ♪ As He died to make men holy ♪ ♪ Let us die to make men free ♪ ♪ His day is marching on ♪ (upbeat orchestral music) >> Find that holdup artist, Sheriff.

>> No, I figure he's in the next county by now.

Two dust cutters, two whiskey chasers.

>> Hear you been out looking for the man stuck up the train.

>> I figure I got more trail dust than he did dollars.

>> Any description?

>> Six foot two, brown eyes, little brown beard.

Nobody ever saw.

>> Your name is Jet Younger?

>> That's right.

>> Boss wants to see you in his office.

>> Six foot two, little brown eyes, little brown beard.

Nobody I ever saw before either.

>> Two more dust cutters, double whiskey chasers.

>> Something on your mind, Charlie?

>> Yeah, thinking I've been making a mistake.

Maybe these wheat growers aren't as big a joke as I thought they were.

Pouring over the trail on three sides like a flood.

Maybe the merchants aren't the only ones to keep scared.

They've got a sharp nose for a dollar, these merchandise peddlers, If they ever decide, they can make more money off homesteaders than they can off cattle, they'll join up with the farmers and drive this side of the street out of here and out of every town within 1000 miles.

>> It's loyalty for you.

>> Loyalty!

What's that?

>> Why it's, loyalty is- >> Go on upstairs, Jet.

See you later.

(horse neighing) >> Yeah, sure, Charlie.

(gun firing) >> Go after it, Gyp.

(upbeat orchestral music) ♪ People seem to think I'm playing hard to get ♪ ♪ I must confess that what they say is true ♪ ♪ And I'm gonna keep on playing hard to get ♪ ♪ With everyone, that is except with you ♪ ♪ All you've gotta do is ♪ (fingers snapping) ♪ Snap your fingers ♪ ♪ And I'll be there ♪ ♪ All you've gotta do is ♪ (clapping hands) ♪ Clap your hands ♪ ♪ And I'll come running anywhere ♪ ♪ All you gotta do is ♪ (whistling) ♪ Give a whistle ♪ ♪ I'll be at your feet ♪ ♪ And if you should wonder do I love you ♪ ♪ There's a very simple little test ♪ ♪ All you've gotta do is ♪ (fingers snapping) ♪ Snap your fingers ♪ ♪ And I'll do the rest ♪ (crowd cheering) (upbeat orchestral music) (clattering) (clattering) (guns firing) (all screaming) >> I told Charlie there were rats in the basement.

Well, who's breaking up my act this time?

>> Man: I don't know.

Watch it, boys.

>> You again.

>> What happened?

>> He took a potshot at me in the alley.

Ever see him before, Charlie?

>> One of Ryker's men.

>> Maybe someday I can finish a song without you breaking it up.

>> It sounded awfully good down there.

Maybe because I couldn't hear the words.

(scoffing) Ohhh!

What's that for?

>> For playing target for $4 a day.

>> Sure been a long dull evening, ain't it?

♪ I love it out here in the West ♪ ♪ Because the west is best for loving ♪ >> Seven o' clubs, play.

>> Eight o' clubs, Nine o' clubs, 10 o' clubs.

Mended your petticoat, Rita.

>> Thanks.

>> What are you all dressed up for?

>> Oh, I didn't feel like changing.

>> Good evening, Dan.

Sit down.

We'll all play as soon as I've beaten this expert.

>> Less talk and more play.

>> Jack o' clubs, Queen o' clubs, King o' clubs and out.

Heh!

(humming) Makes 440 you owe me.

>> What chance have we got against a woman like that?

What chance have we got against any woman?

>> Sometimes Bravo I just marvel at your intelligence.

>> Yeah, me too.

>> A couple of hands, Rita?

>> No, thanks.

Had another shooting tonight and it tired me out.

>> Anybody get hurt?

>> I understand the marshal got a sore neck from sticking it out again.

>> Sore shin but I'm not sure from what.

>> I kicked you, again.

>> Thought we were gonna play fan-tan.

>> Why?

>> Because you're getting loco from mixing in everybody's business.

Trail hands pay for drinks on one side of the street, the canned goods on the other.

Why don't you let them alone?

>> You got any idea what this town'd be like if trail hands weren't kept in line?

We playing fan-tan or holding a town meeting?

>> So he's gonna teach them to be polite and say thank you and get shot because that's his job?

Why doesn't he work for Charlie Fair where there's a future?

At least he'll still be here after we've had four new marshals.

>> You know, that's an interesting point, will he?

>> What's interesting about it?

