Resync: Xenzai[NEF]
Hey, I'll bet you 10 bucks
the steps of that train don't stop no more than...
1 foot from that line.
Would you try to show a little respect?
5 bucks!
Cut it out, Tom.
We're here for a funeral.
Which way is town?
Just follow the road.
You can't miss it.
You, uh, you know him?
No...
but I know that type.
I don't like it.
What do you suppose he's doing here?
We'll probably find out soon enough.
Excuse me.
Isn't anybody else getting off here?
No, sir.
Well, I guess he ain't coming.
Might as well go on with the funeral
and get it over with.
Oh, that's a good way of putting it.
You two guys could have won yourselves 5 bucks apiece.
Did, uh, anybody else get off that train...
uh, besides yourself?
No.
You know a man name of John Elder?
I know. I know of him.
Would you be afraid of him?
No.
But you must be.
That's usually why people hire me-
because they're worried about somebody
or scared.
Don't go jumping to any conclusions.
I didn't know John Elder was even in these parts.
Well, he probably isn't,
so maybe all you'll have to do to earn your money
is just hang around for a while
and then go back on another train.
Look...
I don't care what I have to do
as long as I get paid.
You'll get paid.
Go ahead.
Stow your gear in the house.
What are you hiring a gunman for, Pa?
You're too young to remember John Elder, aren't you, David?
What do the Elders have to do with us?
Not the Elders.
Just John.
Well, what does he have to do with us?
When he left here, you see,
this ranch belonged to his family.
But this is our land.
I mean, we own this.
Of course it is, son.
Sure, it is.
It's just that he might want
to figure it differently.
We need this land.
We're going to keep it.
That's a-a peculiar way
to dress for a funeral, isn't it?
Could turn out to be a lot more than a funeral.
Why, considering John Elder didn't get off the train?
That still doesn't mean he won't show up.
No, no, but even so,
the man isn't likely to shoot up his own mother's funeral,
at least, not without a pretty good reason.
He might think he's got a good reason.
Besides, there's that one that got off the train.
Whoa.
Ben,John Elder isn't wanted for anything around here.
Remember that.
He's a gunfighter.
That puts him on one side and me on the other.
You taught me that in the first place.
Almighty God, we commend the soul
of our dear and pretty sister
departed Katie Elder to your care
as we commit her body to the ground
beside her loved husband.
Katie Elder-
a woman beloved of all,
a hard-working,
honest woman.
She helped in your work, O Lord,
in a thousand ways.
She was a friend to all,
a comfort to the sick.
She has left this world a little better
for having lived in it,
and those who knew her and loved her
are better for having lived
in the warmth of her understanding.
Katie Elder lived here in Clearwater for many years.
All of us gathered here today knew her well.
She raised four sons-
John, Tom, Matt, and Bud, the youngest.
She was a woman who wanted nothing for herself,
wanted only to give rather than to receive.
She devoted her life to helping her family,
her friends.
Earth to earth,
ashes to ashes,
and dust to dust,
in the sure and certain belief
in the resurrection unto the eternal life.
O God, whose mercies cannot be numbered,
answer our prayers on behalf of Thy servant's soul
and grant her an entrance
into the land of light and joy
and the fellowship of Thy saints.
Amen.
You know, she sold me a blind horse once...
a woman, doing that to me.
She really suckered me good.
This is Katie.
She was named after your mother.
She's a handsome baby.
I just thought you would like to know it.
There's one of you missing, ain't there?
Yes, sir. John, the oldest.
He moves around a lot.
Well, if there's anything I can do...
Thank you, Parson, you've done plenty.
Done what?
Wrote a few letters?
No-No, sir.
That was a real nice sermon you gave, sir.
It wasn't enough.
She belonged to have pretty words spoke over her,
and I didn't do it.
I thought you spoke good, Parson, real good.
Not good enough.
Not for her.
But I don't suppose you'd know that.
Billy.
Hello,John.
You ought to have better sense than that-
coming up behind a man.
You're as fast as you used to be,
maybe faster.
Been, uh, getting lots of practice?
Still haven't got a newspaper around here, huh?
No, but we have a gossip about every 20 feet.
