"Noon on the Day" movie script
(Adapted from the novel of the same name by John Cunningham)
Text/〔美〕Carl Foreman
Translated by Gong Lin, Xiao Ai, Hu Fen
This is one of the representative Westerns in the United States. Its characteristics are: the story is concentrated, the plot is tortuous, the beginning and the end are corresponding, and the structure is rigorous. There is no "flashback" or "interlacing time and space" throughout the article, but the ups and downs and suspense are repeated, which can make people read it all at once. The film won the Best Director, Best Photography, Best Actor, Best Music and Best Editing Awards in the Top Ten Best Film Awards in the United States in 1952.
Harderville suburbs. Before eight o'clock in the morning. Thousands of miles in the blue sky, the scorching sun is like fire. By the tree near the landmark, a rider was waiting for another rider in the distance. Opening credits. The two riders waved casually. Outside the painting came the church bells. The third rider rushed from outside the picture to the two of them. They were Pierce, Colby, and Milt Jordan, all tired and cold. At the end of the credits, Pierce took out his pocket watch and took a look, then closed the watch cover with a "pop", put the watch back, and then spurred his horse away. The other two followed closely. They galloped out of the picture at the spire of the church behind the woods.
The church bell rang calmly and rhythmically. People in worship attire walked slowly into the church. On the way around the church, Pierce and the three drove by carelessly, but they were not recognized by the people who went to the church.
The empty street, which was not curved like its shape, was exposed to the scorching sun, immersed in the tranquility of Sunday. The three of Milt jogged on horseback, entering the camera, staring straight ahead, full of confidence in their hearts.
Three horsemen rushed towards the hotel. A shutter on the second floor was pushed open, revealing a woman's figure. This is Helen Ramiris. She was wearing a large dressing gown, her long black hair was draped over her shoulders, and she stretched out comfortably, and there was the sound of horses hoofs approaching outside. Harvey appeared behind her.
Harvey pulled Helen into his arms and embraced her to his heart's content. The sound of horseshoes is getting closer. Helen glanced out of the window and recognized Milt and his party walking downstairs, frowned, broke free from Harvey's embrace, and walked to the window. Harvey craned her neck, followed her gaze, and asked, "Who?"
Helen: "I don't know?" She stared at the three riders.
In the street, an old Mexican woman with a basket in her hand saw three riders galloping by, and she immediately stopped moving, unconsciously drawing a cross on her chest.
The three Milt came to the sheriff's office. Miltler stayed on the horse. The horse leaped its forefoot.
Pierce angrily: "Can't wait?"
Milt smiled: "Indeed..."
Pierce: "Idiot! Go away!"
In the courtroom, Will Don and Amy's wedding is about to take place. The Hendersons, Fullers, and Matt Howe who attended the wedding all stood facing Judge Metric. The generous and kind Metrick turned to the page he was looking for, and looked at Amy and Will with interest.
Milt and his entourage were murderous and drove along the street without saying a word.
La Millis Bar. Four men stood in front of the counter. Gillis, the owner of the bar, looked out and turned to the crowd excitedly: "Did you see it? We will have a fierce battle here!"
Helen's front room. Harvey was sitting in the easy chair with a cigar burning between his fingers. Helen was combing her hair in front of the mirror hung on the wall.
Harvey: "They broke up a long time ago... I heard that Milt has died in Texas."
Helen: "The bad thing is, he didn't die."
Harvey looked at her thoughtfully, then got up and walked in front of her, subconsciously stroking the ends of her hair with his fingers, carefully: "Where did you hear that? From Guy?"
Helen stopped combing her hair. Harvey let go. Helen glanced at him, combed her head again, and said categorically, "No, I haven't heard anyone say it."
Harvey realized that the argument was over, smoked a cigar, and smiled: "It might be a good thing that Donne is leaving here today."
Helen lazily: "Maybe..."
train station. A short webmaster who looks like a city man is recording a telegram. The ticker stopped. He looked at the message and was shocked: "Oh my God—"
What was even more unexpected was that when he looked up, through the glass window, he saw Milt and his party tying their horses not far from him.
The stationmaster was upset: "Ah, God!" He watched Milt and his party tie their horses, turned and walked towards the East Station office, feeling more and more nervous, instinctively stretched out his hand and buckled the telegram on the table. .
Webmaster's office. A notice was tacked on the wall near the window, which read:
Express-honking the whistle twice.
Slow train-whistle three times.
If the station master is not in the office, please buy a ticket from the conductor.
Pierce and his party arrogantly walked to the window. Pierce wiped his forehead with his sleeves: "Hey, does the noon car come in on time?"
The stationmaster nervously: "Oh, yes, sir! ... At least, I think, it was on time, sir. For no reason, how can the car be out of time? Mr. Pierce..., hello, Mr. Pierce... ...Mr. Milt, Mr. Colby..."
The three of Pierce stared straightly at the stationmaster, their eyes drooping uneasy. Then they turned and walked to the bench. They were hot and tired, lying on their backs on the bench. Pierce looked at his watch again.
The stationmaster watched the group of people in the office, and when he was convinced that they had not paid attention to himself, he picked up the telegram and slipped out through the back door lightly.
The courtroom.
Metrick said to Dorn: "Will Dorn, would you like Amy to be your legal wife, from today to death, never to be separated?"
Dorn: "I am willing."
Metric: "Amy, would you like Donne to be your legal husband, from today to death, never to be separated?"
Amy: "I do."
Metric: "Please put on the ring."
Dorn took the ring from Henderson and put it on Amy's finger.
Metric: "I declare that you are married in the name of the law." He paused as usual.
Dorne hesitated for a while, then pulled Amy into his arms and kissed him.
The solemn atmosphere disappeared. The guests congratulated the newcomers. Metrick walked towards Amy with a smile:
"I have nothing to say to you. However, I demand that my privileges be exercised according to the old rules..."
Everyone was smiling when he kissed Amy.
The stationmaster ran the street with a telegram in his hand. Passersby watched him curiously.
The door of the sheriff's office to the courtroom opened, and Dorne brought Amy in and closed the door.
Amy was a little embarrassed, but also found it interesting: "Will!"
Dorn led her to his desk. There is a hook on the wall over there, on which hangs his gun inserted in the leather case.
Dorn said as he walked: "I think when we get married, the two should be alone together."
Amy: "I understand..."
They stared face to face.
Dorn: "Amy, I want to do my best...I want to do my best."
Amy tenderly said: "Me too."
They hugged and kissed enthusiastically, and the knock on the door alarmed them. Henderson pushed in.
Henderson smiled and said, "The'honeymoon' is officially over--" He turned and shouted, "Everyone comes in!" (When everyone comes in) "Don't look at that fuss, ladies--"
Metrick: "Perhaps... But if you hold another ceremony, Will will be completely free." Turning to Don: "Sheriff, please take off your police star!"
Everyone happily pulled Will and Amy to the table and leaned against each other. Dorn stretched out his hand to the star, but he hesitated, then took his hand away: "I really want Harvey and Toby to be here... (laughs) As the sheriff, you should give a farewell speech to his assistant at this time. But, None of them came."
