(film reel clanking) (uptempo dramatic music) (uptempo fantastical music) (tense dramatic music) (slow dramatic music) (tense dramatic music) (uptempo dramatic music) (tense dramatic music) (vulture squawking) (gunshot booming) (tense dramatic music) >> We found Juan.

>> Yeah.

(uptempo dramatic music) (horses galloping) (footsteps thudding) You know Juan Amador?

Works for you, doesn't he?

>> He did.

He's been missing for three days.

>> We found him this morning in the brush.

>> What's the matter with him?

>> He had a knife in his throat.

>> Any bootprints?

>> No, whoever done it brushed them off.

>> So did his horse, I suppose.

>> No, I know what horse he was riding.

I ought to, it was one of my own.

>> That's a great help.

Where's this knife he was killed with?

>> I don't know.

>> What do you know?

You're always in here with something like this, either you've been robbed, or spooked, or shoved, or butted into.

I never knew anything any different.

I ask you who done it, you don't know.

>> Tom, I think he knows.

>> Now wait a minute.

>> I think he knew before we came in.

>> Jeff, I think your horse is tied a little short.

>> If anyone but an owl-nosed kid said that to me- >> You know something, I think the kid's right.

I think you do know who killed Juan.

>> All right, you were shoehorned into this valley, when there wasn't any room for you.

>> I made room, about 15 mile of it.

>> Yeah, and if you expect me to hold it for you, you can go rope a duck.

>> I don't expect anything from you.

I came in here to report a murder, and that's the last I'll hear of it.

>> I'm not so sure.

You got me sick of the trouble you bring on.

>> Trouble (chuckles).

You don't know what the word means.

(tense dramatic music) (footsteps thudding) (uptempo cheery music) (horses galloping) >> Tom, somebody's here.

>> What makes you think so?

>> I just know.

>> Well, let's get on it.

(horse galloping) (cattle lowing) (tense dramatic music) Sam Beers!

(Sam whistling) >> Hello neighbors.

How are y'all?

I sure never get tired of looking at that canyon.

It must've been a big job holding her in here.

Hey Tom, I come to tell you that Mrs. Boyce wants to chaw over a few words with you.

She seems to be in quite a tizzy.

Jeff, go see what she wants, will you?

>> I'm there.

>> We all kind of feel buffed out about Juan.

>> Thanks, Sam.

>> Been in town snorting and bellowing at the Sheriff, I judge.

>> How did you know I was there?

>> Sam: Hey.

Never seen that horse before.

Too far to say about the man.

>> How did do know tangled with the Sheriff?

>> Oh, I'm just uncanny, I guess.

>> Maybe you can be uncanny about who killed Juan.

>> Could've been me.

(Tom chuckling) You know, some of these two-cent neighbors of yours had hoped to become cattle kings, until you come in here, and took up this long piece of ground.

>> And paid for the lease.

>> Yeah, but they used to use that land for free.

So isn't it kinda understandable why they wanna run you out?

>> You too, Sam?

>> Shucks, no.

I hate cows, whenever I think of owning anymore cows than I got right now, it just pretty near turns my stomach.

(cattle lowing) (saddle clanking) Sure never seen him before.

(Sam whistling) (horse galloping) Now, you take out half the fellers coming in here now.

You can tell that he don't own no cattle.

>> Neither will I, the rate things are going.

(cattle lowing) >> Hey, Tom.

That man's a stranger.

(tins clanking) >> I know who he is.

>> Do you?

Who?

(stammers) Well, I guess I better be going.

>> So long, Sam.

>> So long.

Hey, he's helping himself to a fresh horse.

>> Yeah, I knew he would.

>> Did you?

(grinder grinding) Sure never seen that fellow before.

>> Maybe you're lucky.

>> Well, so long.

>> So long.

He's a pure stranger to me, Do you know that?

>> Yeah, you told me.

>> Yeah.

Well, so long.

>> So long.

>> Hey, now.

>> You ain't seen me no place.

(cigar thudding) >> You don't have to strike up no band.

I know you're here.

>> It's nice to find you still know me, anyway.

>> I know you better than anybody else in the world.

>> You got yourself cooked up in a real slumgullion, ain't you?

>> Have I?

>> I heard about how they run your foreman over the Big Divide, with his shirt tail flying.

Last man you had, too, they tell me.

>> How long you've been snooping around here?

>> This all the pipes you've got?

>> Tom: I said, how long?

>> Maybe 10 days.

You know, it's a marvel to me, how you never seem to know what goes on.

>> I bet you don't spend hardly any time in the backroom of saloons at all, do you?

>> Not too much.

>> You see how ignorant it makes a man to live cultivated the way you do?

Why, I haven't worked this range for nearly seven years.

Yet, I know more about what's happening on it than you do.

It's a lucky thing for you, I happen to be passing through.

>> And you're gonna keep right on passing through, too.

>> Will you kill me, if I don't?

>> You know, someday it might come to that.

>> There ain't a thing anything you can do about me, and you know it perfectly well.

>> What is it you want?

>> Well, tonight, I want to take a little ride, just checking up on a guest.

You want the man who killed Juan.

If my guess is right, I'll put him right in the sights of your gun.

You wanna come?

>> No, I don't want any part of anything you do.

(horse galloping) >> Tom, I talked to- >> Hi, Jeff.

>> Tom: Jeff!

>> Hi.

>> That's what I said.

It's the first day you've worn that gun?

>> I wear it enough.

>> Well then why don't you to use it, instead of climbing the wall?

I can see Tom's been neglecting your education.

Well, we'll fix that.

>> I've got to see you, Tom.

Can you come out a minute?

(footsteps thudding) What's Wichita want?

>> Nothing he'll get.

>> I saw Mrs. Boyce, she's all spooked up, thinks something's gonna fall on her husband.

>> Like what?

>> Like getting shot.

(Tom laughing) >> Nobody has of interest in Earl Boyce to wanna to shoot him.

>> Oh yes they do, Tom.

Earl Boyce knows who killed Juan.

>> How?

>> He saw it.

>> She said that?

