Utah Blaine

This is far enough.

Easy now.

He falls off, it'll be all over.

A broken neck ain't gonna get you out of this fast, Neal.

Hurry it up, Lud.

It'll be light soon. It's a long way back.

You'll get yours, Lud.

You'll get what's coming to you.

Ain't nothing coming to me, Joe,

except a large hunk of the 46-Connected.

Have a nice trip, Joe.

Wh-who do I--

I have to th-thank?

Only reason you're alive

is they wanted to hang you slow.

Yeah.

No horse?

I'm walking.

In this county?

Yeah.

You can tell me who you are when you're ready.

Ha. Bet I'm 2 inches taller now.

What did they have against you?

My land.

The best land in the valley.

All of 'em trying to get it

like a... pack of wolves.

The 46-Connected Ranch. Ever hear of it?

No.

Been on it more than 30 years.

Fought the Indians for it then.

Trouble is none of the land

around here has ever been filed.

Now all the little guys want to get big quick

by...killing me and taking over what's mine.

They've already killed one big rancher.

Gid Blake.

You know how they got away with it?

How?

By calling themselves Vigilantes.

They make themselves the law...

and there's no law to hold 'em in check.

It's Russ Nevers. He's the one.

He's the only one with brains enough

to organize 'em and make killers out of 'em.

Well, if you go back, you're a dead man.

Well, what am I gonna do?

Just give it all up, just like that?

There's more than 30,000 head of cattle on the 46.

I--

I've told you a lot, friend.

I'm Utah Blaine.

What are you giving me?

Utah Blaine is in old Mexico,

mixed in that revolution, I heard.

I crossed the border a week ago.

Like that?

Yeah, like this.

I was supposed to face a firing squad down there.

Only the jail didn't hold together long enough.

Want a job? I got a job.

I'll pay you more.

This job doesn't pay any money.

Huh. Working for nothing?

You didn't make that much money in Mexico.

Fellow that sold me out did.

You're hunting somebody.

You ever heard the name... Rink Witter?

Rink Witter was with that bunch

that tried to string me up tonight.

What's your town?

Red Creek. Over the ridge.

Play along with me and you can have Rink.

He's a gun-hand for Russ Nevers.

What's the deal?

Go back to Red Creek as manager for the 46.

You'll get a hundred a month and an outfit,

plus $1000 expense money.

Clear this up,

you get 1000 head of cattle

to start your own spread or sell.

Can you walk? We can't stay here.

Sure.

Railroad crosses the mountains about six miles back.

We can reach El Paso and draw the papers up proper.

One thing more: you'll need information.

See a man named Ben Kinyon.

He's a friend of mine from the old Indian days.

Don't do anything till you see him.

Remember the name.

Ben Kinyon. I'll remember it.

I'm looking for a man named Ben Kinyon.

Where do I find him?

You'd better hurry.

Over that way, beyond the church.

Thanks.

I've seen him before.

I've seen him before someplace.

Which one of you is Ben Kinyon?

What did you want with Ben Kinyon?

If he's here, I'll talk to him.

Yesterday, you could have talked to him.

Not now.

That his grave?

I don't know you, mister. Leave me alone.

Maybe there's an excuse for you

not knowing she's Ben's daughter.

Now you know, go away.

Joe Neal didn't tell me Kinyon had a daughter.

You said Joe Neal.

You're lying.

Joe Neal is dead.

Killed like my father.

Didn't I tell you to clear out?

A funeral ain't no place

for trouble, mister.

What happened to Ben Kinyon?

Ambushed, out on 46 land.

Never had a chance.

Now will you go.

What about Joe Neal?

Well, I'll tell you this much.

He's alive.

The rest I'd better tell to you, nobody else.

You didn't say who you are.

That's right. I didn't.

Tom... get my horse.

Angie, you're not

riding out of here with any stranger.

You're coming with me to the B-Bar, and we'll--

Thanks, Mary.

I'll talk with him.

Mister, I warn you...

if anything happens to her...

You think the way things are

in this valley, those will do any good?

He's looking for trouble, sure enough.

It was Alta. That's where it was.

I remember now.

Man, what's Utah Blaine doing here?

Utah Blaine?

Yeah.

More than a thousand miners are raising holy Ned.

Alta was a hole, a real stinking hole,

till they called him in.

Yeah, that's where it was.

Alta. When he had his guns tied down.

Looks like you're gonna see it again too.

You tie 'em down

like a professional gunslinger.

That just for show?

Coming?

Angie, you can't go with him.

We'll be at my place.

How much further is this place of yours?

Far end of the 46 range. Another three miles.

They're watching us.

They're wondering who you are.

Wondering who'd dare

take up with Ben Kinyon's daughter.

Think they'd shoot you?

I don't know.

Well, don't stop till you get to your place.

Is this the boundary of the 46?

Well, north boundary.

Why?

Anybody riding up is on Joe Neal's land.

First, no one's taking the 46 away from Joe Neal.

He made me manager to see to it.

You out of your mind?

You expect to hold out against

Russ Nevers and his bunch all by yourself?

That's what he's paying me for.

Who in blue blazes are you?

Blaine. Mike Blaine.

Up at Alta, they started calling me Utah.

I was right.

A professional gunslinger.

I want nothing to do with you, mister.

Get out.

I was expecting help from your father.

Now it has to be you.

A professional gunman killed my father.

Rink Witter?

How did you know that?

Can you prove it?

No.

Who are the Vigilantes?

Nevers heads 'em up.

Then there's Clell Miller, Lud Fuller...Farragut...

Oh, about eight or 10 others.

Miller's the foreman at the B-Bar.

That's, uh, Gid Blake's place?

Yeah, that was Gid Blake's daughter

you met at the cemetery.

What about her?

They all want the 46.

Maybe even Mary Blake.

I don't know.

They say Joe Neal's dead.