Metric: "They will come here before you leave the town."
Dorn: "I think it will be like this... (He stretches his hand to the star again, but takes it away again.) To be honest, I don't like to do this when the new sheriff has not arrived."
Henderson pretended to be serious: "Don’t worry, Will. Sam, Fuller, Howe, and myself are all members of the town’s administrative committee, and they are all your best friends. You have done well in this town’s work. Very good, I can say that-the judge will testify for me-(the "witness" he invented for himself is happy and chuckle) The town will be fine until tomorrow!"
Dorn said to Amy in frustration: "You won." Turning to everyone, "However, I want to advise you, don't marry the faithful, because she will let you go to run the store."
Fuller: "I can't imagine that someone like you would do that kind of business, Will!"
Amy calmly said: "I can."
Hao Yanxiao earnestly said, "It's a good thing to do business."
Amy smiled at him: "Thank you, sir."
Dorn looked at Howe suspiciously: "When you were wearing the star badge, you never said such a thing." He shook his head sadly and disappointedly, then, with a mischievous flash in his eyes, he quickly picked up Amy. Lifted high.
Amy: "Put me down, Will!"
Don: "Kiss me! Don't kiss me or let go!"
Amy laughed: "Let go of me, you fool!"
She kisses Donne. Dorn put her down, took off the star badge with a smile and pinned it to the hanging pistol holster. Suddenly, with a "bang", the front door opened. Everyone turned around and saw the nervous stationmaster hurriedly enter the room.
The station master was out of breath: "Sheriff... Telegram... Terrible! Terrible!..."
Dorn read the telegram and everyone stared at him.
Amy: "Will, what happened?"
Dorn was incredulous: "They—they released Guy Jordan..."
Henderson: "I don't believe it! (He grabs the telegram in Donne's hand and looks at it) a week ago..."
Station Master: "More! Milt Jordan, Pierce and Colby have arrived at the train station with live ammunition... They are there waiting for the noon train..."
Donn was still puzzled: "Noon bus?" He turned to look at the clock on the wall. Everyone unanimously focused their attention on the clock: 10:40.
Henderson: "Will, you should leave here now! Leave this town!" He pushed Don and Amy towards the door.
Amy: "What's the matter? What happened?"
Henderson: "Nothing, no time!"
Outside the sheriff's office, Dorn helped Amy into the carriage and turned to everyone.
Henderson: "Let's go!"
Fuller: "Let's go, Will!"
Dorn hesitated, then turned and climbed into the carriage.
A horse-drawn carriage drove along the street and attracted the attention of pedestrians. Dorn yanked the horse with the reins.
Helen's front room. Harvey was looking out the street from the window. Dorn's carriage hurried past below.
Harvey said loudly: "It's weird!"
Helen's voice: "What's the matter?" She appeared in the window.
Harvey: "It ran by. Dorn and his newly married wife hurriedly ran by in a carriage."
Helen said unhappily, "What's so strange about this?"
Harvey: "Hi. Don't you think Donne was frightened by the three men armed with guns?"
Helen looked at him suspiciously.
Harvey was annoyed: "Hey, didn't you see him look like he was not busy just now? I've never seen him beat a horse like that!"
Helen stared at him intently. It is clear that he is telling the truth. Helen frowned, went to the door and opened it.
Helen walked into the hall and knocked on the door of the next room.
Helen: "Sam—"
Sam's voice: "Come in, Helen."
She opened the door and went in.
Sam wears a shirt and sits at the table wiping the gun.
Helen calmly said, "Milt Jordan is back with a few accomplices."
Sam stared at her and stood up slowly: "I'll go out and have a look."
On the prairie, a four-wheeled carriage rushed. As he drew closer to the camera, Dorn strangled his horse, frowned deeply, and Amy stared at him.
Donne: "I have to go back! Amy..."
Amy: "Why?"
Dorn: "It's stupid. I didn't even bring a gun."
Amy: "No. Let's hurry up!"
Dorn: "No, I've been thinking about it, they always force good people to run away, and I, Will Dorn, never escaped."
Amy was very excited: "Who are they? I don't understand at all."
Dorn took out his watch and read, "I don't have enough time to tell you."
Amy: "Don't go back, Will!"
Dorn: "I must go back!" He turned his horse's head.
Outside the train station. Milt and his party are all on the bench. Milt was sipping whiskey with his bottle on his back. The bottle is almost empty. He quarreled with Pierce while drinking.
Helen's front room. Sam stood facing Helen and Harvey.
Helen: "How did Guy Jordan release it? He was sentenced to life imprisonment!"
Sam shrugged: "Who knows. Anyway, he's out."
Harvey's eyes flashed: "This is why Donne ran away!"
Helen looked at him, and stopped talking. There was the sound of horseshoes from the street. They turned to the window and saw Dorne's carriage rushing back to the sheriff's office. Helen turned around and looked at Harvey mockingly. Harvey frowned under her gaze.
In the barbershop, the barber is finishing a customer's hair. The old man Fred walked in hastily.
Fred excitedly: "Dorn is gone and back!"
Barber: "Who believes you!"
Fred: "Really! I just saw him."
The barber glanced at the clock: 10:50.
Barber: "How many ready-made coffins do we have?"
Fred: "Two mates."
Barber: "At least two more are needed! Fred, hurry up and do it!"
Fred nodded and hurried out through the back door.
Sheriff's Office. Dorn brought Amy in, then walked quickly to the gun-mounted wall and began to arm himself. Amy looked at him, knowing that he had made up his mind.
Amy: "Will..."
Dorn glanced at her and continued to buckle the holster.
Amy: "You tell me: what the hell is going on?"
Dorn checked the gun: "Five years ago, a man was sent to the north by me for murder. Originally, he should have been on the gallows. But when he got to the north, the people there commuted the death sentence to life imprisonment. Now it’s better. , He has been released-for what reason, I don't know. There is definite news that he will return to this town soon."
Amy: "I still don't understand..."
Dorn carefully selected the words: "He is a... he is always wild... crazy wild, he is about to get into trouble..."
Amy: "That has nothing to do with you!"
Dorn: "I sent him to the north."
Amy: "That's your duty. That incident is long gone. Now, there is a new sheriff in this town."
Dorn: "The new sheriff will take office tomorrow. It seems that I have to stay for a while." He reached for the star. "Actually, if there is such a star, I am still..."
Amy: "It's not like that, Don!"
Dorn patiently said, "I'm waiting for him to come to me. His former best friend is waiting for him at the train station."
Amy: "Because of this, we should go."
Donn still patiently said: "They will chase. There are four of them, and when we get to the prairie, there will only be the two of us."
Amy: "We have an hour!"
They look at the clock: 10:51.
Dorn: "What's the use of an hour?"
Amy: "We can get there—"
Donne interrupted her: "What's the use of running a hundred miles away? We can never open that shop. Amy, they will follow us. As long as we live, they will..."
Amy: "No, as long as they don't know where we are, they won't be following!"
Don's face tightened. He walked towards the door, and Amy stopped him: "Will, I beg you... let's go!"
Dorn: "I can't..."
