 The Hollywood Radio Theater, adaptations of famous motion pictures, with Hollywood's greatest stars. Here is your host, Frank Brzeeg. Greetings again, ladies and gentlemen. Over a century ago, the eyes of the world turned to California and the fabulous wealth of the new gold strike. Men and women with adventure in their hearts braved incredible hardships to reach the new empire of the west and an epic chapter in the history of the nation was written in their blood and courage. All the color and romance of those fabulous times is captured in the Paramount screen hit, California. And we present it with Ray Milan in his original screen role and Elizabeth Scott as his co-star. It's curtain time and here's California starring Ray Milan as Jonathan and Elizabeth Scott as Lily with Raymond Burr as Captain Coffin. The year is 1848. At a fairly town along the western trail, a large wagon train is about to resume its long journey to California. Now, what do you want? They tell me the wagon train's getting ready to leave. Who's the boss? I am. Well, then you can help me. How about a lift to California? Not a chance. Why not, Mr. Corporal? It's a room for all of us. It's a room for one more. You can ride one of my way. I'm welcome. Turn on your car. It's the only thing she cheats at. Thank you, Mrs. Everett. Throw her out of this town. We don't want to like the herd near us. Well, I'm glad to see you two good ladies who are so set against wickedness. I think we can take her off your hands, all right? Well, I think I've got something to say about that, Mr. Fabian. Oh, I can pay my way if that's what you're thinking. Now, look, Fabian, this is your wagon train. It's my job to get you where you're going. For $1,000 cash, I've guaranteed you to lay this outfit down in California all in one piece. There'll be trouble enough. Who are you afraid of? Me or yourself? I don't care what kind of baggage we carry, and I don't want the boys fighting over it. You say there's trouble ahead of us, Mr. Trumbull. And we'll need all the help we can get from Providence. By doing one good deed now, we'll improve our chances with Providence considerably. Have one of the boys get the ladies' baggage, Mr. Trumbull. Oh, thank you. My name's Fabian, Miss, and this is Mr. Trumbull. I'm Lily Bishop. Just like that, Mr. Fabian. It's all settled, huh? She comes with us, Jonathan. Now, what time will we be leaving here? Get your people together. We're leaving right now. Everything's quiet, Johnny. Looks like a nice, calm night. Yeah. Tell Ed to take the cattle watch, Whitey. Warn you a section to go easy on water. I've just told the others. That's two days along Dry Hall. You told the others? And what about her? The girl in Fabian's wagon. What about her? Take a look at you. I'll take care of her right away. What do you think you're doing? That's water. Two days' rashes and you're washing your hair in it. I ought to make you drink it. How am I supposed to keep clean, Mr. Trumbull? Stay dirty like the rest of us. Where's Fabian? In his other wagon where he belongs. Good night, Mr. Trumbull. Yeah, I think we live through the night. What's in the box, Grandpa? Yes. I've got some grape cuttings in here. They sure don't look like much right now. Grape cuttings? Awful dry, aren't they? No, painfully dry. I heard you just now with Miss Bishop. Sort her up with her. Well, I'm rough on everybody. I've got to be, Grandpa. Maybe you think it's easy to haul you farmers over the trail. I'd just as soon right heard I'm buffalo. Then why did you hire out as a guy? Maybe I'd just like to keep moving. That could be the reason, couldn't it? You, uh, no Missouri at all? Yes, some. Been through it. I won't send a vineyard there. Rich, good earth. Why'd you leave it? Because I want it soon. The grapes need more than earth, Mr. Trumbull. Well, they don't look much like grapes to me. More like a lot of dead sticks. From these dead sticks I've seen miracles rise every spring in my vineyard. Now see it again, please, God, in California. Yeah, you're a long way from it right now. That's you, Trumbull. I've been looking for you. What's the matter, Panic? You run out of water? Patience would be more like it. How much longer is it going to take? Well, we're all in the hurry to get where we're going. You, Mr. Panic, as well as the rest of us. Oh, perhaps your reasons are different. I paid my way tonight. There's room for more than farmers in California. Room for everybody. California's going to be the next state in the union, God willing. I wouldn't be too sure, Fabian. Times like these there may not even fear you. We don't need that kind of talk, Mr. Panic. Not in this train. Only a fool would close his eyes to what's going on back east. A little grease on your tongue, Panic. You'll keep out of this, Neil Skinner. What do you know about politics? Politics? Practically nothing. But we've got people with this outfit from Ohio and Kentucky, Wisconsin and Georgia. The north and south is right here. And we're getting along fine, understand? If you've got any more of that talking to you, you'd better say to yourself. And when we