Day of the Outlaw Page #2

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You might not be needing a horse tomorrow.

He's coming.

I see you brought the kerosene.

Five gallons, like you ordered.

We've been having a meeting.

- Doesn't look like a prayer meeting.

- It wasn't.

I'm speaking for all present, Blaise.

We're not going to stand for any gun play in Bitters.

I won't start it, Vic.

I'd like that tin of kerosene back, Blaise.

- Didn't you pay for it?

- It's paid for.

Take good care of it.

I'd like to have a word with you, Mr. Starrett.

You must have passed my wagon on your way in.

I did.

Soon as the road's in shape I'm moving that wire up to my place.

- And I'm stringing it up.

- That's what I thought it was for.

(Hal) What do you intend to do about it?

It's going to be cold riding home tomorrow.

I thought it'd be nice to stop and make a fire.

I hear kerosene is the fastest way to burn up a wagon.

- (Hal) You burn my wagons and I'll...

- Hal...

Hal.

Please.

(Hal) What do you intend to do about it?

I intend to go upstairs and get a good night's sleep.

I asked you a question, Mr. Starrett.

(Blaise) When I wake up I'll know what to do.

- I usually do.

- I've got to know.

You want to know the future, Mr. Crane. That's wanting too much for any man.

I'm not afraid of you, Starrett.

Mr. Starrett and I have some business to discuss.

Would you excuse us, please?

I'm sure Mr. Starrett doesn't object to my presence here.

Mrs. Crane being with you doesn't influence me.

I'll fight for what I believe, Mr. Starrett.

I'll die if I have to but I'll fight. I want you to know that.

You've got a big mouth, farmer.

You got big eyes too.

You came here a year ago in your broken-down wagon,

looking for a choice spot to settle.

And you think you found it.

But you never stopped to think what made it such a good place.

When Dan and I came here

Bitters was the nesting spot

for every thief and killer in the territory.

A man's life wasn't worth the price of a bullet.

No woman was safe in the streets, let alone in a lonely farmhouse.

It took more than a big mouth to get rid of the lice

who infested every bend of the road you ride so safely on.

I'm not saying Dan and I did it alone.

But we did more than our share.

We hunted them down in the freezing cold

while you sat back in the east, hugging your pot-bellied stoves.

Nobody thanked us. Nobody paid us.

We did it because we felt we belonged. We'd earned the right to belong.

And all you've done is ride in here and put down your stinking roots.

And now you tell us that you belong and we don't.

Mr. Crane,

you said you'd fight to keep what you wanted.

Well, I've been doing that for 20 years and I intend to keep on doing it.

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