Amy angrily said: "Don't think about being a hero! You don't need to be a hero-don't be a hero for me!"
Donne lost his temper: "I didn't want to be a hero! If you think about me like this, you are crazy!" He controlled himself, "Amy, look, this is my town, and there are my friends and trusts. Bi and Harvey, as well as the backing of the local team, will not cause any trouble today."
Amy: "You know there will be trouble."
Dorn: "Then it's better to be here!...I'm sorry, baby, I know what you think about this..."
Amy shrieked: "Did you know?"
Dorn: "Of course I know. I know this violates your faith."
Amy said painfully: "But you still go your own way."
Donne helplessly: "Amy..."
Amy walked up to Dorne and looked at him charmingly and affectionately:
"Will, how many minutes have we been married!-Is this insignificant to you? Our bright future... Is it insignificant to you?"
Donne pushed her away gently:
"Amy, you know, I only have one hour... I still have a lot of things to do... You'd better stay in the hotel and wait for the end of this matter." He held Amy with his hands. Pushing the elbow towards the door, Amy settled there, motionless.
Amy: "No! You want me to wait an hour to decide whether I am your wife or a widow. I tell you, this is too long, I can't stand it! I don't want to do this!"
Dorn:...
Amy: "Will, you need me, or you won't marry me. If you really love me, Will—"
Donne was at a loss: "Amy..."
Amy: "I know. You thought I was just talking--because I was angry. But I'm the one who speaks. If you don't go with me now--then I will leave here on the noon train! "
Their eyes are intertwined.
Dorn resolutely: "I have to stay, Amy."
Amy tried to conceal her wounded heart, walked past Donne with her head high, and went out. Dorn followed her with his eyes, and then followed out.
Outside the sheriff's office. When Amy came out, Judge Metrick was tying his horse at the fence. The tearful Amy climbed into the carriage without seeing him. The judge looked at Amy indifferently, and then at Dorne that followed. They watched Amy turn the horse's head and drove towards the train station. Metrick took off the saddle bag. Donne walked towards him with a relieved expression on his face.
Dorn: "I'm glad you are here at this time."
Metric calmly said, "Really?" He carried his saddle bag and walked calmly beside Donne into the office, strode through the sheriff's office and into the courtroom. Donne followed him in surprise and bewilderment.
As soon as Metric entered the courtroom, he quickly stuffed the documents, gavel, and other things into his saddlebag. Then, the books were tied up with cowhide belts. Dorn stood in the doorway, staring at him incomprehensibly. Metrick noticed Donne's gaze and finally suspended his work.
Metric: "Why look at me like this? Did you forget that I sentenced Guy Jordan to the hang!"
Dorn shook his head dumbly. Metric continued to be busy tying up his luggage: "You shouldn't be back, it's not smart to do this!"
Dorn: "I think I'd better stay here at this time."
Metric: "You are wrong."
Dorn: "I can assemble a local team. I only need a dozen or twenty gunmen."
Mechlik: "My instinct tells me it's not that simple."
Dorn: "Why?"
Metrick looked up at the wall clock: 10:53.
Metrick said painfully: "There is no time to give you a civics class, my boy!"
On the wall are the American flag and a portrait of the president of the Supreme Court. Metric went over and took them down: "In the fifth century BC, the citizens of Athens could not stand the rule of the tyrant riding on them, and managed to depose and ban him through the courts. But a few years later, the tyrant took mercenaries with him. When they came back, it was these citizens who opened the gates for the tyrant. When the tyrant executed the court members, they just stood aside and watched...About eight years ago, it happened again in a town called Indian Falls. Similar incidents. I was the judge who faced bad luck at the time. I was able to escape from the dead by interceding through a lady with a bad reputation and paying the price of the beautiful ring that my mother left me." He shrugged , "Unfortunately, I don't have a ring anymore..."
Dorn: "But you are a judge."
Metrick: "I have served as a judge in many towns and cities. From now on, I don't want to be a judge again."
Donne gave up the idea of persuading the judge: "I can't ask you to do anything..."
Metrick said sternly, "Will, why do you have to be a fool! Have you forgotten what Guy Jordan is? Have you forgotten all the bad things he did? You forgot Is he simply crazy?"
He pointed to the empty chair in the dock. "Have you forgotten what he said while sitting in that chair?"
Empty chair.
Guy Jordan’s voice-over: "You will never hang me! I will come back! I will kill you, Don! I swear, I will kill you!"
With a "bang", a whiskey bottle crashed on the rails. Colby gazed with interest at the broken glass gleaming in the scorching sun. Pierce glared at Milt, who looked into the distance indifferently.
In the office of the station master. Amy and the station master across the counter watched Milt and others outside through the window. Amy's face showed an expression of extreme hatred, but the stationmaster was sweating for her. They exchanged glances calmly. The station master stamped a ticket and handed it to Amy: "Here is your ticket, ma'am, to St. Louis."
Amy: "Thank you."
Station master: "Madam, can you find another waiting place? For example, a hotel..."
Amy: "Understood...thank you." She turned and walked out.
Milt, Pierce and Colby are on the platform. Amy came out of the station office and walked to the carriage. Milt's gaze followed her until she could not be seen.
In Helen's front room, Helen and Harvey are eating. Helen looks at the clock: 10:55.
Helen calmly said, "Don't you think Don will find you?"
Harvey casually said: "No."
Helen gently said, "You did cause him pain..."
Harvey glanced at her, wiped his mouth with a smile, and left the dining table: "I'll come as soon as I go."
Helen sent him away with a suspicious look.
Harvey walked along the street. Two little boys in worship attire ran into the screen.
The first boy: "Hey, Harvey!"
Harvey smiled at them.
The second boy: "Harvey, you are going to duel with Guy Jordan, are you?"
The first boy: "Are you going to kill him, Harvey?"
Harvey rubbed his hair lightly: "Of course Luo."
Amy ran into the frame in a carriage, and she galloped past Harvey. Harvey watched suspiciously as Amy parked the car in front of the hotel and got out of the car.
At the table in the hotel lounge, the hotel clerk was watching Amy.
Amy: "Can I wait for the lunch train here?" (the clerk is still staring at her) "I said, can I stay in this lounge until noon?"
The clerk kept quiet: "Of course, ma'am."
Amy: "Thank you."
Clerk: "You are Mrs. Donne, aren't you?"
Amy: "Yes."
Clerk: "Are you going to take the Tawu train?"
Amy wary: "Yes."
Clerk: "But your husband won't leave?"
Amy looked at each other carefully: "Yes. Why are you asking this?"
The clerk said coldly: "It's nothing, but it's funny." He smiled maliciously: "I think there will be a good show at noon today."
By the fence outside the sheriff's office. Metric has secured the saddle bag and book. He tightened his belt at the end, hesitated for a moment, and turned to Dorn, who had been watching him: "Goodbye, Will."
Donn simply said, "Goodbye."
Metrick was very ashamed. Dorn also tried his best to conceal his frustration, but he still looked a little dazed, shocked, and disappointed.
Metric: "You think I'm tearing down your stage, don't you?"