get to California, once we get there, you can tear each other to pieces for all I care. Me? I'll be having a long drink. But until then, keep your mouth shut. It's kinda late to be up, Pop, isn't it? Lily. Boy, I was just reading. Been down in the campfire. There are women on this train, Pop. And they don't like me any more than the women back in Pony Flats. Forget about them, Lily. Listen to this. A land of wheat and barley and vineyards. A land of oil and honey. Where thou shall eat thy bread and enjoy abundance of all things. Somebody else writing about California? This was thousands of years ago. The children of Israel and God leading them to the Promised Land. Oh, they're pretty words, Pop. Pretty names. I know lots of names, too. Natchez, Memphis, Savannah, New Orleans. Oh, they're pretty, too. But they're places that can break your heart. But I'll find a place somewhere where nobody can throw me out. I'm... I'm grateful to you, Pop, for taking me along to the Promised Land. Don't let them hurt you, Lily. They don't hurt me, Pop. They can't. You're the best that I've seen since I left Missouri. Soldiers out here on the desert. Just a routine patrol, Mr. Fabian. We sure thought you were Indians when we first saw you dust. We've just been all through this country, Mr. Fabian. No sign of Indians. Now, uh, where's your guy? Well, he went on ahead, just got around a bit. He trombo-backed yet wordy. Ain't seen him, Mr. Fabian. Well, you can tell me. How's the waterhole at Salt Lake? Three days ago, our horses stood in it up to the knees. Blend your water, Captain. Uh-huh. Um, about your guy, uh, trombo, huh? That's not a common name. He wouldn't have a brother, would he? Not that he spoke to him. Well, I once knew a lieutenant by that name. Good soldier, too. Not the kind you'd expect to desert. Well, stick to the trail and good luck. Sound your call, Corporal. We're moving out. And 20 miles today, Grandpa. Not too bad for a country like this. And plenty of water to spare from a great cuttings. Those cuttings still got life in them, huh? Life. Someday you'll drink wine from these dead little snakes. Well, I'm not planning on it, Grandpa. Well, any problems? Not a thing, Jonathan. Then I think I'll go join the boys. There's a card game tonight. Seems like Lily's winning all their money. Lily? Yeah, and she's good at it, Grandpa. Too good. Why do you think they ran her out of town? Cheats you mean? Mark Cohns? There's been a rumor. I'll soon find out. Oh, Jonathan, wait. Yeah? Have you any family, Jonathan, any brothers? No. It's none of my business, I know. But were you ever in the Army? Now, look, you hired me to take you to California. If you had any questions like that, you should have asked them long ago. No questions, Jonathan. That's enough for me, little. Spence of company. Here's your heart for me, too. So you're all leaving so early, too. I'm still here, and I'm calling your bet. Still want to climb those golden stairs, huh? Well, Mr. Trumbull, what have you got? Jack High Street. What a pity. A full house. You know, you're awful cute, Miss Bishop. Where'd you learn poker at your mother's knee? No, my father's. He was a gambler, Mr. Trumbull. Played the Mississippi River Boats. And he always used to say, it's a cheat who's most afraid of being cheated. You, uh, you better stay on your horse after this. It makes you look a lot more important than you really are. Oh, just one thing more. My father also told me to always leave a man burying money. We'll do it again, boys, whenever you're ready. Mind if I talk to you, Lily? It's not my wagon. I don't own it. I came to give you back your burying money. When I need any favors from you, I'll ask for them. Aren't you afraid people will see you? You'd better get in the wagon. It took you a long time to make up your mind, didn't it? Make up my mind? Why don't you admit it? Back there in Pawnee Flat, there was something else you were afraid of. You know, for a woman, you're pretty smart. Too smart. A woman gets tired knowing too much. Sometimes she likes to be surprised. Like this, maybe? That was what you wanted, wasn't it? To kiss a woman. Well, that's exactly what you're not going to get. So now you're paying me off, huh? You sat like judgment on me. They were throwing me out of town. You thought just what they wanted you to think. You didn't need any proof, oh no. You knew just by looking at me, you knew. And ever since then, all these weeks trying to shame me. You're not a hard man to figure, Mr. Trumbo. That was your way of making love to me. Then you come here and expect me to fall into your arms and be thankful for the favor you're doing me. I came here to give you back your money. Pretty high and mighty, aren't you? Boss of a wagon trade. But let me tell you this. If I live long enough, and I will, I'm going to pull you down off that fancy horse of yours and shove your face right in the muck. So help me. Anything else to tell me? It'll have to wait, won't it? Aren't you being called? Trouble, Mr. Trumbo? Yeah, probably. Whatever it is, it's tame to what you're going to get from me. Now get out of