The Black Dakotas Page #4

We'll go this afternoon.

First, I'm going to

take Ruth home.

Oh, well, yes.

Yes, of course.

That girl made a lot

of enemies today.

She needs your

protection, my boy.

You take her home first.

What do you want?

GRIMES:
That girl. We're going

to run her out of town.

We don't want any Southern

spies around here.

(KNOCKING ON DOOR)

- I didn't expect...

- You weren't expecting me at all.

No. No, I wasn't.

I don't think I've had the

pleasure of knowing your name.

No? But I got the pleasure

of knowing yours.

Mr. Marsh.

I think you must have

made a mistake.

The name is...

Marsh.

Brock Marsh.

I've know'd it ever since

you told that story

about the Indians

holding up the stagecoach.

You see, I know'd that was the

story you was going to tell.

If something had gone wrong

and the real Paige

had come into town,

he'd naturally have told who

really held up the stage.

Who are you?

Joe Woods. "Gimpy" Joe

Woods, they call me.

Everybody knows me here in town.

What they don't know is,

I was John Lawrence's

right-hand man.

- Well...

- I can be a lot of use to you, Marsh.

The first use you can be to me

is never use that name again.

The name is Paige.

Zachary Paige.

Ah, I'll remember,

Mr. Paige.

John Lawrence never

told me about you.

He'd 'a told you about me.

We'd 'a met.

You sure didn't do much to

try and stop that hanging.

You might have taken a chance.

Take a chance!

And maybe ruin the job

I came here to do.

That would have been

a brilliant move.

Ah, too bad.

Too bad. John was

a good friend to me.

- If you'd 'a known him like I did...

- Look.

He went into it with his

eyes wide open, didn't he?

He got caught. We mustn't.

That's all.

This deal we're going

to offer the Sioux...

We promise them everything, huh?

I'm going to give them

more promises

than Abe Lincoln

ever dreamed of.

And we're not going

to keep one of them.

And after we're gone, they'll

attack the whole town.

- Say now, I've got some ideas on that...

- I don't need them.

Just do as I say, and

we'll get along fine.

Now, wait a minute. John

Lawrence had a plan for this.

If you don't run it his

way, there'll be trouble.

Trouble?

Not from me.

And not from you.

Remember, we're all

in this together.

We're working for one cause.

All right. All right,

you're the boss.

But don't you outsmart yourself.

You remember, you ain't

worth a tinker's dam

to the Confederacy dead.

(KNOCKING ON DOOR)

(KNOCKING CONTINUES)

Just a minute.

Horses are saddled and waiting.

Good.

I hope War Cloud

will be glad to see us.

He'll meet any treaty terms

you've brought, if they're fair.

Well, they're more than fair.

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