This episode masterfully distills the rugged morality of the frontier into a poignant study of paternal duty and the heavy price of atonement. It proves that the most enduring Westerns are those that prioritize internal psychological conflict over external spectacle.
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Western Film 2026 | Zane Grey Theater — The Grubstake | The Wildest Western Films #1080pAñadido:
If there's a cafe open, I'll buy you all breakfast.
Thanks for the game, gentlemen. I may be back through here again someday. So long.
When I off for coffee a while ago, I woke cold. He'd be on the north road waiting.
>> Trouble.
>> He's got a stone wet in his shoe and I can't get it out.
>> Is it triple?
>> No, I got in time.
>> Here, let me give it a try.
Oh, boy. Oh, boy. Take it easy. Let me have a look here. Come on, boy. Here you go.
Thanks.
From out of the west, Dick Powels, Zane Gray Theater. Tonight stars Cameron Mitchell and Ben Hey, hey, hey.
Oh, it's you.
>> It's Frank here.
>> Who is it? Martha, >> you got our letter. I see. Want to come in?
>> This here is fine.
>> Hello again.
Well, Frank, >> where is it?
>> Well, I don't like telling you this. I I made my bargain and I like to stick to it. But we want you to take your boy away.
>> Why? Well, the the main thing is he he's no good. He won't work for his keep, and we haven't had any money from you in over a year. I mailed you money every 3 months. Ever since I got my parole then your pull must have stole it. Well, he fetches the mail every day. Oh, he used to like the boy Jim, but well, he's just no good now. No good, Hal. Chasing after all the trash in town, lying, stealing, drinking. At 17, he'd be in jail right this minute if we didn't have a deputy.
That Bart Nulan not worth a scent. He covers up for Coley.
>> Yeah.
Well, uh I reckon I should have took care of him myself, but uh I figured a prospect hole was no place for a kid who ought to be in school.
>> You figured right, Jumbed.
7 years is an awful long time to be away from him.
>> Where is he?
>> Over at the paradise. That's his hangout.
>> I'll bring him back, Frank.
and then uh we'll have a talk and I'll take him away with me.
>> Yeah, I guess that would be the best thing.
Want to change my luck with Barney here and make it three cornered? Uncle >> too high.
>> Too foolish.
>> Look, Rooster, you going to play or talk?
>> Put your money where your mouth is. Spit up.
Ah, >> roster.
>> Hey, you know me? I'll be your old man.
>> Mhm.
Well, if it ain't my parole, Papy.
If it's money you want, I ain't got any.
Well, I've been working a claim up in Utah. Looks pretty good. Figured maybe you might come and work it with me. I got me a poke of dust here. Enough to stake both of us.
>> Swinging single jack all day in the sun.
You're crazy.
>> Hey fellas, this here's my old man. The parole board down in Utah. Give him permission to come and see me. He's got a poke of dust for a grub steak and he wants me to throw in with him on a prospector.
>> You ain't ready to be no minor, Rooster.
You can't even raise a beard.
It's >> a long way, son. We better get started.
>> Maybe you like breaking rocks so good in the pen you want to keep it up. But not me.
These are my friends here and I aim to stay.
>> Mister, that kid happens to be one of my friends. So I heard. I'm taking him out of here.
>> Don't make me come closer. You I'm taking my boy out of here. You ain't going to stop me. You're already stop.
You're a parrolled man. You're drew on a peace officer. I'm deputy sheriff of this town. All it takes is a letter to Utah. You'll be back in prison. Unbuckle gun belts.
Let him drop.
Oh, no need to be hardnosed about this gold.
I don't have to write to you, D. Your uh poke will just cover your fine, put it on the bar, and walk out of here. Leave Coley where he is. Bartender, pick up them gun bells.
You deputy, pick up my boy.
are you gentlemen? Sit down.
Finish your game.
Mr. Deputy, put my boy on his horse.
