"Hey, you fellas!" "That posse's gonna be coming along pretty soon now, looking for that stagecoach." "You guys better ride out of here." "Not without Curry and Heyes." "You got 50 seconds to send them out, or say your prayers." "It ain't right, Charlie, your putting all these folks in danger." "Not to mention you and me and Hannah." "You ought to forget about the bounty money and turn them over." "Joe, it's a once-in-a-Iifetime chance," "(GUN FIRING) and I'm gonna cut you in on it." "Gonna give you $5,000 if you back me up." "Do you mind if I add something to that?" "I'm not admitting we are Heyes and Curry, you understand?" "(GUN FIRING)" "But I do happen to know that the reward on them is payable dead or alive." "What about dead or alive?" "You're alive enough now, ain't you?" "Yeah, and we'd Iike to stay that way, which we won't if you turn us over to that bunch out there." "They're not about to turn us in alive." "They're outlaws themselves." "They're in no position to do that." "What they'll do is they'll kill us and they'll get a go-between to deal with the Iaw." "I happen to think that if you turn us in to the law, you'll turn us in alive." "(BABY CRYING)" "NARRA TOR:" "Hannibal Heyes and Kid Curry, the two most successful outlaws in the history of the West." "And in all the trains and banks they robbed, they never shot anyone." "This made our two Iatter-day Robin Hoods very popular with everyone but the railroads and the banks." "CURRY:" "There's one thing we gotta get, Heyes." "HEYES.' What's that?" "CURRY:" "Out of this business." "LOM:" "The governor can't come flat out and give you amnesty now." "First, you gotta prove you deserve it." "Ah, so all we have to do is just stay out of trouble till the governor figures we deserve amnesty." "But in the meantime, we'll still be wanted." "LOM:" "Well, that's true." "Till then, only you, me and the governor will know about it." "It'II be our secret." "CURRY:" "I sure wish the governor would let a few more people in on our secret." "NARRATOR:" "Alias Smith and Jones, starring Pete Duel and Ben Murphy." "Hey." "One-way ticket to Mesa." "Name's Harry Downs." "Yes, sir." "That'll be $12, Mr. Downs." "Here you go, sir." "One-way ticket to Mesa and $8 change." "AII right, folks, we're ready to get rolling." "Well, it's about time." "One, two, three, four..." "Looks like we got a problem here, folks." "We got seven passengers, not counting the infant in arms." "Can't you handle all of us?" "Not inside the coach." "There's only room for six." "Afraid that someone's gonna have to ride up top with me." "How about you, young fella?" "You're the youngest one here, looks like." "Me?" "Sure." "You go on, get up there alongside that driver." "Sir, I don't believe I can do that." "Why not?" "I have my wife." "I mean, I ought to sit in there with my wife and my baby." "You don't worry about her, kid." "We'll take good care of your wife." "Look, I'm sorry, but I want my husband with me." "I need him to help hold the baby part ofthe way." "This is between your husband and me." "Women ought to learn to keep their noses out of men's business." "Begging your pardon, sir, but ifl remember correctly, you did buy the last ticket on this coach, didn't you?" "You talking to me?" "That's right." "I was about to say that since you did buy the last ticket, and since you don't appear to be exactly aged or infirm, it just seems kind of logical that you ought to ride up on top." "I'II tell you what, kid." "Ijust changed my mind." "I'm gonna let you take turns holding your baby with your wife." "You go on, sit in there beside her." "You're gonna ride up on top." "You know, this is gonna be a long trip we're making, and I sure hate to see it get started with such a lot of unpleasantness, Mr..." "What's your name?" "Harry Downs." "Well, Harry, I'm sure you don't mean to make such a big issue over a seat in a stagecoach." "I mean, you're not that unreasonable, are you?" "Let's put it another way." "Either you ride up on top or you don't ride at all." "You really would make an issue of it." "That's right." "Get on up there orjust plain get." "Or you can draw." "Those are the only choices I've got?" "That's right." "Did I make the right choice, Mr. Downs?" "(URGING HORSE)" "You sure you