Buchanan Rides Alone Page #3

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Because everybody in these parts

knows that Simon Agry

stands for law and order.

A lynching could cost you

a lot of votes, Simon.

Aside from the fact that the young

man's name just happens to be

Juan de la Vega.

Don Pedro's son?

Why?

Ask me, I'd say the old gentleman

might be willing

to part with a lot of pesos

to get his son back safe.

You're right.

Can't have no lynching

with me coming up for election.

JUAN:

Sheriff, you are making a big mistake!

You cannot hang Sefior Buchanan.

He had nothing to do with it.

I killed Roy Agry.

- Yeah, and he helped you.

-That's right, Lew.

No, you're wrong.

He had nothing to do with it.

Save your breath, kid.

Nobody's listening to you.

I am truly sorry, sefior.

So am I.

All right, string 'em up.

Wait! Lew!

Take those men back to jail!

Hey, Simon, I thought

you was at the cemetery.

Do as I say,

take those ropes off their necks.

Please listen to me.

My only son has been killed.

A son I held very dear to my heart.

Who among you has a better reason

for wanting to see those murderers hang?

None of you.

I personally would like to put

the noose about their neck,

but the law forbids it.

You all know that

I'm a law-abiding man.

It's my solemn duty to see

that they get a fair trial.

That's just what they're gonna get

tomorrow morning at nine o'clock.

Now the sheriff here is gonna

take these men back to jail.

And I want all of you to go home.

Please, gentlemen!

We must see that justice

takes its proper course.

And I shall personally

be forever grateful to you.

All right, take the ropes off.

Sefior Buchanan,

why did you help me?

Because you needed it.

I wish my father could meet you,

so he could thank you for what you did.

Tell me, who is your father?

Well, who is he?

Don Pedro de la Vega.

I'm Juan de la Vega.

The whole of Mexico

thinks a lot of your dad.

You've heard of him?

Lots, all good.

He's a fine man.

And he has a fine son.

I saw those scratches on Roy's face.

Was she your wife?

I am not married.

Your sister, then?

Look, Johnny, you've gotta tell 'em.

Nobody would hang you for killing a

man who did a thing like that.

No.

No-one must ever know, Buchanan.

All right, quiet everybody.

This here trial is about to start.

Now Jim here is going to pass

among you with a tray

and the judge wants me to have you

put all your glasses

in that tray, empty.

(MUTTERING)

Judge don't want no more

liquored-up opinion

like he had in that last trial.

Now sit down some place

and take off your hats.

Come on, stand up for the judge.

Come on, Charlie!

Well, sit down.

All right, this here court is now in

session, Judge Simon Agry presiding.

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