Part One
MORGAN:
The money's burned. It seems your negligence has cost us dearly Mr. London. I'm afraid we're just going to have to, uh... go our separate ways. You're not much of a powder man. Good day to you, sir.
The money's burned. It seems your negligence has cost us dearly Mr. London. I'm afraid we're just going to have to, uh... go our separate ways. You're not much of a powder man. Good day to you, sir.
BUCK:
I thought we were getting paid to protect the town not escort some damn prisoner. Now, I ought to be sparkin' and snugglin' with Blossom Call this morning instead of sucking dust.
NATHAN:
That wagon should be coming over the ridge.
BUCK:
I'll tell you-- some mornings it just don't pay to get up and get out of bed.
NATHAN:
Other side of it is you ain't lose another pair of boots.
BUCK:
Well, Blossom's fella he does show up when you least expect it.
NATHAN:
Come on, boy, come on.
I thought we were getting paid to protect the town not escort some damn prisoner. Now, I ought to be sparkin' and snugglin' with Blossom Call this morning instead of sucking dust.
NATHAN:
That wagon should be coming over the ridge.
BUCK:
I'll tell you-- some mornings it just don't pay to get up and get out of bed.
NATHAN:
Other side of it is you ain't lose another pair of boots.
BUCK:
Well, Blossom's fella he does show up when you least expect it.
NATHAN:
Come on, boy, come on.
WAGON DRIVER:
Hyah! Hyah! Howdy.
NATHAN:
We're taking charge of the prisoner.
GUARD:
Terry Greer?
NATHAN:
It says right here we in charge of him from here on.
GUARD:
Well... you're welcome to him. Let's go. Come on.
BUCK:
Oh...
BUCK:
To see a woman like you step out of a prison wagon I got to tell you, ma'am, I feel like I've been struck by the sun, ma'am.
TERRY:
The sun is barely up, Mr....?
BUCK:
Buck Wilmington. At your service. I'm here to escort you to Mary Travis. And this is, uh my associate, uh, uh, Mr. Nathan Jackson. Nathan, why don't you see if the lady has any more luggage?
TERRY:
Oh, I have one more, but...
NATHAN:
Why don't you do it yourself?
BUCK:
Don't mind him, ma'am. He's just a bit ornery in the morning if you know what I mean.
TERRY:
No. Put your guns away. Now, that... was not very polite, Olivia. What do you say to these gentlemen?
Hyah! Hyah! Howdy.
NATHAN:
We're taking charge of the prisoner.
GUARD:
Terry Greer?
NATHAN:
It says right here we in charge of him from here on.
GUARD:
Well... you're welcome to him. Let's go. Come on.
BUCK:
Oh...
BUCK:
To see a woman like you step out of a prison wagon I got to tell you, ma'am, I feel like I've been struck by the sun, ma'am.
TERRY:
The sun is barely up, Mr....?
BUCK:
Buck Wilmington. At your service. I'm here to escort you to Mary Travis. And this is, uh my associate, uh, uh, Mr. Nathan Jackson. Nathan, why don't you see if the lady has any more luggage?
TERRY:
Oh, I have one more, but...
NATHAN:
Why don't you do it yourself?
BUCK:
Don't mind him, ma'am. He's just a bit ornery in the morning if you know what I mean.
TERRY:
No. Put your guns away. Now, that... was not very polite, Olivia. What do you say to these gentlemen?
OLIVIA:
Where are we?
BUCK:
Where we're going.
OLIVIA:
How can we be where we're going if we're not there yet?
BUCK:
'Cause we're almost there, and then we'll be there so we're as good as there. But not there.
OLIVIA:
Is that mustache real or fake?
BUCK:
Pull it. Ow! Don't pull it that hard.
OLIVIA:
When are we going to be there?
BUCK:
When we get there.
Where are we?
BUCK:
Where we're going.
OLIVIA:
How can we be where we're going if we're not there yet?
BUCK:
'Cause we're almost there, and then we'll be there so we're as good as there. But not there.
OLIVIA:
Is that mustache real or fake?
BUCK:
Pull it. Ow! Don't pull it that hard.
OLIVIA:
When are we going to be there?
BUCK:
When we get there.
MAN:
Hyah.