Why did you come into town the back way?
You figuring on trouble?
There's always somebody looking for some.
Clearwater's no different than any other town,
but that's one thing I don't want, Billy-
trouble.
How long you planning to stay?
Well, I don't know. I just got here.
People usually let you take your hat off
a- fore they ask you to leave.
Well, I'm not asking you to leave,John.
I'm just asking how long you figure to stay.
Is there any reason why I shouldn't stay?
Well, uh, yes.
As a matter of fact, there's a couple of reasons.
For one, this ain't your home anymore,John.
You gave that up some years ago.
Go on.
And two, another man came to town today.
I understand he's real good with a gun.
Who is he?
I don't know. He's a stranger.
But I understand he hires out.
And three, I've got myself a young deputy.
He's real conscientious about his job.
Am I wanted for anything, Billy?
No.
Then I got a good idea.
Yeah?
You send that conscientious young deputy of yours
to run that other fella out of town.
Well, now, I guess that'd be one way of doing it.
The only thing is, he's not wanted for anything, either.
I come to town to see my ma buried, Billy,
and after that, to maybe say hello to my brothers.
Any objections?
Well, no.
Fine.
You want to see the boys, go that way.
You won't have to go through town.
The ranch is over there.
Not anymore.
Morgan Hastings owns it now.
Kate was living in the Lupin place when...
she, uh...
died.
When did that happen, Billy?
Your pa was killed about six months ago.
Who did it?
I haven't been able to find out.
John...
don't do anything foolish.
You've been trying real hard not to tell me something, Billy.
What is it?
Hey, you know that man that didn't get off the train,
the one that you and I ain't scared of?
What about him?
He's back.
How do you know it's him?
He's a big fella- about 6'4", 200 pounds.
Tough-looking.
If there's any trouble,
make it look like self-defense.
Now, nobody told me about John Elder until I got here,
and I ain't about to let him draw first.
You'll do nothing unless I tell you to.
All right, you tell me...
but I'll handle it my own way.
I knew it.
Now the Elders are going to be asking
how we got the old man's place.
Stick to your bookkeeping.
I'll handle the Elders.
You know, it's not going to be easy.
Nothing comes easy.
You want to own a town,
you got to put out something.
I was so little when you and John left-
Is he as fast with a gun as everyone says?
Fast?
When he was a kid, he was the fastest.
I was afraid to be in the same room.
But let me point one thing out, kid-
That work doesn't pay too well.
I recommend my line of work.
Yeah... larceny.
Well, the hours are better,
and you get shot up a lot less.
Just the same, I wish he'd showed up.
You can stop wishing.
He's here.
John.
Matt.
Been a long time.
Time ain't made you any prettier to look at.
Tom!
It hasn't helped you any, either.
Don't tell me this is the kid!
Yep.
Kid? I'm almost 18!
18, huh?
Bud's starting college this year.
College- How about that?
When I went to school,
if anybody got past 4 plus 4 is 8,
I cried.
Well, Ma...
Ma said she wanted me to go.
Yeah.
You, uh, got here a little late,John.
We just got back from the funeral.
Well, I was there, Matt,
watching from a hill.
Katie wouldn't have wanted any trouble.
Oh, it never stopped you before.
How did she die?
Well, Doc Isdell said she just wore herself out.
She had a stroke and couldn't talk,
then the preacher wrote you them letters.
I came back to see her about three years ago.
Yeah, for money to put into that hardware business.
At least I came. That's more than you did.
It didn't matter to Katie about me.
I never was her favorite.
Well, it seems that you and Bud
were the only ones that saw Ma in the last few years.
Like Matt says, I've been away, too.
Yeah, well...
Is it true what they say about you?
Only the bad things, Bud.
How many men have you killed?
You better ask Tom that.
He seems to know more about me than I do,
and that's pretty smart,
considering we haven't seen each other for 10 years.
Well, I'm asking you. How many?
What did Katie tell you?
Not Mom, other people.
Whoa.
Well, howdy, Miss Gordon.
Hello, Bud.
Miss Mary runs a boardinghouse.
These are my brothers, ma'am-
Hello, Matt... Tom.
Hello,John.
It's been a long time.