wouldn't like to have your husband sitting by you?" "Oh, no, thank you very much." "You see, we always ride this way." "I prefer to ride facing backwards and Mr. Bowers always insists on facing the front." "Why, I remember one time in Abilene..." "Winifred." "(URGING HORSE)" "(JOE WHISTLING)" "(HORSES WHINNYING)" "Whoa!" "You people get out ofthere." "Keep your hands up." "It appears we're being held up." "You boys are going to an awful lot of bother for nothing." "I don't know how much money our passengers have on them, but I can tell you we're carrying nothing but ordinary US mail." "We ain't carrying no currency, and we ain't carrying no bullion." "I think he's telling the truth." "Well, now, folks, we're just gonna take up a little collection." "Don't anybody be stupid and try holding out on us." "Don't we know the fella that's running that bunch from somewhere?" "Think his name is Clint Weaver." "He used to ride with Sam Parfrey's gang." "Think he recognized us?" "He was working on it." "Well, "sorry" isn't gonna get our money back, is it?" "You know, I don't mind telling you" "I personally had quite a bit of money in that wallet those men just took from me." "Well, our company has insurance and I'II file claims for you when we get to the first stop." "I don't promise you'll get everything they took, but some of it will be made up to you." "Well, we'll just see who's gonna hear about this." "Yeah." "Yes, sir." "(URGING HORSE)" "Whoa." "What's wrong, Clint?" "Those two back there." "I been trying to remember who they are, and it just came to me." "Why, are they someone special?" "Huh." "Oh, they're special, all right. $20,000 special." "Boys, we just held up Kid Curry and Hannibal Heyes." "(URGING HORSE)" "(STAGECOACH APPROACHING)" "Hannah!" "Stage is finally getting here." "Hey, Joe!" "Running a little late, ain't you?" "No help for it, Charlie." "We was held up." "Why, that's awful." "Anybody hurt?" "Nope." "We was lucky." "Oh, you poor dear." "And with a baby and all." "You must have been frightened to death." "I guess I was, almost." "Well, you come on right inside." "AII you folks, come on in." "There's coffee and sandwiches for everyone while Mr. Utley changes the horses." "Even if he did recognize us, you think he'd do anything about it?" "If he knows about the rewards, I think he just might." "Well, there's no sign ofthem." "Maybe he didn't figure it out." "Yeah." "I guess we're both getting a Iittle too nervous lately." "How about some of that coffee?" "Lead me to it." "(coomo)" "(BABY BABBLING)" "Have some coffee, boys." "There are some claim forms to fill out if you want." "Thank you, ma'am." "Well, I'II fill out a claim form." "And they better make it all good." "Thank you." "(GUN COCKING)" "WEAVER:" "Turn around, and don't make any loud noises." "Well, now, friend, this here's your lucky day." "I don't start too many lucky days with no six-gun pressed on my neck." "Put it away, Phil." "Make sure nobody butts in." "Now, Iike I said, this is your lucky day, on account of you gonna pick yourself up an easy $2,000." "How am I gonna do that?" "You're gonna walk in the stationhouse there." "Couple of men inside, both ofthem passengers on the stage." "One ofthem's got on a light tan leather coat, the other one brown corduroy." "Yeah, I seen them." "What about them?" "You get the drop on them and just bring them out here." "And it's worth $2,000." "Oh, no, it ain't." "That's for darn sure." "I work here, mister, and those fellas are passengers on the line that pays my wages." "And I ain't about to bring any passengers out to just anybody." "And I'm not gonna bring them out to somebody who comes waltzing in here waving weapons around." "You got a good head." "I Iike that." "AII right, then." "They ain't just passengers." "They're Kid Curry and Hannibal Heyes, both ofthem wanted by the Iaw." "Curry and Heyes, huh?" "That's who they are." "And all you gotta do to get a nice chunk oftheir bounty money is walk in casual-like and get the drop on them." "Be a lot safer for everybody than if we had to go in and get them." "You know something?" "If I could trust you two fellas to give me that $2,000," "I'd do it." "But how do I know you won't just collect the bounty on those two guys and just forget