SOLDIER:
Dismount.
BUCK:
If you don't mind me saying so, Miss Greer, uh...
TERRY:
Oh, oh, it's, uh, Mrs. Greer.
BUCK:
Is there a Mr. Greer?
TERRY:
My husband died of the fever.
BUCK:
That'd be a mountain for anybody to climb but Yuma prison? That don't seem to fit the woman I see before me.
TERRY:
A, uh... a youthful indiscretion for which I paid a price.
BUCK:
Life is full of problems.
TERRY:
Well, problems are only opportunities with thorns Mr. Wilmington.
BUCK:
That is pure poetry, ma'am. ( laughs ) Please, call me Buck.
TERRY:
Can we see Mrs. Travis now... Buck?
STARKWEATHER:
Hey.
MAN 2:
Hey.
BUCK:
Oh, w-wait. I'll get that... for you, Mrs. Greer.
NATHAN:
Ma'am, why don't you come on with me.
TERRY:
Oh...
BUCK:
Okay. Come on.
OLIVIA:
I seen the way you look at my mama.
BUCK:
I was just being friendly.
OLIVIA:
You going to be my daddy?
BUCK:
That's not my plan, no.
OLIVIA:
How do I know?
BUCK:
'Cause I just told you so.
OLIVIA:
You ain't going to marry her you better stop looking at her the way you do. Put me down!
BUCK:
Fine. Excuse me.
BUCK:
Six years old she's already figuring to make some man miserable.
NATHAN:
You're the authority on that.
BUCK:
I tell you, women-- they got your number from the day they're born.
Hyah.
SOLDIER:
Dismount.
BUCK:
If you don't mind me saying so, Miss Greer, uh...
TERRY:
Oh, oh, it's, uh, Mrs. Greer.
BUCK:
Is there a Mr. Greer?
TERRY:
My husband died of the fever.
BUCK:
That'd be a mountain for anybody to climb but Yuma prison? That don't seem to fit the woman I see before me.
TERRY:
A, uh... a youthful indiscretion for which I paid a price.
BUCK:
Life is full of problems.
TERRY:
Well, problems are only opportunities with thorns Mr. Wilmington.
BUCK:
That is pure poetry, ma'am. ( laughs ) Please, call me Buck.
TERRY:
Can we see Mrs. Travis now... Buck?
STARKWEATHER:
Hey.
MAN 2:
Hey.
BUCK:
Oh, w-wait. I'll get that... for you, Mrs. Greer.
NATHAN:
Ma'am, why don't you come on with me.
TERRY:
Oh...
BUCK:
Okay. Come on.
OLIVIA:
I seen the way you look at my mama.
BUCK:
I was just being friendly.
OLIVIA:
You going to be my daddy?
BUCK:
That's not my plan, no.
OLIVIA:
How do I know?
BUCK:
'Cause I just told you so.
OLIVIA:
You ain't going to marry her you better stop looking at her the way you do. Put me down!
BUCK:
Fine. Excuse me.
BUCK:
Six years old she's already figuring to make some man miserable.
NATHAN:
You're the authority on that.
BUCK:
I tell you, women-- they got your number from the day they're born.
MARY:
Well, Terry, you're all set. I've arranged a room for you at the hotel and a job interview tomorrow at the general store in Bitter Creek.
TERRY:
Oh... uh, I thought that there was something here. I, uh, I-I want to get Olivia in school and living a normal life as soon as possible.
MARY:
We're still building this town. We want it to be a safe place to raise a child, but we're not quite there yet.
TERRY:
I-I don't want you to think that I'm not grateful for your support. After my, uh, husband passed away my trouble came out of a need to support Olivia. I was sentenced to three years for robbery.
MARY:
I understand the pain you've endured. I lost my husband, too. My son is living with his grandparents.
MORGAN:
Ladies.
MARY:
Oh, how can I help you, sir?
MORGAN:
My name's Morgan Hill, and I was, uh, planning to open an emporium where the saddle shop was and I was hoping to make the announcement soon by placing a notice in your newspaper.
MARY:
Oh, well, we offer a discount for new business, Mr. Hill. I have a rate sheet right here. There you go.
MORGAN:
Well, thank you, ma'am. I'll get this back to you later. Afternoon.
