(dramatic music) (adventurous music) (lighthearted music) (dramatic music) (horn blowing) >> These hills here are full of Apaches.

They've burnt every ranch building in sight.

He had a brush with them last night.

Says they're being stirred up by Geronimo.

>> Geronimo?

How do we know he isn't lying?

>> Man: Nah, he's a Cheyenne.

They hate Apaches worse than we do.

>> Clear the wires for Lordsburg.

>> That's Lordsburg now, sir.

They seem to have something very urgent to tell you, sir.

>> Well, what's wrong?

>> The line went dead, sir.

>> What have you got there?

>> Only the first word, sir.

>> Geronimo.

(dramatic music) (lighthearted music) >> Whoa, whoa, whoa!

>> So long, Buck.

>> How'd it go, Buck?

>> So long, Jim!

>> Oh, so-so.

>> Got the payroll for the mining company?

>> Yes sir, right here in this box.

>> Good, give me a lift here Jim, will ya?

>> Jim, I'll pay you that two bits when I come through.

>> Okay, Buck.

>> Okay, here now, you kids get away from that wheel.

Well sir, we ran into a little snow up there.

It weren't bad though, but you fellows better prepare for a good frost.

Passenger out for Tonto.

You better get out and stretch your leg, I mean your limbs, ma'am.

We're gonna change horses here.

>> Is there a place here where I can have a cup of tea?

>> Well yes, ma'am, you can get a cup of coffee at the hotel across the street there.

>> Thank you, driver.

>> You look a little- >> I'll be all right, thank you.

>> Yes, ma'am.

>> Why, Lucy Mallory!

>> Nancy!

>> How are you, Captain Whitney?

>> Fine thanks, Mrs. Mallory.

>> Why, what ever are you doing in Arizona?

>> I'm joining Richard in Lordsburg.

He's there with his troops.

>> Whitney: He's a lot nearer than that, Mrs. Mallory.

He's been ordered to Dry Fork.

>> Why that's the next stop of the stagecoach.

You'll be with your husband in a few hours.

Oh, I'm so glad to see you, Lucy.

Sit down darling, you have a cup of coffee.

You must be tired from that long trip.

>> Who is that gentleman?

>> Hardly a gentleman, Mrs. Mallory.

>> I should think not!

He's a notorious gambler.

>> Hello Mitch, howdy Frank.

Well, Marshal, I'm looking for my shotgun guard.

Is he here?

>> Out with the posse, Buck, trying to catch the Ringo Kid.

>> Ringo?

I thought Ringo was in the pen.

>> He was.

>> Busted out?

Well, good for him.

>> My guess, the Kid's aimin' to get even with them Plummer boys.

>> 'Cause their testimony sent him to the penitentiary.

>> Well, all I got to say is he better stay away from that there Luke Plummer.

By gosh, Luke's run all of Ringo's friends out of Lordsburg.

Why, the last trip there I seen him hit a rancher on the head with the barrel of his gun, and well, he just laid it wide open like a butchered steer.

>> You seen Luke Plummer in Lordsburg?

>> Yes siree!

>> You boys take care of the office for a couple of days.

I'm going to Lordsburg with Buck.

You're gonna ride shotgun!

>> Oh gosh, have I gotta learn to keep my big mouth shut!

>> Here's the payroll, Mr. Gatewood.

>> You know, ever since I opened this bank, I've been trying to tell those people to deposit their payroll six months in advance.

It's good, sound business.

>> It's good business for you, Mr. Gatewood.

>> Here.

There's your receipt.

$50,000.

And remember this, what's good for the banks is good for the country.

(dramatic music) (yelling) >> Good riddance to bad rubbish!

Get out and stay out.

I'm keeping your trunk 'cause you ain't paid your rent!

>> Is this the face that wrecked a thousand ships and burned the towerless tops of llium?

Farewell, fair Helen!

>> Doc.

Doc, can they make me leave town when I don't want to go?

Do I have to go?

>> Now, Dallas, don't you go makin' no fuss.

>> Do I have to go, Doc, just because they say so?

>> Now Dallas, I've got my orders.

Don't blame these ladies, it ain't them.

>> It is them!

Doc, haven't I any right to live?

What have I done?

>> We're the victims of a foul disease called social prejudice, my child.

These dear ladies of the Law and Order League are scouring out the dregs of the town.

Come on, be a proud, glorified dreg like me.

>> You get goin', Doc, you're drunk.

>> (chuckles) Two of a kind.

Just two of a kind.

>> Take my arm, Madame la Comtesse!

The tumbrel awaits, to the guillotine!

>> Oh, wait 'til I get my badge, girls.

I'll join you.

(whimsical music) >> If ever you go east, brother, come out to our house for dinner.

No one in all Kansas City, Kansas, sets a better table than my dear wife Violet.

>> Jerry.

>> Yeah, Doc.

>> Jerry, I'll admit as one man to another that economically I haven't been of much value to you, but suppose you could put one on credit.

>> If talk was money, Doc, you'd be the best customer I got.

>> I'm leaving town, Jerry.

>> Honest?

>> Yes, old friend, and I thought you might out of memory of our many happy- >> All right, Doc.

Just this one.

>> Thank you, Jerry.

>> Here's a man goin' on the stagecoach with you.

He's an easterner from Kansas City, Missouri.

>> Kansas City, Kansas, brother.

>> To your health, Reverend.

>> Peacock: I'm not a clergyman.

My name is Peacock.

I'm a- >> Jerry: He's a whisky drummer.

>> What?

Well!