>> Ain't I just told you?

Fetch me a pony, will you, Smoke it up.

Now, wait a minute.

I'll use the one Wichita thought he was gonna use.

>> Well, what's the answer?

>> Jeff, put this on for me, will ya?

You can stay here tonight, to rest your pony.

Tomorrow, I want you long gone.

>> Ah, I think you're missing out, Tom.

I just happen to know something.

I'm allowing for that.

You've been in the Palo Dura 10 days, and Juan's been dead only three.

>> Why Tom, you don't think I'd kill a man?

>> No, you wouldn't kill a man, except for food.

>> Juan was killed by a cow thief.

>> Well, when were you ever anything else?

>> Wichita: Why Tom, from Amarillo to Jewett, ain't nobody ever proved a thing on me, except twice.

>> No, I can prove anything.

I don't even want to.

I just want you gone.

>> I don't think he done it, Tom.

>> Oh, you don't?

>> Well come on, we got to get going.

>> All we have to do if you think he done it is ask Earl Boyce, as long as we got a man who saw it.

>> So he knows who killed him, huh?

>> Get his gun belt off of the bed, Jeff.

>> Right when I had a little soap in my eye.

>> Na, you didn't have any soap in your eye.

>> Bring it here, Jeff.

>> What's wrong?

>> What's wrong, don't you know what you've done?

Supposing Wichita did kill Juan, how long would he let a witness live?

You just talk Earl Boyce over breakfast.

>> Well I don't think- >> That's just the trouble.

You don't think.

All I can to do now is take him over, and find out.

(horses galloping) Get off.

This man's a prospector, a fancy kind from a school.

Been squatting here for a while, looking for a kerosene, he says.

>> Say, he's pretty, ain't he?

>> Tom, I, I don't know if I should have sent for you.

>> We're in a little trouble, Kathleen.

>> Well, I'll be in trouble.

>> Who's this?

>> He calls himself Kid Wichita.

>> Kid Wichita?

>> You've heard of him?

>> I suppose a lot of people have heard of Kid Wichita.

>> Earl, I have to ask you, have you ever seen this man before?

>> Come on in.

>> After you.

>> Well, come on, Boyce.

Did I kill Juan Amador or not?

>> Why, can't you remember?

>> It escapes me.

>> I never saw him before in my life.

>> Are you sure?

All right, Wichita, your guns are on my saddle.

>> You don't say.

>> It just happens that I don't know anything at all about this killing, whatever you may have heard.

>> How can anyone's life be safe- >> Sorry to be so disappointing.

It's just that I can't afford the wooden suit.

>> Well, no one's measuring you, Earl.

>> Well, I can't testify, and I wouldn't if I could.

Sorry, if my wife gave you a bum steer.

>> Oh (laughs), she wanted you killed, huh?

>> He didn't say that.

>> No.

But it's an interesting thought.

>> Yes, isn't it?

>> Look, it's okay, honey.

I'll get you off the hook.

Tom, Juan Amador was killed by little pig pen neighbor of yours, name of Kelsey.

Juan caught him branding the wrong calf.

>> Is that true?

>> Yes.

>> You came come out from under the bed now, Bub.

Your wife and I took care of it.

Can I go now, Chief?

>> Yeah, you could go, anywhere you want, as long as it's far.

>> Nope, I'll see you around.

Oh say, honey, you best keep your things packed.

I'll be coming back for you, most likely.

>> You've seen him before, I take it.

>> Of course not, never in my life.

♪ It's a day in the life of O'Reilly ♪ ♪ To O'Reilly, all days are the same ♪ ♪ No land ever crossed by O'Reilly ♪ ♪ Ever again looks the same ♪ ♪ Now one day ♪ (Wichita whistling) (horse galloping) (tense dramatic music) (Wichita howling) (men howling) (tense dramatic music) >> Well, you was right again.

>> Why, sure?

>> They're workin' Short Tail Meadows tonight.

>> (chuckles) We even got a moon.

Come on!

(tense dramatic music) (cattle lowing) (whip whooshing) (whip cracking) >> There's only four of 'em.

>> That's too bad, come on.

>> Now, watch it now.

I only want the saddles, not the men.

And another thing.

You see that swing rider?

>> The one on the pinto horse?

>> He's mine.

(gunshot booming) >> All right, let's kill those horses.

(all shouting) (gunshots booming) (footsteps thudding) >> That Pack Rat took up smoking.

>> Hush, will you?

I think Wichita's back.

♪ More cattle for O'Reilly.

♪ He's got people with him.

♪ Hooray, hooray for O'Reilly ♪ ♪ He brings up the sun everyday ♪ ♪ See the sun coming up for O'Reilly ♪ ♪ Hooray for O'Reilly, hooray ♪ (Wichita whistling) >> Hey, you fellas go on inside.

Find yourselves some breakfast.

>> All right, whose are these?

>> Why don't you recognize 'em?

They're all close neighbors.

>> Dee Fletcher?

>> Why, sure.

And Jim Strake, and that whip slinger, what's his name?

>> Gil Batson?

>> Dead?

>> Why, no, we just knocked off the horses.

The men run home.

You wake me at sundown, will you, in case I ain't on my feet?

>> Talk.

>> Didn't you know they was the ones taking off with your cattle?

Well naturally, I know they was taking- >> Well now they know you know, because I caught 'em at it, you satisfied?

>> So now, I can think up some way to explain those saddles, huh?

>> Well now, if that ain't pretty stupid.

What's wrong with letting the owners explain how come they was driving your beef.

>> Where were they taking them?

>> Why take 'em anywhere?

They just kill a few heads, skin 'em out to get rid of the brand, and sell the beef.

>> Well, if these men are alive, as you say they are- >> Oh, yeah, they're alive all right.

>> They'll be here for 'em.

>> Bare back (laughs)?

I hope they feel foolish.

>> All I know is they'll be shooting.

>> Let 'em.

>> Jeff, (stammers) take those, take these hulls inside, will you?

Go on, get.

(Wichita laughing) Now listen, I don't wanna murder my way out of this thing.

