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[ man screaming ]

That'’s it, Clem. It'’s all over.

[ moaning ]

Slick as a whistle, Doc.

How much I owe you?

$2 and two drinks for me and my lady friend.

Here you are.

Shut '’em up, John.

I'’m going home show the old lady.

[ chuckles ]

Greatest job of tooth pullin'’ I ever saw, Doc.

It'’s all in the wrist, John.

[ coughing ]

Doc, is there anything I can--

No.

Another one.

Well, what'’re you two gawking at?

Heard you were in town, Mr. Holliday.

We'’re honored. Ain'’t we, Spence?

For a dentist, they say you'’re real something

with them cards.

Thought you might like to join us for a few hands.

Deal.

Doc, Bailey'’s a troublemaker.

He'’s a loudmouth and sore loser.

And him and his sidekick Spence

throw a lot of weight around Fort Griffith.

Don'’t get mixed up with 'em.

John'’s right, Doc.

The way they play cards, it'’s not straight.

Well then, we'’ll just have to keep our eye on them, won'’t we?

♪ [ trumpet ]

Howdy, folks. I'’m the Old Ranger.

The lure of the West beckoned many kinds of men.

They came out for different reasons.

Some for wealth, others for power, a new life.

But John Henry Holliday came out for a unique reason--

To die.

Back in Georgia,

the doctor'’s had given him only a year to live.

But this living on the brink of death

made him a man of many moods,

a gentleman and a killer.

A man with two separate personalities...

Pretty lucky, aren'’t ya?

Oh, it'’s half the game, Bailey.

Two parts luck, one part skill,

and one part keeping your eyes open.

All right, let'’s play a little draw this time.

Open on anything.

You'’re the dealer.

Open for 50.

Call.

Pay another 50.

Raise 100.

I'’m out.

Call.

Play poker, mister.

What?

There'’s a standing house rule

about looking at the deadwood.

That'’s right, Bailey. Leave the discards alone

or forfeit the pot.

What'’re you talking about?

'’Cause that little trick is kiss and kin

to a sneaky way of cheating.

Cheating?

Now listen, Mr. Holliday--

You know the rules, Bailey.

How do you figure it'’s cheating?

I don'’t know what you'’ve got in your hand.

By knowing what'’s in the discards,

you know what'’s not in my hand.

What'’s the matter, Bailey?

You got four to a flush

and you'’re trying to figure out how many

of your suit'’s already out?

How many?

One. Just one.

[ coughing ]

Doc, he--

It'’s all right, Kate.

He handled a deadwood again didn'’t he, John?

Yeah.

All right, that'’s it.

What'’re you doing? I'’ve got a flush.

Pair of nine'’s, it'’s my pot.

You were warned.

That coughing. It was deliberate.

You didn'’t have anything, so you set me up.

You set yourself up.

Why, you lousy, no good--

[ mutters ]

Hold it.

That man just saved your life, fella,

for whatever it'’s worth.

You killed him.

Murdered him.

Well, he drew on me. What am I supposed to do, duck?

I'’d be dead now instead of him.

You can'’t argue with an idiot like that.

You'’re a killer.

You'’re a filthy killer.

Don'’t push your luck.

Doc Holliday-- Big man, big gun.

Do you think you can just drift into our town,

do whatever you want to, shoot us down like dogs?

You saw what happened, what'’s the matter with you?

He didn'’t have a chance.

Not a chance, not against you.

You murdered him.

Now look, you stupid...

Somebody get this plow-pusher away from me

before I pull the top of his head off.

You'’d better go, Spence.

We'’ll take care of Bailey.

You'’re not gonna get away with it, Holliday.

We'’re gonna string you up!

No, Doc.

Fools. Stupid fools.

Take him over to Lates and Eagans, will you boys?

Look, Doc. When you rode in here

you said you were just passing through.

Well maybe you better hit the road right soon.

I know it was a fair fight and I ain'’t blaming you,

but I know this town.

There'’s no real law here

and it'’s that way all over Shackelford County.

They got their own way of settling things like this

and most of the time it ends with a rope.

Well, I'’m not going anywhere.

There'’s no reason to run. It was self defense,

and there are witnesses.

In these parts, witnesses have got a way

of showing up with a new horse and saddle

and a new story of what happened.

Oh, they can be bought off real easy.

He'’s right, Doc.

This town takes to a lynching like a Sunday school picnic.

Oh, you'’d be a big one for them.

You'’re a celebrity.

You were headed for Dodge, go now.

Get out of Fort Griffin.

Nobody runs me out of town.

Not even Fort Griffin.

Why? What'’s he trying to prove?

That he'’s not afraid.

And you know what, he'’s not.

Not afraid of anything.

When he rode in here last week, I didn'’t like him at first.

He was cocky, too sure of himself.

He didn'’t care whether I made up to him or not.

Maybe that'’s what hooked me.

You know, he told me when he left Georgia,

the doctors gave him one year to live.

That was four years ago.

He calls himself a ghost,

a walking ghost.

