We give you Bragg, you give us the woman.
Virgil, you know I ain't that dumb.
You give us Bragg, we keep the woman. You ride off on that train...
...and when you're out of sight, we'll cut her loose.
Give them Bragg.
Charlie, go get him.
- Give me a gun! RING: No.
- I'm gonna shoot that son of a bitch. RING: That ain't part of the deal.
Damn it, Ring, I hired you. Give me a gun.
RING: You owe me money.
Until you pay me, you ain't getting no gun.
Move on up the track.
I told you you'd never hang me, Cole.
Never ain't here yet.
HITCH: Leave him be, sheriff.
But we got no horses. We can't chase him on foot.
We'll go on back to Appaloosa and get some.
The quicker Cole gets back here, the quicker we can get out of here.
He won't come back.
STRINGER: Won't come back?
Nope. He won't come back.
We've got no horses, Virgil.
I'll ride the train back to town and fetch them.
You stray off the wash, leave me a sign.
Well, by God.
- Virgil. - Everett.
You bring any coffee?
Done so.
You all right?
All right?
Well, how do you feel?
About Allie and all.
Everett...
...we've been together now a while.
Can't exactly say how long, but long.
Ain't anybody I'd rather do this work with.
You're as good as anybody I've seen, except maybe the Shelton boys and me.
The reason you ain't as good as the Sheltons or me...
...ain't got nothing to do with steady or fast or fortuitous.
The reason the above-named folks are better than you is because you got feelings.
Well, hell, Virgil, everybody's got feelings.
Feelings get you killed.
You got feelings about Allie, don't you?
I cared about Allie in town, and I'll care about her when I get her back.
But right now there's something running, and we're trying to catch it.
There they are.
HITCH: Yeah, I see them.
COLE: Yup, that's Allie.
Hey, Virg, look north.
Up on the flats.
Chiricahua, I reckon.
Probably broke out of San Carlos, headed down to Mexico.
COLE: Looks like they stole horses. A lot of them ain't Indians' ponies.
HITCH: Pretty raggedy-looking bunch.
They will be a problem.
I speculate they will.
COLE: You see Allie anywhere?
HITCH: Yes, I do. ALLISON: Whoo!
[RING LAUGHING]
What is it?
Give me that thing.
There's Bragg.
ALLISON: Are you sure about that?
HITCH: I think about 10 of them.
COLE: We start shooting, they'll scatter. Won't know how many we are.
HITCH: Won't go far.
A lot of stuff they want down there.
[WHOOPING]
[MAN SPEAKING IN FOREIGN LANGUAGE]
ALLISON: No. Oh, no, no. No, stop!
RING: Hey. ALLISON: No! No!
Ring!
- No! COLE: Shoot the packhorse.
[GUNSHOT]
[GUNSHOTS]
COLE: Hey, whoa.
- Get away from there. - Get out of there.
Where do you think you're going?
- Back behind the tree. - Virgil.
COLE: You too, Allie.
Everett, get the bags off that packhorse.
RING: I knew you'd be coming after us.
Oh, you did, huh?
Where you headed?
Little town, Rio Seco, two days' ride.
COLE: While we got these hostiles to deal with...
...ain't a good idea us shooting each other.
I say we put our troubles aside till we get there.
Your word?
My word.
COLE: Mackie?
My word, Cole.
Give them their guns, Everett.
Mackie, you got some clothes in there, cover Allie up?
ALLISON: Thank you.
They've seen pretty much everything you got, Allie.
No sense hiding it now.
We'll dig in here. Keep watch.
Mackie, get up on that hillside there somewhere.
Everett, soon as Ring gets his boots on, have a look either end of this canyon.
Good to see you again, Mr. Bragg.
Virgil, how do we know they're still there?
COLE: Oh, they're still there, Allie.
RING: What the hell these son of bitches doing?
What the hell do you think they're gonna do?
BRAGG: I'll tell you what they're gonna do.
- They're gonna wait until our food's gone. - Shut up.
BRAGG: They're gonna wait until we're beat down with the heat.
About the time they smell the blood of stock that you've killed...
...because you're starving to death... - I said shut up.
I'm gonna ride up and see.
BRAGG: Hey.
Where the hell do you think you're going with my horse?
[THUNDER RUMBLING]
- Bragg owes me money. - He's my prisoner.
He stays my prisoner.
You're taking this personal, Virgil.
When we get to Rio Seco, we'll take care of the business between us.
Everett, let's go spell Mackie.
Come on.
ALLISON: Virgil?
Yes, Allie?
ALLISON: Can I come up and sit with you and Everett?
Come on.
[RUSTLING AND FOOTSTEPS]
I'm sorry, Virgil.
Stay here, Everett.
ALLISON: I'm sorry.
I was so alone, and Bragg...
Well, Ring protected me and so did his brother.
- You fuck Mackie too? - No.
It was Ring. He was in charge.
I just did what I had to do.