>> This is not a one day fight.

It's the rider against the settler, the quick draw against the family.

Abilene may close out the cattle when the country's settled up.

What'll you do then, Rita?

>> This town is never going to close.

And I'm never going to move.

This is my kind of life.

>> Why?

>> Because I like it and it likes me.

And I don't look well in an apron and don't ask so many questions.

>> Would anybody be interested in playing a little fan-tan?

>> Come to think of it, I would.

(sighing) Seven of spades.

>> Eight of spades.

>> I pass.

>> Nine of spades.

10 of spades.

>> Jack, Queen, King of spades, play!

(light orchestral music) >> The barn first then the house.

Light up a couple of torches.

Come on!

(dramatic orchestral music) ("Battle Hymn of the Republic") (gun firing) (screaming) (glass shattering) (guns firing) (guns firing) (screaming) >> Come on, mom.

Get out, quick!

(guns firing) >> It's mighty luck, Mrs. Canby.

You sure got all our sympathy.

But why should anybody want to harm us?

We are a peaceable people.

>> I'll tell you why, because cattlemen hate farmers.

They hate us because we make 40 acres, support a dozen people instead of one cow.

There's only one thing left for us to do if we wanna stay here, and that's to fight.

>> Easy, son.

>> We've got as much right here as anybody.

It's government land, the cattlemen don't own it.

>> What makes you so sure the cattlemen had anything to do with this son?

>> Who else wants to drive us out?

(all murmuring) >> Quiet!

This here investigation's getting outta control.

I want you all to be quiet until I finish asking questions of the witnesses.

Now, is there anybody here who recognized the perpetrators of this dastardly deed?

>> I recognized one of them.

>> How could you recognize him in the dark?

It was dark when it happened, wasn't it?

>> Farmers can see better in the dark than most folks.

>> I know a farmer can't see his hand before his eyes.

His name is Donald, right up here.

>> What's his name, Frank?

Go ahead.

Tell him his name like you told me.

>> Jet Younger.

(dramatic orchestral music) We want to swear out a warrant for the arrest of Jet Younger.

(all chattering) >> Thank you, Emily.

Come again.

>> Two boxes of 45, Sherry.

>> They found out who it was?

>> Jet Younger.

>> But it didn't happen in town.

It's a county matter.

Why do you have to get mixed up in it, Dan?

>> Somebody in town sent Jet Younger to burn out those homesteaders.

Somebody in town ought to do something about it.

>> I don't suppose it would make any difference if I asked you not to go.

>> No.

(light orchestral music) >> I thought you'd be in.

>> How'd you figure that one?

>> Younger and Fair add up.

>> To what?

>> Two to one against you.

(light orchestral music) (clattering) >> Oh!

Sit down.

I sent word to Bravo that as far as I'm concerned I want Jet Younger brought in.

I sent for you Dan because I heard you might give up marshaling.

>> I did say something about it.

>> I could use a man.

>> I always figured I could land a job with you, Charlie.

>> How soon you plan to quit?

>> Well now, that depends.

(light orchestral music) >> Have you got the final figures yet, Charlie?

>> Just about.

Oh, meet my new partner, Dan.

>> I told you I was gonna take root here.

From now on I own the show in the Pride.

>> But you'd be working for me, Dan.

>> I'll remember.

Oh, good luck, Rita.

>> Anything wrong?

>> I'm not sure.

>> Hello, Dan.

Don't tell me you want an afternoon game?

>> No, just looking for Bravo.

Hearing over?

>> What hearing?

Oh, that, yeah, that's over.

I got a warrant for Jet right there in my coat pocket.

>> Leaving soon?

Soon as I get 440 back from, why?

>> Thought you might need a little help.

>> How do you like that?

I'll have him in jail before he knows what time it is.

Play, Annie.

You're holding up justice.

>> Seven o' diamonds.

Something right funny about this.

>> What's funny?

>> Your enthusiasm.

Jet's a killer.

>> What do you think I am?

A bumblebee?

>> You've got everything but the sting.

>> Anyway you won't mind I'm going along, will you, Bravo?

>> I certainly would mind.

What you want to meddle into something that don't concern you for?

>> Rita: That's what I want to know.

>> Did Charlie send you to ask me that or are you interested in my well-being?

>> I'm interested in my business.

>> And I'm interested in getting this game finished so I can get started, Play, Annie.

>> Eight o' diamonds.

>> Why are you going on this manhunt with Bravo?

>> Always help a law officer of the law.

>> That's not your reason.