TERRY:
'Livia. I have to buy some necessities. If she could stay here...?
MARY:
Oh, of course. Hey, there.
BUCK:
(whispering) Nathan, let's go.
OLIVIA:
I'm hungry.
MARY:
Um, gentlemen perhaps you could take Olivia for a meal at the hotel?
BUCK:
Uh, well, we got to be over at the... what time we got to be at...?
NATHAN:
All this little girl has known is a prison. It won't hurt us to help her get something to eat.
BUCK:
Yeah, all right.
NATHAN:
Come on, Olivia.
MARY:
Thank you.
BUCK:
H-have you seen my watch anywhere?
NATHAN:
Your watch?
BUCK:
Yeah. Are you sure?
NATHAN:
Yeah.
BUCK:
It's, uh, silver.
NATHAN:
I know what it looks like. Maybe you left it back at the saloon. Don't worry about it.
BUCK:
That watch was a family heirloom-- my grandfather's. Meant everything to me.
NATHAN:
Well, you'll get it back just like you got your boots.
BUCK:
Ah, well, I knew where they were.
NATHAN:
Hey, what you got in your box?
OLIVIA:
It's a secret.
NATHAN:
Oh, you can tell me and Buck. We ain't going to tell nobody.
OLIVIA:
Then it wouldn't be secret.
BUCK:
Ha! You see how young they start with the secrets? Did I ever tell you about the time I lost my boots? Can you keep a secret?
WOMAN:
Come on.
NATHAN:
Olivia? Olivia!
NATHAN AND BUCK:
Olivia! Olivia!
NATHAN:
Missy, next time you decide to take a little side journey it'd be nice if you'd let us know.
BUCK:
You said it would be a fast pickup. This is the "package."
NATHAN:
Prisoner's a female.
CHRIS:
I didn't know.
BUCK:
So, what are we boys? Damn baby-sitters now?
JD:
The language around the child...
BUCK:
That is not a child. That... is a hellion.
NATHAN:
He's just a little emotional. He lost his favorite pocket watch.
BUCK:
Father's watch an heirloom. It was my grandpa's watch.
JD:
I saw you win that watch in a poker game last week.
BUCK:
Oh, well, it still had sentimental value.
JD:
Yeah.
CARD-PLAYER:
Are you going to deal those cards or are you going to get a real job?
EZRA:
I don't need to work, my friend. I get paid every time you boys sit down to a game.
Well, Terry, you're all set. I've arranged a room for you at the hotel and a job interview tomorrow at the general store in Bitter Creek.
TERRY:
Oh... uh, I thought that there was something here. I, uh, I-I want to get Olivia in school and living a normal life as soon as possible.
MARY:
We're still building this town. We want it to be a safe place to raise a child, but we're not quite there yet.
TERRY:
I-I don't want you to think that I'm not grateful for your support. After my, uh, husband passed away my trouble came out of a need to support Olivia. I was sentenced to three years for robbery.
MARY:
I understand the pain you've endured. I lost my husband, too. My son is living with his grandparents.
MORGAN:
Ladies.
MARY:
Oh, how can I help you, sir?
MORGAN:
My name's Morgan Hill, and I was, uh, planning to open an emporium where the saddle shop was and I was hoping to make the announcement soon by placing a notice in your newspaper.
MARY:
Oh, well, we offer a discount for new business, Mr. Hill. I have a rate sheet right here. There you go.
MORGAN:
Well, thank you, ma'am. I'll get this back to you later. Afternoon.
TERRY:
'Livia. I have to buy some necessities. If she could stay here...?
MARY:
Oh, of course. Hey, there.
BUCK:
(whispering) Nathan, let's go.
OLIVIA:
I'm hungry.
MARY:
Um, gentlemen perhaps you could take Olivia for a meal at the hotel?
BUCK:
Uh, well, we got to be over at the... what time we got to be at...?
NATHAN:
All this little girl has known is a prison. It won't hurt us to help her get something to eat.
BUCK:
Yeah, all right.
NATHAN:
Come on, Olivia.
MARY:
Thank you.
BUCK:
H-have you seen my watch anywhere?
NATHAN:
Your watch?
BUCK:
Yeah. Are you sure?
NATHAN:
Yeah.