here. Move. It's gold. They found gold in California. Who are these men? That's right, we've seen your campfires. We figured we'd better share the good news. They found the gold. They're always finding gold in California, but nobody ever saw it. What a state this time, Mr. Mountains are gold. Tons are gold. We're heading for California, if you like, you can string along with us. We ain't waiting for no wagon. We aim to get there while there's still standard rules. It's not use, Grandpa. This is the end of your wagon train. They're all going to look for gold. Gold. I hate the word. Bring us nothing but murder and greed. We steal it out of the ground and we'll steal it from one another. Look at their faces, Jonathan. Look at their eyes. Abe, don't be a fool. Don't leave the train. I'd be a fool to stay, Mr. Fabian. Quickly you get there the richer you'll be. But your wagon, Abe, all your belongings. From here on in, I'm my own boss. You want my wagon? It's yours. See you in California, gentlemen. You'll need those tools, Slim. You'll need your plows. Stay with the train. What train? There ain't any train anymore. We're going by horse. Well, get me a plow too. Gold plating. He's right, Jonathan. There isn't any train anymore. So you're going too, huh? I am. Nobody's going to get to California ahead of me. Look, I suppose you've got plenty of reason to hate me, but, well, I don't want anything to happen to you. Breaking up the wagon train, it's liable to be dangerous. I'll take my chances. Now, before you go, there's something I'd like to say about... Well, about last night, I... Well, speak up, Mr. Trumbo. I might begin to think you are not so sure of yourself after all. Look, I'm trying to apologize. I'm sorry I slapped you. Get ready to go, Lil. That's all you've got. You're going with him? With panic? You got anything to say about it? Not a thing, except I almost made a mistake. As long as we're leaving, Trumbo, I got a present for you. My bow whip. I won't be needing it anymore. It's on yours. See you in California, Mr. Trumbo. How are you feeling, Jonathan? Any better? I feel like what I am. The biggest fool in the territory. Easy now, Mr. Ingest. You stay put. You've been a broken bone on that shoulder. Letting panic knock me off a horse like that. It might have been a bullet instead of a whip. They've all gone, huh? Yeah, and the only ones left. We're staying here awhile. That shoulder will take time to mend. 700 miles between us and California, and this had to happen. Let me know how you to get there. Sun and the soil still be waiting. I wonder... I wonder if we'll ever see any of them again. Kenneth, Lily, yeah. Yeah, I wonder. Well, California will continue in a moment. What's the word for the Armed Forces Radio and Television Service? Today, the word is climb on the bandwagon. We've all heard that phrase, the first bandwagon was horse drawn and large enough to carry a full band. Usually associated with publicizing some sort of an event. The bandwagon is most generally thought of in connection with the circus or a political event. Often the political candidates would ride on the bandwagon. Their supporters would climb on the bandwagon to show their support. Often this public display of confidence was given in the hopes of gaining some favor from the candidate if he was successfully elected. Then there were the other folks who just climbed on the bandwagon to join the crowd. Today we still see those who will flock to join some popular fad, whether it be politics or a circus. They figuratively climb on the bandwagon. That's the word for the Armed Forces Radio and Television Service. Act 2 of California starring Ray Milan as Jonathan and Elizabeth Scott as Lily. Two months have gone by and the Gold Rush in California is at the height of its hysteria. Overnight scores of towns have sprung up. Among them, a place called Pharaoh City, a collection of half-built shacks and tents. The largest building in town is a saloon, the Golden Lily. Hello, Panic. Trouble. Reaching for a gun bet? I don't try anything. I won't, not just now. So you finally made it. Yeah. Where's Lily? Can't get her off your mind, huh? There's a lot of things I can't get off my mind, but I'm going to take them one at a time. Who's this stranger, Panic? Oh, his name's Trumbo. This here's Mr. Pike. Welcome to Pharaoh City, Mr. Trumbo. Thanks. You're a sailor, huh? I ain't no scurvy landlubber. One of these days, Mr. Pike, somebody's going to cut your throat. Where you going, Mr. Trumbo? This rough talk upset you? I think I see a friend of mine. Hey, Whitey! Johnny! Charity! So you did get it, huh? How about you? Millionaire yet? Me. I'm lucky if I eat once a day. But I thought everybody in town was rich. Ask him what's going on. That's even gouging. Pike? That's right, Pike. Go on, ask him, Johnny. Him and his captain, Coffin. What's your lift, farmer? You know more, I won't. I come here, Johnny, expecting to find a free country. Instead, I find a shark named Captain Coffin, squeezing the life blood out of the place. But you got a claim, haven't you? But I need water to work my claim. I