Well, how are you, Mr. Haycock?

>> Peacock.

>> Don't tell me sir, I know, I know.

A familiar name and an honored name.

I never forget the face of a friend.

Samples?

Hm!

Rye.

(men chattering) >> I want $5, Henry.

>> Certainly, my dear, certainly.

Well, what is it to be this time, my dear?

A pair of shoes- >> I want to pay the butcher.

Dinner is at 12 o'clock.

>> Don't worry, my dear, I'll be there.

>> I've invited the ladies of the Law and Order League.

>> All aboard for Dry Fork, Apache Wells, Lee's Ferry and Lordsburg!

>> I'll take that, Dallas.

>> Oh, thanks.

>> In you go, Dallas, and a pleasant voyage.

(whistling) >> Here's your baggage, Doc.

>> Thank you, thank you my friend.

Curley, my shingle.

Carry it with honor.

>> I'll take it, Doctor.

>> Oh no, no trouble at all.

No trouble at all.

I'll carry it on my lap.

Here we go!

Here we go, Reverend.

>> Mrs. Whitney, you're not going to let your friend travel with that creature!

>> Nancy: She's right, Lucy.

And besides, you're not well enough to travel.

>> It's only a few hours, Nancy.

I'm quite all right.

>> But you shouldn't travel a step without a doctor.

>> There is a doctor, dear.

The driver told me.

>> Doctor?

Doc Boone?

Why, he couldn't doctor a horse!

>> Lucy darling, you must be very careful.

Take good care of yourself.

>> Lady folks ride facing forward, please.

>> There you go!

>> Pleasant journey, Mrs. Mallory.

>> Thank you.

Good-bye!

>> Good-bye!

>> Good-bye!

>> Like an angel in the jungle.

>> A very wild jungle.

>> What are you doing, Hatfield?

Talking to yourself?

>> You wouldn't understand, cowboy.

You've never seen an angel.

Nor a gentlewoman.

Nor a great lady.

I raise, gentlemen.

>> So long, so long, Curly, nice pit, boy.

>> So long, so long, kids!

>> Wait a minute, hold up here, Buck!

>> Steady, girl!

>> Captain Sickel asked if you'll deliver this dispatch in Lordsburg the moment you arrive.

The telegraph line has been cut.

>> Sure.

>> We're going with you as far as the noon station at Dry Fork.

There'll be a troop of cavalry there, and they'll take you on to Apache Wells.

From Apache Wells you'll have another escort of soldiers into Lordsburg.

You must warn your passengers that they travel at their own risk.

>> At their own risk?

Well, what's the trouble, Lieutenant?

>> Geronimo.

>> Geronimo?

Well, then l ain't goin'- >> Will you sit down?

>> Of course the Army has no authority over you gentlemen.

If you think it's unsafe to make the trip- >> This stage is going to Lordsburg.

If you think it ain't safe to ride along with us, I figure we can get there without you soldier boys.

>> I have my orders, sir.

And I always obey orders.

>> Did you all hear what the Lieutenant said?

>> Yes, we heard.

>> Well, me and Buck are taking this coach through, passengers or not.

Now whoever wants to get out can get out.

>> Courage, courage, Reverend.

Ladies first.

>> How 'bout you, Dallas?

>> What are they trying to do?

Scare somebody?

They got me in here, now let them try to put me out.

There are worse things than Apaches.

>> If you'll take my advice, ma'am, you won't take this trip.

>> My husband is with his troops in Dry Fork.

If he's in danger, I want to be with him.

>> You see, brother, I have a wife and five children- >> Then you're a man.

By all the powers that be, Reverend, you're a man.

>> All right, folks.

>> Marshal!

Make room for one more.

I'm offering my protection to this lady.

I can shoot fairly straight if there's need for it.

>> That's been proved too many times, Hatfield.

All right, get in, we're late.

>> May I trouble you to move over, sir?

>> Oh yes, yes of course.

>> Close the door.

>> Oh Curley, we- >> Get going, Buck!

>> Bessie, Barney, Belle!

>> Farewell, ladies!

(yelling) >> Buck: Sweetheart!

Come on now, girl.

>> Goodbye!

(adventurous music) >> Room for another passenger?

>> Sure is, Mr. Gatewood.

Going to Lordsburg?

>> That's right, just got a telegram.

Had to stop to pack this bag.

(yelling) (lighthearted music) >> Oh, Barney, please, steady girl.

Good boy, get that.

If there's anything I don't like, it's driving a stagecoach through Apache country.

>> Funny catching Gatewood outside of town that way.

>> I just took this job ten years ago so I could make enough money to marry my Mexican girl, Julietta, and I been workin' hard at it ever since.

Barney, get over here!

>> Marriage?

>> Certainly.

My wife's got more relatives than anyone you ever did see.

I bet I'm feedin' half the state of Chihuahua.

Sweetheart!

>> Didn't it seem funny to you about Gatewood?

>> Yeah, and then what do I get to eat when I get home in Lordsburg?

Nothin' but frijole beans, that's all.

Nothin' but beans, beans, beans!

Bessie, Barney, Blacky, now get along!

>> Excuse me, ladies.

(chuckling) Close quarters.

Warm today.

>> Your wife made it warm for me, Gatewood.

She was chairman of our farewell committee.

>> Fine looking bunch of soldier boys back there.

Always gives me great pride in my country when I see such fine young men in the U.S. Army.

Anybody know where they're going?

>> Brother, aren't you aware of what's happened?

>> Happened?

I don't follow you, Reverend.