BUCK:
It's, uh, silver.
NATHAN:
I know what it looks like. Maybe you left it back at the saloon. Don't worry about it.
BUCK:
That watch was a family heirloom-- my grandfather's. Meant everything to me.
NATHAN:
Well, you'll get it back just like you got your boots.
BUCK:
Ah, well, I knew where they were.
NATHAN:
Hey, what you got in your box?
OLIVIA:
It's a secret.
NATHAN:
Oh, you can tell me and Buck. We ain't going to tell nobody.
OLIVIA:
Then it wouldn't be secret.
BUCK:
Ha! You see how young they start with the secrets? Did I ever tell you about the time I lost my boots? Can you keep a secret?
WOMAN:
Come on.
NATHAN:
Olivia? Olivia!
NATHAN AND BUCK:
Olivia! Olivia!
NATHAN:
Missy, next time you decide to take a little side journey it'd be nice if you'd let us know.
BUCK:
You said it would be a fast pickup. This is the "package."
NATHAN:
Prisoner's a female.
CHRIS:
I didn't know.
BUCK:
So, what are we boys? Damn baby-sitters now?
JD:
The language around the child...
BUCK:
That is not a child. That... is a hellion.
NATHAN:
He's just a little emotional. He lost his favorite pocket watch.
BUCK:
Father's watch an heirloom. It was my grandpa's watch.
JD:
I saw you win that watch in a poker game last week.
BUCK:
Oh, well, it still had sentimental value.
JD:
Yeah.
CARD-PLAYER:
Are you going to deal those cards or are you going to get a real job?
EZRA:
I don't need to work, my friend. I get paid every time you boys sit down to a game.
CHRIS:
You should have told me it was a woman they were picking up.
MARY:
Didn't think it mattered.
CHRIS:
What a man don't know can get him killed.
You should have told me it was a woman they were picking up.
MARY:
Didn't think it mattered.
CHRIS:
What a man don't know can get him killed.
MORGAN:
Hello, Terry. You know, I've been doing things the hard way since you've been gone. Lost some men using guns and dynamite. Hell, my powder man went all to pieces on me.
TERRY:
Look, my daughter and I..
MARY:
Well, Mr. Larabee, you should read my paper. There's new money in town. We're making progress.
CHRIS:
Too much progress.
MARY:
Excuse me?
CHRIS:
I'm beginning to feel out of place.. we've been given a second chance.
MORGAN:
Now, how do you suppose you got on that newspaper lady's parole list? I still know how to grease the right palm if need be.
TERRY:
Oh, Morgan, please...
MORGAN:
Now, I've been keeping my eye on this bank over here waiting for you to get out. The federal loan money's only there for a few days so we got to go now.
TERRY:
No. No, I won't jeopardize our future.
MORGAN:
Honey, you don't cooperate, you don't have a future. Neither does that darling little girl of yours. Come on.
MAN:
Good morning.
MORGAN:
Good morning.
BANK TELLER:
May I be of service, sir?
MORGAN:
I believe you can. Uh, I'm considering the deposit of a significant sum to your institution. I have the natural businessman's concerns in these days of lawlessness.
BANK TELLER:
Then security would be foremost on your mind?
MORGAN:
Precisely.
BANK TELLER:
Our vault, sir, is imported from Paris. Two and a half centimeters steel bars. Nothing's safer this side of Chicago.
Hello, Terry. You know, I've been doing things the hard way since you've been gone. Lost some men using guns and dynamite. Hell, my powder man went all to pieces on me.
TERRY:
Look, my daughter and I..
MARY:
Well, Mr. Larabee, you should read my paper. There's new money in town. We're making progress.
CHRIS:
Too much progress.
MARY:
Excuse me?
CHRIS:
I'm beginning to feel out of place.. we've been given a second chance.
MORGAN:
Now, how do you suppose you got on that newspaper lady's parole list? I still know how to grease the right palm if need be.
TERRY:
Oh, Morgan, please...
MORGAN:
Now, I've been keeping my eye on this bank over here waiting for you to get out. The federal loan money's only there for a few days so we got to go now.
TERRY:
No. No, I won't jeopardize our future.
MORGAN:
Honey, you don't cooperate, you don't have a future. Neither does that darling little girl of yours. Come on.