Say, you're not that skinny little kid
that lived next to the Fergusons, are you?
No.
I'm the skinny little kid
who lived next door to the Mastersons.
I hate to break in on your grief,
but you'll need some food.
Katie asked me to look in on you...
if you came to the funeral.
That's, uh, mighty nice of you, ma'am.
I wasn't doing it for you,
or any of you.
I'm doing it because Katie asked me to.
She liked that rocker.
She seemed to have confided
a great deal in you, Miss Gordon.
Maybe if she'd had some of her sons around her,
she wouldn't have had to confide in strangers.
She told me what fine men you were-
never forgetting your mother,
sending her money regular,
helping her send Bud through school.
She was so proud of you...
her tall sons,
for whom she kept making up lies
so she could hide her shame.
Blamed Texas for taking her sons.
"Texas is a woman," she used to say,
"a big, wild, beautiful woman.
You get a kid raised up to where he's got some size,
and there's Texas,
whispering in his ear and smiling,
saying, 'Come on out with me and have some fun. "'
"It's hard enough to raise children anyplace,"
she'd say,
"but when you got to fight Texas,
a mother hasn't a chance. "
That's why she pushed Bud so hard.
She let Texas beat her with the rest of you.
She was going to see Bud through college or die.
Well... she died.
Miss Gordon?
Tell me, why did she set so much store by this rocker?
Your pa gave it to her as a present.
She wouldn't have swapped it for a diamond ring.
Well, thanks for being so...
nice to her.
Nice to her?
More like she was nice to me, or anybody.
She deserved better from her own.
Miss Gordon, we-
I see you're still wearing your gun.
Anybody hungry?
Hey, I'll bet you 10 to 1 she's a good cook, too.
Oh. I'm glad I didn't bet.
I'd have lost.
How did anybody in this... family
ever get to college?
Well, I didn't want to go to college.
It was either that or jail.
For what?
They said I stole a horse.
People are trying to stick me
with things like that all the time.
Did you steal it?
I rode him, but I didn't steal him.
Ma wouldn't back me up.
She'd been after me to go anyway,
so I went.
You went where?
To the School of Mines.
It was September the 3rd.
The train got to go
the week before school started,
and I went to Colorado Springs
and clumb Pikes Peak.
Why?
Well, it was there.
Just a minute.
You done what to Pikes Peak?
I clumb it.
Not clumb. Climbed.
What's the difference? I got to the top.
There's lots of difference.
There ain't no such word as clumb.
What about the horse?
She went to a lot of bother
to get you an education.
Why don't you use it?
Why did you steal the horse?
I didn't steal it.
I was in bed,
and I heard someone talking,
so I looked out the window.
It was old man Hyselman yammering at Ma,
claiming I stole his gray horse.
A gray horse? What did Katie say?
Well, she jawed right back,
told him to go look if he wanted.
They went in the barn,
and darned if he didn't come out
leading his horse.
Ma hanging her head, saying, "Yes, sir. "
Then she come in all scared.
Ma scared?
I never saw her like that.
She said he was coming back with the sheriff
and I'd better get out of the state.
I took off my pants,
put on my blue suit,
and left on the train.
That ain't much of a story.
I liked the part where he changed his pants.
I was just starting to get interested.
Oh, very funny. Ha ha.
Oh...
funny.
Bud,
how long did Ma live here?
Well...
we moved over just after Pa died.
1,200 acres of the best land anywhere.
I wonder why she sold.
A woman couldn't run a big spread by herself.
It must have brought some money.
Let's go to the bank, settle up.
We'll split it four ways.
31/2 would be more like it.
Bud needs money for college.
I ain't going back to college.
I'm going with him.
There's just one little thing you're forgetting-
You ain't been invited.
I'd take you with me,
but I don't know where I'm going.
I ain't going where I've already been.
I can take care of myself.
What do you say we settle everything first
and talk about him later?
Now you're talking.
First we better find out
if she left any debts.
Debts?
What debts?
The funeral, for one thing.
Which one of you paid for that?
She probably owes a debt at the store.
That can't be much.
Tom, I'm going to Hyselman's.
You and Bud go to Peevey's store.