got to buy water from Coffin, pay him for every drop. I got to buy Coffin's food at Coffin's prices. I got to buy two drop from him. A hundred dollars for a shovel. Shut up, mister! Two days ago, my claim started to pay out. Good truth. Right then, Coffin and his gang moved in. Sears their foreclosure for debt. They drive me off the place with pick-handles. I warned you, Hastie! All right, boys! Let's take care of them! What's the damage this time, Mr. Pike? A couple of chairs and a mirror, Miss Lily. I'm beginning to think you're too expensive to have around. It takes a long time to get furniture out here. You said you wanted to see that fella when he came, too. Well, he's all right now, I guess. Mike clouded him with a bottle. Where is he? I dumped him in your office, Miss Lily. Thanks! Well, Mr. Trumbull, I'm glad to see you're still alive. I came to this place looking for you. I didn't expect such a big reception. I told you once before how I felt about you. You know, I'm just beginning to understand something. No woman can go around hating a man the way you say you hate me. Not unless there's something else on her mind. This much, I'll tell you. If you ever so much as set foot in here again, I'll have a better man than Pike throw you out. You talk like maybe you own this place. I do. Maybe I shouldn't ask how you got it. Well, then don't. Must take quite a man to stake you to a layout like this. Why, just the furnishings of room, Mr... Hey, what's this? It's a model of a ship. Yeah. Famous ship, too. A brig. Nice ship. From you, Skinnery. You seem to know a lot about ships. My father was first made on a whaler. Let me see that model. Congo Queen. Pharaoh Coffin, master. Coffin. You know, I keep hearing that name. Why do you mention it? Yes, Lily. Well, I understand a lot of things. Something amuse you, friend. Like said you had company, Lily. Don't worry. I can take care of him. You're a long way from Africa, Captain Coffin, and the slave trade. Why, slaves, Mr. Trumbo. I can get more for a shovel than I can for a black. Or by running helpless men off their claims with pick handles. These are fast-moving times. No room for helpless men. This is an odd place to find a man who remembers the Congo Queen. A fine ship, Mr. A fine name. She was a floating graveyard. I used to hear back east how people crossed to the other side when you walked down a street. They said you had the stink of death about you. Anything else, Mr. Trumbo? Yeah, they told me no court would try you because no one would hold it. A black was a man, just an animal to be beaten and chained. Most men love the chains they wear, Mr. Trumbo. They need a master the way an infant needs its mother. You know, Coffin, for all your ways, I've heard it said you're a frightened man. Afraid that one day a bolt would break. A chain would give and the blacks would come swarming up out of the hold. What do you dream about at night, Captain Coffin? Of California, friend. California. You never hear the drag of the chains below decks? The chanting of the slaves over there dead? I even heard rumors of nightmares you've had. Shut up. That's true, isn't it, Captain? In Faro City, the truth has a price on its head, and you don't speak it, Mr. Trumbo, unless you're armed, nor do you intrude into another man's dream. As for you, Lily, well, I had you wrong. You don't care for anybody but Lily Bishop. Who said that the wages of sin to death looks like they come pretty high in Faro City? I'll kill you. I'll kill you. Next time, I won't spoil her aim, Mr. Trumbo. I'm obliged, Captain. Happy drain. Why did you do it? Why did you do it? Because I knew you would cry over him afterwards. I should not like to see you crying, Lily. Games open, gentlemen. Place your bets, please. Place your bets. Close that table, Mike. The matter, Miss Lil, ain't there money any good? I said close that table. You heard it, gentlemen. Sorry. I thought I told you to stay out of here, Trumbo. Now, this time, I didn't come to see you, Lil. This is business. I don't want any business from you. What's the matter? You scared? What have you got that I should be scared of? Well, wouldn't be my luck, would it? I got quite a pile of chips here. Mike, get up. I'll deal. Is any game still open? It's open, but only to Trumbo and me. And this time, Trumbo, there won't be any burying money. Well, thanks for the warning, Lil. I'll go ahead and deal. You win again, Mr. Trumbo. Not quitting, are you? I never quit. How much? How much you got? Four stacks of chips. All right. Four stacks. Looks like you're bidding into a queen, Lil. All right with you? Anything you say. And take three cards. Well? A four, a trade, a ten. Too bad, Lil. Pay him off, Mike. The game's closed. Well, you ain't busted, are you? Looks like I am. Just a minute. I'll cut you, Lil. Every chip I've won against this place. If you win, I'm broke. If I win, I get the saloon. Everything or nothing, high card wins. Lay off, Lil. He's too lucky tonight. Look, a while back, you said you weren't afraid of anything I've got. Well, I got this pile of chips, and it says you've lost your