about me?" "Hey, I give you my word that..." "No." "No, I'II do better than that." "Phil, give me the money." "What, are you crazy, Clint?" "(CLAPPING) Give me the money." "Now, it just so happens we got a little bit of money with us." "We're gonna give you what we got right here, sort of a down payment on the rest." "We got a deal?" "BOWERS:" "They got the diamond ring, too, huh?" "Yes." "How many times have I told you not to wear that ring when we travel?" "(GUN COCKING)" "Begging your pardon, sir, but your rifle, it's pointing at us." "It's gonna keep right on pointing at you, too." "Now, you fellas just drop those gun belts on the floor, real slow and real easy-like." "Well, now, I don't know what you got in your mind, mister, but I know I got a face that a lot of people think they seen before." "I never seen either one of you fellas in my whole life." "Now, Hannah, you pick up these here gun belts and you put them on that table over there." "Now, fellas," "I want you to get up real slow, go over and sit in those chairs." "Now, Hannah, Iwant you to tie up those fellas in those chairs." "What's the matter with you, Charlie?" "These boys haven't done anything." "Not around here, but ifthey're who I think they are, they done plenty." "Who do you think we are?" "Well, now, which one's Heyes and which one's Curry?" "I thought our baby-faced friend was a little handler with that gun than he ought to be." "Joe, will you put that bolt across the front door?" "What the heck for?" "Them two ain't going no place tied that way." "Will you just do as I say?" "Charlie, I got a schedule to make." "We ought to be pulling out of here right now if I'm gonna make it to Red Rock by 3:45." "Hey, you fellas!" "You might as well ride on out of here." "The deal is off." "Come on!" "I told you who you got in there!" "Oh, I don't doubt that." "I think they really are Kid Curry and Hannibal Heyes." "So I'II just be taking them in myself." "Listen, old man, you get them two out here, you hear me?" "AII right." "WEAVER:" "I'm gonna give you three minutes to get them out here or we start shooting." "And it ain't just two of us, it's seven." "Enough to blast that place down right around your ears." "You old coot!" "You better get them two out here." "Three minutes!" "By golly, that's the same fella that held us up." "Now, he ain't fooling, Charlie." "There was seven of them in that bunch." "Well, folks, it looks like we're gonna have a little excitement around here pretty soon." "Excitement?" "That man just said he was gonna blast us all to kingdom come." "That's right." "Now, you just take that big old table there and turn it on its side and get it up in the corner." "Hey, Charlie, isn't that a window behind us?" "Yeah, but that's been boarded up with good oak wood." "You'll be safe enough." "Wait a minute!" "You're gonna keep those two outlaws in here and let that bunch out there shoot up the place?" "That's about the size of it." "Now, you just hunker down behind that table inside ofthree minutes and you're gonna be perfectly safe." "It's about half gone now, in case anybody's interested." "CHARLIE:" "Move before you get your heads cut off." "Joe, you and..." "What's your name, mister?" "Bowers." "Well, Mr. Bowers, you and Joe, you move these fellas back over here so they'll be out of the line of fire." "Old man, you must be getting soft in the head." "If you won't take those two outside, I will." "Oh, now, mister, you're just getting worked up over nothing." "Hannah, you just relieve this man of his six-gun." "Won't be any reason for any temptations." "I hope that bunch outside shoots your old fool head off." "If I was you," "I'd just hunker down behind that table while I got time." "How much time we got left?" "Exactly 15 seconds." "(WHISTLES)" "(GUNS FIRING)" "(BABY CRYING)" "Is your watch a little slow?" "How come you're so all-fired set on keeping them two in here?" "Because there's a $10,000 reward on Kid Curry and another $10,000 on Hannibal Heyes." "(GUN FIRING)" "(BABY CRYING)" "And I got as much right to that reward as anybody." "I sure got more right to it than that bunch of hoodlums out there." "Hannah, give Joe a rifle offthat rack." "It ain't right, Charlie, your putting all these folks in danger." "Not to mention