Donne: "No."
Metric: "Look, this is just a dirty town in a remote area. No matter what happens here, it doesn't matter... Let's go!"
Dorn: "There is no time..."
Metric stared at him slowly: "Hey... good luck." He turned on his horse and left. Dorn watched him, and immediately saw a 15-year-old boy loitering there not far away.
Donne: "Johnny—"
Johnny came over. His big happy eyes make people understand at a glance that he knows what happened.
Dorn: "Do something for me. Go to Henderson, Howe, and Fuller and tell them: I invite them to come here for a while. Then, go to Harvey—"
Harvey's voice: "Don't look for it, I'm here!"
Dorn turned around and saw Harvey approaching, his face beaming with joy.
Johnny is gone.
Dorn said roughly and enthusiastically: "Where have you been?"
Harvey said softly: "No time."
Donne became serious: "Do you know what to do?"
Harvey: "Of course."
Dorn: "Go ahead, there is still a lot to do."
Dorn said he was about to enter the office, but Phi Harvey leaned against the door to block the way.
Harvey: "Wait! (Dorn stares at him intently) You know, you don't have to stay here now."
Donn was a little absent-minded: "A lot of people say that to me."
He stepped into the office again, but Harvey stopped him with his arm.
Harvey: "You have to listen to me."
Dorn coaxed him: "Well, I'll listen."
Harvey: "If you leave, I will be responsible for the security of the town before the new sheriff arrives, right?"
Dorn patiently said, "Yes."
Harvey: "Okay. Then tell me: During this period, if there is a problem, I can solve it well, so that the main officials of the town will hand over the town's security work to me?"
Donne stared at him and began to feel uneasy: "I don't know."
Harvey said unhappily: "I don't know?"
Donn was blunt: "I don't know."
Harvey: "I think you should know."
Dorn: "They never asked me... Maybe, they think you are too young..."
Harvey: "Do you think I'm too young?"
Dorn: "You will be the sheriff in the future!" He pushed Harvey into the sheriff's office.
Harvey triumphantly: "This is not what I want you to say, Will. When those old guys arrive, you tell them that you agree to be the sheriff."
Donne interrupted him: "Do you really think so?"
Harvey: "Yes."
Dorn: "Then, I can't say that."
Harvey: "Why?"
Don: "If you don't understand, it's useless to tell you."
Donne gave him a helpless look and walked towards the desk. On the wall, the clock points to 10:59.
Harvey was angry: "I understand, you have never wanted me to be promoted, and you have always hated me and Helen!"
Donn was surprised: "You and Helen? No—(he suddenly realized) I didn't know this happened. But, in any case, you should understand that it doesn't make much sense to me."
Harvey: "Yes, you broke off with her for more than a year. You abandoned her and married someone else. But you can't stand someone else taking your place, especially for me!"
Donne was embarrassed and uneasy: "You—"
He couldn't catch the proper words, and turned to look at the clock: 11:02.
Donne: "I have no time, Harvey."
Harvey: "Then let's get back to the point: If you want me to stay and do it, you have to make me the sheriff."
Dorn calmly said: "Of course, I hope you stay. But, I won't talk about business with you. You can take care of it."
Country road. Two riders rushed towards the camera one after another. Peterson in front pulled his horse, and the horse leaped its forefoot. Toby was wearing a police star behind him. He chased Peterson and looked at him warily.
Peterson: "Toby, can you take a break?"
Toby: "No, I have to hurry."
Peterson: "I don't want to rush."
Toby: "I should have kissed the bride in town at this time, but now I have to ride with you, a sordid thing."
Peterson: "Come on, how about a cigarette?" He raised his arm. We saw that his wrists were tied with raw leather belts.
Toby: "Are you willing to be a gentleman?"
Peterson: "You know me, Toby."
Toby: "Of course." He took out a knife and cut the belt around Peterson's wrist. Peterson reached for the tobacco leaf.
Toby: "Hurry up! I'm going back there before the sheriff's wedding is over."
In Helen's front room. Harvey flushed. Helen's laughter came from outside the painting.
Harvey: "What's so funny?"
The camera opened, and Helen appeared in the frame.
Helen: "When will you mature?"
Harvey angrily: "I hate hearing such things!"
Helen gently: "Then be more mature."
Harvey: "Stop talking!"
Helen gently: "Okay."
Harvey paced the room with enthusiasm: "He needs me. When Guy Jordan arrives here, he needs me even more."
Helen looked at him: "Maybe."
Harvey: "He should have made me a sheriff long ago, but he didn't do anything. He felt pain for you and me."
Helen frowned: "Is that so?"
Harvey: "Of course."
Helen calmly said, "Did you tell him?"
Harvey: "Yes."
Helen controlled her anger: "You fool!"
Harvey: "Why is this? Don't you want him to know?... Hey, did you abandon him, or did he abandon you?"
Helen flatly: "Get out!"
Harvey intimidated: "When Guy comes back, you have to explain to him about Donne. At that time, maybe you want a reliable person by your side."
Helen: "I will take care of myself."
Harvey: "Of course. But I hope you don't dress up too beautifully when you stay with Guy."
Helen looked at him coldly in disgust, went to the door, and opened it.
Harvey's last attempt: "I—"
Helen calmly: "You go."
When Harvey went out, he closed the door with a bang. Helen paced up and down alone. She looked at the clock, the hour hand pointed at 11:05.
In the hall, Sam saw Helen's door open in his room.
Helen: "Sam."
He got up and walked towards her.
Helen: "I think I must talk to Mr. Weaver."
Sam: "Are you leaving here?"
Helen: "Yes."
He thought for a moment and nodded: "Do you want me to help Donne?"
Helen simply said, "No need."
In the sheriff's office, Dorn sat at the table in thought. When someone opened the door, he turned around alertly. A sturdy, angry-faced Baker walked in: "Will, I just heard..."
Donne got up: "Hello, Baker."
Baker: "Will, you have wiped out the evil forces in the town for everyone, making our town a paradise for women and children. We must not let bad guys like Guy Jordan break it again!"
Dorn: "I originally hoped everyone would think so."
Baker: "Are there any other ideas? How many people did you gather?"
Dorn: "No one, but..."
Baker looks at the clock: 11:07.
Baker: "You should be prepared by your decision, man. I'll come back in ten minutes. (Grinning) Be fully prepared."
Dorn's eyes followed him, deeply moved and inspired. He took out a wanted notice from the drawer, turned it over and wrote on the back:
Come back in five minutes-Dorn
He put the note on the table and went out.
The bar is very lively. Harvey walked towards the counter as soon as he came in. The guy gave him a bottle of wine and a glass. Gillis walked to Harvey's side: "Hello, Harvey!"
Harvey: "Hello!"
Gillis: "Where's your star badge?"
Harvey: "I have resigned."
Gillis: "A shrewd behavior!"
Harvey: "I didn't ask you to comment!"
On the empty street, Dorn walked steadily towards the hotel.
The two little boys who appeared before, chased and rushed into the screen. The boy chasing behind stretched out his hand to shoot.
The first boy: "Bang! Bang!-You were beaten to death, Don!"