Bartender, drop them belts in their water.
Now give the deputy a hand and secure my boy in a saddle.
I'm heading across a dry stretch to the mountains. It's a long ride to water there. I'm going to kill a cow in that spring.
So I don't advise you to follow me in the counter. I won't be fetting to drink.
Come on, son. You can't stay mad forever.
>> I don't want nothing to do with you.
>> I was doing all right. I had me some friends and I wasn't going back to the Lords.
>> Why not?
>> They made me work too hard.
>> In this world, son, everybody works too hard.
>> Not them boys at the paradise.
>> Them boys at the paradise will stretch rope yet or wind up in a pin. You are enough.
>> That's right. I would know. Once I killed a man for bothering your mother.
My son was born. My wife died when I was in prison.
You was nine before I saw you.
>> And you ain't seen me much since.
>> Well, that I became to fix now.
>> It's too late now.
I tried to go to school, but everybody knew my old man was a killer. And every time I stepped out of line at the Lords, they thought I was going wrong, too. And you never cared enough to help me.
>> I sent money. You stole it.
>> Well, it was mine, wasn't it?
>> Forget it.
We forget it. We start over.
>> Not me. I'm on my own.
>> But you'll be sticking with the old man till you're man enough.
>> I'm man enough now. fell up.
>> Dog on it, son.
I can't figure you. I can lick you and you know it. You hit me back there at the paradise when I weren't looking for it. Well, I'm looking for it now.
>> If I have to, son, I can whip the tar out of you. Now, let's quit this foolishness.
I quit it, son. You make me hurt you.
I didn't mean for that to happen.
>> I'm I'm all right.
Just give me a little time.
>> You can take all the time you want. I told you I wasn't going with you, son.
>> You didn't hear me good.
>> Go ahead and shoot.
It's a long way back. You'll need it.
But don't think I won't be right behind you.
Jim, come in. Come in.
>> Good lord, man. What are you doing here, >> Frank? What are you whispering for?
>> You don't know they're after you. The bank was robbed two nights ago. Bart Nan found Coley's hat in there. He figures you and him done it.
>> Bart Nolan, the deputy.
He figures it.
>> He says that was a fake fight you and Coley stages at the Paradise and you doubled back.
>> He says, h where's Coley now?
>> In jail, Brian arrested him first thing this morning. And then he got out a warrant for you.
>> That deputy, he he's about as busy as they come, ain't he?
>> What's this sheriff been doing?
>> Running his hardware store like usual.
>> Coley was with me 30 miles from here.
Only this Bart Nulan, he knows I can't come back to prove it. Cuz if and I do, he puts me into prison for shooting at him.
I got to get Coley out. That's all.
>> I was thinking maybe I'd hold up in your barn for a few days. Martha wouldn't mind that.
>> Would she?
>> No, I guess not.
>> Guess he don't like our food. Yeah.
>> What's happened to you, Bart?
You used to be my friend. What are you doing to me?
>> Nothing you didn't ask for. I told you you were going to go too far someday.
>> You told me.
>> You just saddle down, boy.
>> If I had robbed that bank, did you think I'd have rode back here the next day?
>> Why not? You figured we'd suspect you, but we wouldn't have any proof. Except we did. Your hat right there in the bank.
>> All I know is I had my hat on in the saloon when my old man hit me. And when I came through, it was gone.
>> You sure enough had it when you left?
There's five other side me. So your old man jam it on your head.
>> I wouldn't trust him any more than I would you or the law either.
>> You better trust it, boy. That's all you got to fall back on now. We're here to help you, Coley. Now you just admit you did it. Save us a little trouble and I'll ask the court for leniency. You got my word on that.
That's a pretty fair shake he's giving you, kid. You think about it.
Do you know what the bank would do if they found out one of their employees has been harboring you?
>> Yes, ma'am. Now, Frank, about that loot you were saying.