nerve. Shuffle the cards, Mr. Trumbo. Now, cut. Not too good, Lil. Four or diamonds? Got him licked, Lil. Most anything's better than a four. Sure. Well, go ahead. Cut a card. The deuce. The deuce of space. Well, it looks like I'm the new proprietor. Turn everything over to him, Mike. All right, boys. Let's have a drink on the house. Here's your piece of paper, Mr. Trumbo. A quick plain deed. You don't have to leave, Lil. You can work here, you know. Don't do me any favor. I'm not. I'll need a good dealer. Maybe you can get back a piece of the coffin's money. It wasn't coffin's money. No? Who's was it? It was mine. I bought this place from coffin with it. But it took me five years to save. But that's my business, not yours. Sure. That's the way you feel. That's exactly the way I feel. Good night, Mike. Good night, Mr. Lil. Hey, Mike, take a thousand dollars. See that she gets it. Burying money. She won't need burying money. Not where she's going. Why not? Coffin's place. Captain, we'll see you now. Straight ahead, ten years into the library. Mr. Trumbo. Frankly, I hardly expected you to accept my invitation. I appreciate it. Just curiosity, Captain. I've heard about this place of yours, but I'll never believe the word until now. People said it was a palace. Well, they were right. I bought it from a grandee of Spain, Mr. Trumbo. Thousands of acres in this Hacienda. It's more than a palace. It's also a citadel, as I'm sure you've observed. Oh, and guards, thick walls, iron gates. Are there slaves in California, too, Captain Toffin? You talk like a fool. But you didn't send for me to listen to me talk. Oh, I hear you took over the Golden Lily last night. I like a man who takes what he wants and doesn't ask too many questions. I like to see such a man get ahead, but not too far ahead. I have a good piece of this country in my hands, Mr. Trumbo. You'd be stupid to think I'd let any of it go. I'll buy the Golden Lily at a fair price, and you can leave California. Or you can stay here and go along with me. Do you know what that means? I'll do all right alone as a saloon keeper. I could possess all of California and the power that goes with it if I had a handful of men like you. Sorry, no deal. At least we understand each other. Good day, Mr. Trumbo. Mr. Pike, no deal, he said, huh? No deal. We'll dispose of Trumbo tonight. Now, find Miss Bishop. She's not occupied. I'll be waiting for her in the patio. Although she is occupied. Who should know by now that in certain matters I am a man of unbounded patience, Mr. Pike? I shall still wait for it. All my travels will end. I never found another island like it. Such tranquility, such a paradise. Yes, a man could well forget himself there. Why didn't you stay? Alone? No. But I could return there and be happy with you, Lily. Do you hear me? I'd like to take you there someday. Someday? Maybe I'd like to go. As my wife, Lily. Because it seems so strange. All my life I've wanted to be just that. A wife. Does that seem so strange to you? I have no illusions that you would love me. But I believe we could be happy together. I know what they say about me as slaver and all the rest of it. But everything I did, I did because I had to. Nobody ever helped me. My father was a drunken sail rigger. I took more beatings before I was 12 than any felon does in a lifetime. I ran away, lived under the wards like a rat. Then one day, one day I saw a captain step from his ship to the shore. Bright buttons gleaming in the sun, giving orders like a giant, like a king. In time I became the master of the ship. Now I'm a master of a town, dirty stinking place that it is. But tomorrow, tomorrow I'll be master of a country. All of California, Lily. And when that happens, I... You're not even listening. There are other thoughts in your eyes. You're thinking of someone else? Yes. Who? I am. Of a little boy. I was trying to picture you like you said. I'm beginning to understand you. I love you, Lily. I love you. I think Mr... I was trying to picture you like you said. I'm beginning to understand you. I love you, Lily. I love you. I think Mr. Trumbo's ready to listen to you now, Captain. Come on in. The rest of you men get out of his office. Close the door, Mr. Pike. None of this is my wish, Mr. Trumbo. You made your own decision. You didn't come here just to have me beaten up. Only to tell you that this is your last night in Faro City. But before you leave, I want you to sign this. Quit claiming deed for the Golden Lily. There's a pen. Sign it. If you want to kill him, Captain, here, use a gun. Kill him? No. No, no gun. There are other ways. Put him on a horse. Tie him. Hand and foot. Then lose him in the desert. I'll see you tomorrow, then, at the Hacienda. I won't be there. I'm going south to meet Senator Creel. Creel? He's here? He's here. Six months more, Mr. Pike. And I'll own the entire territory of California. I'm moving on. Where are you going? I'm going to get a college education, an associate degree. A college education gives you mobility. Well, I'm moving off. What do you mean? I'm going to get a bachelor's degree in computer science. Education