He slammed into Dorn's arms, and Dorn grabbed him to stabilize him. The child looked up, recognized Dorn, opened his mouth in panic, broke free from Dorn's hand, and ran away. Donne continued to walk along the street.
At the station, Milt and others stayed here. Colby is playing a western folk tune on the harmonica. Milt took a deep breath, threw the cigarette butt far away, stood up and stretched. Pierce stared at him intently.
Milt: "I'll go to the bar to get some wine."
Pierce: "Do you have to drink it?"
Milt: "Of course."
Pierce: "If you want to chase that woman—"
Milt: "I said, I'm going to get the wine."
Pierce: "Stay away from Dorne!"
Milt: "Of course Luo... I've been waiting soon anyway."
Dorn approached the hotel and found the carriage parked outside. He was happy and quickened his pace.
Amy, who was sitting by the window of the hotel lounge, saw Donne approaching and thought he must be looking for him, so she got up happily, walked to the door, and waited for him to come in. Dorn walked in the door and took her arms happily.
Don: "Amy, have you changed your mind?"
Amy raised her head and stared at him. Once she understood what he meant, the joy in her eyes disappeared. She drew her arm back and said melancholy, "I thought you changed your mind... No, Will, I have already bought a ticket to St. Louis."
Donne was depressed: "Oh, I see."
He looked at her, his emotions suddenly agitated from disappointment to anger. He turned and walked to the clerk. The clerk was leaning against the table and looking at him coldly. At this moment, an old maid with a mop came in. The clerk ignored Dorn, but threw a key at the maid: "Open room 19 and clean it up. (Slowly) Mr. Jordan is very particular."
Dorn: "Is Helen Ramiris here?"
Clerk: "I want to be there."
Dorn glanced at him and turned upstairs. Amy kept looking at Donne, a little puzzled.
In the bedroom. Helen is packing up. There was a knock on the door.
Helen walked out of the bedroom and suddenly saw Dorne, she couldn't help but stared at each other for a long time.
Finally, Helen broke the silence, calmly: "What are you looking at? Do you think I have changed?"
Dorn:...
Helen's long-term suppressed anger exploded: "What are you doing? Do you want me to help you? Do you want me to ask Guy to let you go? Hmph, I won't do it, I won't give it up for you. Raise your finger!"
Dorn gently said: "I came here to tell you: at 12 o'clock today, the person you mentioned will arrive here by train. I guess you already know."
Helen has calmed down: "I know."
Dorn: "I think you should leave here. I may not be—well, the future is really unpredictable..."
Helen: "I'm not afraid of him."
Dorn: "I know you are not afraid. But you know what he is."
Helen said gloomily: "Yes." She walked towards the window, and for a while, both of them were silent.
Helen (deceiving herself): "Maybe, he doesn't know us..."
Dorn: "Not necessarily."
Helen: "It's possible." She smiled, "There is no freedom in life... I am going to leave here, and I am packing things now."
Dorn: "Very good." He hesitated, then turned and walked towards the door. Helen turned around when he heard footsteps. The eyes of the two gathered together again.
Helen used Spanish: "It's been more than a year."
Donn also uses Spanish: "Yes."
Helen paused for a while, and couldn't help using Spanish: "Do you want to kiss me goodbye?" However, when Donne hesitated, she suddenly said in English: "Don't mind, goodbye!"
Dorn: "Goodbye, Helen!" He turned and walked towards the door.
Helen: "Dorn!" (Dorn looked back at her) "If you are a smart person, you should leave by yourself."
Donne: "I can't."
Helen: "I know you won't leave like this."
Donne went out. Helen poured her entire heart into her eyes and followed his back.
Helen said to herself in Spanish: "Do you want to kiss me goodbye?" She pretended to be miserable.
In the hotel lounge, Amy is carrying the window. The clerk stood behind the counter. Dorn walked to the landing and looked up at the clock: 11:11. The clerk deliberately took out the watch to set the time with the clock. Dorn glanced at the clerk and walked towards the door. When he passed Amy, she turned her head away. Donn took a big step without hesitation and walked out the door.
Milt walked into the bar, and the noise suddenly stopped. Milt walked to the counter without anyone else, and took out a silver coin.
The bar guy flattered: "Hello, Milt!"
Milt: "Give me a bottle of wine."
Bar guy: "Good!" Turned around to fetch the wine.
Gillis: "Long time no see, Milt!"
Milt glanced at him coldly.
Gillis: "How is Guy?"
Milt: "Not bad."
Gillis happily said, "Hey, there will be a sensational show in town today!"
Milt looked at him, grinning suddenly.
Inside the hotel lounge. Amy, who was still standing in front of the window, her facial expression changed drastically. She turned and walked to the counter, trying to conceal her anxiety: "Can you ask something?"
The clerk indifferently: "Of course it can."
Amy: "Who is Miss Ramiris?"
The clerk smiled: "Miss? No, she is Mrs. Ramiris. Not long ago she was your husband's girlfriend. Before that, she was Guy Jordan's girlfriend..."
Amy was flustered: "I see....Thank you." She was about to turn around and stopped again, "You-- don't like my husband, do you?"
Clerk: "Yes."
Amy: "Why?"
Clerk: "Well, there are many reasons.... One of the things worth mentioning is that when Guy Jordan was here, our business was booming. Don’t think that I’m the only one. Many people here think Donne will Be punished...Madam, please forgive me for being straightforward, and I will..."
Amy calmly said, "Thank you." Turning around and walking to the window contemplatively.
The clock in the sheriff's office: 11:16. Donn came back and looked around to make sure that no one had been here. He looked up anxiously at the clock, his eyebrows knotted, reached out and picked up the strip on the table, nailed it to the door, and took it with him.
Donne was walking down the street, he hesitated across the bar, then went on. But he immediately changed his mind and crossed the street and walked towards the bar. It happened that the door of the bar opened and Milt was coming out of it with a bottle of wine. Suddenly, both of them were stunned, but they both returned to normal soon, their eyes met for a long time. Then Milt curled his lips, grinned boldly, whistling pretentiously, and turned and walked away. Dorn pressed his lips tightly, looked at Milt who was leaving, took a deep breath and pushed his mouth away. There was a burst of laughter from the door.
Gillis was with a group of people with his back to the door.
Gillis said loudly, "I dare you to say that Don will be dead within five minutes of Guy getting out of the car!"
A man: "Just so little time?"
Gillis: "Guy only needs a little time, because—" He noticed that people's eyes were shifting behind him, and turned around. Donn stood at the door. The room was suddenly silent. With a grimace, Dorn walked slowly to Gillis, gave him a sharp kick, knocking him to the ground. Gillis lay down for a while, sat up on her own in confusion, and wiped the blood from the corners of her mouth.
Gillis murmured: "You are wearing a star badge and a gun, sheriff, there is no need to be like this."
Don's anger suddenly faded, and he felt a little ashamed. He walked towards Gillis, trying to help him stand up. Gillis pushed Don's hand away and asked the other two to help him sit at a table. The buddy handed him a drink. The customers waited silently for Dorn to leave. Dorn glanced at them, especially at Harvey by the window table.