>> Well, the way it counted out, what they got away with was $1,500 in double eagles and $1,200 in dust belonging to OD Collins. It was in a paradise pope.
>> A paradise pope? Well, Odie had the name paradise stamped on all his folks.
>> I've just got to get some sleep, Jim.
>> Anything else?
>> Yes, ma'am.
>> Just where does this uh deputy Bart Nulan live?
>> In a little old shack in back of the courthouse when he's at home at all.
Mostly he lives in the saloon.
Well, >> I'm much obliged, Frank. You too, Miss Lloyd.
>> Come on, Frank.
Oh, bot. Hold on for a minute, will you?
>> Yeah.
>> There's something I forgot to tell you.
B, one of the neighbors passed on a story to my wife. Said one of the JC writers saw Jim Go yesterday. It's probably nothing, but still we ought to check.
>> I reckon so. Gravels me to think that gold could get away with it.
>> You written that Utah warden about it?
>> No. I'll do that today. If you turn up anything at the JC, I'll be in the store. Better get over there now. I'm on my way.
dust from the bank.
>> What are you going to do now, Bart?
Shoot me.
>> What'd you do with the rest of it?
>> This is all I need, wouldn't you say?
I don't know where you got your dust, Sheriff. I got all of mine.
Now turn around and stay turned.
I'm loading up some grub and getting out of here.
At least have the decency to leave your badge.
Stop.
You kill him.
I'd say it's some strange goat. You showing up at B's cabin just in the nick of time, so to say.
>> Oh, >> I suppose you just happened to be passing by.
>> Nope. Come to see him. Wanted to explain how Kohley Kund robbed that bank. You couldn't tell that to the sheriff, huh?
>> Couldn't then. You was out like a Poland ox.
>> I'm talking about before then. Like when you wrote me that note.
>> What note? There's something kind of fishy here.
>> You think so too, eh, Frank? This dust.
>> There was only one poke taken from the bank, but now there's two of them. Both stamp paradise.
Looks like this wasn't the first time that Bart made a trip to Odie Collins's till. Wouldn't you say?
>> Well, I guess this one belongs to the law. I'll just take what's the banks.
I figure we both owe a real debt to Jim.
>> He doesn't make himself very easy to pay back. But sheriff, of course, there all kind of ways you could write that letter to Utah. What letter?
What's >> see you Frank?
>> Where you going?
>> Back to Mlan. Want some help?
>> No saloon out there, son. No friends, just hard work.
>> I figure I'll have me a friend.
>> A You didn't break into Odie Collins place last night, did you?
>> Me?
What for? I figured to borrow one of his paradise pokes.
That was your steak, wasn't it, Paul? And the second pulp.
>> Let him keep it. It brought me where I wanted.
Come on, son.
Strode is the name. Montystro, US Marshall of Laredo. Heading back with Pete Hanley. Longtime gunman, part-time killer, full-time Laos.
I had no idea where that shot came from.
I didn't wait to find out.
That vinegaroon is sure wild hitting Hanley and missing me.
>> Pet me, how bad are you?
>> That's a hole in me you can see through.
>> They're friends with mighty poor shots.
>> Not friends, Marsh. People who'd rather see me dead than shooting my mouth off down the radio to keep from hanging.
>> Who are they?
>> Johnny Rep.
>> That's no answer. We're not still fighting the war.
>> They are. What have you got to do with them?
I had it think you'd kidnap their big brain just before you caught up with me.
>> Brain? Who's that?
>> John Wilks Booth. $150,000.
Bounty money.
>> Pete Booth's been dead for 3 years. They caught him down in Virginia in a tobacco shed 12 days after he shot Lincoln. Now quit lying. Tell me who these men are.
>> You don't have to believe me, Marsh. Ask them.
from Out of the West.
Dick Powels, Zane Gray Theater, tonight star Mel Ferrer.
This one's dead. Captain, >> this one's not. Drop those guns right now.