>> Well then, put these saddles on some of your horses, and send them to the owners with our compliments.

I think the boys will get the idea.

>> Send them back, on my horses?

Are you crazy?

>> Why, The horses will come home later.

It won't cost us a the thing.

You'll never hear from it again.

>> No, I'll never hear from it again.

>> Well look what they'd have to say.

We was peacefully riding, Tom Cloud's Ranch at midnight, when he come up and took our saddles away.

(laughs) Now Tom, there ain't a man in the world game to take the laugh.

>> Out of all the crazy foolish- >> I'll show you how to handle these neighbors of yours.

>> Oh, no, you're not gonna show me a thing, because you're not gonna be around- >> Somebody else is coming.

>> You just finding out?

>> I didn't know a thing, before he was inside two miles.

And who is he?

>> John Gall, the Circle Bar.

>> Well, the old brass bull himself.

You see how the tone of this dump picks up when I'm here?

>> Say, he's an determined old moss horn, ain't he?

Hey Turkey.

>> Yeah.

>> Keep an eye on this one.

>> Good morning, John.

>> I've owned 20 miles of this canyon for near 30 years, it's almost that long since anybody thought he was big enough to start trouble with me.

>> Is somebody starting trouble, John?

>> I hear Kid Wichita has gone to work for you.

When a man begins to bring paid killers on to the range, it's my understanding that trouble is what he wants.

>> Why, Mr. Gall, from Amarillo to Jewett, with two exceptions, nobody never proved a thing on me.

>> But you never moved in anywhere without murder breaking out, and you left any place, except under a Cloud.

Shortly after midnight last night, Joe Kelsey rode into my place, shot through the body.

He fell out of his saddle unconscious, and never come to again.

This morning, he died.

Now, I can't prove the know killer shot Kelsey while he was patrolling his ranch.

I don't expect any witnesses to come forward.

>> No, I don't expect none either.

Hey, Parson, how's the coffee?

>> Parson: Cold.

>> I can't prove it, and I don't expect to try, but I'll have no more of this.

And I'm warning you to get rid of that man, and quick.

>> How?

You don't seem to realize- >> All right, all right.

It seems to me your son is Sheriff here, where is he?

I'm fully ready to handle some of these things myself.

>> I'll tell you why he isn't here, 'cause he's nothing but a Bill Show cowboy, he never could be anything else.

It was you who put him in here as Sheriff.

Why, if I'd have done a thing like that to the cattlemen of my county, I wouldn't be sitting there in a saddle.

You know where I'd be?

>> No.

But I expect you're gonna tell me that, too.

I'd be out in the corral with my head under a pile of stomped straw, for fear I might have to look myself in the face again.

>> I'm trying to think, how many men ever told me anything like that.

Do you know how many I think it was?

None.

>> Well, you've been told now.

>> Yes, and by a man with empty hands.

What makes you so sure that I can't shoot down an unarmed man?

>> 'Cause there happens to be a rifle bearing right square on your chest.

>> John: I see that, too.

>> Now, turn your horse and get out.

>> All right.

I've told you what you're up against.

It's all any man could do.

Come on.

(Wichita laughing) >> Why dog gone me, you took enough hide off of him to make a shirt.

>> Ah, maybe he was right, Wich.

Maybe I was wrong >> Oh, why, sure.

>> You want fresh ponies?

>> No, Turkey.

Tom just found out he needs this here.

>> Yeah?

>> We'll take it.

So they like night riding, huh?

Now al right, we'll show 'em some.

>> Yeah, well show 'em.

>> They wanna lift a cow, we'll lift three.

>> They owe me a few you already.

>> Last night, we give 'em one dead man in trade for a dead man, but from here on, we'll be more generous, we'll give 'em two for one.

Great fog in the foothills, man, it's a pleasure to see you fighting back.

>> All right, Which, you just went on wages.

>> Why, Tom, I don't want any wages from you.

I just want half the place.

(objects clanking) >> No horses allowed in here.

>> Oh, excuse me, it's you, Pa. >> Maybe you'd like to hear why I'm not laughing.

>> Oh, it was nothing, of course, I was pretty funny.

>> I've laughed at your capers for years, but I can't laugh anymore.

>> Well I'll tell you what to do.

Put two teaspoons of common soda in a cup of hot water- >> Today, a man looked me square in the eye, and very quietly skinned me alive.

>> Where's the body?

>> There is no body.

I sat in my saddle, and I took it.

He accused me of putting a gun-shy featherhead in this Sheriff's office.

He said, any man who stuck his county with a hoot owl like you should go hide himself.

>> You let some sundowner say that about me?

>> I couldn't help myself, because all of a sudden, it come into my mind, maybe he was right, that my son- >> Now, wait a minute- >> Shut up when I'm talking to you.

Two weeks ago, a killer, named Kid Wichita, come on to this ranch.

>> Well, I'm watching him.

>> You're watching him, and two men have been killed, Joe Kelsey, and that man of Tom Cloud's.

All right, you're through watching him.

I want Kid Wichita run clean out of the county within the week.

>> Oh you do?

>> Don't talk back to me.

>> I'm not running this county from the end of an apron string, I can tell you that much.

(slap thudding) >> You're not running anything, but you'll begin now.

I'll have enforcement in this county, and I'll have it from you.

Kid Wichita is just a start.

You hear me?

(uptempo cheery music) (cattle lowing) >> Hello, little neighbor, Tom up ahead?

>> Yup.

>> Hiya, Tom, what you been doing?

>> Just moving the cows up to summer pasture.

I ain't had enough help 'til now.

>> Been doing something else too, ain't you?

>> What's on your mind?

>> Them saddles.

You shouldn't have never sent them saddles back, with Joe Kelsey killed that night.

I had all reason to believe that Kelsey killed Juan, but that ain't how Kelsey got it.

He got it rustling cattle.

>> Don;t you see what you've done?

Them boys could forgive you shooting at 'em, but taking their saddles, and send 'em back.

You might as well shot 'em and killed 'em all.

>> Think they'd like that better, huh?