MAN:
Good morning.
MORGAN:
Good morning.
BANK TELLER:
May I be of service, sir?
MORGAN:
I believe you can. Uh, I'm considering the deposit of a significant sum to your institution. I have the natural businessman's concerns in these days of lawlessness.
BANK TELLER:
Then security would be foremost on your mind?
MORGAN:
Precisely.
BANK TELLER:
Our vault, sir, is imported from Paris. Two and a half centimeters steel bars. Nothing's safer this side of Chicago.
EZRA:
King high.
CARD-PLAYER:
Ace high.
EZRA:
Well, my, my. Fortune is indeed smiling upon you today.
OLIVIA:
Nope. He's palming cards.
EZRA:
I know.
CARD-PLAYER:
You saying I cheated?
EZRA:
Oh, not at all. I'm saying you cheated badly. The queen I dealt you is tucked neatly in your right boot. I detest an amateur.
CARD-PLAYER:
Well, I'll be... taking my leave now.
EZRA:
That, I think, would be best.
CARD-PLAYER:
Tell me, uh... How'd you know?
EZRA:
Lessons will cost you extra. Good day.
BUCK:
What are you doing? You damn near got us killed, girl. Come on. Come on.
OLIVIA:
Mama don't approve of that kind of language.
BUCK:
Hey, Nathan, take this.
King high.
CARD-PLAYER:
Ace high.
EZRA:
Well, my, my. Fortune is indeed smiling upon you today.
OLIVIA:
Nope. He's palming cards.
EZRA:
I know.
CARD-PLAYER:
You saying I cheated?
EZRA:
Oh, not at all. I'm saying you cheated badly. The queen I dealt you is tucked neatly in your right boot. I detest an amateur.
CARD-PLAYER:
Well, I'll be... taking my leave now.
EZRA:
That, I think, would be best.
CARD-PLAYER:
Tell me, uh... How'd you know?
EZRA:
Lessons will cost you extra. Good day.
BUCK:
What are you doing? You damn near got us killed, girl. Come on. Come on.
OLIVIA:
Mama don't approve of that kind of language.
BUCK:
Hey, Nathan, take this.
BUCK:
Mrs. Greer, I don't mind helping out with your little one, Mrs. Greer but I got some important things to do.
TERRY:
I have business.
BUCK:
What's going on?
MORGAN:
Who the hell's this?
BUCK:
Who are you?
TERRY:
Look, he's a friend. Let him walk away. I'll do what you want.
BUCK:
Hey! Easy there, pard.
MORGAN:
Not out here. In front of the bank's no place for a dust-up. Bring him along. We'll ask him questions later.
BUCK:
Hey...
STARKWEATHER:
Get moving.
OLIVIA:
You dumping me like they did?
JD:
Absolutely not. Just thought you might be happier with your mama. Besides, the saloon is no place for a pretty lady to wait. Come here. Get down.
OLIVIA:
I want to see.
MORGAN:
Where's your little girl?
TERRY:
She's being taken care of out of town.
MORGAN:
Don't play me for a fool. I saw her with you at the newspaper office.
TERRY:
Well, she's gone now.
MORGAN:
Put her on a horse.
Mrs. Greer, I don't mind helping out with your little one, Mrs. Greer but I got some important things to do.
TERRY:
I have business.
BUCK:
What's going on?
MORGAN:
Who the hell's this?
BUCK:
Who are you?
TERRY:
Look, he's a friend. Let him walk away. I'll do what you want.
BUCK:
Hey! Easy there, pard.
MORGAN:
Not out here. In front of the bank's no place for a dust-up. Bring him along. We'll ask him questions later.
BUCK:
Hey...
STARKWEATHER:
Get moving.
OLIVIA:
You dumping me like they did?
JD:
Absolutely not. Just thought you might be happier with your mama. Besides, the saloon is no place for a pretty lady to wait. Come here. Get down.
OLIVIA:
I want to see.
MORGAN:
Where's your little girl?
TERRY:
She's being taken care of out of town.
MORGAN:
Don't play me for a fool. I saw her with you at the newspaper office.
TERRY:
Well, she's gone now.
MORGAN:
Put her on a horse.