Pete's story about John Goat's booth didn't make sense.
What did he mean? They were still fighting the war.
I decided to do a little checking. I don't like having the prisoners shot right out of my hands.
The Circle R was about as fancy a lash up as I'd ever seen. Mr. W. The ransom must run a mighty lot of cattle.
>> What can I do for you, sir?
>> I guess I want to talk to W. Ransom.
>> I'm with Ransom.
>> Montystro, US Marshall from a radio. I'm returning some of your livestock, Mr. Ransom.
>> I'm in your death.
>> Did you see anything of the men who were riding these horses?
>> I buried them.
They killed a prisoner of mine.
>> Wait, honey. Shall I continue with dinner?
>> I think we best delay.
This gentleman is a US marshal from Loredo. My wife, Mr. Strode.
>> Pleasure, man. About those men, Mr. Renom.
>> I have a lot of men working for me, Marshall. They were new ones. I guess I might save everybody a lot of time if I can just talk to the man around here who calls himself John Wils Booth.
>> You can't be serious, Marshall.
>> I don't want any misunderstanding about how serious I am.
>> But John Wils Booth, >> why not Abraham Lincoln? They're both dead.
>> I don't think you get the point, Mr. Ransom. I don't think John Wils Booth's alive either. But it just so happens that >> no actor worthy of his name could resist an entrance queue like that. Marshall, >> thanks John for making a lie out of me.
If I had made you lie, you'd be an expert.
>> You claim you're John WS Booth. There are infinite variety of misfortunes in this world. Marshall, mine is that I am Booth.
Yours is that you are holding a gun. You don't drop it immediately, I'm afraid you'll be cut in half by the crossfire.
And that will spoil everyone's supper.
This was a setup I couldn't have at all.
Regular banquet table, linen, silver, crystal, and nobody here looked or dressed like a Texas cow herder.
>> Not hungry, Marshall.
>> Who are all these men?
>> My ranch hands.
You're having supper with the general office of staff of the new Confederate States Army.
>> I expect you to be impressed.
>> Where are the enlisted men eat? I was never more than a sergeant.
>> There are no enlisted men here, Marshall. Our armies are the trained, battleh hardened troops who were betrayed at Appamatics. They're in every city, every village, every country crossroads throughout the South, ready and waiting for the order to mobilize.
That order will be issued right here.
You didn't learn a lesson the last time.
>> We learned how to win. Our planning is done. Our war chest runth over with the contributions of the faithful.
>> You're talking too much.
>> Well, Marshall Stro is entitled to know why a bullet will find his brain tomorrow morning in the cold gray light before sunrise.
>> Maybe the sergeant can't wait.
Where your man is, Marshall?
>> Aren't you impressed with a celebrity?
>> Not when I know it's a man's been dead for 3 years.
>> You're a skeptic, my friend. Ransom and the others, they're not fools. They pledge their lives, their fortunes, and their sacred honor to the cause because they know I'm John Wils.
But the marshall from the radio says it couldn't be.
>> I suppose you came back from the grave.
>> I never went to it. Ransom and his friends know this. Oh, true. A body was identified as mine on the Garrett farm that eventful night. It was placed in a coffin, sealed, and rushed to burial. No close friends. No member of my family ever confirmed the identity of the corpse. Now, that is a matter of public record.
>> So, why tell me? Because I brought you a prison to speed your recovery. I want you to appreciate it fully.
Take it.
Of course, it's not loaded and I've removed the firing pin.
But this works beautifully.
>> What am I supposed to do now?
>> Take me out of here. In a manner of speaking, I'm your prisoner.
>> You're running out on ransom and a Confederate general staff. How much of that overflowing war chest you were bragging about goes with you?
>> You're a shrewd judge of character Marshall. Have you any objections to leaving here alive?
>> No, Mr. Booth.
>> None at all.
All right, I'm ready to go now. Let me on.