>> Somehow, I believe they would.

>> Tom, you ain't never gonna be through with this thing now 'til all three of them boys is dead.

>> That's up to them.

>> Another thing, your neighbors are saying that this Kid Wichita, you brought him on this ranch here, and hired him as a paid killer, just to murder your way up and down here.

>> No.

(cattle lowing) (horse galloping) >> I'm missing a couple of 'em, Tom.

I must have run up a draw.

>> Well, you better go back and see.

>> I'm there.

>> You know, Tom, there's not much can happen to a single fellow like you and me, but what about Jeff?

You wanna see him turn out to be like Wichita?

>> Well that's why I'm making this fight, so he won't.

>> Well, what kind of thing you think he'd learn by just being around him?

>> Well, he' never learned to turn tail.

He'll never get that from Wichita, or from me.

(uptempo dramatic music) (horses galloping) (tense dramatic music) >> How much has our cattle increased so far this week?

>> 46 head.

No, 48.

>> Uh-uh, that ain't enough.

I figure everyone of our cows should come in with three, four calves this year with a little help.

>> We're giving 'em plenty of help (laughs).

>> Here, take my horse a minute.

(tense dramatic music) What you doing, ma?

>> I told you, I don't like you, and I mean it.

>> Hey, not enough salt.

>> Isn't that sad?

>> (mumbles) Why sure.

Well, I'll see you tomorrow, when I can stay longer.

(slap thudding) (tense dramatic music) Come on, let's go.

(uptempo dramatic music) (tense dramatic music) If you're looking for Wichita, you just missed him.

>> I know, how often has he been here?

>> Well, enough.

>> Look, Kathleen.

If that big owl hoot is bothering you- >> Tom, is Wichita blackmailing you?

>> Blackmailing?

>> Can't imagine you being mixed up with Wichita unless he had some kind of hold on you.

>> Well, it takes hands to run cattle.

>> Yes, especially nights.

Everyone knows he's been making raid after raid.

>> Listen, no one's getting hurt that doesn't need to.

Believe me.

>> What about Jeff?

Or doesn't he matter?

>> Maybe he's all that matters.

>> How long is it going to be before Jeff starts imitating everything Wichita does?

>> I'm working against that as best I can.

>> I believe you.

I didn't mean to quarrel with you when we're moving so soon.

>> It's all right.

I, I'm sorry you're leaving.

>> Are you?

Well I'm not.

I hate everything that ever happens in this place, except knowing you.

You've been a good friend, Tom.

>> Sure.

(tense dramatic music) >> Tom?

Come here.

(slow romantic music) Put your arms around me.

You've been thinking about for a long time, haven't you?

>> Yes.

>> Maybe I had too.

So now that's over with.

Where are we?

>> Nowhere, I suppose.

>> That's right.

You know that now.

So try to get some sleep for a change for a change.

>> I'll send the buckboard for you when you're ready to leave.

>> I'll let you know.

(footsteps thudding) >> (laughs) There he goes finally.

I was beginning to worry.

Come on, Now to work the far side of Two-Fate Ridge.

(tense dramatic music) (horses galloping) (uptempo cheery music) (cattle lowing) (tense dramatic music) >> Not one of ours, I hope.

>> Not until now.

>> Where's the cow?

>> She looked like she might bust her leg, so I shot her.

>> (laughs) Oh, fair enough.

(uptempo cheery music) (cattle lowing) >> Stick it on him, Jeff (laughs).

>> Seems like I got one of John Gall's.

All right, to pull a Gall.

>> Sure, pull her down.

>> Hey, Wichita.

Tom said leave Gall's stock alone.

>> You see that rock over there?

>> Jeff: Yeah.

>> I had more trouble with that one rock than I had at digging all the rest of this here canyon.

(tense dramatic music) (horse galloping) (uptempo dramatic music) That's the way to get rich, kid (laughs).

Well, I finally sold a few skimmed out cows.

Only got 600 clams, but it's a start.

>> Holy smoke, I never seen so much money in my life.

Say, it was pretty dark, I sure hope none of those cows was our brand.

>> Who bought?

>> The same people that was buying our beef from the neighbors.

We'll get back some of our own.

>> Gee, Tom, we've got a man in here now.

Just don't you try to keep up with him.

(Wichita laughing) Now when you're learning, now, that must be the Parson coming in.

>> Uh-uh, it's Turkey.

>> Yeah, that's what I said.

Now while you're leaning, you hold your gun like this.

That's so the bullet won't get out, and hurt nobody, 'cause you don't never wanna shoot people except on purpose.

Now when you take your finger off, the gun should go bang thusly.

Wait a minute (horse galloping) Fetch me up that fresh horse, will you, Turkey?

You roll that can on out there.

(gunshot booming) (gunshot booming) You see how wonderful I teach?

I wanna watch out I don't teach you too good.

>> You riding tonight?

Me too.

>> No, not you too, and hang that gun up.

Don't you have any notion what cartridges cost?

See you in the morning.

(cicada screeching) >> All I say is, it's time to lay low for a while.

They old man's already been in here pulling the dirt.

>> He said you're tail was dragging, and he's right.

>> We're losing cattle every night ourselves, that Wichita swings a long rope.

Well, put some sand in his whiskers then.

You're going streaky?

(whip cracking) >> For Pete's sake, Gil.

(whip cracking) >> Kid Wichita ain't no sitting duck.

How did they get Kelsey?

>> Wichita dry-gulched Kelsey.

>> Well, all right then.

You'll be right there if we ever try that.

Scared of him, huh?

(whip cracking) >> A fly.

>> And that bushwhacker man, I want it legal, that's what I need from you, and that's all I need.

>> I'll be there.

>> When?

>> I'll come out in the morning.

Find out where he's riding tomorrow, and we'll fix up their whole outfit before night.

>> Don't tell me you're chancing yourself?

>> He won't get any chance.

>> Now get out of town.

I'm sick of hearing you squawk.

And watch out he don't take away your saddles again before you make it home.

>> Come on, Gill.