>> I'm not a clergyman, I'm a- >> My friend's a whisky drummer.

We're all going to be scalped, Gatewood.

Massacred in one fell swoop.

That's why the soldiers are with us.

>> He's joking, of course.

>> Oh no, he's not.

Oh dear no.

I wish he were.

>> It's that old Apache butcher Geronimo.

Geronimo.

Nice name for a butcher.

He's jumped the reservation.

He's on the war path.

>> Geronimo?

Why weren't the passengers notified?

Why wasn't I told?

>> We were told, Gatewood.

>> Yes.

>> Weren't you told when you got that message from Lordsburg?

>> Oh yes.

Yes, of course.

I forgot.

(lighthearted music) >> Steady now, steady now.

Sweetheart!

Now, doggone it, they're bringing up her grandfather all the way from Mexico to live with us.

I can't figure out how he got that message.

>> Who, her grandfather?

>> No, Gatewood.

>> Sweetheart!

>> He said he got a message.

>> Sweetheart!

>> The telegraph line ain't workin'.

>> Sweetheart!

(dramatic music) (water splashing) (horse whinnying) >> Hold it!

>> Whoa, steady!

Ho, ho!

Hey look, it's Ringo!

>> Yeah.

Hello, Kid.

>> Hello, Curley.

Hi-ya, Buck.

How's your folks?

>> Oh, just fine Ringo, except my grandfather came up- >> Shut up!

>> Ringo: Didn't expect to see you ridin' shotgun on this run, Marshal.

>> Goin' to Lordsburg?

I figured you'd be there by this time.

>> No.

Lame horse.

Well, it looks like you've got another passenger.

>> Yeah.

I'll take the Winchester.

>> You may need me and this Winchester, Curley.

I saw a ranch house burnin' last night.

>> You don't understand, Kid.

You're under arrest.

>> Curley.

(horse whinnies) >> Everything all right, Marshal?

>> Everything's all right, Lieutenant.

>> Hope I ain't crowdin' you folks none.

>> The more the merrier.

>> Ready, ready!

(lighthearted music) Oh, Bessie!

Ain't Ringo a fine boy?

>> I think so.

>> You're just smarter than a trade rat.

You knew all the time he was going to Lordsburg.

Hey, reckon what he meant, he saw ranch houses burnin'?

>> Apaches.

>> Apaches.

>> So you're the notorious Ringo Kid.

>> My friends just call me Ringo.

Nickname I had as a kid.

Right name's Henry.

>> Seems to me I knew your family, Henry.

Didn't I fix your arm once when you were oh, bucked off a horse?

>> Are you Doc Boone?

>> I certainly am.

Ah, let's see.

I've just been honorably discharged from the Union Army after the War of the Rebellion.

>> You mean the war for the Southern Confederacy, sir.

>> I mean nothing of the kind, sir.

>> That was my kid brother, broke his arm.

You did a good job, Doc.

Even if you was drunk.

>> Thank you, son.

Professional compliments are always pleasing.

>> Yes, they are.

>> What happened to that boy whose arm I fixed?

>> He was murdered.

(dramatic music) (lighthearted music) >> Put out that cigar!

You're annoying this lady.

>> Excuse me, madam.

Being so partial to the weed myself, I sometimes forget that it disagrees with others.

>> A gentleman doesn't smoke in the presence of a lady.

>> Three weeks ago I took a bullet out of a man who was shot by a gentleman.

The bullet was in his back!

>> Do you mean to insinuate- >> Sit down, Mister.

Doc don't mean no harm.

(lighthearted music) >> Be careful of old Bessie up there, now.

Take it easy, hold it steady girl.

Take a look and see if they're in the Stonebrews and that hawk down there.

>> If it isn't my old friend Sergeant Billy Pickett!

Well!

How are you, Billy?

>> He's fine, Doctor!

Mighty glad to see you!

Great heavens to Betsy, didn't figure on no stagecoach coming through.

With them Apaches raisin' Cain.

I was just tellin' Billy to hitch up the buckboards- >> Now wait a minute, wait a minute.

You mean to say that there are no troops at this station?

>> Ain't no soldiers here but what you see.

>> But my husband, Captain Mallory.

I was told he was here.

>> Woman: Well deary, got orders, might've pulled off to drive the soldiers to Apache Wells.

>> Buck: Well that means we gotta go back.

>> I can't go back!

Now look here, driver, you started this coach for Lordsburg and it's your duty to get us there!

And it's your duty, young man, to come along with us!

>> It's my duty, Mr. Gatewood, to obey orders.

I'm sorry, sir.

>> Well, if the soldiers go back, Lieutenant, that means we all have to go back?

>> My orders are to return from here immediately.

And I can't disobey those orders.

>> I think we can get through all right, Curley.

>> Oh, now don't egg him on, Kid.

I'm drivin' this here outfit, and, well, if the soldiers go back, so am I.

>> I call this a desertion of duty!

I'll report you to your superior officer!

And if necessary, I'll take the matter up at Washington.

>> That's your privilege, sir.

But if you give us any trouble here I'll have to put you under restrain.

>> Now don't lose your temper.

Don't lose your temper.

>> I'll tell you how we'll settle it.

We'll take a vote.

Inside, everybody.

>> Come on, Buck.

>> Oh, but Curley, I don't want to go.

>> Now you guys, set yourselves down, and I'll get you something to eat.

>> Now folks, if we push on, we can be in Apache Wells by sundown.

The soldiers there will give us an escort as far as the ferry.