Let go of that carbine.
Now get in here.
>> You take orders very well.
>> I'm not taking orders, Mr. Booth. I'm taking you. Got a long way to go.
It's easier to ride a mule than it is to carry him.
>> You're not forgetting who has the loaded gun, >> mister.
If there wasn't a chance you might be worth $150,000 on the hoof, I'd have sculled you when you turned your back on me in there.
>> You're a man of imagination, Marshall.
>> Excellent. Just one question played me.
Could this arrogant young man possibly be John Wils Booth? He looked like every picture I'd ever seen of Booth, but I had to know for sure before I could try to arrest him.
>> You got everything?
>> Yes.
>> Hey, Jules.
>> What's he doing here? Oh, forgot to mention, Marshall, going to have two prisoners. Maria is traveling with us.
>> She's not going.
>> We have a choice. The alternative is the firing squad tomorrow morning at daybreak. A ransom and the general staff will be delighted to have me recapture you.
Two shells on this. Might even spare them the trouble of an execution myself.
We made good time until about noon. Then my horse went lame.
>> Better places, honey.
Might as well shoot me here and get it over with. We can't ride fast enough to stay ahead of ransom in his men with me and a lame horse. I'm afraid so, Marshall. It's a shame when we must do these things.
May I help you down, my dear?
>> Murder Marshall on that horse. Leave us a push on. I said get on that horse.
>> I don't understand.
What are you doing, >> darling? Maria, I I regret this more than I can say. But you see, I I have no choice in the matter. You're leaving me?
>> Fate forces some very unhappy bargain.
>> You can't leave me in the middle of What do I do?
>> Do nothing. Sit here until your husband comes along following our trail. By my calculation, that should be in just over an hour.
>> You know, I can't go back to him. Well, I've left him.
>> Return to him.
>> Well, I love you. We love each other. Well, I can't go back to my husband now. You know that. What could I tell him? And you like to him, of course, as you always have. Go, >> Marshall.
>> Wolf, no. Come back. Come back here.
As long as he needed me to guide him, I knew my overacting capttor would keep me alive. Then an idea came to me.
I figured he wasn't used to the dry, baking heat of the Texas Badlands. And our water couldn't last much longer.
>> This is the second dry water hole you found for us this morning, Marshall.
Aren't you getting repetitious? I told you what to expect.
Ransom's men will be guarding every known water hole along the trail. We have to take our chances this way. Well, what if all the water holes out here are dry?
>> And it's going to be a thirsty time before we get where we're going. You knew these holes will be dry. I ought to shoot you. Take my chances.
>> You got two bullets in that Daringer.
Save one for yourself.
>> You seem to know where all the dry holes are.
>> I think you can be persuaded to find a wet one.
We'll save the horses by staying right here until you make up your mind. My mind's got nothing to do with it. I can't sink water into a dry hole. I'll wag you never try before.
Go over there and sit in the sun where the water used to be.
I went here in the shade of this rock with the canteen.
After 3 hours, I was dry as a bleach bone. My cocky friend was getting careless. I could have grabbed that little gun more than once. But first, I had to know whether he really was John Wils Booth. And he was going to tell me if we had to stay here all month.
>> I'm saving some for you, Marshall.
>> But you better make up your mind fast.
Take it to water.
>> I think you underestimate me because I'm an actor. Because I was an actor.
You think I'm soft?
Aren't you forgetting something rather important?
For 12 days after the assassination, I was the most wanted man who ever lived. The object of the greatest manhunt a government ever mounted against an individual. And I had a broken ankle.
For 12 long days and nights, I was a fugitive moving from place to place because no one could help me without risking his life. And every move I made was in that broken ankle. Now, does does that sound like a man you're going to parch into submission, Marshall?
Be intelligent about this, Marshall.
Have a drink, then take us to water.
There's water.
Another two hours. He can't hold out much longer.
But neither can I.
>> Marshall.