Matt, you talk to Dr. Isdell.
We'll meet back at the bank.
Well, howdy, Bud.
You don't look any different
than when you first went to college.
I expected him to come back
with a flat hat with a tassel
and wearing glasses, maybe,
and looking kind of smart.
Mr. Peevey, you remember my brother Tom?
Howdy.
I was sorry to hear about your ma.
There ain't much a man can say,
excepting I miss her
as much as I'd miss my own ma.
We came to see about Ma's bill.
We'd like to settle up.
Oh. I think I have it inside.
Come right in.
Let me see now.
Here it is.
Well, how much is that?
$6.20.
I'll cut you for it.
High card, double or nothing.
Hey, Ma!
Yes, sonny?
How much were those dresses Katie Elder made?
I thought you paid her.
No, dear. I haven't paid for them yet.
Why not?
The Elder boys want to settle up.
4 dresses, 2.50 apiece,
and 2 guitar lessons at 50 cents apiece.
4 dresses at 2.50 apiece
and 2 guitar lessons at 50 cents.
That means that I owe you
$4.80.
Your ma took guitar lessons?
I figured, in her old age,
she could earn a living
playing the guitar in the saloon.
Want to hear her?
No, thank you, Mr. Peevey.
Some other time.
Oh. Don't forget your money.
Thank you.
Drop in anytime.
I wish I could tell you
that you owed me a hundred dollars,
but you don't.
She came in here one day
with a big gray horse to sell.
She said, "Henry, go get your gray horse. "
Well, sir, they made as pretty a matched team
as you ever want to see,
so I said, "What's your price, Katie?"
She said, "One funeral. "
And I-I said, "Whose?"
She said, "Mine. " That's the way it was.
That the same gray horse that Bud stole?
You heard about that?
Yeah.
Katie and I rigged that up
to scare Bud into going to college.
I put that horse in her barn myself
and come back yelling like a Comanche.
Her screaming back at me like she was-
Oh, she was a wise one, your ma.
And my dad...
you buried him, too.
Didn't you, Henry?
Yeah.
High-spirited, he was.
He wasn't a man to back down to anyone.
I remember the time
he was challenged by old Thad to a duel-
your daddy being the challenged body,
he had choice of weapons.
It being the 4th of July,
he says, calm as you please,
"I choose Roman candles. "
Well, sir,
they stepped off the 10 paces,
lit the Roman candles with the cigars,
and they started popping.
Old Thad dark as thunder,
Bass laughing and yelling.
Blue and red balls of fire
bouncing off him.
Him laughing so hard,
he's missing Thad by 6 feet.
Finally, one of those balls of fire
landed in your daddy's pants.
He grabs his bottom,
ran for the watering trough,
and set down in it.
Ha ha ha!
It was the funniest duel I ever saw.
I declare it was.
How'd he die, Henry?
Uh...
from what I could see,
it was from being shot in the back.
Did anybody ever find out who did it?
I don't know anything about those things.
Better ask Billy or Ben Latta.
All right, Henry.
I figured he'd go to the bank
and maybe to the store.
I wonder what he was doing at Hyselman's so long.
You want me to ask him?
Yeah. Wouldn't hurt to ask.
But just talk.
Well...
Mr. Venner.
Come in.
Looks like you were expecting us.
I thought you might stop by.
Yes, sir. We came over
to settle the estate.
There's nothing left to settle.
Nothing?
She didn't leave a dollar.
She had money here last year.
She paid for my schooling.
She must have left something.
She must have gotten something
out of the old place.
That what she told you?
She never said anything.
I took it for granted.
Where'd she get her money?
Fine time to start worrying.
I watched her struggle for years-
giving guitar lessons for coffee,
fancy sewing to pay for your clothes, Bud.
Never a word out of her,
except to praise you.
Have you looked into her closet?
At her clothes?
I'll tell you what you'd find-
one blue dress for winter
and one gray dress for summer.
What about the Lupin place?
She didn't own the Lupin place.
I- The bank let her have it
for a roof over her head.
Of course she paid rent.
Oh, Katie wouldn't take anything off of anybody.
Not with her sons sending her money.
