| Devil's Right Hand (continued) |
| "How long you going to follow him Jack?" |
| "Fer as long as it takes." |
| "How do you know it was him?" |
| "I gotta do this on my own." |
| "He ran when he heard my family name." |
| As night falls, the two compadres have set up camp. Clive catches Jack trying to sneak away. |
| Craddock knocks him out, he looks down at an unconcious Clive: |
| "Sorry 'bout that compadre...but I gotta go it alone from here." |
| Clive finds Jack by the campfire sitting watch over his father's killer, who is still unconcious. |
| "You can arrest me in a minute" Jack tells him. |
| "I think I owe you enough to stretch the rules a bit." |
| "Look! Just leave me be - back off!" |
| " I shoulda known old Lucas would catch up with me... |
| you must be his boy, you look just like him. Old Lucas and me rode together for a time, we took |
| cowboys out the old Chisholm trail and killed 'em for what they had...One day Lucas decided ta |
| "Yer a liar!" |
| kill me 'cause I was cuttin' into his profits... It was a fair fight...I killed him." |
| "Go on, do it! Make yer daddy proud... |
| Jack tells the ombre to get out of his sight. "Go on, get outta here!" |
| As the killer rides off, Jack asks; "Was there anything good about 'im?" |
| "Ya, he didn't want you to know what he'd become." |
| "Quite a bloodline ain't it? Son of a thief n' a murderer." |
| "Been carryin' these lies in my pocket nearly 30 years now, go ahead...read it." |
| "Son, I have to go away for awhile. There is an opportunity for me to make this family rich. |
| I know you'll do me proud." |
| "Let me go with you Jack." Clive asks. |
| Craddock is dizzy and bleeding from his forehead |
| as Clive watches him mount his horse and ride off. |
| "Jus' leave me be Clive." |
| Ignoring his friend's request, Clive quickly catches up to him. |
| Craddock catches up with his Pa's killer and jumps him...knocking him from his horse. |
| As night falls again... |
| Jack forces the man to his knees and points his gun at his face. |
| Jack and Clive sit by the fire... |
| Jack reaches in his pocket and passes Clive a letter. |
| ...I don't know how long I'll be...but be brave son and take care of your mother. |
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| At daylight: |
| "No, I think I'll stick around and see what you're made of." |
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| The hombre comes to and Jack questions him |
| about the gunbelt. |
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| ...pull the trigger!" |
| Clive reads the letter aloud. |