Dorn: "I think you all know why I'm here. I need help, as much as I want." People didn't respond.
Gillis suddenly said, "Don't say it used to be! Now I will never help you!"
Donne ignored him: "When we smashed Guy Jordan's thugs, some of you helped us. I need you again now-now..."
The people in the room remained silent. Donne felt frustrated. In the dead silence, the ticking of the pendulum sounded even harsher. Dorn looked at the clock at 11:19.
Donn finally: "Have you considered it?"
The first man: "Dorn, things are different! At that time you had six reliable sharpshooters as assistants. Now, there are only two left."
The second man: "There are no two left. Harvey said here just now: He quit. Why is that?"
Everyone looked at Harvey, and Harvey looked at everyone. His eyesight makes people feel embarrassed.
Dorn: "That's between me and him."
The first man: "What about Toby?"
Dorn: "He is rushing to town with a criminal. He will come."
The second man: "So you need a lot of help from people."
Dorn's eyes scanned the crowd, resting on a man sitting at a table alone. Everyone's gaze also followed that person. The man raised his dull drunk eyes. Everyone saw a blue-black whip mark horizontally engraved on his face.
Dorn said to everyone: "Of course everyone knows what Guy Jordan is. That's why I'm here."
Gillis suddenly said, "You must be crazy, and came here to gather a militia. (Translator's Note: armed people gathered to maintain law and order.) You know, there are Guy's friends in this room!"
Donn ignored him, waiting for people's response. But the room is still silent. Dorn understood that he got nothing here, and people watched Dorn leave without saying a word.
Howe's home. This is a very dilapidated hut with peeling paint; the flowerbeds in front of the house are also in a mess. Dorne, who was walking sweating profusely under the cool sun, entered the screen and knocked on the door. A fat middle-aged Indian woman opened the door. She recognized Duan and let him in without a word.
The main room of the Hao family-bedroom and dining room. There is a star inlaid on leather hanging on the wall, and two large old guns are hung under the star. Howe sat in a comfortable chair and stared at the floor. The fat Indian woman sat down at the table and rolled her cigarette with her hand and mouth. Dorn walked to Howe's side and looked down at him. Howe finally raised his head with a dull expression and lifeless eyes.
Dorn: "I sent a kid to see you. Has he been here?"
Hao Zhong voiced and slowly said: "I have been here."
Dorn stared at him incomprehensibly. He turned away his lifeless gaze uncomfortably, and then looked at Don.
Dorn asked for a word: "You will always be my friend. You gave me the job of the sheriff! You made them come to me."
Howe's curved body became more curved, but he still didn't say a word.
Dorn: "When I was a kid, I always wanted to be like you...I've been an enforcer all my life!"
Howe resentfully said: "Yes...Yes, you worked hard to catch the murderers, but the jurors let them go. Hey. A worthless star!"
He labored to pick up a cigarette, put it between his twisted fingers, and struck a match.
Dorn: "Listen! The judge left town and Harvey quit. I'm having trouble calling a militia."
Howe: "It seems that everything happened too suddenly. Before people can act, there must be laws and orders."
Dorn: "Now, what should I do. Howe?"
Howe: "I wanted you not to come back."
Dorn: "You understand why I went and returned."
Howe: "Guy Jordan and they came today for a long time. Get out of here, Will! Go!"
Dorn: "Would you like to go to the train station with me?"
Howe gloomily: "No...you know what I think of you. But I won't go with you. I can't help you."
Dorn wearily said, "Goodbye, Howe."
He turned around and left without looking back. How to watch the clock: 8:26.
Dorn walked down the street with firm steps.
The solid voice of the drunkard: "Dorn!"
Donne stopped and turned around. The drunk man with the whip marks on his face fell to the west and walked towards Dorne out of breath.
Donn was surprised: "What's the matter?"
Drunk man: "Nothing... I have been looking for you... I want a gun. When the afternoon train comes, I will be with you."
Dorn stared at him: "You can use a gun?"
Drunk man: "Of course Luo, I used to be a good gunman, really..."
Dorn: "But what are you doing?"
Drunk man: "It's not just for revenge, no! For me, this is an opportunity, understand?... Please, Don... let me go!"
Dorn gently said: "Okay... I'll call you if needed later..." Reached out his hand and took out a silver coin from his pocket, "Let's buy wine!"
Helen's front room.
Weaver: "What went wrong, Mrs. Ramiris?"
Helen: "No."
Weaver: "Then what are you asking me to do?"
Helen: "I'm leaving now. I'm going to sell the ancestor shop you helped me run. Do you want to buy it?"
Weaver concealed his surprise: "How much do you want?"
Helen: "Two thousand. I think this is fair and reasonable."
Weaver: "Yes. But I didn't get so much cash for a while."
Helen: "How much can you take out?"
Weaver: "About one thousand yuan."
Helen: "Okay. Give the money to Sam. The balance will be paid in June."
Weaver satisfactorily: "Yes, ma'am."
Helen ignored him: "That's it, Mr. Weaver."
Dornmai turned firm and walked towards Fuller's house. The Fuller house is a bit larger than Howe’s house and looks better. The house has recently been painted, and the fences and flower beds are in order.
Fuller saw from the window that Donne was walking this way.
Fuller was agitated: "Hey! Hey!"
Mrs. Fuller hurried into the house.
Fuller left the window: "Dorn is here,... I know he will... You must tell him as I say: I'm not at home. No matter what he says, don't let him in!"
Mrs. Fuller: "But he is your friend."
Fuller: "Don't fight with me! He is coming soon!"
Mrs. Fuller: "He won't believe me, he knows I'm lying."
Fuller: "Do as I say."
Dorn was surprised by the half-opened door and Mrs. Fuller's expression: "Hello, Mrs. Fuller."
Mrs. Fuller: "No..., no, Fuller is not here."
Dorn stared at her, calmly: "Do you know where Fuller is?"
Mrs. Fuller said distressedly: "I think he is in the church... Will."
A resentment rose in Donne's heart, and then pressed it down: "Thank you. Mrs. Fuller, goodbye!"
Inside the train station. Milt is holding the bottle and drinking whiskey. Outside the painting came the sound of Colby playing the harmonica. Milt wiped his mouth and handed the wine bottle to Pierce. When he saw Pierce looking at him with a sullen face, he grinned and handed the wine to Colby. Colby took the bottle and started drinking. Pierce turned to look at the railroad tracks that stretched into the dim distance, frowned, took out his watch to see the time, then stood up and walked towards the station master's office.
Pierce: "Is the car arriving on time at noon?"
Webmaster: "Punctuality, arrived on time..."
Pierce stared at him coldly, turned and walked back. Colby's harmonica rang again, accompanied by Milt's whistle.
On the prairie, the dusty Toby and Peterson rode horses along a faintly discernible path. Peterson's hand has not yet been tied.