you and me and Hannah." "You ought to forget about the bounty money and turn them over." "Joe, it's a once-in-a-Iifetime chance," "(GUN FIRING) and I'm gonna cut you in on it." "Gonna give you $5,000 if you back me up." "Do you mind if I add something to that?" "I'm not admitting we are Heyes and Curry, you understand?" "(GUN FIRING)" "But I do happen to know that the reward on them is payable dead or alive." "What about dead or alive?" "You're alive enough now, ain't you?" "Yeah, and we'd Iike to stay that way, which we won't if you turn us over to that bunch out there." "They're not about to turn us in alive." "They're outlaws themselves." "They're in no position to do that." "What they'll do is they'll kill us and they'll get a go-between to deal with the Iaw." "I happen to think that if you turn us in to the law, you'll turn us in alive." "You're doggone right, son, and you got my word on it." "Now, you can't argue with that, Joe." "We can't send them out there." "(WEAVER WHISTLES)" "What are we doing, sitting around here like a bunch of bumps on a log?" "Letting those fellas take pot shots at us like we was helpless." "Well, I ain't helpless." "(WHISTLES)" "(GUNS CONTINUE FIRING)" "(WHISTLES)" "(SHOOTING STOPS)" "Any ofthose bullets getting through that table?" "No, we're all all right so far, through no fault of yours." "You still with us, old man?" "Yeah, I hear you." "What you want?" "Same as before." "Curry and Heyes." "You hear me in there?" "We're talking it over." "Why bother, Kid?" "You'll just have to do it again in a minute or two." "Yeah, but at least I wouldn't be laying here like a prize pig." "Mmm." "Would you mind?" "I think you boys would be better off staying on the floor." "WEAVER:" "Send them out, old man!" "Now!" "We're still talking it over!" "Yeah, well, we're through waiting." "(WHISTLES)" "AII right, drop it!" "You, too, old man." "Get rid of it!" "DOWNS:" "Hey, you out there, hold your fire!" "(WHISTLES)" "(SHOOTING STOPS)" "Get over there beside him." "AII right, lady, over there." "You untie them." "Both ofthem." "Hey, there." "My name's Harry Downs and Ijust got the drop on this old coot in here." "What's it worth to you ifl bring out Curry and Heyes?" "WEAVER:" "We'll pay you 10% ofthe bounty money." "That's $2,000." "It's a deal." "I'm bringing them out." "Mr. Downs, if you're still thinking about that little misunderstanding with my partner here back in Benton Pass..." "I'm thinking about $2,000." "Now, get on your feet." "Both of you." "DOWNS:" "AII right, let's go." "I wouldn't do that if I were you, son." "You can get up now, Mr. Downs." "And I was just about to apologize to you for what my partner did back at Benton Pass." "I'm glad you stopped me." "I think Harry kind of wishes that he'd apologized to our friend here." "I'm glad he didn't." "Now, you two boys come on over here and sit down in your chairs and let Mrs. Utley tie you up again." "AII right, Mr. Downs, get behind that table and squat." "Young fella, you bring those rifles over here." "Now you tie up Mr. Downs." "Hands and feet." "So I won't have to pay him no more mind." "Joe." "Yeah." "Joe, you gonna be all right?" "My neck feels like it's busted, but what's a little thing like that?" "What's your name, young fella?" "Dan Loomis." "Well, Dan, I don't mind telling you that was pretty quick thinking on your part, when you jumped on Mr. Downs." "Figured the least I can do is give you that 10% ofthe reward that Mr. Downs was after." "Thank you, Mr. Utley, but no thank you." "Ididn'tjump him forthe money." "Couldn't you use $2,000?" "Yes, sir." "I guess we could." "But I figured Ijust wouldn't feel right taking part ofthe bounty on them." "No offense, Mr. Utley." "Oh, no, no." "No offense." "Hannah." "WEAVER:" "Hey in there!" "Downs!" "What's taking so long?" "Are you bringing those men out or not?" "CHARLIE:" "There's been a change in plans, mister." "Your friend Downs got jumped on and tied up." "You know, that stagecoach is due in Red Rock just about now." "They'II be sending a posse out to look for it pretty soon." "If I was you, I'd ride on out of here and stop wasting time and gunpowder." "I think you folks better get back down behind that table." "You know, I don't mind telling you, young fella," "I