counselor said that all my programming experience is worth college credit. And if I take some courses... College level education can help you advance in your job specialty. There are any number of courses and programs available to service members overseas. So if you like the kind of mobility a college degree can give you, stop by the education office. You could be on your way up. Every day we go looking for trouble. And do you know what we find? What do you think is the biggest health problem today? Cancer. That would have to be cancer. Cancer. These people are wrong. And that's the trouble. While cancer may be the most talked about problem, it isn't the biggest. For every person who dies from cancer, more than two die from heart-related problems, like high blood pressure. This not only affects almost one in four adults today, but it's often symptomless, which means nearly 17.5 million Americans are needlessly risking their lives to cardiovascular problems without realizing it. This is the kind of trouble we look for. We're the American Heart Association, committed to reducing death and disabilities due to heart disease, through research, prevention, improved treatments, and information which could save your life. Heart disease, huh? Who'd ever think of that? The American Heart Association. Oh, right. The American Heart Association. We're fighting for your life. Now your host, Frank Brzee, returns to the microphone. Back three of California, starring Ray Milan as Jonathan and Elizabeth Scott as Lily. Six weeks have gone by since Jonathan Trumbo's sudden departure from Faro City. But now, just as unexpectedly, he's returned. Not to the town, but to the shack of his old friend, Mr. Fabian. It wasn't lanky to sell out, Jonathan. Run off without telling anybody. Sell out? I was run out. Captain Coffin, you did a pretty good job, too, Grandpa. Almost perfect. Yeah, but where have you been? I'm not too sure, Whitey. Over most of that desert, I guess. It hadn't been for a couple of Indians that are cashed in long ago. What are you going to do, Johnny? Well, first off, I'm going to borrow your gun. What good will it do you to kill Coffin? Men like Coffin are like weeds in the field. You have to dig them up by the roots and can't do that with a gun. Jonathan, lots of things have happened while you've been gone. They're planning a convention at Monterey to make California another state in the Union. And when that happens, they'll take care of men like Coffin. Sorry, Grandpa, I can't wait that long. Besides, if there is a convention, he'll be running it. Maybe Johnny's right, Mr. Fabian. Look what's going on right now. Tonight. What? I'm not sure, Jonathan. Some big shindig at Coffin's Hacienda send it creelers there, politicians from back east. Some of them rich Spaniards, too. I'm sure you'd like to know what they're cooking up. So would I, Wadi. There's only one way to find out. I'm going there. As much as we know, gentlemen, that in the hands of the delegates, we'll rest the decision as to whether or not California becomes a state. As I've told you, I intend to be a delegate myself. Even so, even so, the convention may go against us. That's why we're meeting here now. What is Senor Coffin proposing? Immediate preparation for the armed seizure of California. Isn't that rushing things a little? I think Senator Creel can answer that. You're a banker, Mr. Barrett. Surely you should know that a whole country is rushing toward an armed conflict. When that happens, a strong and independent California can affect decisively the outcome. Senor, I too would like California to be a great and independent country. And yet, if the people should be against it, I would be a fool to fight for them. Yes, yes. You ask a great deal from us, Senator Creel, but what can we expect from you? If we're going to take the territory by force, what do we do about weapons? Powder and shot, don't grow on trees. No, Mr. Willoughby, they do not. Come with me, gentlemen. We'll take a little walk. I'll show you ample evidence of Senator Creel's good faith. Senora, senora! Well, I suppose you could call me a guest. You don't remember me. Oh, yes, many weeks ago, to see the master. Please, senor, you do not tell him. You do not tell him. Tell him what? I am not to come here to the chapel. He keeps it always locked, senor. Why lock up a chapel? I do not know. But if he finds a... Senora, they're coming here. Listen. There's no time to get out. Get behind the older. Hurry. Follow me, gentlemen. Perhaps you will find these precincts overly pious. But I assure you they are practical. Here. Here in this anti-room. Behold. Guns and ammunition from the floor to the ceiling. And heaven's enough to equip her regiment. But how did you get it here? Our friend, Senator Creel, smuggled it in right under Colonel Stewart's nose. Stewart? He's back in California? He's in camp just outside of Ferro City. You don't suppose he's got wind of this? If I know Stewart, he's too busy with his own political career. Shall we return to the house, gentlemen? Those guns. Why does he have them here? I do not know, senor. It