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You from Philadelphia? No, no, California. I didn't think you looked like an Easterner. I thought the only friends Owen Dever had left lived in Philadelphia. Owen? No, I'm a friend of Owen's father. Oh, well, didn't you hear? Old Barry's dead. Dead? Barry Dever? Yeah, last fall. Died of consumption. Owen came back from law school in Philadelphia and took over a sheriff. Uh-oh. Why, it's just a couple of raunchy cowboys. Yeah, but Dever'll arrest them. He didn't allow no shooting in town. Yeah, look at here, French. One customer in this saloon on a Saturday afternoon. Hey, what time do the girls come in whiskey, man? No girls allowed in this saloon. No girls? City law. Didn't know we was in a city. Only seen one saloon, takes two to make a city, don't it? Don't bother, French. We'll go up to North Fork. Plenty of girls up there. Now we gotta have a drink first. Bring us two bottles. One for me and one for Mason here. I can't sell it by the bottle. Only four drinks to a customer. It's the law. What kind of law are you talking about? My law. The law of three wins. Well... I didn't know this town was big enough to have a sheriff. The law says four drinks to a person is the quota for a day. Same law says all guns must be turned into my office when you arrive in three wins. I'll give them back to you when you leave. Don't you think you ought to let law-abiding people keep their guns to defend themselves with? I defend law-abiding people in this town. They don't have to carry guns. As long as we get them back, I'll go along with your ordinance, Sheriff. Lay it on the table. All right, you men, I'm waiting. Mason? Do what he says. Yeah. There ain't no use arguing with a load of turkey shunt. They'll be at my office when you leave town. Watch it, Sheriff. Whose side are you on, anyway? You can lock them up, Sheriff. You just try to throw a knife in your back. Thanks for saving my life. I'll have to take you in, too. For what? For concealing that derringer. You should've turned it in with the other gun. Hand it over. If I hadn't kept the derringer, the law still stands you'll spend a week in jail. What about me? What about my hand? You'll live, but you'll be in lockup till the judge comes through here. Then you'll be tried for attempted murder. You taking me to jail, too? No. You'll get out of town. If I ever see you back here again, I'll put you in jail for a year for trespassing. This town's out of limits to you because you've been associated with a murderer. Well, now, ain't you tall? That shotgun sure makes you something I never heard of before. Get out of here. I'm going. But I'll see you again, Mr. What kind of rules are you laying down in this town, Dever? Rules that respectful citizens expect from their sheriff. Don't you know if you disarm everyone who comes to three wins, you're waving a red flag in front of every gunfighter who thinks he's bigger than the law? As long as I'm sheriff, there's no one bigger than the law in three wins. Let's go. When friends drop in, let your hospitality show you're sociable in the modern manner. Pepsi, you know, is the favorite of the smart and young at heart. Have you tried a Pepsi lately? Dever, you better get some bandages for this man's hand. I need a doctor. That's what I need. There's a law allow a prisoner to have a doctor. We'll get you fixed up. Ma! You headed fool, shooting that knife out of my hand. You got your brains in your feet. I'll never forget what you did, Mr. We could have both been free if you hadn't put it in. You talk too much, Enfield. How do you know my name? Didn't take much to figure you're one of the Enfield brothers and that the kid named French is a member of your gang. Well, we must be getting famous when tin horns like you know who we are. Well, I'll tell you something. It's going to be mighty miserable for you when my brothers come back to get me out of here. You wish you'd never heard of the Enfield gang. Oh, and I don't know why you have to arrest every stranger who walks into this town. My nurse and I'm cooking, and if I... Paladin! Hello, Ma. Paladin, bless the stars in heaven. It's good to see you. It's good to see you too, Ma. Well, how long has it been? A year, a year and a half? Oh, no, almost two now. Oh, and you never met Paladin, did you? No. He was away in school and son. He helped your pa round up the orneriest, wildest bunch of gunfighters you ever seen. It was the Burton brothers, wasn't it, Paladin? That's right. Well, what brings you back to three, Whit? Paladin, what