He'’ll be a ghost for sure

if Spencer whips this town up into lynch fever.

And they won'’t care whether Doc'’s afraid of 'em or not.

What about the sheriff?

Taylor? That old bum?

Why, he couldn'’t stop a dog fight.

Oh, Kate. If Doc don'’t get out while the getting out'’s good,

they'’ll hang him for sure.

I'’m telling you, Bailey didn'’t have a chance.

Not against a gunslinger like Doc Holliday.

And just because Bailey held the winning poker hand.

For that he was shot down like an animal.

Yeah, way I heard it Bailey drew on Holliday first.

It was a fair fight.

How do you have a fair fight

with a killer like Doc Holliday?

Yeah, but I-- Mmm.

And Holliday is just the first.

Now if we don'’t nip this in the bud right now,

they'’ll be others drifting in,

shooting up the town.

And don'’t forget,

this ain'’t just some saddle tramp

with a quick trigger, this is Doc Holliday.

Yeah, we ain'’t had

as big a hangin'’ as him in a long time!

Now we gotta learn these outsiders.

They just can'’t come in and take over our town.

You all remember what happened in Canville

a couple of years ago?

[ all agreeing ]

Why must you be so stubborn?

I know this town, I know what they'’ve done before.

It'’ll take them three or four hours

to get liquored up enough to form a citizens'’ committee.

Do you know what that is, a citizens'’ committee?

It'’s an animal with 40 legs, a drunken mind,

and a piece of rope.

And it'’ll come looking for you.

You'’re pretty upset, why don'’t you have a drink?

[ groans ]

[ knocking on door ]

Who is it?

MAN: Sheriff Taylor.

This place has a sheriff?

If you can call him that.

You Holliday? Doc Holliday?

Yeah.

Figured you'’d be a bigger man.

What do you want, Sheriff?

I want you out of town.

Why?

You killed a man.

In self defense and I can prove it.

I don'’t care about all that,

I just want you out of Fort Griffin.

Tonight. Now.

Look, Sheriff. I know my rights.

And that'’s one thing I don'’t want tampered with--

My rights.

Look, Mr. Holliday.

The people are getting all fired up.

There'’s even talk of hanging.

You can feel it in the air out there.

I felt it before, and I know what a mob can do.

Now, please. Please get away while you can.

They'’ll come for you,

and I won'’t be able to stop them.

I never can. They never listen to me,

not when they got the lynch fever.

Now-Now, please. Go.

I-I got enough nightmares already.

If you can'’t do your job, why don'’t you quit?

I run a peaceful town.

Except for an occasional lynching?

What do you do then, look the other way?

You know, I felt sorry for him.

So do I.

So does he.

And feeling sorry for yourself

is a quicker death than the one I'’m saddled with.

I'’m hungry. Let's go eat.

But Doc--Come on.

Oh, all right.

Oh, John. You'’re just in time for dessert.

Doc, I'’ve been looking all over for you.

The street'’s starting to come alive,

it'’s the calm before the storm.

Spencer'’s rounded up the men, they all been drinking hard.

You gotta get out of here.

Look, these people can'’t intimidate me.

I didn'’t want to kill Bailey,

but he didn'’t give me any choice.

Now, I'’m not gonna sneak out of this town

with my tail between my legs.

He won'’t listen, John. I'’ve been trying

to talk some sense into him for an hour.

The sheriff even got enough spunk to ask him to leave.

I'’m closing up, folks.

You'’re not closing up till we'’re through eating.

Now look, two months ago the citizens'’ committee

piled in here and drug out a stranger.

They broke my best china

and two dozen glasses and a table.

Now I'’m not looking for anything more like that.

Just let me lock up, will you?

What do I owe you?

MAN: Nothing, I ain'’t gonna charge

a man for his last meal.

[ crowd chattering ]

Doc, let me bring your horse

around the back of the hotel.

You go on back to your place. We'’ll meet you later.

But Doc-- Come on.

Kate, let'’s not go through all that again.

Well, if you don'’t care about yourself

think what it would do to me if they dragged you out

and strung you up somewhere?

Well if they try it, I'’ll take a couple of '’em with me.

What about me?

Don'’t I have any right?

No, you don'’t have any right.

I told you that last week.

I told you I was a "sometime" thing.

Here today, gone tomorrow, and to leave it at that.

[ coughing ]

There'’s no tomorrow for me, Kate, or next week.

Just now. That'’s when I live, only in the now.

You know what it means to stand by an open door

and wait for death to walk through?

Sit down for lunch and not know

if you'’ll still be around for dinner?

Going to bed at night staring out into the darkness

knowing that he'’s out there somewhere,

wondering if you'’ll ever see the morning sun again.

Waiting, not knowing.

Only that it could be any day, any minute.

Death has dog-heeled me for four years

and I had to learn not to fear death,

or I couldn'’t live at all.

When you learn not to fear death,

you learn not to fear anything.

Not a gun or a lynch-crazy mob.

And you know why? Because what can they threaten me with?

Death?

Death doesn'’t scare me anymore.