is a sin against God. Be careful, senor. You're only one against men. Just forget you ever saw me here. Miss Bishop, is she here tonight? Yes, senor. Soon the dancing will commence in the patio. She will be there, senor. Thank you. Lily, wait! Chamba! But do you know this isn't a safe place for you? Since one of you cared. I don't. Then why warn me? Because I'm not afraid anymore. Of you or anything. For the first time in my life, I've got something I've always wanted. What would that be? I'm... I'm going to marry Farrell Coffin. You don't love him? He knows it. You wouldn't understand, would you? That a woman can sometimes manage without love. Providing the price is all right. Two months ago I would have hated you for that. No, it doesn't matter. You talk hard, trumbo, but underneath you're human like everyone else. Why didn't you ever show that side of me? Instead of always trying to hurt me? Why do you tell me that now? Because it's too late now to do anything about it. You know, you were right about me trying to hurt you. Don't ask me why. Maybe I want to even up a lot of other women. And I'm going to hurt you again. Worse than ever. You can't hurt me. That's one thing I've promised myself. You can't hurt me ever again. Look, I came here tonight to kill Koffin. Well, I'm not going to. Not tonight. I've found out enough about him to make me want to find out a little more. But I'll come back, little. And when I do, nothing's gonna save him. Oh, no, no, you mustn't. Even if I loved you, you couldn't stop me now. Good night, little. Lily, what's the matter, darling? Does he look unhappy? Do I? I'm not unhappy. Lily, in all my life, I never want to cause you a moment's sadness. If only I could... What was that? I heard something. Oh, it's just the wind, Farrow, stirring the branches. No, no. Well, see for yourself. The leaves are brushing against the roof. Only the wind. For a moment it sounded... sounded like naked feet shuffling across the deck of a ship. It was you to make a deal, Colonel Stewart. It's hardly a practice of the army to make deals with deserters. Colonel Stewart, I didn't wake you up in the middle of the night just to have myself arrested. Sir, did you ever hear of a Captain Farrow Corphin? A man who's running for the Monterey Convention? That's not all he's running for. He's setting himself up to take over all of California with enough guns to start a small war. I know all about Captain Corphin and the guns that were smuggled in. But you won't need reinforcements, sir. You won't need the army at all, not if you'll agree to what I'm asking. I found it, Trumple. I don't make deals with deserters. But if you help me wipe out my court martial, I'll take Corphin off your hands. How? Kill him? Something like that. That way of settling disputes is over, Trumple. If you want to kill this man, kill him politically. Run somebody against him and break his back at the poles. Do you know anybody who's really respected around here? An honest man? Well, I know a farmer like that, Michael Fabian. But what if he doesn't break Corphin's back? I will make a deal, Trumple. I'll give you your freedom for 30 days till after the Monterey Convention. Then you report back here and you'll face a court martial. If you don't, you won't get just two years. You'll get 20. Yes, sir. Fair enough. Just one thing more. That woman, Fort Marcy. Just who was chasing who? Well, it's your guess, sir. He was hardly worth deserting for. Well, it was either that or shoot the husband. Anything else, sir? You have 30 days of freedom. Thank you, sir. The votes have just been counted. The Monterey Convention is Michael Fabian. Hello, Mr. Fabian. Well, now, you think you drive way out here to see me? So you won the election. In a way, I'm very happy for you. Only in a way? Come in, Lily. Come in. Sit down. You see, I didn't come to congratulate you. I'm here to ask you not to go to Monterey. But why not? Well, I'm afraid for you. Don't you see this whole thing as Trumple's idea? He's using you to pay off a grudge. You see? You know... No, I know Mr. Trumple, Mr. Fabian. And I know Captain Cawking. Surely he didn't send you here, Lily, not Cawking? No, but I heard them talking. Farrow, Pike, Senator Creel. Oh, please believe me. They'll do anything to stop you. A man can't stay out of danger hiding under a bed, Lily. And they can no more keep California from becoming a state than they can keep the sun from shining. I'll tell you once again, Mr. Fabian, don't go to Monterey. I've got to go, Lily, but thanks for the warning. I didn't really think you'd listen to me. Well, good night, Mr. Fabian. Pardon, Senor. Yeah? You are Senor Trumple. You are here in Monterey for the convention, yes? A lot of people are here for the convention. Senor, as you may observe, I am a little drunk. It is not a habit, I assure you. I am Don Luis Rivera Hernandez. In California, that is the name of honor. And with honor, a man should be more careful. Do you agree? I wouldn't now. Senor, your friend Fabian. He speaks tomorrow. Any objections? Do not let him. Take him away at once, Senor. Why? I do not