>> Maybe, I just like to ride up in the hills away from people.

I'll be waiting at your office, Bravo.

>> Bravo: Eight o' spades.

>> Annie: Nine o' spades, 10 o' spades.

>> Bravo: Jack o' spades, Queen o' spades.

>> Annie: King o' spades, >> Bravo: Oh, shucks!

>> Where you going, Rita?

>> If I told you, you wouldn't believe me.

>> To preserve law and order to the best of your ability as deputy sheriff.

>> Dan, you're wanted inside.

>> Me?

>> Mm-hmm.

>> Rita?

>> Dan.

I want to say goodbye.

>> Well- >> Don't say anything.

Put your arms around me and hold me.

>> Sure.

>> You big idiot!

Ohhh!

Open this door!

>> Take care of yourself, Rita.

I'll pick up that holding business when I get back.

>> Dan, you let me out of here.

(door slamming) Oh.

>> Good idea, George, but it didn't work.

Let her out in 10 minutes.

>> Ready, Dan?

>> Coming Bravo.

(light orchestral music) (birds chirping) Sun's up.

(Bravo groaning) (grunting) I could use a little help around here.

>> You got three deputies.

What more you want?

>> Had three deputies.

Pulled out on us last night.

>> You mean them polecats hightailed it?

>> About three a.m.

They didn't make too much noise.

I went right back to sleep.

>> If you seen them go, why didn't you stop?

>> Wouldn't been much use to us, hearts weren't in it.

>> Maybe you and me better get out of here too.

Ain't much two of us can do.

>> Only takes one man to catch Jet.

>> Heh!

>> Last night before I went to sleep I did a lot of thinking.

>> About what?

>> Oh, Jet Younger, this fire.

How far it could be seen from up there in the hills.

>> What are you trying to say, Dan?

That if the idea of this expedition was to warn Jet we were coming so he could hole up, and stay out of our way, this is the proper place to build a fire.

>> Shucks, you're just jumping to conclusions.

>> Maybe so and the first one is that Jet is probably where he can see this fire.

Makes me remember there's an old line shack up there.

Be a comfortable hideout.

>> Now look here, Dan.

>> Better mix up some biscuits, Bravo.

>> Well, you... Well, I think we'd better be on our way.

>> Which way?

>> I think we'll turn back towards town.

Look up them deputies first thing.

>> What about the line shack?

>> Dan, I'm in charge of this party.

And I say we go the other way.

>> Think, I'll take a ride toward the line shack.

>> You sure are a stubborn critter.

(log thudding) I didn't hurt you, did I, Dan?

I did it for your own good, son.

I couldn't stand to see you get yourself shot up.

Oh, why we care about them homesteaders or Jet Younger or anybody?

You all right, Dan?

I'd rather taken the cong-cong head, son.

There's no sense in a man being so stubborn.

I'll be back tonight to let you loose.

The rest will do you good.

Now don't you go and make me look for you!

You stay right here.

(dramatic orchestral music) >> Bravo!

>> Poor feller.

Hope the ants don't crawl all over him.

(dramatic orchestral music) Why that sneaking no good.

I better get out of here.

(suspenseful orchestral music) >> Catched him, didn't you?

Hot today, ain't it?

Might rain before the end of the week though.

>> Go away.

>> Got any drinking water?

>> Yeah, plenty of it in the well.

You and your friend come on up to the house.

>> He ain't no friend of mine.

>> Man: He ain't?

>> Sure we're friends.

We do this every day for exercise.

Come on, friend.

>> Now, supposin' I play a jack.

What happens?

>> Well, that all depends.

Now the first rule of the game is to- >> Might be more profitable to wait for me here, Bravo.

>> I'll just play a little bit.

Maybe I can show him something about the game before you get back.

>> Give me your word you'll stay here?

>> You ever hear of a horse running away from oats?

>> Now, what did you say was worth the most, eh, kings or the queens?

>> Well, uh!

Let's see.

Let's deal again.

>> Jet: That you, Bob?

Better give me hand here.

I ain't much at cooking.

>> You need a little grease in that skillet.

I wouldn't do that, Jet.

>> What do you want?

>> Just a little of your time, about 20 years.

>> Charlie Fair said that- >> Bravo would camp where you could see his fire, then go in the opposite direction.

That right?

>> I don't know what you're talking about.

>> Where is Bravo?

>> Busy.

Come on, Jet.

Let's go to town.

>> I don't get this.

You're not sheriff.

You're town marshal.

What do you want out of this deal?

