Shoot-Out at Medicine Bend

Synopsis: Army veterans, just mustered out of the service, are going to the one of the men's brothers ranch on their way West. Just as they arrive, Indians attack the ranch and kill the brother. The brother was killed because he was using faulty ammunition that did not fire. Buck Devlin, whose brother was killed, musters out of the service with pals John and Wilbur and vows to find the men responsible for the crime.
Genre: Western
87 min

- It's open.

- Would thee care to join us

in a glass of buttermilk?

- Buttermilk?

- Buttermilk.

Why not?

- Three buttermilks, Dutchy.

- Buttermilks?

- That's what I said.

- I thought thee were joining us.

I'll wait.

Maybe your tastes will change.

Well, come on.

You know I don't keep buttermilk

in here, Nell.

Well, then, go out and get some.

And keep it on tap.

They might be back.

- Front and centre, Sergeant.

- Hey. You'd better buy a cow, Dutchyl

Yeah. And don't forget the churn!

When does the preaching start?

- I wanna be sure I leave beforehand.

- Yeah. Before they pass the plate.

A little religion

might be good for thee.

Is the sheriff in here?

I'm the sheriff.

Open for ten.

What's your trouble?

- I've been robbed.

- Looks more like you were fighting.

- All right. Who did it?

- Three fellas in army uniforms.

We were heading west and

they took our horses and our money.

They had masks on.

I couldn't see their faces.

- Now, that ain't much help, is it?

- Aren't you gonna look for them?

- Where did you say this happened?

- About three miles east of town.

Well, that's kinda

out of my jurisdiction.

- How many?

- Two.

- Three.

- Now, who'd wanna do a thing like that?

Probably some Texas men.

They're all rough cubs.

One to the dealer.

Kings up.

Three sixes.

You're a Jonah, mister.

- Get outta here with your hard luck.

- Now, just wait a minute.

- You're supposed to be sheriff here...

- And you want me to arrest somebody?

I want my money back.

All right. Hold up your right hand.

Go on. Hold it up.

I hereby swear you in as

a deputy sheriff.

Now go out and find your own bandits.

Ain't gonna do us any good

to talk to that sheriff.

Looks that way.

Well, Sergeant?

Well, Private?

I've had enough.

Thanks for the game, boys.

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