Then it's only a hoot and a holler into Lordsburg.

>> Well, that old mare- >> We've got four men who can handle firearms.

Five with you, Ringo.

Doc can shoot, if sober.

>> I can shoot?

I can shoot.

>> Now, Mrs. Mallory, I ain't gonna put a lady in danger without she votes for it.

>> I've traveled all the way here from Virginia.

I'm determined to get to my husband.

I won't be separated any longer.

>> What's your vote, mister?

>> Where are your manners, Curley?

Ain't you gonna ask the other lady first?

>> Well, what do you say?

>> What difference does it make?

It doesn't matter.

>> I vote that we go on.

I demand it.

I'm standing on my legal rights.

>> What do you say, Hatfield?

>> Lordsburg.

>> Four.

>> You, Doc?

>> I'm not only a philosopher, sir.

I'm a fatalist.

Somewhere, sometime, there may be the right bullet or the wrong bottle waiting for Josiah Boone.

Why worry when or where?

>> Curley: Yes or no?

>> Having that philosophy, sir, I've always courted danger.

During the late war, when I had the honor to serve the Union under our great president Abraham Lincoln and General Phil Sheridan.

Well sir, I fought 'mid shock and shell and cannon roar.

>> Do you want to go back or not?

>> No.

I want another drink.

(laughing) >> That's five.

How about you, Mr. Hancock?

>> It's Peacock.

I'd like to go on, brother.

I want to reach the bosom of my dear family in Kansas City, Kansas as quickly as possible.

But I may never reach that bosom if we go on.

So, under the circumstances, you understand, brother, I think it best we go back with the bosoms, I mean, the soldiers.

>> One against.

Well, Buck?

>> I- >> Buck says "aye", that's six.

>> I'm voting your proxy, Kid, you go with me.

>> Ain't nothin' keepin' me out of Lordsburg, Curley.

>> There sure ain't.

Well folks, that settles it, we're goin' through.

Sit down, folks, and eat your grub.

Come on Buck, we'll change them horses.

>> But Curley, ain't we gonna eat?

>> You can eat later!

>> Oh!

>> Here you go, folks.

Food's on the table, help yourselves.

You've got a long ride ahead of you.

You ain't drinkin' Billy?

>> Sit down here, ma'am.

>> Thanks.

>> May I find you another place, Mrs. Mallory?

It's cooler by the window.

>> Thank you.

>> Looks like I got the plague, don't it?

>> No, no, it's not you.

>> Well, I guess you can't break out of prison and into society in the same week.

>> Please, please.

(melancholic music) >> You're ill, Mrs. Mallory.

>> No, it's just that I...

I'll be all right.

You've been very kind.

Why?

>> ln the world I live in, one doesn't often meet a lady, Mrs. Mallory.

>> Have you ever been in Virginia?

>> I was in your father's regiment.

>> I should remember your name.

You're Mr. Hatfield.

>> That's what I'm called, yes.

>> Why do you look at me like that?

>> I'm just trying to remember.

Ain't I seen you someplace before, ma'am?

>> No.

No, you haven't.

>> Hm.

I wish I had, though.

>> I know you, I mean, I know who you are.

I guess everybody in the territory does.

>> Yeah.

Well, I used to be a good cowhand, but things happen.

>> Yeah, that's it.

Things happen.

So now they'll take you back to prison.

>> Not till I finish a job, in Lordsburg.

>> But you can't.

You're going there as a prisoner.

>> All aboard for Apache Wells, Lee's- >> Alrighty, folks.

The horses are changed, we better get going.

>> And Lordsburg, maybe.

>> All right, get going, Ringo.

Mrs. Pickett, tell Billy the buckboard is all ready.

Let's get going.

>> Right, Marshal, we're ready.

>> Come on, folks, let's move.

>> I still feel that we ought to go back for the soldiers.

(lighthearted music) (yelling) >> What did you say?

>> Nothin'.

>> Well why don't you say somethin'?

A fella gets nervous sittin' here like a dummy with nothin' to think about but the Indians.

>> You say something!

You've been sittin' here all day talking without makin' any sense!

>> All right, I'll say somethin' that makes sense.

If I was you, I'd let 'em shoot it out.

>> Let who?

>> Luke Plummer and the Kid.

There'd be a lot more peace in this territory if that Luke Plummer was so full of lead he couldn't hold his liquor!

>> I ain't sayin' I don't share your sentiments, Buck.

But you're a born fool.

>> Oh, I know that.

>> In the first place, Luke would kill the Kid in a gun fight.

In the second place, if Luke did get shot, he's got two brothers just as ornery as he is.

No, the only safe place for Ringo is in the pen.

And I aim to get him there all in one piece.

>> Well I'll be doggoned if I didn't do you an injury, Curley.

I figured you were after the reward.

>> Reward?

Why, the Kid's old man and me was friends.

We used to punch cattle together.

Besides, I could use that 500 in gold.

Bridesmaid!

>> Steady!

Steady, girl!

Bridesmaid!

>> I can't get over the impertinence of that young lieutenant.

I'll make it warm for that shavetail!

I'll report him to Washington!

We pay taxes to the government and what do we get?

Not even protection from the Army!

I don't know what the government is coming to.

Instead of protecting businessmen, it pokes its nose into business.

Why, they're even talking now about having bank examiners.

As if we bankers don't know how to run our own banks!

At home I actually have a letter from a popinjay official saying they were going to inspect my books!

I have a slogan that should be blazing on every newspaper in the country.

America for Americans!

The government must not interfere with business!

Reduce taxes!