Everett...
...Ring kills me, do you think she'll go off with him?
I think Allie needs to be with a man.
You're a bastard.
Don't listen to him.
He tried to put his hands on me when I showed him our house.
No, Virgil. I did not.
No, Allie. Everett didn't do that.
- You believe him over me? - That's correct.
Yeah.
[CHATTERING]
I'm Virgil Cole, marshal of Appaloosa.
This is my deputy, Everett Hitch.
These are the Shelton boys. This man here is my prisoner.
He's been sentenced to hang in Yaqui for the murder of a city marshal.
I need him, uh, sequestered for a spell while I get a few things in order.
By all means, marshal.
Appreciate it.
How do I know you ain't gonna try to collect Bragg and skedaddle?
You've known me a long time, Ring. Long as I've known you.
[BELL TOLLING]
Two hours.
Stockyards.
I'll be there.
COLE: Come on, Allie.
HITCH: Kind of hard not to kiss her back a little...
...seeing's her lips were on mine.
But I held her off.
Told her we weren't with each other.
We were both with you.
She didn't care for it. Got kind of fitful.
I never met a woman like her.
Mostly I've been with whores and that squaw lady I told you about.
She speaks well and dresses fine...
...and she's good-looking...
...she can play the piano, and she cooks good...
...and she's very clean.
Chews her food nice.
But it appears she'll fuck anything ain't gelded.
I'm not certain that's quite right.
What do you think's right?
I think she wants to be with the boss stallion.
There's only one stallion in a herd.
At a time.
[KNOCKING ON DOOR]
[SPEAKING IN SPANISH]
So when I'm around, she loves me.
I think so.
When I'm not around, she loves you.
Well, it's probably not love.
When neither one of us is around, she loves Ring.
Again, not so sure I'd say love.
She love me?
What do you think?
I think she does.
You're the one should know.
You know she takes a bath every evening before she goes to bed?
I like being with her.
Nothing against it.
Just gotta get past this Ring business.
- Might not be the last time for that. - It'll be the last time with Ring.
[KNOCKING ON DOOR]
ALLISON: It's me.
Come in, Allie.
[CHUCKLING]
Well, it's all the hotel keeper could find.
You look lovely, Allie.
Truly.
Aren't either of you afraid?
Afraid?
That you might get killed?
Oh, I don't know, Allie.
Guess I don't think about it so much.
Well, I'm afraid.
But I'm afraid all the time.
Of what?
Everything.
Like what?
Hm?
Like being alone.
Like being with the wrong man.
Not having any money...
...a place to live.
I'll look out for you.
For how long?
For as long as you need.
We've done pretty well over time, Virgil.
It's always been just a job. Never been personal.
We are going up against Ring because of Bragg, right?
You can't be a lawman and let somebody take your prisoner.
[BELL TOLLING]
RING: Cole!
Like you said, you've known me a long time, long as I've known you.
Guess you made your first mistake, Virgil...
...locking your prisoner in my cousin Russell's jail.
COLE: I'll take Ring, you take Mackie, then we'll deal upstairs.
Yes, sir.
[HORSE NEIGHS]
[GRUNTING]
Virgil.
Left knee's busted.
HITCH: That happened quick. - Everybody could shoot.
ALLISON: Virgil.
Allie.
And I want you to know how embarrassed I am that you saw me...
- You know. - What?
I am mortified that you saw me with no clothes on.
Oh, Allie, it was an incomparable pleasure.
Oh, Everett.
Well, you're the one that started talking about it.
Well, I'm just grateful to you and Everett that you didn't abandon me.
Well, that is what we were hired to do.
You know, find escaped prisoners and rescue damsels in distress.
Oh, go on, the both of you.
Pretend like you were just doing what any lawman would do.
I know it in my heart and I treasure it...
...that you did what you did for me.
KATIE: That's what I was trying to say.
Allie has you in reserve.
- In reserve for what? - Everett, you ain't stupid.
Virgil dies, you replace him.
- No. - That's why she's so nice to you.
You don't think she loves Virgil?
Out here, love's pretty hard for a woman.
Mostly it's the men worry about love.
I don't know what she feels.
She probably don't know how she feels either.
She just knows he's the top hand, and she'll stay with him till he ain't.
Hello, Everett. Hello, Virgil.
What can we do for you boys?
Well, there's a been a strange, somewhat of an odd occurrence.
COLE: Occurrence?
Just came in from the telegraph office minutes ago.
It's from Judge Callison.
"Have received notice from U.S. Department of Justice.
Randall R. Bragg granted full pardon...
...for murder conviction in Yaqui County...
...by President Chester A. Arthur."
Evidently, Bragg's claim of association with our president wasn't just thrasonical.
[MUTTERS]
Boastful.
Thank you, gentlemen.
[SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY]
Why did you just thrust that in his face like that?
- I didn't. - You thrusted it in his face.
