:28:02
l'm sorry you're gonna have
your trouble for nothing.
:28:06
l hear Mrs. McCanles
has been feeling kind of poorly.
:28:09
lt ain't nothing.
:28:10
Just getting
a little old, l guess.
:28:12
You reckon the missus
would mind...
:28:14
if l kind of
looked around her room?
:28:16
No. Why should she mind?
:28:18
Go ahead.
:28:19
Sid, ain't you moved yet?
:28:25
Come in.
:28:28
-Evening, ma'am.
-Sheriff.
:28:30
Sorry to disturb
your privacy, ma'am.
:28:32
Sheriff Thompson, what is it?
:28:33
lt's really nothing, ma'am.
:28:35
One of the boys
had a fool notion...
:28:37
that Lewt was around here.
:28:39
l'm afraid if Lewton
were around...
:28:41
l'd be the last person
to know it.
:28:43
Sorry.
:28:59
Oh, my sons.
:29:01
My sons.
:29:05
Let's try this one.
:29:11
Who's that?
:29:12
ls that you, girl?
:29:15
What do you want?
:29:17
lt's me--Sheriff Thompson.
You ain't seen Lewt, have you?
:29:20
Lewt? That murdering,
sneaking no-account.
:29:23
l wish l could see him.
:29:25
l reckon you do.
:29:27
l was forgetting
about Sam Pierce.
:29:29
Sorry.
:29:30
Good night.
See you at the hanging.
:29:43
Poor old Mac.
:29:45
He don't know how close he came
to getting plugged.
:29:48
Be quiet. lt ain't safe yet.
:29:50
lt ain't safe for them,
you mean.
:29:52
There they go now.
:29:56
l think l'll light out
for Mexico.
:29:58
Mexico?
:29:59
Yeah.