wish you had minded your own business." "We could've been well on our way out of here by now." "Say!" "You know something?" "I think that talk about that posse coming out here scared them off." "I think they've... (GUNS FIRING)" "(WEAVER WHISTLES)" "(SHOOTING STOPS)" "Well, there's one good thing." "They keep on shooting like that, they gonna run themselves right out of ammunition." "Maybe we... (ELLEN SCREAMING)" "Last chance in there." "Send those men out, or this time we don't stop shooting till you're all dead!" "Well, some fellas just don't have no luck at all." "WEAVER:" "You hear me, old man?" "Maybe they're all dead in there." "Yeah, we should've hit something with all that shooting." "No, that place is built like a fort." "You might have nicked somebody if a bullet bounced around inside." "That'd be the only way." "Sure did quiet down, didn't they?" "(YELLING) You hear what I said?" "I don't want to kill all those folks you got in there." "I'm gonna give you five minutes more so as you can think it over real good." "And then it'Il be like the Battle of Gettysburg all over again." "Last chance, old man!" "It's up to you what happens to all those folks in there." "You got five minutes from right now." "I'd Iike to give you five minutes." "AII right, now, just hold on here." "I think this is going just about far enough." "In fact, too far!" "What's your name, mister?" "My name is Bowers." "Benjamin T. Bowers." "And I've taken about all that I intend to on account of two wanted criminals." "Well, then, Mr. Bowers, what do you want us to do?" "Send these fellas out to those killers out there?" "Well, why not?" "They're probably killers themselves, anyway." "They'II only get hung when the Iaw gets ahold ofthem." "What's the difference?" "You boys killers, Iike Mr. Bowers says?" "Still not admitting we are Heyes and Curry, you understand." "No, but if you were, would you be hung ifthe law got ahold of you?" "The charge is armed robbery." "That's good for 20 years apiece, but it ain't a hanging offense the last time I heard." "And Heyes and Curry never killed anyone." "That's a well-known fact." "Well, you just got one man killed right there." "And as far as I'm concerned, one is plenty." "Now, you push those two out that door and get those killers off our necks, or so help me, I'm gonna sue your company for every nickel they've got." "Well, you do that, Mr. Bowers." "But in the meantime, you better hunker down back ofthat table, 'cause those fellas out there mean business." "Well, I'm telling you I mean business, too." "I'II sue this company right into bankruptcy!" "And I'II have you thrown into jail for risking our lives and holding onto a couple of known criminals for your own gain!" "Ben, you be still." "I have lived with you for 15 long years, Ben." "I've listened to you carry on like this time and again." "I've listened and I've kept shut and I never said a word against you because all the times before it was something petty or mean orjust money." "But this time it's the lives of two people, and I'm telling you straight out, I'm not gonna stand here and listen to you carry on about suing the company or sending someone to jail." "So be still!" "You know, Mr. Utley," "Bowers is right." "You wanna go out there?" "Well, Charlie, it isn't safe in here." "Now, you said those people would be all right behind that table, but Downs got killed behind it." "Now, look, ifthey keep on shooting like that, it's just gonna be a matter oftime before somebody else stops a ricochet, one ofthe women, or maybe even the baby." "Not to mention us." "You know, we don't feel too safe in here, either." "And besides, my partner here's got a silver tongue, and he might just be able to talk that bunch into turning us in alive." "You really think so?" "Well, I'II tell you, we laid it on a little thick before about them killing us." "I think we can talk them out of it." "And anyway, you know, we'd probably be just as safe out there as we would be in here if they start shooting again." "They're right, Charlie." "Come on, Mr. Utley." "Untie us." "Hold it before I blast you." "Now, put that bolt back on the door." "Charlie, will you make up your mind?" "Come on back here." "Just wanted to see if you guys was bluffing." "Now, if