(door squeaking) (door slamming) (tense dramatic music) (gunshot booming) (body thudding) (gunshots booming) (slow dramatic music) (Wichita blowing) (footsteps thudding) (tense dramatic music) (door unlatching) >> Hi, people.

I saw your light, so naturally I dropped in for a shot a stagger juice.

>> This is not a saloon.

>> Well, that's good, then I won't have to pay for it.

>> Well help yourself by all means.

>> Why, sure.

>> This is unbelievable >> Yeah, it is, a little.

Did you make it yourself?

You've been balling again, I see.

>> I want no trouble with you, Wichita.

>> Well, now that's all right, Earl.

Lot's of fellas believe in stirring 'em up a little.

Helps 'em keep their figure.

I ain't sure, but what it's a good idea.

Well.

Music lovers.

Would you like to hear a little song?

>> Earl: All we want from you is- (Wichita hushing) ♪ There's a girl in the life of O'Reilly ♪ ♪ To O'Reilly, all girls look the same ♪ ♪ But a girl who has once seen O'Reilly ♪ ♪ Will never again look the ♪ >> Say, what's the matter, Earl?

Don't you ever tune this thing?

>> There's nothing in the world you can do about this, Earl.

>> It's one thing, or the other, Wichita.

>> I knew a Boyce once.

Old honest John Boyce.

Found a million in silver, and drank it up.

Say, I just thought.

Old honest John had a boy.

Went to some fancy pants mining school.

Married a rich girl, then found out she didn't have any money.

Well, I'll be.

(Wichita laughing) So you're her, huh?

>> et out.

Get out and stay out.

>> I'm going, I'm going, I'm going.

Of course, you wanna hear the rest of the song first.

♪ It's a night in the life of O'Reilly ♪ ♪ To him night and day are the same ♪ Whats the matter, don't you like this song?

♪ But the thing about night with O'Reilly ♪ You know this song was written by one of the best songwriters in the world?

I've also written some other songs.

(Wichita whistling) (uptempo guitar music) >> Oh, Earl, don't you know what he came here for?

Not to see me.

He's here just to amuse himself by tormenting you.

>> Why, sure.

Some people get their fun out of spur-raking women, others like to rile up men, that's all.

If he can prod you into making some foolish move, that's probably just what he wants.

>> That's fairly obvious.

I don't suppose there's at least doubt in your mind, but what you can kill me very easily.

But unless you leave this house, that's exactly what you'll have to do.

>> Please, Wichita.

I've never asked you a favor before, but I'm asking you now.

>> Why, sure.

(guitar thudding) >> Don't you forget to keep your things packed, honey.

Sweet dreams, Bub.

(laughs) Ain't nobody lives forever.

(door latching) >> I want you to know something, Earl.

There were a couple of minutes there when I was very proud of you.

(slap thudding) (tense dramatic music) >> He even know about the broken catch on the cupboard door.

How many times has he been here before?

>> I'd say once was too many.

>> That's not an answer.

>> It never does any good to answer you.

>> No, not when you have to lie.

You can't lie to me, I know you too well.

>> Do you think you do?

>> I ought to kill you, but I think there's something else needs doing worse.

>> Earl, why don't you put it out of your mind.

>> He'll probably never bother you again.

(tense dramatic music) (footsteps thudding) (door unlatching) (door slamming) (tense dramatic music) (shovel scraping) (horse galloping) >> Cloud, I've come to ask your help.

>> And you've come to a strange place.

(shovel scraping) >> What do you know about the murder of my son?

My son was shot to death last night in his office.

The killer fired four times.

Three of the bullets were sent into my boy after he was down.

>> I'm sorry, John.

>> Was Wichita in town last night?

>> Well don't you know whether he was or not?

>> I haven't found anybody that saw him.

But I know this, men who would hunt down a law officer, and kill him in his own office are very few.

Wichita might do it.

>> I don't know what for.

>> Maybe I do.

I told my boy to run Wichita off this ranch.

I'd like to think he was man enough, so that maybe that he'd begun to try.

You know, after your boy's dead, a funny thing happens to you.

You can't remember whether he was any good or not.

You can't remember him as a man at all.

You only remember him as a little kid.

>> I suppose so.

>> It doesn't matter now what he did that wasn't good enough, or what part I had in it, all that counts is what's up ahead of us now.

>> Such as what?

>> I'm stepping into my son's place.

The time has come to choose up sides once and for all, because I'm going to straighten this county out.

Now you can help me, or you can work against me.

There isn't gonna be any on-the-fence now.

>> Well you never did give me any much choice, did you?

>> I'm giving you your choosings now.

>> Well, John, I'm gonna take care of myself here in any way that I see fit.

>> That's your answer, is it?

>> It's the only answer I can give you right now.

>> All right.

Well, I'll tell you this.

I'm going to get the murderer of my boy.

If I come here again, it will be to make an arrest.

(horse galloping) (cattle lowing) >> All right, let's get on down there, come on.

(horse galloping) >> You boys better stick out here for a minute, and I'll go down there, and see if he's loaded for grizzly or for squirrel.

(Sam whistling) Hey, Tom.

I've been around taken orders for rice pudding.

I already sold a batch to them neighbors of yours.

>> I ain't hungry.

All we need around here is a little peace.

Tom, that's what I brung you.

I got here a Jim Strake, Gil Batson, and Dave Fletcher.

There's three cow outfits you can make peace with right now.

They're setting them ponies right there.

>> Seems like they're peace-loving all of the sudden.

>> Tom, I think you ought to talk to them boys.

I wore a whole out in these britches getting them boys in a talking mood.

>> All right.

(cup clanking) Tell them to leave their guns in the saddle.

>> Hang up you irons, boys, and come in by hand!

>> And the whip.

>> Gil, put that whip down.

>> I guess you realize, Sam, if lightning struck right square in the middle of them three, my troubles would be over.

>> All right, start shoveling.

>> We ain't asking who killed Elmer Gall.

All we know is none of us done it.

>> Well, that's more than I know.

>> And it's more than John Gall knows.

These boys was the last ones to see Sheriff Gall alive.