Marshall, a proposition for you, half the money in my wallet.
Take us the water, the money, and half of Maria's jewels.
We get to Mexico.
>> No deal. Long as you have that danger, we stay here. I'm not taking you to Mexico just to get shot in the back.
Bye.
If I prove to you I'm not John Wils Booth and my only crime was the impersonation of a criminal, you'd know there's no point to my killing you once we're safely away from ransom. Correct.
>> You're not Booth. Who are you?
>> I was private Steven Boyd, second Marilyn Cavalary. Before that, I was a second rate actor, or rather an actor. Second rate company.
>> Sure. You're not getting too much, son.
I never heard of Boyd.
>> Of course you haven't.
Poor Chap's bad luck was to look exactly like John Wils Booth. That was his mission in life. To look like John Wils Booth in death. While Booth made good his escape.
>> And you claim you're boy.
>> I am Boyd. When Booth, Harold, and I were in that tobacco shed, I knew only one of us was going to get out of there alive.
There ever was a man named Boyd. That shed. John Wils would have made sure he stayed there. Booth got carried away by his own curtain speech to the Union soldier surrounding the shed. I got his gun. I shot him. Prove you're not Booth.
You think that's difficult, Marshall.
Pleased to recall the famous limp of John Wils Booth. My most my most important stage prop for the role.
satisfied?
>> No.
>> Two/3s of the money in my wallet. We'll provide it here.
>> You can still pay me off with a bullet.
>> Foothwood. He couldn't permit you to live. You talk. Steven Boyd has no reason to kill you.
Unless you force him to.
If I have to die out here, you will die first. Right now, it's up to you.
Bring the horses.
So, at last I had my answer.
But Private Steven Boyd still had the gun.
Don't drink the water.
Don't drink it. It's poison, boys.
You brought me here to poison. What?
I'll kill it.
I just Hey, hey, >> wait. Why? Why?
Mia told me about you. The two of you.
the money. I sent the others back.
Now I'm going to stay here and watch you die.
I hope it takes a long time cuz I got a lot I want to say about a man who could do what you did.
I want you to hear it.
Come on out of there, Marshall.
I know that gun you're carrying is useless. Ria told me, >> I I never expected you to save my life, Marshall.
>> I was saving my own.
>> Bitter Ed Marshall playing my death scene. Such a limited audience.
You're not dying.
I'm riding into Laredo. Unless you like it out here, you better climb on that horse and come along.
>> You You going to lock me up? Will you get to Larredo?
>> What for? You were playing your dying scene just now. You finally convinced me you're not John Wils Booth.
I always heard he was an actor.
Marshall You'll hand me a sheep man for summer.
>> No guns.
Even a sheep man deserves fair war.
Buenos.
>> Mr. Do you hear what you just done? You just crossed a deadline. We're deadline patrol for the cattleman's association.
See that ride you just came over? Any sheep man who crosses that line is asking to be dead. This is not your land. This is United States government grazing land.
>> You call it what you want, mister. This range is ours. Wait, what? Right.
>> Say this one.
>> What did I tell you?
>> Well, he's giving you mouth, maze. We ought to teach you.
>> He's had his warning. I don't want to see one sheep bed down this side of Gander Creek. Understand that sheep man.
All right. Remember it.
Sanjjo, you protect the sheep with your life against the wolf in the coyote. Now they come.
This time it is up to me.
>> From out of the west, Dick Powell's same gray theater. Tonight stars Steven McNal and Caesar Romero.
>> He started the move yet. Mace.
>> He'll move fast. Make sure he turns that flock around. High tails at north. If he moves too slow like just lean on him a little.
>> He's hardly more than a kid. Aiming with us half a season. You act like he was top hand around here some.
>> Yeah, he may be young. He's the best hand I ever rode with. Bar none. I tell him something is done. No two ways about it. If I ever have me a son. You'll be like that, boy.