STARKWEATHER:
Those two appear to be more than friendly.
BUCK:
Looks like these guys want to turn me on a spit.
TERRY:
I'm sorry. You, uh, do go on at the mouth a good bit but you don't seem like a bad person.
BUCK:
What do they have in mind?
TERRY:
Robbing that bank.
BUCK:
And where do you come in?
TERRY:
I'm the cracksman.
BUCK:
Excuse me?
TERRY:
Safecracker.
BUCK:
Tell them we worked together before.
MORGAN:
All right, who the hell are you?
BUCK:
Buck Wilmington.
MORGAN:
From where?
BUCK:
Oh, anyplace you can get to. Sometimes even further.
MORGAN:
In what capacity?
BUCK:
That depends on how rich the money is.
TERRY:
Buck's one of the best powder men I've ever worked with.
MORGAN:
And when'd you work with him?
TERRY:
Before you.
MORGAN:
No, I thought before me was your husband. I-I don't need a powder man.
TERRY:
You want me? He's with me.
MORGAN:
Prison gave you new dimensions, Terry. It made you bold. I like that. Just remember I'm not one to be crossed.
MORGAN:
I guess it won't hurt to keep him around here at least until we get the real insurance to keep her in line. That little girl is somewhere in town. Go find her.
STARKWEATHER:
Let's go.
Those two appear to be more than friendly.
BUCK:
Looks like these guys want to turn me on a spit.
TERRY:
I'm sorry. You, uh, do go on at the mouth a good bit but you don't seem like a bad person.
BUCK:
What do they have in mind?
TERRY:
Robbing that bank.
BUCK:
And where do you come in?
TERRY:
I'm the cracksman.
BUCK:
Excuse me?
TERRY:
Safecracker.
BUCK:
Tell them we worked together before.
MORGAN:
All right, who the hell are you?
BUCK:
Buck Wilmington.
MORGAN:
From where?
BUCK:
Oh, anyplace you can get to. Sometimes even further.
MORGAN:
In what capacity?
BUCK:
That depends on how rich the money is.
TERRY:
Buck's one of the best powder men I've ever worked with.
MORGAN:
And when'd you work with him?
TERRY:
Before you.
MORGAN:
No, I thought before me was your husband. I-I don't need a powder man.
TERRY:
You want me? He's with me.
MORGAN:
Prison gave you new dimensions, Terry. It made you bold. I like that. Just remember I'm not one to be crossed.
MORGAN:
I guess it won't hurt to keep him around here at least until we get the real insurance to keep her in line. That little girl is somewhere in town. Go find her.
STARKWEATHER:
Let's go.
OLIVIA:
You got to get my mom back.
VIN:
We plan on it, little lady.
CHRIS:
JD, take her over to the church. Tell Josiah I said to look after her till we get this thing settled.
JD:
You got it. Come on, we got to get you under wraps.
OLIVIA:
Why didn't you fight those men?!
JD:
I ain't no match for five guns. That's not to say I'm not fast. This side of Chris Larabee, I am the fastest hereabouts. There's just safety in numbers. Hey. Have you seen my cuff links?
OLIVIA:
What's a cuff link?
You got to get my mom back.
VIN:
We plan on it, little lady.
CHRIS:
JD, take her over to the church. Tell Josiah I said to look after her till we get this thing settled.
JD:
You got it. Come on, we got to get you under wraps.
OLIVIA:
Why didn't you fight those men?!
JD:
I ain't no match for five guns. That's not to say I'm not fast. This side of Chris Larabee, I am the fastest hereabouts. There's just safety in numbers. Hey. Have you seen my cuff links?
OLIVIA:
What's a cuff link?
Season One
The Magnificent
Seven (Premiere) 1 2
3
One Day Out West 1 2
Working Girls
1 2
Safecracker 1 2 Witness 1 2 Nemesis 1 2
The Collector 1 2 Manhunt 1
2 Inmate 78 1
2
Season Two
The New Law 1 2 Sins Of The Past 1 2
Love And Honor 1 2
Vendetta 1
2
Wagon Train Part One 1 2
Wagon Train Part Two 1
2
The
Trial 1 2
Chinatown 1
2
Achilles 1 2
Lady Killers 1 2
Penance
Serpents
Obsession
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