A puddle on a dry river bed. Toby and Peterson are coming here. When they came to the edge of the puddle, they dismounted and led the horse to the water's edge. The horse drank greedily. Peterson raised his eyes and saw a stone at his feet, and under the cover of his horse, he quickly bent over to pick it up. Toby pulled the horse away from the water hole and bent over to drink. Peterson held up the stone nervously and slammed it at Toby's head. Toby saw his reflection in the water, flashed quickly and plunged into the water. Seeing no hit, Peterson rushed into the water. Toby stabilized himself before Peterson jumped over. Then they became a ball. The horse neighed and ran away from the puddle. Toby and Podson fought fiercely without saying a word. It was quiet all around, only the sound of their rapid breathing could be heard, and they rolled in a ball in the waist-deep muddy water. Peterson suddenly saw an opportunity and tried his best to knock Toby down, then grabbed his hair and slammed him into the water until Toby couldn't resist and fell into the water. Panting, Peterson crawled out of the puddle and walked towards the horse. Toby floated up and crawled out of the puddle with all his strength. Peterson tried his best to calm the frightened horse so that it could step up. Unexpectedly, Toby grabbed him from behind and pulled him off the horse. The two twisted and rolled on the ground again, and finally rolled into a pile of rocks. Toby grabbed Peterson's head with his right hand and hit a rock. Peterson was injured. Toby slammed his head on the rock again and again, until he collapsed, and then let go.
The front door of the hotel was knocked open. Amy looked up hopefully, but saw Harvey, who was flushed and drunk, strode in. Harvey didn't see Amy and ignored the clerk, walked through the living room and went straight upstairs.
In Helen's front room. Helen was checking her outfit for the last time. There was a knock on the door.
Helen: "Come in, Sam."
The door opened. Harvey walked in. When he saw the suitcase, he was taken aback: "Are you going?"
Helen looked at him, not ready to answer. She tightened the last buckle on her luggage.
Harvey: "Where are you going?"
Helen: "I don't know." She walked past him and checked in the house to see if she had pulled down anything that must be taken away. Her demeanor puzzled Harvey. He followed her discouragedly.
Harvey: "It doesn't make much sense for you to do this."
Helen shrugged.
Helen: "Once I get in the car, I will know where to go."
Harvey: "You are afraid, are you? You are afraid of Guy Jordan..."
Helen honestly: "No..."
Harvey: "I must be afraid of him, or else, will you run away? As long as I am here, you don't have to be afraid of anything. You know I am not afraid of Guy Jordan. I can catch him at any time."
Helen dryly: "Maybe..."
She stood by the window, looking out. Harvey stared at her back with a strained face, and gradually became furious: "Then why are you leaving! (Helen shrugs) Have you and Donn completely broken?"
Helen turned to look at him, with a weary and contemptuous smile: "Oh, Harvey..."
Harvey furiously: "It's Don, it's Don! I know it's Don!"
Helen. "It's not Dorn! ... But I want to talk to you about you and your friend Dorn! You are a handsome guy with broad shoulders. And he is a man... Becoming a man requires more than just There are broad shoulders. Harvey, your road is still long. Do you know these? I don't think you know."
She turned to leave him, Harvey followed frantically, twisted her around abruptly, hugged her in his arms, hoarsely: "Listen to me, don't go anywhere! You stay here with me— —Just the same as before..."
He kissed Helen rudely. Helen didn't respond to his hugs and kisses, as cold as frost. Harvey let go of her suspiciously.
Helen calmly said, "Do you want to know why I am leaving? Just listen: Don will be beaten to death in half an hour, and no one will help him. Once Don dies, the town is also dead. . I can smell death now. I am a widow, alone in this world, I have to live. Therefore, I have to go somewhere else. As for you-I don’t like anyone putting their hands on them. On me, unless I want them to do this. And I don’t want you...never again—"
Harvey, who was enraged, walked towards Helen, but Helen slapped him severely.
Inside the church. The pastor is beginning to preach.
Pastor: "Today, our scripture is the fourth chapter of Malachi..."
Dorn entered the church and stood at the door.
The pastor read the "Bible": "...because, behold, that day finally comes, the world will burn like a furnace, and all the proud and evil-doers will be like..."
He raised his eyes to see Donne and stopped reading. When people saw the priest staring at the door, they all turned and looked there. There was a rustle of dresses, movement of footsteps, and whispers in the church. Silence followed. Some people seem to understand Don's intentions, while others are puzzled. Henderson was obviously surprised by Donne's appearance.
The priest frowned. "What's the matter, sheriff?"
Dorn nervously said, "I'm sorry, pastor, I didn't want to interrupt the sermon—"
The pastor angrily said, "You rarely go to church, sheriff. Your wedding was not held here either. So, what is the big event that brought you here now?"
Dorn: "I need help!"
He strode towards the preaching altar and said to the pastor: "Yes, I don't go to church often. This may be a bad thing. But today I did not hold a wedding here because my wife is a church member. The letter migration...I came here to ask for help because people gather here..."
Pastor: "I'm sorry, Sheriff. Say what you want to say!"
Dorn turned to the crowd: "Maybe some of you already know about this. If you don't know, listen: Guy Jordan is going back by the 12 o'clock train. Now I need as many helpers as possible."
There was silence, as if the news was pure news to them. The pastor didn't know about this, and couldn't help being shocked.
Scott stood up from the back seat: "What are we waiting for here? Let's go!..." He said through the passage in the middle of the church and walked towards Dorn. Behind him, there seemed to be a large group of people. Follow. Cooper stood up from behind.
Cooper shouted: "Stop! Stop!"
The moving crowd stopped, and everyone turned to him.
Cooper: "That's right—stop! Before we hurriedly set off for the unpleasant thing, we should figure out what this is for?"
There was no sound in the church. Some people who had stood up sat down again. Dorn frowned and stared at Cooper.
Cooper: "What I want to know is: Is Dorn really not the sheriff? This upcoming battle is really not a private conflict between Dorn and Jordan?"
Some men jumped up. There was a loud noise in the church. Some people refuted Cooper, while others agreed with him. Cooper's words worked. Henderson walked quickly to Donn's side:
"Quiet! Everyone, keep quiet! (The noise gradually subsides) If there are different opinions, everyone can say it... But first, let the children go out..."
The parents pushed their children into the passage. A 12-year-old boy was deeply attracted by what happened before him and tried to stay. His father hurriedly grabbed him, slapped him on the back, and dragged him out. The children walked towards the door. Henderson put his hand on Don's arm. Dorn looked at him gratefully.
train station. Pierce paced nervously. Milt lay on his back lazily. Colby was playing the harmonica. Pierce looked at the empty rails that stretched into the distance.
In the church, Scott was talking, and he angrily: "Is there any relationship between Don and Jordan? We all know what kind of guy Jordan is, and what else can we say? We are here. waste time!"
Don, Henderson, and the priest stared at him intently, listening. There was the sound of children singing outside the church. As soon as Scott's voice fell, many hands were raised, and Henderson pointed at someone: "Say it, Coy."
Coy got up: "Yes, we all know what kind of person Jordan is. But we have sentenced him. Who saved him from the gallows? It's a politician in the north! They got it out. Chaos-let them clean up..."