>> I hope you move your sheep out.
>> Do not know that I want to move. I'm going to start hazing them north.
Wait, wait, my doggy.
Sancho Senzio, shut that door on me.
>> Oh, no. Seenora did not. He saw you. You threatened his flock. He must protect him. You're on. Let me look at you.
>> I don't need help from no lousy sheep man.
You have a break at the wrist, but it's a clean break.
I'm sure my son is very sorry.
My dog, that's his name. You should see him take care of his flock. One is lost.
He hunt and hunt until he find his sheep are his children. You don't care much for that dog, do you? Oh, >> Sor, if I should die or be killed, my son would drive the sheep to the market, make the bargain with the wool merchant, then use the money to give me a big funeral at the great cathedral with many angels singing hallelujah. See, Mace won't give you no trouble. I'll tell him fixing my arm slowed you down some. Tomorrow morning be soon enough to get on back where you came from. Leave the arm the way it is in this land.
Don't let move it. Huh?
Well, much obliged.
All right. Here.
Huh?
Hey, you read, too. I learned me some reading.
What's this? Don Quick's oatiote.
It don't even look like that reading. I know. It is Spanish. I come from Spain to America. Now I am learning to read the American language too.
See this red book.
Nathaniel Horn.
Horn.
You a sheepman. See, Senor, just a sheepman. I thank you. I didn't mean it like that.
>> You mean it the way all the cowmen mean it. You sheepman, get your dirty sheep off our clean range. Then out the gun six or seven to one. This takes courage.
I spit on this kind of courage. Well, I can't help the law. Law? There is no such law. And there is nothing that says the cow and the sheep cannot graze on the same range. The cows should eat the long valley grass. They the sheep she crop the short mountain grass. I didn't know that. 7 years I worked to own my own small flock. Now all I want to do is to cross a few miles of open range to reach a mountain so my sheep can spend the summer there. But no, the common say you get out. Go. All right. I go now.
You go.
>> You sure you ain't going to graze him here? You just want to reach that mountain?
>> That is all.
I don't know.
Seems to me you got a right to reach your mountain if that's all you want.
You take them through to that mountain.
You got my word.
Gracias.
I seen that sheep. He was crossing our range. He sllicked you, Mace. He's as much spit in your eye.
>> Well, he can't say we didn't warn him.
>> Less was supposed to run him off.
>> Sheepman fix his arms, so let's let him stay the night. Well, if you asked me, he should have tried.
>> I didn't ask you.
>> Shut up. He's sleeping.
All right, let's go get that mang sheep head base.
>> What is it, Russ?
>> Let the sheep man go. Maze, he ain't done no harm. All he wants is to reach that mountain.
>> I don't know what you're saying.
>> I told him he going across.
>> You told him?
>> I don't say I shouldn't have checked with you first, mate. You told him he could cross our clean range.
>> You know what you just done? There ain't a coward coming in within miles of that range now.
>> Sheep out. That's what that range is.
>> He's just taken him across. He ain't going to graze him. Besides, he says cows and sheep can range together. He says cows eat the valley and sheep.
>> He says all of a sudden you listen to some crazy foreigner instead of me.
Well, you better listen to me. You get that sheep man out of there and back where he belongs.
>> I ain't doing it, Mace.
I pledge to my word.
Your word.
>> We're ready, Mace.
>> I'll talk to you later.
>> Let's go.
>> You don't have to come with us, Mace.
Luke and me will take care of that cheatman.
>> All right, run him off. But no killing.
>> Oh, me? I ain't kill him, Mace. We're just going to scare him up a little bit.
Scare him up a little bit.
Mace, I'm sorry. I don't know what got into you, boy.
>> I mean, I'm sorry you feel like you do, but I give that man my word, and I ain't letting Albi or nobody chase him out.
Don't try to stop me, Mace.
Hey, she man.
>> Well, there's no sign of him.
He's a good kid, man.
