The Man from Colorado Page #3

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Well, we'll have to get back to camp.

Do you think it's that

important, Owen?

First desertion on our record and only

two days before we're mustered out.

- Will you forgive me?

- Of course, Owen.

See you tomorrow, Caroline.

As soon as I can get off duty.

- Good night.

- Good night.

Think I'll walk down the street

with you boys.

All right. Come along, Doc.

What'll you do about Jericho?

- Report him as a deserter.

- The same for Mutton McGuire?

Let's leave the rest of it to the Army

and talk a little civilian business.

Del, I want you to be

my federal marshal.

For the first time,

you're not making sense.

Me, a federal marshal.

I wouldn't have any other man in

the job. We've been a team too long.

Owen's right, Del. Absolutely right.

Look. In the first place, I'm not cut out

to be a marshal or anything like it.

Second, after bossing men around for

three years, I'd like to stay away...

...from any job that has

"official" tagged to it.

- I thought you felt the same way.

- I did and I still do.

Why, I didn't ask for the judge's job,

but I got it, and now I need help.

So I'm not gonna

let you turn me down.

Well, I'll think it over.

But don't count on me.

Why, sure I'll count on you.

The same as always.

Colonel Devereaux?

Yes. What do you want?

I want to look at a hero.

I want to ask you about this.

- I don't know what...

- I'm talking about the white flag...

...you saw my men put up

at Jacob's Gorge.

You could have taken

us without firing a shot.

But you killed them,

under a flag of surrender.

You killed 100 decent men.

What for, colonel?

For a morning's entertainment?

For pure, crazy love of killing?

You're no hero.

You're an insane murderer.

Well, now it's your turn to die.

You'll...

You'll need...

You didn't have to kill him. You had

him covered. He couldn't have...

You did see that white flag.

- What happened, captain?

- Who is he?

It's a Reb officer.

How'd he get here, captain?

Just a man that didn't

believe the war was over.

Well, it's over now for him.

Take care of him.

Yes, sir. Get going,

we'll take care of this.

York, Morris, Saunders...

Oh, Del. Del.

That Rebel, he didn't

know what he was saying.

A man hurt that bad,

and what he'd been through.

Tell me something, Doc.

Could the war get a man,

a decent man like Owen, so...

...well, sick that he can't stop killing?

Del, you've known Owen

almost as long as I have.

You don't mean to tell me you really

believe what that crazy Rebel said?

It won't do us any good

to lie to each other, Doc.

There's something wrong with him,

we both know it.

I don't like what I just saw.

But war affects different

men in different ways.

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