like to see a man killed in cold blood. Look, sense, Jonathan, the convention is about to reopen. I can't stay here in the hotel room. There's only one place you're going, Grandpa, and that's home. If you don't listen to me, you're going to be killed. Then who's been telling you that nonsense? The man who was drunk. And you're worrying about the word of a drunk? But there's something else you better know. I got you into this, Grandpa, but I didn't give a bent nickel for what you were fighting for. All I wanted was to fix Corpin. That's why I persuaded you to run against him. I've known that for some time, but I'm glad you told me. And you're still going back to that convention hall? I am. You forget the folks who voted for me, Jonathan. They have faith in me, and I got to keep faith with them. You should understand that. Well, I think I do. Well, if it's that important to you, it ought to be that important to me. Let's go. Mr. Willoughby still has the floor. I ask you again, why are certain delegates in this hall so insistent on rushing California into statehood? Statehood will only make California a pawn in the Civil War already threatening to separate the rest of the country. If Williams' measure is fast, it is inevitable that those of us favoring an independent empire, a republic of California must either separate from it or contest the decision by force of arms. The chair recognizes Mr. Fabian. I just heard the words independent empire. So did you all. A slip of the tongue, Mr. Willoughby? No. No, I don't think so. Order! Order! Mr. Fabian will be heard. I say that's nothing but treason. We are men from every state in the Union. We're farmers and miners and everything else. What we want California to be is what she should be, another state, in what I believe is the greatest land on earth. That was a bad move, Coffin. We're lucky we got out of Monterey with our lives. I'm still curious to know just who shot Mr. Fabian. Are you out of your mind? Still say I don't know. To pike perhaps. Pinnock maybe? There are a dozen who might have done it. Under your orders. Don't be a child. Know as well as I do it, would come to fighting sooner or later. Let it be sooner. We're prepared and the others are not. I'll be leaving you at Sacramento. I suddenly feel the need of a long sea voyage. Good luck with your war, Captain Coffin. Get her at once. Get Miss Lily at once. I told you, Senor, she's not here. Then find her. Tell her there's a priest waiting in the chapel, waiting to marry us. The priest is gone, Senor. He said, he said you cannot use the Holy Church as you would your chattel. Lily, find Miss Lily. She went to the town this morning, Senor, before you returned. The news reached here first, Senor. What news? Answer me! Answer me! Senor Fabian has been murdered. Mr. Pike? No. I've come back, Farrow. Lily, Lily, you didn't leave me. You didn't leave me. You killed him, Farrow. Just as sure as if you pulled a trigger yourself. Lily, what do you care about Fabian? Yes, yes, I killed him. I'll kill everyone who tries to stand in my way. You'll never kill again, Farrow. Lily, that gun. Oh, no, you wouldn't. That's the only reason I came back. Captain Colton, they're on their way here. Lily, don't touch her. Don't touch her. Struck her, Mr. Pike. You'll strike her. She had a gun. She tried to kill you. Lily, Captain, Captain, listen to me. The whole town's at the gates. Trumbo's coming for you. We've got one chance, but we've got to get out of here. Get some water. Get some wine. Captain, please, I've got horses in the side pad. There might still be time to make a run for it. Call the men, pass out the rifles. No one can touch me here. They've gone. The men, the servants, everyone. It's you and me now. We're both dead. And let me run for it. You strip, Lily. You stuck her. She just lies there. You've killed her. Kill her. Can't you see that she's breathing? Come on. I'll take her with us. You'll touch her, and I'll kill you. Listen. Feet across the deck. Oh, you betrayed me, didn't you, Pike? You betrayed me. Listen, I can hear them. You took the keys and unlocked the chains. The slaves, I can hear them. The slaves, they're coming up on deck. Trumbo's men, you hear? I told you, Captain. They're coming across the deck. Oh, you betrayed me, Pike. You betrayed me. Captain, you betrayed me, Pike. Lily. Tell them they can stop shooting. Where is he, Lil? You better tell us. We'll find him anyway. He's in the next room. He's out of his mind. I know now that he was always out of his mind. Trumbo, maybe it's better this way, Lil. Come on. We're going back to town. You can stay here, Lil. He'd want you to stay here, here at his place. I remember when those vines out there were just a bunch of dead sticks. You know, it's as if I was seeing them for the first time, the way he always saw them. Babies saw a lot of things that most folks missed. Well, I'll say goodbye, Lily. Where are you off to, Trumbo? I got a date with the army, remember? How long does it mean? Year? Two, maybe. You... you'll come back, won't you? Where will you be by then? Right here. Waiting. I'll be back.