Let'’s go now and head for Dodge.

Maybe the doctors there can help you.

Doctors can'’t help me, I'’ve been all through that.

If and when I go to Dodge, I go alone.

That first time you held me was just a week ago.

But before that...

Before you, I was somebody else.

I can'’t explain how it happened so fast.

I only know that I love you.

Isn'’t that stupid?

The rough-and-tumble Kate Fisher.

[ crying ] Isn'’t that the funniest thing you ever heard?

Kate.

I felt good being with you.

But I can'’t give you time,

that'’s the one thing that I just don'’t have.

I can'’t make any lasting friendships.

[ door opening ]

All right, Holliday.

Let'’s go, real quiet.

Now look, Sheriff, you don'’t have t--

Now just be quiet.

Maybe I have been taking things too easy,

always looking the other way.

Well, maybe-- Maybe it'’s not too late for me

to pull myself up by my own bootstraps and...

You just-just come along with me now.

Look, Sheriff, I really don'’t see any need for all this.

By morning, the crowd might be simmered down enough

for you to ride on out.

Now you keep him here. I'’m gonna hold you responsible.

[ people chattering ]

SPENCE: All right. All right now, boys.

Come on now. Drink up.

All right.

Now, what do you say

we have one more drink,

then get the rest of the boys

and go get him?

Huh? [ men clamoring ]

What'’ll you have?

Kate?

What'’re you doing in those clothes?

They'’ve got Doc. The sheriff took him by surprise.

He'’s got him hidden in that old saddle shop at the edge of town.

Sheriff was in here and told me what he was gonna do.

He'’s gonna keep Doc there till this bunch quiets down

whether he likes it or not.

SPENCE: All right...

What'’re we waiting for?

Let'’s be getting on with it, huh?

[ all chattering ]

Look, I'’m not taking any chances.

I need another gun for Doc. Have you got one?

Yeah.

[ men yelling ]

What'’re you fixing to do?

I figure the only way to keep their mind off Doc

is give '’em something else to think about.

Give me the gun.

Can you get me two horses behind the hotel right away?

Go out the back. Thanks.

SPENCE: All right boys, everybody here?

ALL: Yes! Here!

All right, then let'’s go.

ALL: Let'’s go!

Come on!

SPENCE: All right boys, let'’s not be taking all night.

[ men jeering ]

[ mumbling ]

Hey!

Hey there!

Hey! Hey, come on, fella!

They'’re gonna have a real nice necktie party

for Doc Holliday.

Y-You'’re a...

You'’re a woman.

Kate Fisher!

[ fire crackling ]

Clem. Clem!

There'’s a fire. The town'’s on fire. Look!

CLEM: Fire!

Go tell '’em, Clem![ screaming ]

Fire!

You get outta here, Spencer.

Get away. That goes for all of you.

SPENCE: Now look, Sheriff.

Holliday killed our friend

and we gotta take care of him for that.

Now uh...

Why don'’t you just look the other way?

I'’m through looking the other way.

Why, you old-- CLEM: Fire! Fire!

Fire! Lerman'’s Steel is ablaze!

Fire!

Why, the whole town could go up.

Let'’s go.[ all shouting ]

Are you out of your mind? You could get hurt.

There'’s no time for talk.

There'’s a bunch of liquored up men down there

waiting to dangle you from a rope.

You just don'’t get the point.

These people don'’t scare me.

I'’m on borrowed time, and whether it runs out here

or someplace else doesn'’t make any difference.

All right.

So you'’re not afraid of dying.

Three cheers for fearless Doc Holliday.

Then what are you scared of?

Maybe it'’s living, is that it?

Maybe you'’re scared of letting yourself want to live.

Doc, a week ago I didn'’t care

whether the sun came up or not.

And yeah, I spent many a night

staring out of my window too.

Waiting.

But I didn'’t know what I was waiting for.

Now I do.

And you'’re a fool if you don'’t make every day count.

We could make '’em count together.

I don'’t like to be any place where I'’m not wanted,

and we'’re not wanted around here.

So let'’s go, huh? I got the horses waiting.

[ groans ]

DOC: Why do they make me do this?

Why do they always want my blood

until I want theirs?

[ gun cocking ]

Doc!

No.

Come on.

Doc, better get going while they'’re putting out that fire Kate started.

You started the fire?

It'’s a long, dusty ride to Dodge, Kate.

Not an easy trip for any woman.

I'’m not just any woman, Doc.

No, I guess you aren'’t.

Doc, I got a close friend in Dodge, a detective fella.

Look him up, tell him Shanssey sent you.

I think you two would get along,

his name'’s Wyatt Earp.

I'’ll do that.

So long, Kate.Bye, John.

Holliday did look up that "detective fella,"

and the close friendship that followed

between Doc Holliday and Wyatt Earp

became a legend.

Over 23 men tried to gun down that deadly dentist,

but they landed on Boot Hill.

While the specter of death hung over Doc for 15 years

until 1887 when he passed away in Glenwood Springs, Colorado,

of consumption.

Doc'’s waiting was over.