COLE: Thanks, Tilda. - Mr. Cole.
- I'll trade you... - I know what you're gonna ask.
- Here. - Do you want my drumstick too?
No. One's plenty.
I knew it.
[DOOR CREAKS AND FOOTSTEPS]
Well, by God.
Mrs. French.
Marshal. Deputy.
- Bygones be bygones. - Bragg...
...I don't know what kind of deal you worked...
...but as far as I'm concerned, you murdered Jack Bell.
Now you're standing here while I'm trying to have dinner...
...acting like you didn't.
Well, I'm sorry you feel that way.
Mrs. French.
Everett.
Gentlemen.
RAINES: Mr. Bragg. It's very nice to see you.
[CHATTERING]
Why do you think he came back here?
Pride.
It's a funny thing, Allie.
Everett.
HITCH: Good trip?
Well, Judge Callison says there ain't nothing can be done.
Bragg's attorney appealed the conviction, said the trial was unfair...
...no bodies were found, evidence was hearsay.
President granted a pardon before the appeal was even ruled on.
He's got authority over the territories. The pardon is real. It's the law.
How's Allie?
She's fine.
Virgil, I've always thought that men like us do gun work because we can.
Because we're better at it than most.
Well, it beats punching cows or digging copper.
- Yeah. - Or soldiering.
You can do it as a peace officer, get paid regularly...
...and you sort of know when to do it and how.
Sounds right.
Never taken the legal side of it too seriously.
I mean, figure it's just a way to feel easier about being a gunman.
I take it serious. What the hell am I if I don't?
[PEOPLE CHATTERING AND PIANO PLAYING]
MAN 1: I tell you, this town is changing fast.
MAN 2: That's a fine-looking sign.
MAN 1: Yup.
MAN 3: Just send me the bill. WOMAN: I will.
MAN 3: Okay.
MAN 4: Here's to you, Dixie.
Buy you a drink, Everett?
Got one.
I'll have the same, Fat. And a pretty little glass of sherry.
So where's your partner?
He refuses to come in here.
That's fine, perfectly fine.
Cigar?
Don't smoke.
Listen, I understand why you boys hold it hard against me.
But I want you to know I'm not the man I was.
I was hoping we could work together...
...once you came to see the truth of my statement.
That statement being that you're a reformed man?
I am.
The city aldermen like what's happening to the town.
You boys don't get on the right side of things, well...
...you might find yourselves without a job.
How are we doing here?
[CHATTERING]
Losing money, are you? Don't lose the hotel in one night.
Here we are, Allie. Something to warm you up a little bit.
- Well, thank you, Randall. - Sitting lonely in the corner...
Aw.
...poured into that dress. - Oh, ha-ha-ha.
HITCH: Ever seen one like that?
Olson says Bragg bought it in England.
A Herefordshire, they call it.
That is a fine beast.
HITCH: Those steers make real good eating.
One fella told me the other day Bragg had a big silver strike up in Nevada.
Another swears Bragg and some boys robbed a train down in Mexico...
...carrying gold.
I don't suppose it matters one way or the other where he got all that money.
Must be something can be done.
They ain't gonna run me off.
And Bragg's got Olson and his bunch right in his pocket.
We got hired. We can get fired.
Me and Allie got a house here.
I'm not leaving.
What are you gonna stay as?
We ain't come to that yet.
Might just make some sense to move on.
Talked this over with Allie?
She don't wanna leave either?
I got some things to say, Virgil.
I stay here, I won't be able to make a living.
I know.
- I got something else to say. - She might leave me.
Yeah.
- You saw how it was with Ring Shelton. - I ain't leaving her.
All right.
I shot a man in Tres Piedras years ago.
Only time I killed it wasn't legal.
I'm gonna be leaving.
TILDA: More coffee, Mr. Raines?
- Will there be anything else for you? - No, thank you.
HITCH: Give this to Bragg when he asks for it.
- Everett. - Just do it.
BRAGG: Long notes.
- Yes. - Yeah?
[CHATTERING AND LAUGHING]
Everett.
What the hell do you think you're doing?
You're a lying, back-shooting, cowardly son of a bitch.
BRAGG: What is this?
I'll be out in the street.
BRAGG: But you're a deputy marshal. You can't call me out.
Wallis has a gun for you.
I'm going outside. You don't come out, I'll come back in and kill you.
You think you can pull on me without your friend Cole to back you up?
Everett.
Just leave it, Virgil.
Just hold on. What's this about?
I ever ask you for anything?
Well, I'm asking you now.
Just leave it alone.
Just once, Virgil.
One favor.
HITCH: I figured I'd saved Virgil's career as a lawman...
... and given him another chance with Allie.
At least for the foreseeable future.
As for the unforeseeable...
... well, it was out there waiting for me.
I headed straight into the setting sun and rode west at an easy pace.
It was gonna be a long ride...
... and there was no reason to hurry.
[ENGLISH SDH]