He sat down. With more hands raised, Henderson pointed at another person: "Sawyer--"
Sawyer stood up: "What I want to say is-we have been paying the sheriff and his assistants very high salaries, but the first time we encounter a problem, we have to solve it by ourselves. Then, we Why do you keep paying? We are not the police! This is not our job!"
There were shouts of approval and disapproval. Louis jumped up and suppressed his voice: "I keep saying that we have to ration several assistants to the sheriff. If there are enough assistants, it won't be like this now..."
Henderson said loudly: "Stop a stop-come in order! Everyone is quiet! ... (Everyone is quiet) You have to raise your hands and speak. Ezra!"
Ezra was shaking with excitement and stood up: "I can't believe I heard these words here just now. You should be ashamed to say these words. Yes, we pay him, but he is our town. The best sheriff in history. This is not his personal trouble, but a trouble for all of us. I tell you, if we don’t treat this matter correctly, there will be endless troubles! There is only one thing to do, and you all know what it is!"
The other person raised his hand. Henderson nodded at him: "Go ahead, Kibby."
Kibby stupidly said: "I have said enough about our responsibilities...well, today is Sunday, and I don't agree not to kill on the Sabbath..."
Outside the church. The older children lay on the window and peeked in. The rest are playing games brought in by early pioneers from Kentucky and Tennessee. They pulled the circle, sang, and jumped.
Inside the church.
Trumbull: "Sheriff, the three murderers swaggered on the street like high-ranking officers. Why didn't you arrest them? Why didn't you lock them up? In this way, we only need to deal with Guy Jordan alone. Instead of dealing with all four of them at the same time!"
Dorn frankly: "I have no reason to arrest them, and there is no legal basis to arrest them."
Mrs. Simpson jumped up, excitedly: "I never want to hear you talk about this anymore! What's the matter with you men? Have you forgotten, at that time, any serious woman can walk on the street in broad daylight? Did you forget? At that time, even the children were not raised here? Did you forget the overbearing evil deeds of Guy and the others? How could you sit here, endlessly, say ah-yah!"
There was silence in the church, and Ezra raised his head and said to Henderson, "Are you going to say something?"
Henderson: "Yes, I want to talk about it. Thanks to the sheriff in our town, Will Donne. The benefits he brings to our town can never be repaid with money! Forever remember Stay here! He is the best sergeant in our town, and maybe we will never have him as a good sergeant in the future."
Donne listened gratefully.
Henderson went on to say: "Don’t forget, what our town was like before Will came. Do we want it to be restored? Of course not! Therefore, the return of Guy is our business, not His personal business."
Both men and women listened attentively.
Henderson went on to say: "This is our business, because we built this town from scratch with our own hands. If we want to keep it calm and make it prosperous, then we have to have the courage to do it right. No matter how difficult it is to do..., well, when Guy and Donne meet, there will inevitably be a battle. Some people will be injured and some will die. This is inevitable..., Now, many people in the north have always wanted to invest their money in our town-building shops, factories-this is extremely important for the development of our town. However, when these investors read from the newspapers What would they think after the shooting incident on the streets of this town? They would think that our place is just an uncivilized and uncivilized town. Everything we did for this town will be destroyed, and the town will become five years ago. That way. So we can’t let the bloodshed happen in this town...Listen! You know what I think of Don. He is the best among the bravest and the loyal among the kindest. Today, he was originally. Don’t have to come back...for the sake of him and our town, I hope he doesn’t come back. Because if Jordan doesn’t meet him when he comes back, I have a foreboding that there will be no trouble. Tomorrow, we will have a new one. Sheriff...I think this is the only way out of all the current predicaments!"
Everyone was persuaded by him almost without exception.
Henderson turned to Donne: "Will, I think you should leave here as soon as it is too late! This is good for you, and good for our whole town..."
Donne stared at him in surprise, then glanced at the people. The people were silent. Dorn saw their answer in their avoiding, cautious faces. He turned and walked out of the church.
The clock in the bar points: 11:44. The camera panned, Gillis and the other two men were looking up at the clock.
Gillis: "Well, it seems that Donne is quite courageous..."
The other two nodded in agreement. At this time, Harvey was sitting alone at a table by the window drinking. He felt ashamed and angry when he heard Gillis' words, and poured a glass of wine into his stomach. Gillis walked towards Harvey:
"Hey, Harvey, I always believe in your bravery, but never in your mind..."
Harvey did not know how to understand this: "What does this mean?"
Gillis smiled and sat down: "Nothing... It's just that it can make a smart person know when to back off."
Harvey: "If I can't choose my partner when I drink here, I won't be here again."
Gillis put a smile away: "Yes..."
Harvey looked up and saw Donne walking down the street, and got up abruptly.
The drunk entered the bar and used the money Donne gave him to buy alcohol.
Pedestrians in the street avoided Dorne. Dorn walked slowly on the almost empty, quiet street, reached the end of the street, stopped there almost without thinking, and looked back at the dusty and empty street in the sun. He wiped the sweat from his face with a handkerchief, and then slowly turned around the corner.
He came to the door of the carriage and saw the door closed, with a note pasted on the door, which read slantingly: "Go to church." Dorn turned to the back door of the carriage.
Dorn walked into the carriage, walked slowly to a stable, and looked at the horses inside. This is a strong fast horse. Dorn's eyes examined it carefully. The camera followed his gaze from the sturdy body to the powerful legs. This is a steed that can participate in cross-country races.
Harvey's voice-over: "Put the saddle up, Don!"
Dorn turned around in surprise and saw that Harvey had followed the carriage, and the old sense of trust poured back into his heart.
Harvey: "Hurry up, saddle the horse. It has to run a long way to get tired... That's what you want in your heart, isn't it?"
Dorn: "It's kind of..."
Harvey looked at Donne extremely curiously: "Are you scared?"
Dorn: "I think so."
Harvey triumphantly: "I know. Of course. Come, I'll help you—" He took off a saddle and put it on the back of his horse, almost feverishly: "You've wasted a lot of time, but it's still too late. Milt and the others have been drunk at the station, which may prevent them from catching up with you..."
Dorn smiled bitterly: "Everyone seems to want me to leave town."
Harvey: "Yes. No one wants to see you killed."
Donne turned wearily, and walked out of the carriage.
Harvey: "Hey, wait!-Where are you going?"
Donn dullly said, "I don't know. I think, go back to the office."
Harvey: "Hey, don't go! You should get on the horse, you must leave!"
Donne turned and left him. Harvey grabbed Don's arm and turned him around and faced himself: "What's the matter with you? You are going to leave by yourself—you just said it yourself!"
Dorn: "Hey, Harvey, I just thought about it because I was tired. When you are tired, you also think of many things."
Harvey: "Go on, Will!"
Dorn: "Actually, you don't care about my life or death."
Harvey: "Get on the horse—"
He began to shove Donne towards the horse, and Donne stood still.
Dorn: "Don't push me, Harvey, I hate people pushing me... I don't know what I'm going to do, but no matter what I do, it's my own business."
Harvey frantically: "Get out of this town! Otherwise, I'll smash your head and tie you up and send you away immediately!"
Dorn shook Harvey's hand abruptly and walke
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