>> What you doing, Albby?
>> What do you think I'm doing? Go and cut his horses loose.
Heat. Heat.
Look at that fool sheep.
is limit.
>> I'm calling you. Albby, >> who you pulling, boy? You don't even have a gun hand.
>> Draw.
I got I draw with you less. I kill you, Mace will kill me cuz you're his boy.
>> Who told you to burn him out?
>> Ain't no better way to tie a can of sheep man.
>> Sheepman? We ain't the kind to burn a man out without warning. Albby will bring you out a new wagon and supplies.
Whole thing will come out of Alb's pay.
>> What do you mean out of my pay? I was just trying to run him off.
>> You over hear me say something I didn't mean.
>> Sheepman, I'm giving you the middle of the afternoon to get started back north.
Alry will meet you at the deadline with a wagon.
>> Nice. You're just spiting him now. This sheep up in the hills grace and peaceful. He ain't doing one bit of harm.
>> Spit him.
Boy, I'm going to show you what Sprite is.
You see that dog up there?
If he ain't moved out by the time I come back this afternoon, I'm going to shoot that dog dead.
There is no fighting a man like that.
But I believe him. The wagon.
He will give me the wagon. He'll give you more than that. He'll give you the pasture up on that mountain.
>> No. No. He said nothing.
>> I gave you my pledge and I ain't about to go back on it now. No. I thank you, but no. You go up there with your dog.
Tend your flock.
Don't come down. No. Please. I'm waiting here. Mace.
Hey, Senor Senor, I told you to keep away.
>> A bear with my sheep. I am thinking. Now I know. I do not want you to kill for me. I will leave now. Seenor, I swear you.
>> You stay.
>> He stays. I should have done.
>> You pull that trigger. I'll kill you.
Sonu, you're going to kill me.
I'm waiting.
Such, >> you are welcome to share the profit of our sheep. We will move them north. It is a good life to sheep.
Very peaceful.
I don't even know your name. It is Francisco.
Francisco.
I guess I was born the backside of a horse. I couldn't live no other kind of life. But I thank you for asking.
>> Oh, I'm I'm coming back. Somebody's got to pay for killing that dog.
>> Oh, no. Seenor, please. You wait right here for me, Francisco.
You wait for me. All right. Come over here, miss.
>> What do I There was a mean thing you done. It was a rotten mean thing you done. and I aim to take it out of your hide.
>> Don't be a fool.
>> Only chance you've got is with a gun.
>> I'll be waiting for you out the street.
>> You'll kill him, Mace. Even with one hand, you'll kill him.
All right, let's see what you got.
Careful.
Whoa.
Stay down.
He got nothing left.
Killer base. Kill him. Kill him. Kill him.
He's moving.
>> He's getting up again.
Anybody up here?
No more less.
I ain't done.
Well, you killing me. Just like I said, you took him apart piece by piece. I mean, it was something to see.
Ouch.
Out.
All right.
I ain't done.
I'm not hitting you again, boy.
>> You're going to have to, Mace, cuz I'm going to hit you again till I get what I want.
>> What's the matter with you? It's over, finished.
>> No, it ain't.
>> What do you want? You want to win? All right, you win. I'm giving you a fight.
>> I don't want you to give me nothing.
>> Then what is it? What do you want?
>> I want you to let that man have his mountain and I want you to pay for his dog.
All this for a lousy sheep.
Then I'm coming at you again, Mace.
What do you want? Money for the dog?
Here. Here's money for the dog.
I ain't about to get down on my knees for it.
A man who has real guts and no one to admit he's done wrong.
I don't mind helping.
One thing more.
I want my job back.
You want your job back? That's right.
>> You tell that sheep.
Tell him I feel poorly about what I done to the dog. Tell him he can stay up on that mountain. You tell her that and you come back here.
Stubborn fool.
Hardheaded stubborn fool.
Just like me.
We got a window.
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