>> You know, a mistake like that's been known to turn a man into a memory.

>> Look, boys, if John Gall sets himself up for a clean sweep, you'll see sweating and hollering, and you'll hear a lot of people die with a yell.

>> Well, he's set.

>> Gall's got his sights set on you, and me, and Gil Batson here, and Jim Strake.

We ain't got any more time for any more wimpishness from Kid Wichita.

>> Had enough of Wichita, huh?

>> No, we like Wichita.

We like the way he handles himself.

>> Tom, these boys has been robbing you blind.

They admit that.

>> Tom: We'll call it square if one thing.

>> If what thing?

>> If Kid Wichita helps us take care of Gall.

>> And if he don't?

>> Then somebody will have to take care of Kid Wichita, that's all.

You see it yourself.

>> And after Wichita, there's Turkey, and the Parson, and me.

Four killings before you're through.

>> I make it five.

>> I guess he's counting Jeff, Tom.

>> Jeff ain't in this.

>> He's rode with Wichita every night.

>> I say he ain't in this.

>> Tom, these boys has got Gall in front, and Wichita in the back, and maybe they've earned it, but a man's gotta make some way out for himself.

What would you do in their place?

>> You want me to tell 'em?

>> Yeah.

>> Well, you boys just have one next thing to do, and that's to get back in those saddles, and ride them out of here quick, before somebody takes 'em away from you again.

>> I guess you boys better be moseying.

>> That's first time you've been right.

Tom, I've been thinking about Joe Kelsey all day today, and I don't know what brought him to my mind.

>> You don't, huh?

>> The bullet went into his left ribs, of course it come out again on the other side.

Somehow that didn't seem to reconcile him.

>> Now look, if you're trying to have me see Jeff with his face down, I'm seeing him.

>> Oh, Tom (tense dramatic music) (uptempo dramatic music) >> How did you get there?

>> I walked through the canyon.

Earl has my saddle locked up.

>> You see what I keep telling you, Tom?

They ain't no man in the world can make his life safe two minutes on end.

>> I'm dangerous, all right.

>> Shucks, I didn't mean that.

But a man could be laying up behind one of them rocks and throw a bullet in here, and the bullet would get here before you heard the gun.

Or he could shoot you from a quarter of a mile as he rodes by, or just walk through the back door, like she's done, and be behind you.

They just ain't no way to take care.

>> Oh, taking care isn't what counts, Sam, it's what comes next.

>> You mean Wichita?

>> He gave 'em a dead man for a dead man after Juan was killed.

>> Tom, if you need Wichita, will you do one thing?

Will you keep him away from Earl?

>> From Earl?

>> Oh, I'm just as sure I'm sure of anything in the world, Earl is going to kill him.

>> Oh, now wait a minute, who wants- >> Oh, I know Earl couldn't kill Wichita.

unless he used some trick, but if Wichita so much as comes near him again, Earl will find a way.

>> If be bothers you, I'll drop him myself.

(horses galloping) >> That man's getting to be the worst insurance risk in the whole world.

>> You wanna tell him?

>> No.

I don't want to see him at all.

>> Well, now wait a minute, I'll take.

(door slamming) Well, neighbor, you sure made history when you brought Wichita in.

>> Well, the thieves was ruining me.

Fighting fire with fire seemed like the only way, and then up went the barn.

>> Yeah, he's got us in deeper every night he's rode.

No way to turn back, no way out, ever since that first day.

>> Tom, you got a way out, and it's as plain as egg on your face.

You had it then, you got it now.

Why you don't use it, I'll never know.

>> No, you couldn't, Sam.

>> All right, sonny, you scared me.

>> I'm gonna put a knot in your head the size of a mule's egg.

I know who you're trying to be and you can cut it out.

Why aren't you out there taking care of the horses?

>> I come in after a rub rag.

>> Take that gun off, too.

And you leave it off.

Next time I want you night riding with Wichita I'll tell you.

>> Well, all right.

>> Take that cigarette out of your mouth.

Now get to work, will you?

>> What does it look like I'm doing?

>> Hey, that's my shirt.

>> Well, it looks like a rub rag.

>> Why, sure.

What do you wanna rub lock Jeff for?

That kids swings a hungry loop.

>> Did you kill Elmer Gall?

>> Something happened to Elmer?

>> He was shot to death in his office sometime last night.

>> Well, sooner or later somebody was bound to smoke him.

>> Did you kill him, or not?

>> Look, Tom, come on out here a minute.

(doors squeaking) Look, Tom, there's something you ought to know, you see that rock on the far rim?

I had more trouble with that there rock than I had with the whole rest of this canyon.

>> That's your answer, huh?

>> Why, sure, I killed him, I ran my horse right over him.

Oh, no.

You said this was Inside.

>> I don't know why I ask it.

(door squeaking) (door latching) >> Now look, I'll tell you the truth, Tom.

Elmer lost his head.

His bucksaw- >> Who saw?

>> Nobody, I say there was that bucksaw lying right across his desk, and I don't know what come me.

All of a sudden, there I was sawing off his head.

>> What have you been saying to Kathleen?

>> Kathleen?

Let me see.

Oh.

I said, "Hi, Kathleen."

>> That's not why Earl wants to kill you.

>> Earl wants to?

(laughs) Oh, no.

I didn't think he had it in him.

>> Earl Boyce isn't important.

This is just one thing too many, that's all.

>> Well, what do you want me to do?

Send him a plate of fudge?

>> I set out to square up this ranch, no to mash it flat.

Anymore of this stuff, and neither one of us will get out of the state.

I had a reason for taking to the long rope, or I thought I had, but I had enough.

>> I swear I don't know where all the money comes from.

>> You're through, Wichita.

>> Yep, it's been a long day.

I'm not fooling, you're getting out.

>> Wichita: When's this?

>> Right now, tonight.

>> Oh, no, you hush up.

I got a nice little herd all marked out for tonight.

Now you let me take care of that, and then tomorrow we'll see.

>> All right.

You sell off this one last bunch.

Then tomorrow you take what share of the money you think is yours and get gone.