are you doing behind those bars? Oh, and how come Paladin's in jail? Well, Ma... Did you arrest him, Owen Deaver? Yes, I did. Well, you just get him out of there right this minute. Do you hear? I can't do that. He violated the law. Violated the law? Now, just who do you think you are arresting a man like this? Now, turn him loose. Turn Paladin loose or I'll help me. I'll take a paddle and beat you to a blister. That's all right, Ma. Well, it ain't all right neither. Now that Owen knows that I'm a friend of the family, he and I can talk this out. We can talk as much as you like, Paladin, but you're going to stay in jail for a week. It's the law. For a week? For what? For concealing the firearm and not turning it in. There you go again with another one of your stupid ordinances. Now, what's going to come of all your foolishness, Owen? The law is the law. The law is the law. Listen to him, Paladin. We let him go to Philadelphia to study, and what does he bring back? Five books, that's all. Those five books over there on his desk. The municipal code of Philadelphia. And he's been beating the town over their head with them ever since he came back. The ranch hands won't come into town anymore because he won't even let them spit in the street. Why, it's come to the place where nobody's even got any respect for the name of Dever. Ma, I don't hold any offense against him. If this is the law of three wins, I want to abide by it. We'll talk it out later. Now, you give me those bandages, and I'll take care of this man's hand for you. All right. I guess there ain't no use arguing with you. Or though neither, for that matter. He's a man of principle and strong will. I'd say he takes after his maw. Ah! Go on with your foolishness. I'm going to start your suffer. There goes a fine woman, Owen. You ought to be proud of her. I am. She doesn't realize the ways of the old frontier towns are gone. Are they? You're going to stand there and talk all day. My hand ain't getting any better. Owen, have you heard of the Enfield gang? Enfields? Yeah, I got a circular on them just other day. It's in my desk somewhere. This man is Mason Enfield. His partner in the saloon was another member of the gang when they called French. Are you sure? He's lying, Sheriff. Never even heard of the Enfield gang. I'll see if I can find the circular. Here's the bandage. Hold out your hand now and let's see what we can do. Ah, it's tough. Thanks, rabbit head. The good thing my left hand's in good shape. Why, you! Come on, hold it! What's the matter, Paladin? Why did you hit him? Because he tried to hit me. Guess he didn't want me to tell you who he was. Ah, you are right. His picture is here on the circular with the others. And here's the one that was in the saloon with them, French. Well, French will bring the others back here to get Mason out. Three more of them, Owen. And they'll shoot this town up and drag the jail down the middle of the street. You're gonna need help. Let me out of here. No. Owen, I helped your father once. You and I could nail the Enfield gang. I won't let you out, Paladin. I'll round up a few deputies. We'll be ready for the Enfields when they get here. I hope you are, Owen. 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Get in on Fram's big silver treasure hunt. Check your car filters now. Owen Dever, stubborn when it came to upholding his new laws, was inherently a kind-hearted man. He was considerate enough to move me to another cell, which allowed me a decent night's sleep away from Mason Enfield. Next morning, Ma Dever let me out to have breakfast with her in the kitchen. Owen was out trying to round up some deputies. Paladin, what am I going to do about Owen in his crazy books? See, he's still young. He'll learn in time if he doesn't get killed first. You think they'll come, Enfield? They'll come. Owen knows how to fight. Mr. Dever taught him how to shoot a gun, use his fists, everything. He can hold his own when it comes to fighting. But he never learned the good judgment his father had. He's a rare youngster who learns wisdom from his parents. It usually comes self-taught through experience. Do you have any luck, Owen? No, no, Val. What are you doing out of your cell, Paladin? I let him out. He's under arrest. Don't you ever let him out again. What'll you do? Rest me? I'll get back inside, Paladin. All right, Owen. Instead of putting him back in jail, why don't you depotize him? He's a friend. He's also a prisoner. Get in there. Owen, when your father ran this office, he wasn't afraid to take