I was to ask you to give me your word on something and you gave it, would you keep it?" "We usually do." "Well, you know, I think you was telling the truth the first time." "You go out through that door, you're as good as dead." "But if you stay in here and we shoot a pot full of lead at that gang out there, we'll all be safe and sound." "Maybe so." "But that's going to take a Iot of shooting." "Who's going to do it all?" "I was coming to that." "Hannah, give the boys their guns." "Now, if I give you your guns, so that you can pitch in and help us with that gang out there, do you give me your word not to use them on me or anybody in this room?" "Yeah, you got my word, Mr. Utley." "You got my word, too." "Now there's five of us, see?" "I figure with you boys at the window there, we can keep them from shooting all that lead in here like they was doing before, and we'll all be safe, including you two." "CURRY:" "You know, I Iike the way he thinks." "How about if there's six?" "Now you're talking, son." "Pick yourself a spot." "Getting about time?" "Just about." "Hey, you fellas!" "That posse's gonna be coming along pretty soon now, looking for that stagecoach." "You guys better ride out of here." "Not without Curry and Heyes." "You got 50 seconds to send them out, or say your prayers." "Well, maybe you better start saying yours." "There's six of us now, and we're just waiting for something to move so we can shoot it." "It ain't so one-sided no more." "Make it seven, Mr. Utley." "Well, better late than never, Mr. Bowers." "There's seven of us now, and that posse will be coming at any minute." "Hey, what's he got in there?" "They must be breeding like rabbits." "The old man's running a bad bluff." "Twenty seconds left." "I'm wondering why they should always get the first shot." "You know, you're right." "Hold it!" "Hold it!" "Everybody hold your fire!" "What do you think, Kid?" "I think we just aced the Weaver gang out of $20,000 reward money." "(GUNS FIRING)" "What about Charlie Utley?" "Yeah, what about Charlie?" "Well, Joe, what are you waiting for?" "You're long overdue in Red Rock." "Let's get you hitched up and rolling before anything else happens." "Oh, say, I darn near forgot." "Figure this is most ofthat cash those hold-up fellas took from you." "The only problem is to figure out what goes to who." "This is our money?" "CHARLIE:" "Yeah." "How'd you get ahold of it?" "Oh, there's still a new trick or two in the old dog, Mr. Bowers." "Well, thank you, Mr. Utley." "Charlie, we got ourselves a little problem." "Now, about you turning us in..." "What kind of problem?" "Well, it's like this, Charlie." "We did everything we agreed to." "We didn't use our guns to get away." "But now that the fighting's over, we have to admit we're not looking forward to spending the rest of our lives in jail." "You figure on breaking yourword, huh?" "Well, let's just say we're kind of torn." "Well, now, let me tell you, fellas, just relax, 'cause I'm not gonna let you face that problem." "I never believed that you were gonna be able to talk that bunch out of killing you." "I figured the only reason you went out there to give yourself up was because, you know, there was two ladies and a baby in danger in there." "Charlie, that's an awful nice picture you're painting of us, but the truth is..." "The truth is you're both better fellas than you think you are." "And I'm not that greedy as to turn you in because, after all, now I've gotten to know you a little better." "You two fellas riding with us or not?" "Yeah." "Charlie." "Ma'am." "Goodbye." "CURRY:" "Charlie, thank you." "Well, goodbye, folks." "Goodbye." "Have a good trip." "Have a good trip." "HEYES:" "Thank you." "Mr. Heyes, Mr. Curry?" "Yeah?" "This is where you get off." "He says this is where we get off." "Hmm." "There's a ranch up there." "Belongs to a fella named Williams." "He'd be real glad to sell you a couple of horses and saddles." "Might be a safer way to travel." "Joe, we'd travel anyplace with you." "But you're right." "You're probably right." "Mr. Bowers." "Mrs. Bowers." "HEYES:" "Bye now." "Thanks a lot." "See you later." "Goodbye." "Bye now." "Bye, Mr. Bowers." "Thank you, young man." "Mrs. Bowers." "Good luck to you all." "Goodbye." "(URGING HORSE)"