>> A little security for my children.

>> You ain't got any children.

>> Someday I might.

Ready, Jet?

>> Better take my coat, it's cold out.

(gun firing) (grunting) (grunting) >> All right, Jet.

>> You'd better shoot.

I'm not going.

>> You're going, tied across the saddle kicking and scratching.

I have to bring you back alive, Jet.

Gotta prove you're not tough to get.

That's important to me.

(grunting) (glass shattering) (grunting) (exhaling) >> Queen o' diamonds, King o' diamonds and out.

>> Hey!

Finish that game yet?

>> That makes $14.70 you owe me.

>> Don't bother me with petty details.

>> Brought you a present.

>> Another friend of you fellers.

>> What am I gonna do with him?

>> He's your prisoner.

>> Can he play fan-tan?

>> Shut up!

Now Dan, fooling's fooling but this here took on a serious turn.

>> Ever figure how many votes it might get you next poll if people in town saw you riding with a murderer across your saddle?

(light orchestral music) >> Ed, Ed.

Come here.

Look!

>> Whoa!

>> Bravo Trimble!

Did you catch him?

>> You see him, don't you?

>> Man: Three cheers for Sheriff Trimble!

>> All: Hurray!

Hurray!

Hurray!

>> Thanks Folks!

I'm just doing my duty.

>> Get me inside, you big fourflusher.

>> He put up quite a fight, Jet did.

>> Oh Dan, I'm so terribly glad you're back.

>> So am I.

(crowd cheering) ♪ When I was a child I burned my finger ♪ ♪ And it taught me not to play with fire ♪ ♪ Don't know why this lesson didn't linger ♪ ♪ Here this foolish heart of mine ♪ ♪ Has burned its finger many times ♪ ♪ But still it doesn't lessen my desire ♪ ♪ Every time I give my heart ♪ ♪ I know that it's the last ♪ ♪ But when that love has passed ♪ ♪ I sigh ♪ ♪ Well, maybe next time ♪ ♪ Every time I give my heart ♪ ♪ I'm back where I began ♪ ♪ Just another also ran ♪ ♪ But maybe next time ♪ ♪ Next time ♪ ♪ I waited long for this romance ♪ ♪ And when we met my heart was lost ♪ ♪ With you I think I stand a chance ♪ ♪ But just the same ♪ ♪ I've got my fingers crossed ♪ ♪ Every time I give my heart ♪ ♪ For instance like with you ♪ ♪ I swear that for we two ♪ ♪ There'll be no next time ♪ (crowd cheering) >> Odds any better now?

>> No change.

(audience applauding) (crowd cheering) (upbeat orchestral music) >> I promised to pick up where we left off.

>> You know I think what I like least about you is that you're so sure of yourself.

>> When a man rides down in the middle of Texas Street, confidence is all he's got.

>> Confidence!

You're an easy target for any drunk who wants to take a potshot at you.

>> All that'll change.

Rita, I think you've made a bad investment.

>> Let's wait and see.

And now if you've found out everything you want to know will you get out while I change?

>> I haven't found out anything.

You've got a screen change.

I feel like talking.

Come to think of it, it's the screen around you I don't like.

>> Hand me the dress on that chair.

>> And the porcupine quills shoot out to keep people away from you.

Why no man who's walked or ridden into this town has ever gotten near you.

What you need is a ride in the hills.

>> I don't mix my drinks.

>> You're scared.

>> Get out.

>> Trying to be tough because you're scared and scared because you're warm and soft.

(sighing) >> I'll lock my door after this.

(upbeat piano music) >> Better use up some of that before it spoils.

>> I knew you'd do that.

I let you stay to find out were like every other man who ever tried to get in here.

>> Then you found out something too.

♪ People seem to think I'm playing hard to get ♪ ♪ I must confess that what they say is true ♪ ♪ And I'm gonna keep on playing hard to get ♪ ♪ With everyone, that is except with you ♪ ♪ All you've gotta do is ♪ (fingers snapping) ♪ Snap your fingers ♪ ♪ And I'll be there ♪ ♪ All you've gotta do is ♪ (hands clapping) ♪ Clap your hands ♪ ♪ And I'll come running anywhere ♪ ♪ All you've gotta do is ♪ (whistling) ♪ Give a whistle ♪ ♪ I'll be at your feet ♪ ♪ And if you should wonder do I love you ♪ ♪ There's a very simple little test ♪ ♪ All you've gotta do is ♪ (fingers snapping) ♪ Snap your fingers ♪ ♪ And I'll do the rest ♪ >> As President of the Ladies Aid, it gives me great pleasure to introduce our guest of honor, Sheriff Bravo Trimble.