Now, if you plan to stay on here,
you'll find that... Clearwater's changed.
Big business coming in.
We don't want any bad reputations around here.
Good day, gentlemen.
Mr. Venner,
what did she do with the money
she got from the ranch?
Ma wouldn't just give that spread away.
I wouldn't know about that.
Did you keep records?
We had a fire.
Sorry, but I can't remember every transaction.
Good day.
Every transaction or just this one?
Well...
I'd be obliged if you'd use the front entrance.
Your time will come
to be carried out the other way.
What was John Elder doing in here?
Talking.
Anyway, I don't see it's any of your affair.
I'm making it my affair.
Who are you?
Mr. Hastings wants to know,
and he sent me to find out.
I don't care if Mr. Hastings wants to know.
Oh, yes. I can see
where Mr. Hastings might be worried
about what I might be talking about
with Johnny Elder.
So you tell me, huh?
No, I won't.
Get out of here.
Ha ha ha!
Ha ha ha ha!
Hey!
You all right?
Yeah.
Who is he?
I don't know. I never seen him before.
He works for Morgan Hastings.
He wanted to know what we were talking about.
Morgan Hastings?
Yeah.
He's a man who moved in,
bent on taking over the whole county.
He owns your ma's old place now.
Well, I came back to...
ask you if you'd see after Mom's grave
when you have a chance.
No, no. I'd be obliged if you'd keep your money.
Looking after Katie would be a privilege.
Thanks, Henry.
Thank you.
It take you that long
to give him a couple bucks?
Let's go take a look at the old place.
What for?
Let's say I'm homesick.
Boy, everything sure has changed, hasn't it?
Remember we used to fool around
on that big old barn?
Tom, I was only a kid
the time you fell from the loft.
You weren't even born.
Besides, I was pushed.
Somebody always kept pushing me out of that loft.
That's 'cause you bounced so good.
Everybody in the family kept bragging
about how good you bounced.
Well, let's bounce on down.
Howdy.
This here is private property.
We're looking for a man named Morgan Hastings.
That's my father.
But he's not here.
He won't be back all day.
Then maybe you could give us some information.
See, this place used to be ours,
and now it's yours.
We'd like to ask you some questions.
I won't answer any questions.
You better get off this property.
Wait a minute, sonny. Don't get riled.
We're not-
I'm ordering you to get off this property.
Having trouble, Dave?
Yeah.
No trouble, mister.
I'm John Elder, and these are my brothers.
I ordered them off this property,
and they won't go.
That's not strictly true.
I won't take any more trouble from you.
Any more trouble?
Him, he worked a fella over in town,
and now you won't leave this man's property.
Well, either you'll leave peaceful,
or I'll put you all under arrest.
Now I don't think we'd take too kindly
to being arrested, mister.
That ain't going to make much difference
one way or the other.
See? Now we ain't arrested.
You're going to be in serious trouble,
resisting an officer.
We're going in with you, mister,
straighten this out,
but we ain't going in looking guilty.
Get on your horse.
We'll be back.
Billy. Billy, you got to see this.
Come on, come on.
What happened, Ben?
He got a little careless.
I ordered them off the Hastings place,
and they jumped me.
We came in to straighten this out.
He had no right arresting us.
He's wearing a badge.
We weren't looking for trouble,
just some answers.
Next time it might be a good idea
to wait till I tell you
to light out after somebody.
All right, you Elders, take off.
Go on. I'll talk to Billy.
I'm going with him.
Billy.
Ever since I got home,
somebody's either asking me to leave
or pulling a gun on me.
You can't expect a gunfighter
to be treated like a hero.
I'm no gunfighter.
You're his brother.
I've seen unfriendly towns before.
I can handle that.
At Katie's grave, you said
the last thing you wanted was trouble.
It's up to you, Billy.
You drive me out, I'll be back.
That goes for me, too.
Why can't we get straight answers?
Why didn't you tell us
Bass was shot in the back?
Does it make much difference
which direction the bullet came from?
Yes, if you're trying to find out
whether he was murdered or not.
Well, uh, what do you want to know?
What happened to our old place?
If Pa sold it, there'd have been some money.
Not if he gambled it away.
Is that what happened?