Our national debt is something shocking!

Over one billion dollars a year!

What this country needs is a businessman for president.

>> What this country needs is more fuddle.

>> What?

>> Fuddle!

>> You're drunk, sir!

>> I'm happy, Gatewood.

Move!

(lighthearted music) >> How come you're taking this route?

It's gonna be cold up there.

>> I'm using my head.

Those beach-crowd Apaches don't like snow.

(lighthearted music) >> Maybe you'd like to sit next to me.

You could put your head on my shoulder.

>> No, thank you.

(dramatic music) >> How are you feeling, Mrs. Mallory?

>> Is there any water?

>> Driver, canteen please.

(dramatic music) Just a minute, Mrs. Mallory.

(lighthearted music) >> Haven't I seen this crest before?

Isn't this from Greenfield Manor?

>> I wouldn't know, Mrs. Mallory.

I won this cup on a wager.

>> How about the other lady?

(lighthearted music) >> Thanks.

(lighthearted music) >> Sorry, no silver cups.

>> This is fine!

(lighthearted music) >> No.

(lighthearted music) (dramatic music) >> Please, Doctor.

(dramatic music) (yelling) (men chattering in foreign language) (lighthearted music) >> Whoa, steady!

Howdy, Chris!

Seven hours from Dry Fork.

Pretty fast drivin', amigo!

>> Get the folks a bite to eat, Chris, while we change horses.

We're pushing right on to Lordsburg.

>> You come without soldiers?

>> Oh, we weren't scared.

We didn't see one Apache, did we, Curley?

>> Where's the cavalry, Chris?

>> Uh huh, where's the soldiers?

>> There ain't no soldiers.

>> Huh?

>> Chris: Soldiers are gone!

>> Where's Captain Mallory?

Where's my husband?

Where is he?

>> You his wife, I think?

>> Yes, where is he?

Did he go with his men?

>> Si, senora.

A little, what you call, a skirmish with the Apaches last night.

Soldiers take Captain Mallory to Lordsburg.

I think he get hurt, maybe.

>> Badly?

>> Si, senora, I think so.

>> Mrs. Mallory.

I'm awfully sorry.

If there's anything I can- >> I'm quite all right, thank you.

(dramatic music) >> Marshal, come here quickly!

(dramatic music) >> Come on, Doc.

>> Let's go, Doc.

>> A sick woman on our hands!

That's all we needed!

We're in a fine fix, my friends.

It's a fine country we're living in!

The Army has no right to leave a public place like this undefended.

>> It looks to me like the Army's got its hands pretty full, mister.

>> Have you a wife?

>> Si, senora.

I think- >> Call her.

(speaking in foreign language) Ringo, go in the kitchen and get some hot water.

Lots of hot water.

Please.

>> Yes, ma'am.

Hey, Chris!

(speaking in foreign language) >> A fine member of the medical profession.

Drunken beast!

>> Coffee.

Give me coffee.

Black coffee.

Lots of it.

More, more, more!

>> Ain't it enough, Doc?

That's four.

>> Blacker, stronger.

Keep it comin', Curley!

>> I know you'll have it comin' out your ears in a minute.

>> Now drink it down, Doc, go on.

Drink it down.

>> Get it down.

>> That'll make you feel better.

>> All right, Doc.

>> Isn't that drunken swine sober yet?

>> He's doing the best he can!

>> Well, hurry!

(speaking in foreign language) >> How do you feel?

>> Fine.

Thanks.

Again.

>> Sit down here, Doc.

>> Keep the fire going, Chris.

Plenty of hot water.

>> Si, senor, si.

Savages!

>> That's my wife, Yakima, my squaw.

>> Yes, but she's savage!

>> Si, senor, she a little bit savage, I think.

(speaking in foreign language) >> There's something funny about this.

That woman's an Apache.

>> Sure, she one of Geronimo's people.

I think, maybe not so bad to have Apache wife, eh?

Apache don't bother me, I think.

>> All right, Doc?

>> All right.

All right, Dallas.

(dramatic music) (calming Spanish music) >> Rico!

(screaming) >> It's them vaqueros, they've run away!

>> Yeah, with the spare horses.

(coyote howling) (baby crying) >> Them coyotes give me the creeps.

That sounds, well, it sounds just like a baby.

Black eight.

(dramatic music) (baby crying) It's a baby!

>> It's a little girl.

>> It's a little girl.

Well, I'll be doggoned!

Why didn't somebody tell me?

>> How's Mrs. Mallory?

>> She's going to be all right.

>> Well, I'll be doggoned.

Did you know?

Well, I'll be doggoned.

(lip tickling) >> Don't do that!

Doctor Boone.

>> Come on, boys, three cheers for old Doc Boone!

>> Hip hip- >> Quiet!

>> Well we oughta be- >> Quiet!

Mrs. Mallory.

>> Oh.

(lighthearted music) >> Kid.

I know why you want to go to Lordsburg.

I like you.

I know your papa.

He was good friend of mine.

If you know who in Lordsburg, you stay away, I think.

>> Meaning Luke Plummer?

>> Luke, Ike and Hank.

All there together, I saw them.

>> You sure of that, Chris?

>> Sure, I can tell you the truth.

I know.

>> Thanks.

That's all I wanted to know.

>> Sir, you crazy if you go.

I think you stay away, Kid.

Three against one is no good!

(lighthearted music) >> You oughtn't to go too far, Ms. Dallas.

Apaches like to sneak up and pick off strays.

You visitin' in Lordsburg?