(audience applauding) >> When I accepted this invitation to speak, it wasn't with no idea of politics or nothing.

I just wanted to have a heart to heart talk about what might happen if we didn't have the proper administration of law and order in this here county.

>> Tell us how you captured Jet Younger.

>> Oh, it wasn't much to capturing Jet.

You stick a gun in a feller's ribs and he knows you're the kind of sheriff who don't stand for no fooling.

He just naturally comes along.

>> You mustn't be so modest, Sheriff Trimble.

Tell us how you really tracked him down.

Did Dan Mitchell help?

>> Well, ah, some.

>> Did you get hurt in the fight?

>> No, can't say I did.

Oh, a skinned place here or two.

But nothing compared to the way Jet got worked over.

(laughing) Be a long time before he does any more outlawing.

Figure he'll stay there for weeks in jail, licking his wounds.

>> Sheriff Trimble!

Sheriff Trimble!

Jet Younger's escaped!

>> Did you say Jet escaped?

>> Somebody smuggled him a gun.

He shot his way out, killed two men.

>> Took to the hills again?

>> Man: No!

He's still in town.

>> Has anyone notified Dan Mitchell?

>> Dan Mitchell?

You're the county sheriff.

>> That's just it, it's out of my jurisdiction.

>> He was headed for the stables when Dan cut him off.

>> Better get off the streets, folks, hurry.

Come on!

Hurry, hurry!

(gun firing) >> There he is!

(gun firing) (gun firing) (gun firing) (light orchestral music) >> She kept talking about you a lot at first.

>> About me?

>> Just rambling.

Got the idea she's afraid of you.

"Emotional upset," doc said.

Sort of upset myself come to think of it.

All this killing.

Ain't a part of the natural lives of people like us.

>> No.

>> Maybe you were right Dan about resigning.

Had word from Charlie Fair today.

Ryker's on the trail again.

He'll be here soon.

>> I'll finish out my term, Ed.

>> Better think it over while there's still a chance to pull out.

>> I saw a motto on a sundial once.

It said, "It's always later than you think."

Good night, Ed.

>> Sherry.

>> I want to talk to Dan alone.

>> But Sherry- >> Please!

>> Good night, Dan.

(light orchestral music) >> Dan, there's something I want you to know.

10 years ago when father first brought me here, the very first day, I stood on Texas street, and I saw two drunken trail hands fighting out with guns, until one was dead.

I was 10 years old.

I saw a man's blood running in a stream into the gutter at my feet.

That's been Abiline to me ever since.

>> Dan: It won't be much longer.

>> It'll always be that way.

No one can ever change it, don't you try.

>> Sherry, do you know what you're saying?

>> Yes, I know what I'm saying.

I'm saying, I'm afraid.

Afraid for myself and for you.

Do you know how you terrify me?

Everyday I wonder if this is the day I'll see you lying in the street like- >> Sherry!

>> Oh, Dan!

If you care anything about me at all, take me away!

>> Sherry, I, I wouldn't be any good to you running away.

Being afraid would take half the fun out of me.

>> Fun?

Now I know what I saw in your eyes when you killed Jet Younger.

You didn't kill him because you're marshal.

You killed him because you wanted to see him lying on the ground dead.

You keep this job because it's fun!

Because there's something of the killer in you too.

>> Sherry, stop!

>> Jet wasn't the first and he won't be the last.

You want to run this town with a gun in your hand, that's why.

You're bringing a fight on because it's fun!

>> I'm running this town with my gun, Sherry, until I can turn it over to gentler people than any of us here.

>> I don't believe you.

There's no gentleness in you, not even a hope for.

Do just one thing for us and for yourself.

Resign!

Please!

Please resign!

Go away!

(dramatic orchestral music) >> That's right, Jim.

We've all gotta stick together.

That's the purpose of this organization.

To stick together and if we have to, to fight!

>> We want peace, Henry.

>> So did those people who were killed by Jet Younger.

We've got over 400 family in this county.

And there's more coming.

We're dangerous to the trail herds and they know it.

>> Henry's right!

The townspeople figure if they're decent to us.

The trail hands will take it out on them.

Be a fine county around here, if we're strong.

(all murmuring) >> Well, I guess we've had about enough talk.

Our first job is cutting those fence posts.

We'll start stringing wire across the trail as soon as the posts are in.

>> Across the cattle trail?

