Last Train from Gun Hill Page #2

I'm gonna deliver a saddle. Andy, get me

a ticket on the train to Gun Hill.

- I go with you.

- No, Keno.

I don't want you mixed up in this.

I go. She was my daughter!

She was my wife.

Kill him. Kill him slow. The Indian way.

I'll kill him... my own way.

- This is the car?

- That's right, lady.

- Sorry, but those are the rules.

- Right here! Been saving it just for you.

- Pardon me.

- Oh, no, thank you.

- Would you mind lighting it for me?

- No.

Thank you.

That's a mighty handsome saddle

you have there.

- How far you travelling, mister?

- Gun Hill.

Oh. I live there.

I've been to Laredo, in a hospital.

Have you ever been in a hospital?

No.

You married?

Sure you are. You got the look.

I can always tell the ones

that are married. You got any kids?

- One.

- Boy or girl?

- Boy.

- Ah, that's nice.

Say, what are you going to Gun Hill for?

I guess it's none of my business, huh?

If you don't wanna talk,

why don't you just say so?

- It's just that I don't feel like talking.

- All right.

It's not a good idea

to carry a gun where you're going.

I don't know who you are,

but you see, I know who that belongs to.

So do I.

- Hello, Linda.

- Hello. Where's Mr Belden?

He couldn't come.

I'll handle this. Take her out to the ranch.

I'm not going to the ranch.

Take me to the Harper House.

- Mr Belden won't like that.

- Take care of her. I'll tell Mr Belden.

All right.

- When's the night train for Pawley?

- Last train's at nine o'clock.

Thank you.

You work for Craig Belden?

You tell him I'm coming.

'Board!

- Do you know where I can hire a rig?

- Yeah. Right at the end of the street.

Thank you.

BELDEN CATTLE COMPANY

He showed up. The horse thief.

- He did, huh? Where?

- At the station, and he's got your saddle.

- You talk to him?

- He said to tell you he's coming.

He did, huh? Where's Linda?

Was she on the train?

She wouldn't come out here.

She went to the Harper House.

- Harper House? Why?

- I don't know, Mr Belden.

Well, let's take care of this fellow

with the saddle first.

Probably fixing to collect himself

a little reward.

Well, he'll get it. He'll get it.

- Take this saddle into the harness room.

- You need me, Mr Belden?

Have it cleaned up.

Matt?

Hello, Craig.

Matt Morgan! You old... And I was

coming up here to shellac a horse thief.

- I wouldn't take $1 million for this.

- I brought your saddle.

- I see you did. Where'd you find it?

- A long ways from home. Pawley.

- Catch the thieves?

- I will.

Ah, that'll keep. Come on in.

We got a lot of drinking to catch up on.

- A lot of years, Craig.

- Yeah.

Well, how do you like it, huh?

Not bad for an old saddle tramp.

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