>> No, no, I have friends there.

And maybe I can find work.

Look, Kid, why don't you try to escape?

Why don't you get away?

>> I aim to, in Lordsburg.

>> Why Lordsburg?

Why don't you make for the border now?

>> My father and brother were shot down by the Plummer boys.

Guess you don't know how it feels to lose your own folks that way.

>> I lost mine when I was a kid.

There was a massacre on Superstition Mountain.

>> That's tough.

Especially on a girl.

>> Well, you gotta live, no matter what happens.

>> Yeah, that's it.

Look, Ms. Dallas.

You got no folks.

Neither have I, and well, maybe I'm takin' a lot for granted, but, I watched you with that baby.

That other woman's baby.

You looked... Well, I still got a ranch across the border, and it's a nice place.

A real nice place.

Trees, grass, water, there's a cabin, half-built.

A man could live there.

And a woman.

Will you go?

>> But you don't know me.

You don't know who I am.

>> I know all I want to know.

Will you go?

>> Oh, don't talk like that!

(dramatic music) >> What are you doing out here, Kid?

Stick close to the reservation.

>> Curley, oh, Curley!

Oh, Curley, Curley!

>> What's wrong, Chris?

>> My wife Yakima, she ran away!

When I woke up she was gone!

>> The way you come bustin' in here, you'd think- >> Whoa.

>> Excuse me, Kid.

Come bustin' in here, you'd think we were being attacked!

You can find another wife.

>> Sure, I can find another wife.

But she take my rifle and my horse.

Oh, I never sell her.

I love her so much.

I beat her with a whip and she never get tired.

>> Your wife?

>> No, my horse.

>> Oh.

>> I can find another wife, easy yes.

But not a horse like that.

(speaking in foreign language) >> I knew that woman was a thief, I... >> What's the matter with you, Gatewood?

>> My valise!

Where's my valise?

Which one of you's got it?

>> Here it is, I was usin' it for a pillow.

I didn't think- >> I thought I told you to keep your hands off my things!

>> Yes, sir.

>> That squaw of yours will find some Apaches and bring 'em back here.

>> My wife's people don't bother me, I think.

>> Well, they bother me, I think.

>> Chris.

Is this bar open?

>> Sure, all the time, senor, si!

Here you are, Doc.

>> Well, what are we wasting time for?

Let's make a break for it.

>> We've got a sick woman to think of.

>> Do you want her to stay here and be butchered with the rest of us?

>> Why don't you think of somebody else for once in your- >> Easy, easy!

Keep it quiet, boys.

Quiet!

We ain't been butchered yet!

But you're right.

We'd better get going for Lordsburg as soon as we can.

>> It might be a good idea, Curley, if the Doc took a look at the patient.

>> Yeah, and little Coyote.

>> You'll join me, Doctor?

>> No, thanks.

Good morning.

Well, you're looking pretty chipper.

You're up early, Dallas.

>> She didn't go to bed, Doctor.

I'm afraid she sat up all night while I slept.

>> Oh, I slept a lot in the chair.

Well, anyway, it was nice to stay awake and hold the baby.

>> Hm!

Well, we've got to get you to Lordsburg, little Coyote.

That's what the boys christened her last night when she squalled.

Little Coyote.

How do you feel?

>> Fine, thanks.

A little tired.

Doctor, do you think my husband- >> Never mind him.

The best medicine he can have is to see you two safe and sound.

You just make up your mind you're gonna get there.

>> I have made up my mind.

>> That's the stuff.

>> I am going to get there.

>> You'll need strength, so get all the rest you can.

Dallas, do you suppose you could fix up a little broth?

>> She has already.

>> Good.

How 'bout making some coffee for the boys?

Now you get some sleep, Mrs. Mallory.

And don't look so proud.

I've brought hundreds of those little fellas into the world once upon a time.

And the new one was always the prettiest.

>> Doc.

Ringo asked me to marry him.

Is that wrong for a girl like me?

If a man and a woman love each other, it's all right, ain't it Doc?

>> You're going to be hurt, child.

Worse than you've ever been hurt.

Don't you know that boy's headed back for prison?

Besides, if you two go into Lordsburg together, he's going to know all about you.

>> He's not going into Lordsburg.

All I want is for you to tell me it's all right.

>> Gosh, child, who am I to tell you what's right or wrong?

All right.

Go ahead.

Do it if you can.

Good luck.

>> Thanks, Doc.

>> Ringo.

>> Well, Doc?

>> Oh, both doing nicely.

She's a real soldier's wife, that young lady.

>> Good, good, then we can leave immediately!

>> Well, not for a day or so, if you want my professional advice.

>> What do you mean a day?

Stay another day?

Why?

>> Where were you when the stork came last night, Gatewood?

>> I refuse to allow Mrs. Mallory to travel until she and the child are out of danger.

>> What do you mean, danger?

Aren't we in worse danger here?

>> I don't wish to intrude, but I've had five children.

I mean, my dear wife has.

And much as I dislike discussing it in this hour of our trial, I believe the Doctor is right.

>> Spoken like a man, Reverend.

>> I say we ought to leave here before the Apaches find us!

That's common sense.

>> I wish you were ten years younger, Gatewood!

>> Don't let my white hair stop you!

(yelling) >> Now Curley, l haven't said a word- >> Will you shut up?

If we argue this thing out right, we can get somewhere.

Let's all sit down and talk sensible.

Come on, Buck, sit down.

>> There's a young woman in the kitchen making coffee.

She needs help.

>> Thanks, Doc.