>> It crosses our land.

We've got a right to fence it.

Come on!

Let's get it.

(all chattering) >> Thank you, Mrs.

Lent.

>> I want some barbed wire, Mr. Balder.

>> Barbed Wire, huh?

How much?

>> 400 spools.

>> What are you gonna do with that much?

>> You're in business, aren't you?

Here's the money.

That's all you've got a right to ask for.

>> I'm not asking for anything.

Just can't sell dynamite to a fool.

Or a half-grown boy.

>> There are old men asking for it, Mr. Balder.

Fine old men and women and children.

>> Haven't got any, Mr. Dreiser, leastways none for sale.

>> But, Mr. Balder!

Ah, you got a minute, Miss Balder?

>> What do you want, Mr. Dreiser?

>> Your father refused to sell me barbed wire.

I've got to have it to protect our land.

>> More fighting and killing?

>> Do I look like a man who likes killing?

Do I come here with guns bristling all over me?

What have I come here to buy, wire!

Just so I can mark all the place where I want to work hard the rest of my life.

Is that a crime?

>> No.

Why is it so important to you?

>> Because I want what my father didn't have.

Land, growing wheat, enough of it to raise a fine family with peace surrounding us.

Is that a poor thing to want?

>> No.

No, it's not a poor thing.

>> What are you hanging onto so hard?

What's a girl like you got here that you can be proud of?

We're the only ones that can give you a life worth living.

You know that too, don't you?

>> If they let you.

>> They'll let us, we're strong enough now.

>> Sherry: For more bloodshed?

>> If we stand and wait, they'll wipe us out.

What'll you do then?

I've been watching you ever since I first came.

>> Watching me?

(clearing throat) >> Well yes.

I have a little now and then I... You're like us, Sherry.

A lot like us.

You want the same things that we do.

You know, we got a lot in common.

We're what this county can be and we can have it.

All you have to do is tell me where that wire's kept.

I'll be back with wagons to haul it.

Here's the money.

Give us a chance, Sherry.

You and me!

(upbeat orchestral music) (dramatic orchestral music) (light orchestral music) >> Barbed wire ahead across the trail as far as you can see.

>> Hit it!

No farmer can block my trail.

Drive right through it!

(suspenseful orchestral music) (all shouting) (all shouting) (cows mooing) ("Battle Hymn of the Republic") (all shouting) (cows mooing) (cows mooing) >> What's that?

>> Cattle!

(suspenseful orchestral music) >> Ryker?

>> Hit the fences.

Stampeded the cattle.

>> Take them inside, get Doc Sanders.

Lend a hand, boys.

(all chattering) >> Hannaberry is dead.

Bob Rankin, the Freeman family.

>> Wait a minute.

Where were those fences?

>> Across the trail.

>> The cattle trail?

You put fences across the cattle trail?

>> Yes!

>> Well, you can't do that.

Where did you get the wire?

First thing Ryker will come in for this is to find who sold the wire.

>> That's not all he'll be coming in for.

Where are the rest of the homesteaders?

>> I sent word for them to meet at the bend of the river.

>> Get them here in town before dark.

While there is still a town.

(all chattering) (light piano music) Which way are you shooting, Charlie?

>> Me?

I'm not in this deal.

I'm in the saloon business.

>> You were!

I'm giving you an hour to close up.

>> Now, wait a minute.

>> There'll be no drunken trail hands stampeding this town tonight.

Maybe you haven't heard.

The trail's closed for good.

>> From what I hear it's wide open again.

>> Charlie, I'm giving you a chance to get out while you can.

>> Charlie: Seems to me you need that chance more than I do, Marshal.

>> Seven people killed and about $6000 in property damaged, I understand.

This is another Gettysburg.

>> What I want to know is who sold them that wire?

>> Not me, I turned them down.

>> Man: Well, your wire shed is empty.

>> Ed: What's that?

>> I sold that wire.

Henry Dreiser said he wanted it to prevent any trouble.

>> Didn't you know better than to trust a homesteader?

>> Why shouldn't I trust a homesteader?

They're people like us.

Better!

Do they come here with guns bristling all over them?

They're the only ones who can make life here worth living.

They didn't know crazy trail hands would stampede cattle.

>> Well, they got what was coming to them, but what about us?

Ryker knows that wire was sold right here in town and he'll be here tonight.

He'll burn us out!

Drive us out of town.

Why'd those homesteaders have to move in here?

>> Mind if I say something?

Boys, I'd think it over carefully.

Whatever happens here will spread.