Hastings says so,
and I see no reason to doubt him.
He had six witnesses to prove it.
Your, uh, your pa must have been pretty drunk.
He was going to be a better provider for Katie,
win a fortune for her.
I don't know how she put up with him.
She loved him.
That was enough for her.
We all loved him, Billy.
It's just that when he got to gambling,
hitting that bottle...
How long after that card game
was he shot?
Same night.
Well, now, wouldn't you say
that was a little coincidental, Billy?
Well, now, uh...
even if I did, I couldn't prove it.
Maybe we can help you.
I don't need any help.
And isn't it a little late
to be wondering what happened?
Who shot him, Billy?
John, uh...
stop digging around.
All it'll get you is trouble.
Trouble.
Hastings.
Miss Gordon, I, uh...
want to talk to you about, uh, Katie's things.
Didn't have much,
but we'd be pleased,
and I'm sure she'd want you to have...
anything of hers that you liked,
like...
maybe the rocking chair
and things like that.
Why, thank you,John.
I'd like that very much.
Fine. Well...
I'll bring them by.
I can't stand a man
that forces himself on a girl
who wouldn't be caught dead with him.
They're sure a fine pair, Mr. Hastings.
The finest.
Southern hospitality, huh?
Sorry, sir.
I was just feeling the balance
of this beautiful weapon.
Finest brace of dueling pistols ever made.
You're two of the Elder boys.
That's right.
I'm sorry about your mother.
She was a wonderful woman.
Just wonderful.
Thank you.
After your father lost the ranch
and passed on,
I offered to pay her for the ranch,
but she wouldn't hear of it.
Well, now, why would you do that?
Guilt, Mr. Elder.
Yes. Guilt.
I wanted the ranch, yes.
I needed it.
This town can grow and become important,
but it needs water power for a mill.
The ranch had the water power,
but I... intended to buy it,
not...
win it in a card game.
Well, Mr. Hastings, no offense meant,
but could we see the paper
that transferred the ranch?
Certainly. Of course.
You have every right to.
Why, it's right here.
Yes. Here it is.
This is where your father made his mark.
He couldn't write, remember?
And the signatures of the other witnesses.
You're one of these witnesses?
Of course.
All the rest of these witnesses work for you?
Occasionally, yes.
What was the game you were playing
the night Dad lost the ranch?
The game? Oh, blackjack.
Blackjack?
You sure it was blackjack?
Of course I'm sure.
You know what Pa always told us-
He wouldn't be caught dead playing blackjack.
Shoot the first one of his kids
he saw playing it.
Thought it was a woman's game.
Tell me, Mr., uh, Hastings,
you know all the people in this town.
Who do you think was the dirty rat
that killed our pa?
Why ask me?
Well, we aim to find out.
The way I remember it,
we started playing blackjack with Pa
when we were 3 or 4.
Yeah, well, we know that,
but Hastings doesn't.
Oh.
Hey, Bud.
"Katie Duane...
born Ohio. " No date.
"Married Bass Elder, September 8, 1850,
Clearwater, Texas. "
We better keep this.
Why? Let's raffle it off.
So we'll give half the money to the parson.
Listen, I think we ought to get her a nice stone
for her grave.
A big stone with nice writing,
what you call a...
A monument.
She'd like a monument.
Why spend money for a hunk of stone?
Because it seems to me
there ought to be something to remember her by.
The Ritters got their mother
a marble angel pointing her finger.
At who?
Nobody. Pointing up, like this.
O.K. A marble angel.
Does it have to be an angel?
Besides, take the Ritters' angel-
some kid shot her finger off.
Now it looks like she's shaking her fist.
How about a marble lamb?
How about a horse?
A horse?
For a grave?
Well, Ma loved horses.
Not that much.
How'd you like a horse atop you for all eternity?
What's happened to all of us?
You said she'd like a monument.
But not that kind.
She wanted one of us, her family,
to amount to something.
Well, she sure drew a flat blank zero.
Not yet.
Not if Bud goes back to school.
Hold on.
That's the monument she wants.
One of you go and amount to something.
It's too late for us.
I'm not going to be no monument.
I'm going with you.