>> Say, Kid.

How old were you when you went to the pen?

>> Oh, I was goin' on 17.

(mill grinding) Good mornin' ma'am.

>> Morning.

>> I lied awake most of the night wonderin' what you'd have said if Curley hadn't busted in.

Guess you was up kinda late too.

I could hear you movin' around.

You didn't answer what I asked you last night.

>> Look, Kid, why don't you try to escape?

There's a horse out there in the corral.

Curley won't go after you because he can't leave the passengers in a fix like this.

>> I gotta go to Lordsburg.

Why don't you go to my ranch and wait for me?

>> Wait for a dead man.

You haven't got a chance.

It was three against one when the Plummers swore that you killed their foreman, and got you sent up.

It'll be three against one in Lordsburg.

>> Well, there's some things a man just can't run away from.

>> How can you talk about your life and my life when you're throwing them away?

Yeah, mine too.

That's what you're throwin' away if you go to Lordsburg.

>> What do you want me to do?

>> Would it make us any happier if Luke Plummer was dead?

One of his brothers would be after you with a gun.

We'd never be safe.

I don't want that kinda life, Ringo.

>> Well, I don't see what else I can do.

>> Go now, get away.

Forget Lordsburg.

Forget the Plummers!

Make for the border and I'll come to you.

>> Do you mean that?

>> Yes, I do!

>> Will you go with me, Dallas?

>> I can't leave Mrs. Mallory and the baby.

I'll come to you from Lordsburg, I swear it.

>> Well, I oughta have a rifle and some- >> I've got one!

Right here.

I got it last night when they were all asleep.

>> You mean you thought of this last night?

>> Yeah, don't ask anymore questions.

Not now.

>> Oh gosh, Curley, there ain't no Apaches behind us.

We can still go back to Tonto.

>> No, I insist we go on to Lordsburg.

>> What do you think, Chris?

>> Geronimo between here and Lordsburg, with my horse, I think.

(laughing) ♪ My horse has gone ♪ ♪ She has gone astray ♪ ♪ With a sun ♪ >> Quiet, Doc.

This is a serious matter, ain't it?

>> My dear Buck, if I have only one hour to live, I'm going to enjoy myself!

>> Doctor, I don't begrudge you my samples, but I- >> Now, you hush, I've stood enough of you.

Now this is a serious problem, and I'm the only one that's talking sense.

Now, Curley- >> If we can get across that ferry, we'll be all right.

The question is, what are we gonna do about the lady and her baby?

>> Doctor Boone has settled that for us, sir.

And I demand respect for his professional opinion!

>> Hatfield.

>> Ringo.

Ringo!

Ringo!

(dramatic music) >> Hurry, Ringo.

>> Curley: Ringo!

>> Hurry!

Bye!

(dramatic music) Ringo, don't stop!

Go on, go on!

Keep riding!

Ringo, go on!

Go on!

(dramatic music) >> You don't need them, Curley.

I ain't gonna run away.

>> I'll say you ain't!

>> Look at them hills.

(dramatic music) >> Apaches.

>> War signals.

(men chattering) (dramatic music) (yelling) >> Hey, Curley.

Why don't you take the cuffs off the Kid?

He's mighty handy with a gun.

>> You drive them horses, I'll take care of the Kid!

>> Oh!

>> Can't you drive any faster?

Thick-headed lout!

We've got to make that ferry!

A man works all his life to get a hold of some money so that he can enjoy life, and has to run into a trap like this!

>> Trap, brother?

You mean the Apaches?

There's been no sign of them.

>> You don't see any signs of them.

They strike like rattlesnakes.

If you hadn't insisted on waiting for her, we'd have been past the ferry by this time!

>> You talk too much, Gatewood.

>> Your threats don't faze me, Hatfield!

You're nothing but a tinhorn gambler!

>> How would you like to get out and walk?

>> You can't put me out of a public conveyance!

>> Now, now, gentlemen!

Gentlemen!

>> Take it easy, Gatewood.

We may need that fightin' before we get to the ferry.

>> You wouldn't be much good in a fight, you jailbird!

>> Hatfield: Oh, leave the Kid alone.

He's handcuffed!

Gentlemen, please.

Let's not forget the ladies.

Bless them.

Let's have a little Christian charity one for the other.

(lighthearted music) >> Well, folks, we're coming into Lee's Ferry now!

>> Lordsburg, next stop!

(chuckling) Nice girl, come on, come on!

(dramatic music) Curley, look!

Look at the ferry!

It's burnt too!

>> Hatfield, stand guard over there.

>> Where's the Army?

What's the soldiers doing?

>> Curley, what can I do?

(men chattering) >> I need you.

Will you give me your word you won't try to escape again?

>> I'll give you my word, 'til Lordsburg.

>> Get in the coach with them women!

>> I gave my word.

>> Ringo, don't!

>> Silence!

Buck, drive into the river up to the hubs!

>> Barney, Bessie!

(yelling) (dramatic music) >> I got it, Curley.

>> Kid.

Take your suspenders and crosstie them wheelers.

>> Sorry about the saddle, Kid.

>> Ready, Kid?

>> All set!

>> Ready Buck?

>> All ready, Curley.

All aboard!

>> Here we go, Buck!

Just sit quiet, folks, we'll be all right!

(yelling) (dramatic music) >> All aboard for Lordsburg, Lordsburg!

Hey, Curley.

>> Yeah, what?

>> You think I oughta charge Mrs. Mallory's baby half fare?

Sweetheart!

