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Part Two
MAUDE:
I understand they found the boy. EZRA: Yeah, scared out of his wits but we found him. MAUDE: Poor boy. You've ingratiated yourself quite well with this town. EZRA: I've made a few acquaintances, nothing more. MAUDE: A position rife with opportunity Wouldn't you say? I found the perfect mark-- a Mr. Wheeler owns the hotel. In fact he and I are spending this very evening together. EZRA: Really? MAUDE: We'll use the same con we pulled in Chicago. You know, the cotton gin investment. EZRA: No. MAUDE: Excuse me? EZRA: I said no. Is that clear? The answer is no. MAUDE: Now, now... EZRA: Listen, mother, I've got this town believing that they can trust me to protect it from people like you... hell, from people like me. MAUDE: I thought that protection job was just a front. EZRA: Well, of course it is. MAUDE: Now, you haven't gone and joined the ranks of the employed, have you? Now, that would be undignified. Ezra... Ezra... What a waste of your god-given gifts. I raised you better than that. EZRA: R-raised me? Did you say raised me? Come on, now, mother. You didn't raise me as well as, uh... as a stray cat raises a litter. You-you dumped me. Remember? At every aunt and uncle's house you could find. Unless, of course, you needed me... for a con. MAUDE: I taught you a trade. I did the best I could. I'm sorry if it wasn't good enough. JOSIAH:
Satan's up to his old tricks again, eh? VIN: Yep. And apparently, he's using a .44 these days. JOSIAH: Except this time Satan ain't no all-powerful demon. If he was, he'd know Billy couldn't finger him. CHRIS: Yet. VIN: So, how we going to flush this guy out? JOSIAH: Could put an advert in Mary's newspaper. CHRIS: You know... advertising might not be a bad idea. JD:
Hey, Buck, Josiah. Did you hear that Mrs. Travis and the boy are leaving? JOSIAH: Already? JD: Yep. JOSIAH: I thought he was planning on staying for a month. BUCK: Hey, Nathan, did you hear the Travis boy's leaving? NATHAN: Billy? He leaving already? JD: Yep. JOSIAH: You know what made him change his mind, JD? JD: I'm not for sure but I imagine the scare he got in this town helped. JOSIAH: Tough world. VIN: You have a nice trip, pard. Mrs. Travis. Billy when you get home... ELLIOT: Look here. VIN: ...I want you to write me a letter about how many jack rabbits you saw. MARY: Thank you. Thanks to all of you. JD: Bye now. Bye, Billy! Have a safe trip! Say hi to the Judge for me, will you?! Bye, Mrs. Travis! Bye-bye! BUCK: Hey. They're gone. JD: Oh. BUCK: Let's go. COACHMAN:
Hyah! Git! Hyah! VILLAIN: Hold it, there. COACHMAN: Don't shoot. Whoa! VILLAIN: Hold it up, there. Hold up. COACHMAN: Whoa! VILLIAN: Hold up that coach. COACHMAN: Whoa! You boys lookin' to rob me? VILLAIN: Shut up, old man. BUCK: Hey. MARY: ( screams ) A child! A little boy! What kind of animals are you?! God! BUCK: Ma'am... VILLAIN: Get her off of me. MARY: No! No! BUCK: Let's go. MARY: That was for Billy. BUCK: Get up. CHRIS:
We're going to stay here in your old house until your ma gets back. It's safe, Billy. STEVEN: You're making a mistake. MAN: Keep your nose out of our business. STEVEN: Don't do this, Frank. CHRIS: You know, you don't have to do this. Listen, Billy I've met the devil. More than once. And he ain't beat me yet. All right. VIN:
All right, string him up! JD: Back up boy. Back up. Come on, bring him up, Boys. VILLAIN: ( muffled talking ) BUCK: Hey. Hey. We're not going to leave her alone with him, are we? VIN: I ain't going to argue with her. Now, you look like a smart feller. How many times we going to have to drop you on your head before your neck breaks? BUCK: Now, Mister, I know you're not from around here but only a fool takes money from a stranger to do a killing. Now, I know you're not a fool, are you? VILLAIN: ( muffled groaning ) VIN: Huh?! Maybe we should ask his friend. BUCK: Yeah. Let's ask his friend. ( gunshot ) VILLAIN: ( muffled yelling ) VIN: Well, too late for that. BUCK: Now, we don't need A name, son but we do need a description. VIN: Just a little description. BUCK: I can't hear a word this boy's saying. Can you? VIN: No. JD: Maybe you should try your animal maggotism on him, Buck. BUCK: It's animal magnetism, boy. And you can plainly see it only works on the ladies. EZRA: Gentlemen, if I may, this sack of manure is getting heavy. VILLAIN: ( muffled yelling )( laughing ) BUCK: Whoo, that was lucky! You ready to start talking now? VILLAIN: Whatever you want to know. What he looked like... What he wore, drank... I swear. Just let me down. Please, let me down. CHRIS:
You're pretty good at that. Your pa teach you? Bet you miss him a lot, huh? Billy... it wasn't your fault. BILLY: I was scared. Bet you've never been scared. CHRIS: You'd lose that bet. It was after I lost someone real special. Someone a lot like you. Most scared I've ever been was having to go on without him. Sometimes the bravest thing you can do is to keep on living. ELLIOT:
Afternoon. VIRGINIA: Sorry I'm late, papa. You sell Mrs. Travis' house? ELLIOT: Not yet. VIRGINIA: I'm afraid she's got some squatters. ELLIOT: Squatters? VIRGINIA: I passed it on my way out here. I think I saw someone go inside. ELLIOT: Well, I'll send somebody out... BUCK: Let's go. Come on! VIN: Lock 'em up, Boys. ELLIOT: You go on home without me. VIRGINIA: Where you going, Papa? ELLIOT: You just go on. VIRGINIA: But Mama said... ELLIOT: Go! Is the boy with them? GUARD: Don't look like it. ELLIOT: Get Jack and Willie. Meet me at the old Travis place at 10:00. MAUDE:
You raise them, you shower them with love and what happens? They grow up to despise you. What's the point in having them in the first place? WHEELER: Well, I wouldn't know, ma'am. I never had any. MAUDE: Smart man. And good-looking. It's a deadly combination. EZRA: Bartender! A whiskey, if you please. Well, we saved him. He's safe and sound. MAUDE: Saved who? EZRA: The Travis boy. MAUDE: Well, bully for you, Ezra. Now you can return him to the mother who cares. EZRA: ( chuckles ) Oh, my, my, how foolish of me. I actually thought you might take some maternal pride in all this but I forgot, you are bereft of such instincts. WHEELER: Perhaps... I should be going. EZRA: No, no. Don't bother. I'm the one who's going. MAUDE: Where? To protect some little lost kitten? ( laughs ) EZRA: Touche. As a matter of fact, I'm going back to the jail to find out who hired those men. Then I'm going to hunt the bastard down... MAN: Uh-huh. EZRA: ...and rip his throat out. MAUDE: How pleasant. EZRA: Well, then... I won't invite you to watch. MAN: Good idea. They shouldn't be doing that. ( men voicing support ) MAUDE: Vultures. Please don't feel obliged to stay. I just don't fancy watching a man being dismembered. WHEELER: Di... dis-membered? MAUDE: That's what a mob does to people who prey on little children. Oh, I've seen it before. Eyes gouged. Limbs torn clean off. Innards yanked out. WHEELER: Excuse me, ma'am, but I really do have to go. MAUDE: Well, certainly, Mr. Wheeler. WHEELER: Call of nature. JOSIAH:
Going somewhere? WHEELER: It was all an act in there, wasn't it? Uh, this is a mistake. Uh... you've got it all wrong. VIN: Why are you running? WHEELER: Mary... It-it wasn't my idea. I-I had to go along with it. I had no choice. JOSIAH: You always got a choice. WHEELER: You don't understand. You see, Steven was digging into the land deeds... And, uh... He would've found out that they were fake. VIN: So you killed him. WHEELER: Oh, God, no. No! No, It wasn't me. I just wanted to talk to him. I-I wanted to get him to back off. He-he was going to cost me everything, Mary. I swear! I tried to stop it. I protected Billy as long as I could... I... and it wasn't my idea to hire those men. I wanted to let Billy go. Mary, please, you've got to believe me. VIN: I'm about to land you in a shallow grave. Now, you'd best tell me who your partner is and where we can find him. ( creaking ) (gunshot) ( Chris groans ) MAN: Go around the side. ( groaning ) ELLIOT: He'll have to come out of there now. MAN: It's going to burn down. CHRIS: Come on, Billy. Come on. ( groaning ) Billy, we're going to have to make a run for the barn, all right? You ready? Go, Billy, go! Go! Stay down! Don't stop, Billy. Run, Billy! The barn, Billy! ELLIOT: They're in the barn! Get up. Damn you. BILLY: But I want to stay with you. CHRIS: You'll be all right. Keep your head down. Ride as fast as you can, Billy, go! ( gunfire )( groaning )( gun clicks ) ELLIOT: Hold it! I got him. You should have stayed out of this. ( cocks pistol )( horse neighing ) BILLY: No! CHRIS: Get down! Get down! EZRA: Drop it. JD: Hey! BUCK: That's enough. MARY: Billy! BILLY: Mommy...? MARY: It's all right, sweetheart. You're safe now. It's all right, Billy. NATHAN: Let me see that arm, Chris. ( light chime tinkling ) BILLY: He killed my father. CHRIS: It's over, Billy. He'll pay for what he did. EZRA:
Listen, Mother... about some of the things that were said the other night, I... MAUDE: Good-bye, Buck. BUCK: Oh! Now, Ma'am, you have yourself a good trip. MAUDE: Thank you. What's that smell? BUCK: Smell? MAUDE: Like animal, or something. ( sniffs ) P.U.! Well, it was nice meeting you. EZRA: What on earth was all that about? MAUDE: Nothing. Now, what were you saying? EZRA: Well, I just wanted to say with all that's going on I just didn't want you to feel as though I feel... JD: Thank you, ma'am. MAUDE: Don't mention it. Yes? EZRA: Well, although harsh words were spoken I want you to know that, uh... in my heart... JOSIAH: Uh, ma'am. I do believe I'll die if you leave. EZRA: Penniless. MAUDE: So nice to meet you. I'm sorry, darling. EZRA: Well, I... I just want you to... Take care of yourself. MAUDE: I always do, Son. Good-bye. EZRA: Good-bye. JOSIAH: Extraordinary woman. EZRA: Oh, yes, indeed. MAUDE: Now, you be careful with that luggage! That's genuine French leather. BILLY:
Come on, Ma. Chris said we should start early. MARY: I'm coming, I'm coming. Lord, the fish aren't going anywhere. BILLY: You know what else he said? He said he'd take me hunting, too. MARY: Just remember, Mr. Larabee has an injured arm. BILLY: Chris don't care. He says it's just a scratch. CHRIS: Billy, you ready? On three, now. One... two... three! Leg over. Attaboy! MARY: Just be careful, Honey. BILLY: I know, Ma. I'm not a baby. CHRIS: Come on, boy. Season One
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