This is a fight for the state of Kansas, which way the country's going.

Better be sure you pick your friends.

>> What's a few homesteaders worth in a fight?

>> Dan: Not very much, but 1000 are worth a lot.

>> There's not that many in a county.

>> Henry Dreiser has 100 men in his Farmer's Protective Association and he's only 25% organized.

How many people is that, Ed?

Figuring three of them.

>> It's over 1000!

>> Well suppose Ryker drives these homesteaders away.

>> I think you can discount that rumor.

>> You're not planning on tangling with him again, are you?

>> There were people killed this afternoon, makes my position pretty clear, doesn't it?

>> Dan!

When I sold Henry that wire, I didn't realize it would come tumbling down on you.

>> Funny!

You never know who's gonna fire the first shot until the fight begin.

>> 400 families.

If each family spent let's say $500 a year here in town, how much business would that come to?

>> Almost, almost a quarter million dollars.

>> How much do the trail hands spend?

Now, if 400 only spend $300 a year- >> If, if, if, I know what I'm gonna do.

I'm going to Charlie and get word to Ryker that Dan don't represent me.

I'm neutral.

I don't want any fight with Ryker.

>> Quiet!

Suppose that a year from now, there 800 families here.

That's half a million dollars.

Half a million dollars.

And no shooting.

>> But suppose the homesteaders are wiped out!

(light piano music) >> Turn out the lights, Ed.

The street is closed.

Will you turn them out Pete or you want me to?

(upbeat orchestral music) >> Dan, I got a word to the men.

When will they be here?

>> Fast as they can get together.

Wait here.

Stay here, Gyp.

>> My people are mad, Dan.

Everybody loved old man Hannaberry.

>> Evening, Marshal.

>> Evening, Jake.

♪ I love it out here in the West ♪ >> They want to settle this once and for all.

Make this the last fight.

>> I think it will be, Henry.

♪ I'm just brimming over with zest ♪ ♪ Because I love it out here in the West ♪ ♪ I love it out here in the west ♪ ♪ Because the West is best for loving ♪ ♪ When the stars are shining and the moon is low ♪ ♪ You'll find me out with my Romeo ♪ ♪ Back East I was always repressed ♪ ♪ That's why I love it out in- ♪ >> You sure would've looked nice in a kitchen apron.

>> What do you mean, stopping the show?

I still own this place and I'll give the orders.

>> That's fair enough.

Tell them to turn out the lights.

>> Grab him, boys.

>> Look out, Dan!

>> Lights out, Charlie.

Do you want me to do it for you?

(gun firing) >> You'll set the place on fire!

>> I wouldn't want to do that.

>> Wait!

Lights out.

(all murmuring) >> I came to tell you to pack up.

Maybe breaking it up is a better idea.

>> I'm breaking nothing.

You're closing me up.

>> Listen, Rita.

It's gonna be pretty rough here, not safe.

>> Don't tell me what's safe!

You big blonde baboon!

Don't you warn me, wait till Ryker gets here.

>> You warned me.

Seemed only friendly, I do the same for you.

The jig's up.

>> It sure is, but not for me.

Who's gonna stand with you when the shooting starts?

The merchants?

The homesteaders?

You'll be so lonely on that street, you'll look like a duck in a shooting gallery.

>> The tame always win, Rita.

This place will fall around your lovely ears.

Dollar by dollar, dime by dime.

>> Get out of here before I kill you!

And I don't mean half kill you, this is my company, paid for with my money.

And if you ever set foot inside this room again, I'll beat your brains out, you brainless idiot!

>> Suppose 1000 families only spend $300 a year.

>> Here they come!

>> Hey, Cap.

Look!

>> What's the idea of the saloons being closed?

>> New law, went into effect tonight.

>> Do you think you can stop us?

>> You've got a pretty strong outfit.

>> Boys, anybody want to get the trail dust out of their throats?

(all shouting) (glass shattering) >> Won't take them long to get liquored up and start in on this side of the street.

>> Hey, Cap.

Cap Ryker!

Oh, I'm sure glad to see you!

>> Let him close you up, did you?

>> Now Cap, look!

>> All right boys, take it.

Let's go!

(guns firing) (all shouting) >> Sherry!

>> Are they coming?

>> I hope so.

If they don't get here soon, they'll be too late.

I understand you told them about selling us the wire.

That you believe in what we're trying to do.

>> I believe in you.

>> Let a cattleman show you how, son.

(grunting) >> Nice work!

>> I didn't mean to hit him so hard.