>> Why, sure (sighs).

>> I know you killed Elmer Gall.

I know it as well as if I'd seen it myself, but I suppose there's just you and me left, except Jeff, who knows why I can't see you hang.

>> Wake me up at sundown, mother.

I'm to be queen of the May.

(Wichita snoring) ♪ It's a night in the life of O'Reilly ♪ ♪ To O'Reilly, all nights are the same ♪ ♪ Just look at this feat for O'Reilly ♪ (Wichita singing) >> There's a horse coming up.

>> Should be Jeff.

>> How'd you get out?

>> He went to sleep.

>> I suppose you know all there is about this night packing now, don't you?

>> Just only what you taught me.

>> Well, all right.

Say, move this meat for a while, will you?

>> Why, sure.

>> I'll catch up with you later.

>> Go on up and ride swing.

(tense dramatic music) (tense ominous music) >> Just what do you want?

(door latching) I wouldn't fool with that if I were you.

If you want a drink, you know where the whiskey is, only too well.

What is it you want?

(gunshot booming) (gun thudding) (door unlatching) (door latching) ♪ There's a girl in the life of O'Reilly ♪ ♪ What a duckaroo widow he'll be ♪ ♪ For they all turn their heads for O'Reilly ♪ (Wichita whistling) >> Wichita: This is all the further you boys got?

>> Why, no, us boys have have 10 miles further on.

>> What made you think we was here?

>> Okay, let's knock on 'em.

(tense dramatic music) (horses galloping) (clock thudding) (gun cocking) (door unlatching) (uptempo dramatic music) >> I brought your gun back (pants).

I suppose this gun doesn't mean you killed him, but it might as well.

>> Killed who?

>> Don't you know?

>> Earl?

>> Earl was shot to death in our own house tonight (sobs).

I suppose it was Wichita, but it might as well have been you.

Doesn't matter which one of you pulled the trigger.

You and Wichita had come to be one and the same thing.

>> Has anyone gone to John Gall?

>> I'll report it to him as soon as it's light.

>> Well you'll need this gun.

It's evidence, I think.

>> I'm leaving it with you.

>> Why?

>> Give you your chance to run.

(door slamming) (wind howling) >> Well he sure fixed you now.

Yesterday you could have pulled out.

>> He had you in a pretty bad way, but you still had some shadow of chance, but not today.

If only, if only you'd have got rid of Wichita while you still could.

>> I had fired him.

>> When?

>> Yesterday.

But he talked me into riding just one night more.

>> One night more.

Tom, 20 times I've told you to turn around.

Go back.

Get rid of Wichita.

I said it over and over again, and when you finally did, you just had to give him that one night more.

I know you didn't kill Earl, boy.

The law of this county is gonna make you or Wichita answer for it.

You think you boys stand any chance with a jury in this country?

Shucks.

They'll hang whichever one of you they lay their hands on first, and it don't seem to me it's likely to be Wichita.

So you ought to be getting out.

>> Getting out?

>> I know this is a bitter thing to come to a man like you, but the way Wichita's got you fixed, there ain't way for you to even go on living anymore.

No way but just to run, and sneak, and hide.

It's the only end there is for you.

(tom blowing) >> No.

That's not the end.

>> Tom.

You just can't give yourself up into their hands.

John Gall wants the man that murdered his boy, all right, he's gonna have him.

>> You couldn't bring Wichita in, you'd have to kill him.

>> I know that.

>> But Tom, don't you.

(tense dramatic music) Here I buried my brother, James Cloud, alias Kid Wichita.

>> Burn that thing, will you?

I'm just low on my mind.

(plank thudding) >> Tom.

You think he'll come back here?

(horses galloping) >> This might be him now.

No, it's Turkey, They nailed us.

The Parson's dead, and Jeff's down already.

>> Jeff, is he alive?

>> I don't know.

>> Where is he?

>> He jumped us in Calf Rock Narrow.

We lost him there.

>> Well, why didn't you- >> How bad was he hit?

Did you see him hit?

>> We got caught in a cross fire.

The Parson was shot to pieces on the first volley.

He's dead before he hit the ground.

Never mind the Parson, what about Jeff?

>> We didn't see him fall.

Me and Wichita got away.

And after that, Jeff's horse caught up to us.

With blood on his saddle.

>> Well, how come you- >> Where's Wichita.

>> He's still out there fighting.

You'll hear the guns if Wichita's still alive.

(tense dramatic music) (footsteps thudding) >> Put him in the cabin.

(tense dramatic music) Is that Wichita's pony?

>> Yeah.

Seems like we could hear him firing.

>> I suppose he keeps moving.

>> Either that or he bit into one with his name on it.

>> Take my horse, will you?

(tense dramatic music) (gunshot booming) >> Hi, Kid Carson.

I could have killed you then.

>> Where's Jeff?

>> Jeff got knocked off his Pony.

>> I know that, but where is he?

>> Well, the Brush gang picked him up, they got him up there in them rocks.

Right about (gunshot booming) in there.

(gunshots booming) >> Come on, let's get back to our horses.

Hey, your horse is with ours.

>> Kid: I know it, come on.

(gunshot booming) >> Is he alive?

>> Well, he was for a while any way.

He signaled me once.

>> I cut the wild bunch of from their ponies, but they got across the canyon on me.

>> I'm going over there, Sam.

>> You can't cut across that opening bound.

>> We've got to go around, try to come in on their flank.

>> Kid: No, we're not going around.

>> Are you out of your mind?

>> Come on, let's get over there.

>> All right, let's go.

(tense dramatic music) >> Hey, Jim, the kid's bleeding again.

>> Jim: Let him.

(gun cocking) >> Have they gone crazy down there?

(gunshots booming) (Kid splashing) >> Go on , you fool, go on!

>> Leave him.

(horses galloping) (gunshot booming) (tense dramatic music) (uptempo dramatic music) >> Go see that Cloud and Beers don't get in behind us.

Strake, go with him.

(tense dramatic music) Can you see him yet?

>> What you worried about, he is there.

(whip cracking) >> Why you sneaky.

