Sunset in the West

The scream of that whistle is saying,

"Clear the track, give us the right of way."

This is a special train, roaring through the California countryside.

Its destination: The scene of the latest outbreak by gun runners.

A mystified man is Sheriff Ted Osbourne.

30 years in office with an outstanding record behind him.

Faced now with finding a train which is 3 hours and 32 minutes...

overdue.

Three hours and thirty two minutes late.

Hope we don't find her piled up like the other one.

It's Schmidt, the brakeman from the missing train.

Sheriff.

Over here.

It's the engineer and fireman.

Search every inch of the ground, and bring in

anything that'll give us some information.

We've got to find that missing train.

Murderers.

I can't understand it.

What could they gain by killing these boys and emptying out the cars?

Just this, Sheriff.

That hijacked train is three hours and thirty two minutes ahead of you.

When that poll links was thrown of the car,

it was replaced with guns.

To be smuggled out of the country

along a lonely stretch of track on the border.

Move on through there, fellas.

Hey, here she comes.

Roy, that train isn't going to stop.

Well, that's funny.

Maybe they didn't get the orders.

Listen, I'll cut over the hill.

Maybe I can stop them before they get to the crossing.

Hold the cattle here.

Hi, Roy!

Hi, Splinters.

Go on down to the depot, fellas. I'll meet you there.

That was an old friend of mine, Roy Rogers.

We used to be deputies together under Sheriff Tad Osbourne.

Got the hiccups again, Splinters?

Yeah, I always get 'em when I get excited.

Must've been over seeing my old friend, Roy.

Never mind the shave.

Oh, have a haircut, Mr. Bathernaby, I mean Mr. Abernathy.

Oh, alright, but make it fast. I'm in a hurry.

Oh, I'll have you out of here in no time.

Now, that didn't take long. Did it Mr. Abernathy?

Yes, sir.

That'll be 50 cents.

Put in on my...

Take him in the station there.

They're all dead.

Because the Sheriff didn't protect them.

Yeah, what we need is a new Sheriff!

Why don't you get out and let your deputies have a chance!

You're too long in office!

When do we get some action around here?

- What is it Roy? - Tad just brought in some bodies.

Excuse me, please.

Ladies and gentlemen!

Who's he?

Oh, that's Gordon McKnight. He lives on the outskirts of town.

He's a retired lawyer.

Lived in border town about six months.

Ladies and gentlemen.

As a citizen of this community, I feel your unjustly

accusing your Sheriff and mine.

Aw, he may be your Sheriff, but not ours.

And you'll find out in four days when the election comes up.

I'm going around to the side door and have a talk with the Sheriff.

Uncle Tad, you don't have to stand for that.

Oh, you can't blame them, I guess.

I couldn't find a thing.

No clues. Nothing. Not even a trail to follow.

But, that isn't your fault.

Maybe I am too old.

Like poor old Sherlock here.

It'd serve them right if you did quit.

You get out of here.

Oh, I just wanted to see the Sheriff.

How'd you get in? That door was locked.

- Was it? - Look.

Everybody's been bothering my uncle.

He doesn't want to talk to anyone.

I think he'll talk to me.

Now, you get out of here or I'll sic this dog on you.

Hey.

He looks ferocious.

He'd probably tear me to ribbons.

Sherlock, no!

Hi, Sherlock!

That a boy, Sherlock.

That's the way to greet the best deputy I ever had.

I didn't know he'd be this glad to see me.

Of course he is and so am I.

Hiya, Tad.

This is my favorite niece.

Dixie, I don't think you've ever met Roy Rogers.

How you do?

I'm sorry. I didn't realize you were such good friends.

You been too long in office!

Why don't you quit you!

Why don't you get out! What we need's a new sheriff!

I'm going to step out, Roy.

If they want a new sheriff, they can have one.

Hey, Tad.

That's not like you, running away from trouble.

A man's got his pride.

My term's up anyhow in another four days.

Four more days, huh?

Well, I guess you know what you're doing.

Sherlock, you're getting old.

I guess you're going to have to turn in your badge, too.

Your boss can't take it on the chin any longer.

I guess he's forgotten a lot of things.

Like when that border gang was rustling cattle.

We were stumped then, too.

The whole county was riding us.

But, Tad figured it out.

He didn't quit because a crowd of people was yapping at him.

Seemed like that was always happening.

I could name you at least a dozen times.

Too bad Tad didn't quit when he was on top.

When he could walk down the street and hold his head up.

30 years in office and he runs out four days before his term is up.

It isn't much time to work, but at least we could've gone out trying.

Did you say, “We could have?"

Yes, Tad. I'd like to have my badge back.

You know that train that was wrecked this morning?

Yeah.

Well, I was on it for a minute.

You see, I've got a personal score to settle in this town,

if it's alright with you.

All right with me?

We've always been able to get a job done, Roy, working together.

Maybe it'll be like... like old times.

- Uncle Tad! - Roy said what I should have.

At least I can go out trying.

Now what was this about you being on that train?

Wait a minute.

You talk about that train later. I've got a job to do.

All of ya! On your way!

I am declaring this a mob and unlawful assembly.

Now, you'll either go on about your business, or you'll all go to jail!

I've got four more days in office,

and until that's over, I'm still sheriff here!

Now, go on home, all of ya!

Go on your way now!

That's the spirit, Sheriff.

Thanks. We'll get things done now.

I've got my old deputy back. I want you to meet Roy Rogers.

- How are ya? - How ya do?

I have to go send a telegram. I'll see you later.

All right, Roy.

Here's the guy that broke the window, Sheriff.

Do you want me to put him behind bars?

No, let him go.

You're pretty lucky.

Well, if you need me any more, I'll be in my barber shop.

Just a minute.

What are you doing, Tad?

I need a shave.

But, I want to scare the hiccups outta ya first.

They gone?

Yeah, yeah! Come on!

Sherlock, I knew you'd stick by Tad

no matter what anybody thought of him.

So, you might as well have your badge back.

Hey, Johnny.

How about it?

Yeah, why not?

Fielders, how are you?

What's your pleasure? What are you having?

- Give us your best poison. - Make it two.

Juanes.

Here, you could use a little bit of this, too. You've

been rolling around in that skunk cabbage again.

Splinters.

How many times do I have to tell you

when you're making a report to call me Chief.

Ok, Chief. I have a little tip for you.

Thatta girl, let's have it.

We split the reward 50/50?

Sure, sure, sure. What's the tip?

Two strangers in town. Very suspicious.

They are in the Cantina now.

Thanks, Carmelita. We'll find out who they are.

Ok, chief.

I'll be right back. I gotta see the Sheriff.

Hey, Sheriff, I got some hot info for ya.

Are you sure this isn't another one of your brainstorms?

No. There are two big time criminals in the cantina.

Probably armed to the teeth.

Well, I better look-see.

Who told you about this?

Never divulge the source of your information, Sheriff.

But, I got operators spotted all over town.

There's always the chance that just once you might be right.

Now, wait for me, Sheriff.

"Taking short vacation." Stop