(lighthearted music) (dramatic music) (lighthearted music) (dramatic music) >> Well, we'll soon be in Lordsburg.

Sorry I flew off the handle, Hatfield.

My apologies, Doctor.

No hard feelings, I hope.

>> All in all, it's been exciting but a very interesting trip, has it not?

>> Well, now that the danger's passed, Mr.- >> Peacock.

>> Ladies and gentlemen, since it's most unlikely that we'll ever have the pleasure of meeting again socially, I'd like to propose a toast.

Major.

Gatewood.

Ringo.

To your health.

>> Hatfield: Thank you, sir.

(gurgling) (dramatic music) (gun fires) >> Dry Lake!

Ringo!

(dramatic music) (yelling) (gun firing) >> I warned you about this danger!

>> Gatewood, would you shut up?

I've got a patient here!

Gatewood!

>> Get me out of here, I tell you!

>> Gatewood!

Would you shut up?

(dramatic music) (guns firing) (yelling) (guns firing) >> Hey, Kid!

Ringo!

Go!

(gun firing) (dramatic music) (guns firing) >> Oh!

>> Kid, Kid!

(dramatic music) The leader, Kid!

Get the leader!

(dramatic music) >> Go!

Go!

(gun firing) Go!

(guns firing) >> Curley, more ammunition!

(guns firing) (dramatic music) (bugle music) >> Do you hear it?

Do you hear it?

It's a bugle!

They're blowing the charge!

(triumphant bugle music) >> If you see Judge Ringfield, tell him his son.... (bugle music) (lighthearted music) (celebratory piano music) >> Thank heaven you're safe, Lucy!

>> Where's Richard?

Is he all right?

>> Oh, he's all right.

Don't you worry.

>> It isn't a bad wound.

>> We'll take you to him immediately.

>> Where's the baby, dear?

(calming music) >> I'll take the baby.

>> Dallas.

If there's ever anything I can do for... >> I know.

(calming music) >> Man: All right.

(calming music) >> It's the Ringo Kid!

>> Yeah!

>> Aces and eights.

>> (chuckles) Dead man's hand, Luke.

>> The Ringo Kid's in town.

>> Yeah, drivin' the stage!

(dramatic piano music) (speaking in foreign language) >> Cash in.

(dramatic piano music) >> Man: Easy now, easy.

That's right.

>> Goodbye, Ms. Dallas.

If you ever come to Kansas City, Kansas, I want you to come out to see us.

>> Well thanks, Mr.- >> Peacock.

(lighthearted piano music) >> Hello, Buck.

You got through all right!

(men chattering) Here you are Doctor, will you sign this?

>> Well.

Lordsburg.

>> Man: Thank you.

>> Well, Kid.

>> Curley, how long will they give me for breakin' out?

>> Oh, about another year.

>> You know where my ranch is?

>> Curley: Yeah.

>> Will you see that she gets there all right?

>> Dallas.

>> Yeah.

This is no town for a girl like her.

Will you do it?

>> Sure.

>> Thanks.

>> How are you, Marshal?

Get my man through all right?

>> I don't need them.

>> If you don't want to lose your prisoner, Sheriff, you'd better take care of him yourself!

>> What's your name, mister?

>> My name is Gatewood!

Elsworth H. Gatewood!

>> Oh, Gatewood.

You didn't think they'd have the telegraph wires fixed, did you?

(men yelling) (somber string music) >> Can I meet you back here in ten minutes?

I gave you my word, Curley.

I ain't goin' back on it now.

>> No ammunition.

>> I lied to you, Curley.

I got three left.

(dramatic music) >> Good night, Kid.

>> Is this where you live?

>> No.

I gotta know where you live, don't I?

>> No, don't come any further.

It's all been a crazy dream.

I've been out of my mind, just hoping.

Say goodbye here, Kid.

>> We ain't never gonna say goodbye.

(glass breaks) >> Could I have that?

>> Give me the shotgun.

Shotgun!

(glass breaks) >> Luke, Luke, please don't!

(lighthearted music) (laughing) (melancholic string music) >> Well, Kid, I told you not to follow me.

>> Dallas!

(dramatic music) I asked you to marry me, didn't I?

>> I'll never forget you asked me, Kid.

That's somethin'.

>> Wait here.

(dramatic music) (men yelling) >> Ringo said he'll be passing this way in six or seven minutes.

(door slams) >> Come on!

>> I'll take that shotgun, Luke.

You'll take it in the belly if you don't get out of my way.

>> I'll have you indicted for murder if you step outside with that shotgun.

>> We'll attend to you later.

>> Don't ever let me do that again.

>> Luke!

>> Hey, Billy!

Billy, kill that story about the Republican Convention in Chicago, and take this down.

The Ringo Kid was killed on Main Street in Lordsburg tonight!

And among the additional dead were...

I'll leave that blank for a spell.

>> I didn't hear any shootin', Ed.

You will, Billy, you will.

(gun fires) (laughing) >> Hank missed him, at four feet!

(tense music) (gun fires) (screaming) >> Ringo.

Ringo.

Ringo.

(dramatic music) >> Ready, Kid?

>> Thanks, Curley.

(dramatic music) Curley's going to see that you could get to my place across the border.

Well... Goodbye, Dallas.

>> Goodbye.

>> Maybe you'd like to ride a ways with the Kid.

>> Please.

(lighthearted music) (yelling) (laughing) >> Well, they're saved from the blessings of civilization.

>> Yeah.

(laughing) Doc.

I'll buy you a drink.

>> Just one.

(laughing) (lighthearted music)