advice, not even from a woman. I'm not, Pa. I don't try to be. You couldn't be. He was respected and well-liked. Well, why shouldn't he be well-liked? He never stepped on anyone's toes. He didn't have to. And he didn't need these five books to tell him what was right or wrong. She's right, Owen. What's the matter with everyone? Why can't they understand what I'm trying to do here? What made you choose the Philadelphia ordinances for three wins? Because they're good ones. I like living in a city guided by laws like these. But this isn't Philadelphia. There's no mayor here, no town council. All you have is a sheriff and a judge who comes through once a month. It's the sheriff who must decide what's right and what's best for his town. Yeah, yeah, and if the sheriff gets up on the wrong side of the bed one morning, there's a crime that day. But if he wakes up feeling good, nothing's illegal. That's why we've got to have a legal written code to live by. I'm not arguing against that principle, but don't you think that you should write your own code? One that fits your town? Owen? Who's out there? The infield, out front. I saw him through the curtains. Two men are behind a wagon across the street. The other one's at the side of the house. They're waiting for you to come out the front door. You want to have a chance against three killers? Let me go with you. No. Ma, I'll get my gun and go with him. Go ahead. You know how to pull a trigger. You want to get her killed? I'm not going to stand by and let them come in here and shoot us after you get killed. There's nothing you can do. I can draw their fire, give you a better chance. I'll kill you, don't you understand? Who's going with you, Owen, your mother or me? All right. I'll get my gun, Ma. Sure. There's a flat roof over the jail. Is there any way we can get up on top without making too much noise? Yeah, yeah, through the kitchen. There's a ladder just outside the back door. Here's your gun. Thanks, Ma. Let's go. There's another one out there. Yeah. Either that or the man on the side of the building came around back. What'll we do? We'll go down on the floor and open the door to draw his fire. Now go on, hurry. Yeah. Yeah, he made a good target standing up in the rain barrel. If you'd have crouched behind it. You think these two by the wagon are the only ones left? Uh-huh. Now you take anything on the right. I'll take the left. As soon as one of them raises up to shoot... You got him. You know how to use a rifle. I had a good teacher. There goes the other one. Come on. Both of them are dead. You're pretty good with a six-gun. I had some experience with the same teacher you did. My pal was a man you could learn a lot from. Yeah. I remember something else I learned from him the last time I was here. It was something he said. What was that? That one man doesn't have the right to say what's good for all men. The law man doesn't try to dictate the will of the people. He reflects it. Paladin, you know anyone might be interested in buying some books. I wouldn't sell those books alone. Just put them away for a while. You know, someday three wins might have a mayor, town council, or even sidewalks. Yeah. Maybe so. Come on, we gotta dig some graves. Mr. Paladin. Hey, boy. Don't make bets on it. Don't ever make bets on when I'll be returning to the Carlton. Let's get my luggage up to the room. I know when you come back this time. It's in the air. What's in the air? Rain. It rains when you leave. When it rains again, I know you come back. This time. Incidentally, what about the young lady, the one I accidentally knocked down when I left? You make a very big splash. He saw. She's the one I make bet with on your returning. She's still here. Did she order a new dress? No, not yet. She waited for you. She said she'll ask you to go shopping with her. I remember she was the most attractive young lady. Oh, most attractive. Why don't you make arrangements for this evening, hey boy? To go shopping? With cocktails. You saw Mr. Paladin. Here comes Elmer Blurt, world's lowest pressure salesman. Nobody home, hope, hope, hope. Rude off the bodybuilder at your service. I only came to tell you about the new 1959 Ramberg. Okay, lie down on the table and let's talk. Well, I don't know... But the 59 Ramberg... I know. First in sales gains, first in economy, first in personalized comfort. Couldn't you just count on your fingers? Imagine, rambler seats are individually adjustable. Perfect fit, perfect comfort for tall people or short. 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