>> How do you feel?

>> Fine!

Oh, Dan.

>> Sherry, I'm proud of you.

>> I'm proud of you, Dan.

And Henry, And me too.

>> It's getting pretty rough, Dan.

Can't you stop it?

>> She's a wonderful girl, Henry.

You better get here out of here before I change my mind and take her away from you.

>> Take her away?

You mean you- >> Exactly!

>> Come on, Henry.

I'll explain it to you.

(guns firing) (all shouting) >> What are you doing out there?

>> Somebody's got to protect the sheriff's office.

Where you fixing to go?

>> Feller's been losing some sheep.

He wanted me to come over and investigate first chance ahead.

>> Hmmm, sheep!

(all chattering) >> Maybe we're making a mistake, Henry.

Why should we help a town that don't want any part of us?

>> What's the matter, afraid?

>> No, ma'am, we're not afraid.

We just don't quite know what this is all about.

>> Well then I'll tell you.

It's about drunken trail hands that don't want you to settle land that's yours.

It's about farms and homes.

And it's about a fool marshal who's in a corner because he knows a better time's coming if the people have the nerve to do their part.

>> In this town?

>> It's not this town your fighting for.

It's the right to live!

>> What's going on here?

>> You say this town wants no part of you?

Why here's Sheriff Trimble come to lead ya.

>> What's that?

>> Must be at least 300 votes from homesteaders.

>> I got to see a man about a sheep.

>> You're the sheriff that captured Jet Younger, aren't you?

>> Well, I had a hand in it.

>> Well, we'll follow you, Sheriff.

Come on, boys.

(guns firing) (all shouting) ♪ Oh, my mine eyes have seen the glory ♪ ♪ Of the coming of the Lord ♪ ♪ He is trampling out the vintage ♪ ♪ Where the grapes of wrath are stored ♪ >> You know, Doug.

The world is changing!

>> Yeah, I know.

♪ The truth is marching on ♪ >> Glory, glory, hallelujah.

♪ Glory, glory, hallelujah ♪ ♪ Glory, glory, hallelujah ♪ ♪ Glory, glory, hallelujah ♪ >> Glad you're here, boys.

>> What do you want us to do, marshal?

>> Spread out.

Take positions around the stores and buildings on that side of the street.

>> Hear that, fellas?

Spread out on that side.

Over there, boys.

On that side.

>> What is Ryker's men up to now?

>> Having the time of their lives, wiping out the saloons and gambling houses.

>> And ain't you doing nothing about it?

>> Not me.

They're doing too good a job.

>> This here's sure it.

(all shouting) >> Charlie: This is my place.

You don't want to break up my place.

>> Man: Aw, get off of here.

>> You, you, you're the marshal here.

Why don't you do something?

Why don't you stop it?

There's a $10,000 riot going on in there.

What are you for?

>> You're the man that wanted an open town.

Well, here it is Charlie, wide open.

>> Man: Circle Bar!

Coming through.

(all shouting) (glass shattering) >> Had enough fun, Ryker?

>> When I have, I'll find more somewhere else.

>> Tell your boys if they try to cross the street, they'll find armed men waiting for them.

>> I'll take my boys anywhere I want to go.

>> You're not taking them anywhere, Ryker.

You're coming with me.

>> I am?

>> Yes!

You're under arrest, the charge is murder.

(guns firing) (gun firing) >> My dresses.

>> Leave them.

All you'll need from now on are kitchen aprons.

(all shouting) >> Come on, men.

Let's burn the town.

Get the merchant's stores.

(all shouting) >> What am I doing here?

(all chattering) >> Hold it.

We've had enough trouble.

It's over now.

>> Where's Cap?

Where's Ryker?

>> Ryker is dead and so is your part of Abilene.

All that's left of it is the trail back.

Boys, this is the way a tough street dies.

Not with a roar, but with a whine.

You don't want to die here with it.

The tame are taking over Abilene and they're tougher than you think.

Better ride, boys.

>> Now is our chance.

Drive them out of town!

>> Get back.

The fight's over.

Let them ride out of town.

(dramatic orchestral music) >> I don't know whether you joined us or we joined you, but it's good to be together.

("Battle Hymn of the Republic") >> Well, we sure done it.

>> All right, but remember one thing, no beard.

(laughing) >> You know what I was thinking, Annie?

>> That there's time for one game of fan-tan.

>> Hey, you play fan-tan?

(light orchestral music) Dan, how about a little fan-tan?

Just one little game, Annie.

(light orchestral music)