Try it again, go ahead.

(tense dramatic music) Watch it, Batson, coming up your side.

>> Why don't you go down and meet him?

>> Go meet him yourself.

>> I'll meet him.

(tense dramatic music) (rocks crumbling) (tense dramatic music) (gunshots booming) (whip cracking) (man screaming) (body thudding) (tense dramatic music) (gun cocking) >> Look out, Wichita!

(gunshots booming) >> Just the one arm, kid?

>> Just one.

(Jeff coughing) Ain't it plenty?

>> Yeah, it's plenty.

>> Wrap him up with this.

>> Yeah.

>> Well, you looked awful good there, Jeff.

He'd have picked me like a grape if it hadn't been for you.

>> Thanks, Wichita.

>> This is pretty near gonna kill you, kid.

>> Never mind that (strains).

>> Say, they must be two, three yet somewhere in the brush.

>> Wichita.

>> Huh?

>> When I get finished with the kid, I'm coming for you.

>> You are?

Now how can I help you?

>> I don't care where you go or what you do, but I'll find you.

>> Good luck.

>> You're going to be all right, sonny.

You ain't never seen nothing of the type, they fought a whole rustler's war, that's what they done, and on one side was just one man and a boy, and somehow they won out.

>> Of course, he was there too, you know.

>> I didn't do nothing, it was Tom Cloud, and the boy that cleared out this whole howling range for us.

They got rid owl hooters that's been pestering us for years.

You and me ought to be ashamed.

>> Well, we should have done it ourselves.

I've known that for a long time.

>> Well, all right then.

>> Not all right.

Not with me.

I don't care if Tom Cloud pacified the Comanches, or invented heifers.

>> Now, listen, when Tom brings Wichita in, he's gonna move on.

>> Will he?

>> I don't know, just waiting the same as you.

John, if you'll give this boy just one chance to square himself, if you'll leave him alone- >> I've been leaving him alone.

I can convict Tom as quick a Wichita, and Tom knows it.

>> Yet I've given him weeks.

>> Tom had to get Jeff on his feet.

>> I'm beginning to think there's a whole lot better reason than that.

>> Yeah.

There's a reason, all right.

There's a reason that'll stop any man in the world, but Tom Cloud.

But it ain't gonna stop him.

Least, I don't think it's gonna stop him.

>> All I want is Wichita.

>> How you want him cooked?

>> I'll cook him myself.

He boils everything.

>> Ah, come on, get out of here.

>> You hear that?

>> I hear a couple of horses about a quarter mile out, if that's what you mean.

>> Yeah.

>> Oh, isn't Wichita, Tom, it's two people.

>> Yeah, this is getting me, all this waiting, and listening, and waiting, day in, and day out.

I got to go after him, Jeff.

He isn't coming back.

>> Yes he is.

>> When?

>> Maybe today.

>> Well, how do you know?

>> I can always guess Wichita, him and me's just alike.

>> Now you get that out of your head.

>> Oh, I realize Wichita makes mistakes.

>> There's only been one real big mistake.

It's one I made a long time ago.

>> Ah, Tom.

>> And I get to fix it now, or pay for it.

>> You know something, Tom?

You and me have been together a long time.

We've been the whole family just by ourselves ever since I was 10 years old.

>> That's right, kid.

>> But if I had to choose between standing with you or standing with him.

>> Which way would you go?

>> I, I got to be honest, Tom.

I just don't know.

>> Tom, we just saw Wichita riding over the pass, less than a minute behind us.

>> You see, I knew it, Tom.

>> Thanks, Sam.

(horse galloping) (cattle lowing) You shouldn't have brought her here.

>> Well, I wouldn't if I'd have known it.

(water flowing) I reckon he didn't believe you, Tom.

>> He'll believe me now.

>> He can't fight Wichita.

>> She's right, Tom, you don't stand a chance.

>> You keep her behind the wall.

>> Leave that alone, nothing's gonna happen.

>> What are you doing?

>> Taking the shells out of this gun.

>> You try a bluff like that on Wichita, and you won't live a second.

>> Wichita would never fire on me.

>> You wanna bet?

>> I'll bet my life on it.

(water flowing) (cattle lowing) (cicada screeching) >> You know something, Tom, you see that main rock over there in that far rim?

After all the trouble I had with that one rock, I do believe I gutted about eight feet too far to the right.

>> Wichita.

Now what's got into you?

I'm gonna take you in.

>> You're what?

>> I'm gonna take you in for the murder Earl Boyce.

>> I'd have sworn you were fooling.

>> Not anymore.

>> Well, how do you figure to take me?

>> I don't know.

All I can tell you is what I'm gonna do.

>> Don't you know you can't shoot me?

>> You couldn't shoot me even if stood here with empty hands, because it just ain't in you, Tom.

It never has been, and it never will be, don't you know that yet?

>> Maybe, but that ain't gonna change this none.

>> It's a funny thing how you never could raise a gun to me, 'cause I could very easy put a shot into you.

>> I know that.

>> And yet you stand there and tell me you mean to put an end to me.

>> That's what I have to do.

>> Well, I'll be.

You're a sick man, Tom.

Where would you say I need to drill you to let some of these ideas run out?

>> Right square through the middle, I suppose.

>> If it was anybody else in the world, I wouldn't believe it, but coming from you, I guess maybe it's so.

>> Wichita!

(gunshots booming) (tense dramatic music) >> You was losing your bet, Jeff.

>> Jim, Jim!

>> You see what a wonderful teacher I'd be?

Finally taught somebody too good.

>> He thinks it was me that done it.

>> Let him, don't you see he likes it that way.

>> What do you know about guns, kid?

>> Just only what you taught me (sobs).

>> Well, all right.

(slow somber music) >> Well, that's all.

(Jeff Sobbing) >> You know, it's a funny thing, it's like John Gall's said, all of a sudden, I can't remember anything he ever done wrong.

All I can remember is when we were kids.

(uptempo dramatic music) >> Jeff: He had more trouble with that one rock than he had with all the rest of the canyon.

(uptempo dramatic music)