We'll be famous like the Dalton brothers.
Yeah, they're famous,
but they're just a bit dead.
They were hung.
Oh.
We keep the book.
Horses...
John.
Good evening, Mary.
I, uh, brought the things.
Come on in.
This is a nice room.
Thank you.
How about...
right here?
That's fine.
This is very thoughtful of you,John.
Whenever I sit in it, I'll think of Katie.
I brought your things back,
and also...
we thought you should have this.
But it's your family Bible.
You keep it.
No. A lot of the places I go,
it wouldn't fit in.
All right. I'll keep it,
but it's yours whenever you want it back.
These are yours, too.
I know they weren't meant for an outsider,
but, well, Katie wanted me to know about you.
I don't mind.
You stopped writing so long ago.
One of her real pleasures
was reading over your old letters.
After learning them by heart,
she gave them to me to read.
It's amazing anyone could read them.
My handwriting isn't exactly a thing of beauty.
But what you wrote was...
at first.
Then I began to notice a change.
Your ma never did, but I did.
Everybody changes.
Not the way you did.
When I began hearing things about you,
it wasn't even the same man who wrote those letters.
You're hunting who killed your father, aren't you?
I sure am.
Whoever killed Bass probably stole the ranch from Katie.
That's the least I can do for her.
Why, so you can even a score, kill again,
maybe in front of Bud
so he can idolize his tough brother?
Don't let Bud worship you
because you're a killer.
All Katie wanted was Bud to go to college,
to make the Elder name stand for something.
I'll be leaving now.
Thank you again for this.
Why wouldn't Katie want me to find Bass' killer?
Because all that means is more killing,
and Katie hated killing.
Bud, how much money you got on you?
Me? Where would I get any money?
You got nearly 5 bucks from Peevey.
Spend my own money for a drink?
Pa would leave his grave.
Never spend your own money for booze, kid.
Watch me. You just watch.
Two whiskeys.
Thank you. Thank you, sir.
Well... down.
Bartender.
Yes, sir.
Hey, can a fella get a drink on credit around here?
Sorry.
I'll get us another drink.
Ah...
a beauty.
We'll get a drink
'cause we're having a raffle.
Raffle what?
My eye. My glass eye.
Who wants a chance on a made-to-order eye?
Now, wait a minute.
If you're that thirsty, I'll buy the drink.
Thanks, but you wouldn't accept a drink
if you couldn't return the favor.
Certainly not.
All right. 50 cents a chance,
just 4 bits to win a $22 eye.
Why not? I always wanted a third eye.
You want to play poker or kid games?
Kid games. I'm losing money.
I'm in.
All right.
Don't touch it, now. Look but don't touch.
I'm in.
Yeah. Lay that money down here.
Never seen such a thing.
That's 9.
I got 7.
Well, that's 17, 18, 19...
$9.50. I need one more
for an even 10 bucks.
There it is. I want that eye.
All right!
Now, let's see.
We need 19 white chips and 1 blue one.
The man that draws the blue chip is the winner
of that beautiful little eye.
Shake them up good, Bud.
Who was first in?
I was.
You get first draw.
Let's see who's the lucky winner-
Well, let's see who's going to win.
Get in there.
This tall, good-looking gentleman, go ahead.
See what you come out with.
Don't just stand there.
Ha ha ha!
Seem to be all white chips.
Hold it, hold it.
This gentleman took two chances.
You're entitled to two draws.
May Lady Luck smile on you.
Let's see...
He got it!
I got her!
Give me my eye.
It's over there. It's over there.
You know, I might just have it made
into a stick pin for Sunday.
Ned, how much will you take for it?
Take for my peeper?
You'll profit. How about $3.00?
No. She's my good luck piece.
There goes my wedding.
My girl saw me with my patch once. She turned away.
You look all right to me.
Pretend you're a girl, and you'd understand
it spoils my manly beauty, right, boys?
Sell it back!
All right, all right!
I'll sell her, but $5.00.
Split the difference and I'll buy you a drink.
Done.
Whiskey for the gentleman.
Give me one and one for the kid.
There.
Just a min-
Aren't you going to put it back in?
Put it back? It'd be a little crowded in there.