The Man from Laramie Page #3

Alec Waggoman's the man.

I think I've got to meet that man.

If you stay, you will.

I'm figuring on staying

around for a while.

- Is something bothering you?

- Yes, a lot of things.

Can I help you?

You have.

Just standing here looking

at you makes me feel easier.

You're a bachelor, aren't you?

How'd you know that?

Only a lonely man could find pleasure

watching a woman unpack bolts of cotton.

It's not so much what you're doing,

it's just you're mighty nice to look at.

I'm not even pretty.

I suppose I've seen prettier

girls in dancehalls...

but you're sort of...

beautiful, I'd say.

That's the nicest thing

anybody's ever said to me.

And a stranger had to come all

the way from Laramie to say it.

I wish that was my only

reason for being in Coronado.

- Good night.

- Good night.

Dave!

I told you not to start anything.

Let it alone, Davey boy,

or I'll clip off a thumb.

Hold it, Vic.

I'm Alec Waggoman of the Barb.

- What's the reason for this?

- Ask your son.

I'm asking you.

Go out to the salt lagoons. You'll find

12 dead mules and three burned wagons.

- They belong to me.

- Nobody asked you to come here.

I'm here, Mr. Waggoman,

and I'm staying here.

This town better get

used to the idea.

- Who are you?

- No one you ever heard of.

What do you want in this town?

That's the big question, huh?

You don't ask it very friendly.

I don't have to. I own this town.

I own as far as you can ride in

any direction for three days.

So I hear.

Apache land is less than one day's

ride from here. You own that too?

I have no quarrel with the Apache.

It's dirt farmers and

fence-raisers I'm keeping out.

- Now, which are you?

- Neither.

Then what are you?

I come from Laramie.

You'd better keep

travelling, stranger.

Stop in at the Barb in the morning

and I'll pay you for what you lost.

I see you've already

collected interest.

Vic, get the boys back to the

ranch without any more trouble.

Any of you who can't go

peacefully is fired.

Dave got what you should've given

him a long time ago, Alec.

I'd like to thank you

for what you did.

- Why do you think I did it?

- You have a fair sense of justice.

This is the only sense of justice

folks respect around here.

Hop in and ride out

to my ranch with me.

I appreciate the hospitality, ma'am.

I have rooms in the hotel.

Don't argue. I want

to talk to you. Get in.

We'll pick up your horse.

This isn't exactly a

horse I've got here.

I don't think you ought to

go with that Canaday woman.

The Waggomans won't like it.

I kinda figured they wouldn't.

Come on.

Why did you fight Lockhart?

It wasn't your quarrel, Vic.

Alec was watching.

I had to stand up for Dave.

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