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"Colt .45"

Produced by Warner Bros.

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produced for television by Warner Bros.

The west.. The west is like that, isn't it ?

Why, yes. Perhaps, not as much so.

John Barnett, metalsmith.

Christopher Colt, gun salesman.

Guns ? Is that so ?

Guns indeed.

You must have a sample case.

Why, yes.

Oh, beautiful.

My uncle's company designed them.

Samuel Colt. They bear his name. Colt .45.

I'd like to buy one.

I'll be glad to take your order, Mr. Barnett

when we reach Elkhorn.

These are merely for display.

Yes, thank you.

- You have seen gun fights ? - Yes.

The draw, Mr. Colt. The draw must be very important.

Still the certainty of aiming the shot

that must be equally as important.

Surely, you must know why the aim is always for the body

between the area of the shoulders.

On a split second means a difference between

life and death, and chest presents a wider target.

Yes, indeed.

Ho !

I'm Harry Hawkins. What can I do for you ?

I'm Christopher Colt, Mr. Hawkins.

Well, I'm glad to meet you, Mr. Colt.

Yes, yes, I got your circular.

I read it over thoroughly.

Very much interested.

Well, now, that is a beautiful line of guns. Beautiful.

Would be interested in carrying this line ?

Well, it'd be a market for them right here in this town.

Then business is good, Mr. Hawkins.

Well, we sell a lot of guns but not much of anything else.

'All the decent people are moving out of Elkhorn.'

I'm sorry to hear that.

Well, I'm chairman of the town council

and I sent a letter to Washington

and asked them to look into things.

'Or to send someone out here.'

But I haven't heard nary a word from them.

But why should I bother you with all my town's troubles.

That's alright, Mr. Hawkins, I'm very interested.

Must be big trouble for you to contact Washington.

Big enough to bother three territories.

I wish they'd headquartered themselves in some other town

except here.

Now, who are they ?

Oh, band of outlaws.

Their leader, a fellow by the name of Larkin.

Frank Larkin.

I've never heard of him.

Well, he's a killer.

But he's clever enough to stay away

when there is any action.

The last few times his men struck

he was over in the saloon playing poker with the sheriff.

How's he ? The sheriff ?

He's honest enough I guess, but he's not very bright.

He's scared.

And now, Mr. Colt, if you'll show me your prices

maybe we can do a little business.

I don't recollect ever seeing you before, Mr. Colt.

My first time in Elkhorn.

I just like to unstrange folks a bit with a few questions

before I deal him a hand.

I've got answers for any questions you'd like to ask

Mr. Larkin.

Can you tell me where I can find a Mr. Larkin ?

That's him sitting at that table.

Thank you.

Sit down, honey, you bring me luck.

- Mr. Barnett. - Hello, Mr. Colt.

Get away from me.

I'm watching the game.

I don't like people hanging over my shoulder.

Get away from me.

I think you'd better move away, Mr. Barnett.

I didn't ask for your advice, Mr. Colt.

You talk too much for a small man

and you don't move fast enough.

Mr. Larkin..

Larkin !

You're no good, Larkin. You're a bag of wind.

Somebody, do me a favor, throw him out of here.

Do your own dirty work unless you're yellow.

What do you say, honey ?

Buy you a drink ?

Little man, if I have to get out of this chair

I'm gonna kill you.

You're nothing but a bluff, Larkin.

A big mouth, a no-good, and a bluff.

And you're yellow from side to side, and top to bottom.

I guess I'm gonna have to kill him.

Mr. Barnett.

Please stay out of this, Mr. Colt.

Nelson, Reeves, guard the door.

This has gone far enough.

Nobody in, nobody out except him.

He can go out head first or feet first.

I don't care which.

Little man, I'm gonna give you five seconds

to get out that door.

When the count gets to five, I'm gonna turn around and kill you.

When the count gets to six, you'll be dead.

One..

Two..

"Three..'

Four..

Five.

Six.

Larkin threw him.

First time I ever seen him miss.

First time's his last time.

Yes, Mr. Nelson ?

He's dead.

Bury him.

If you don't get away from me, I'll turn around and Kkill you.

The shot must have went way wide.

Yeah.

Good morning, Mr. Hawkins.

Oh, good morning, Mr. Colt.

I guess you heard about the shooting last night ?

Yes, I was sitting in a friendly little game of poker

with Mr. Larkin when it happened.

You were ? Well, I wish you hadn't seen it.

By the way, remember I told you

that I sent a letter to Washington

asking for help ?

What do you think ? They answered my letter.

What gave you that idea ?

Well, it stands to reason.

The stage got in yesterday with a stranger on it

and the day don't go by without there's a ruckus in the saloon.

And bam Larkin's dead.

Yes, sir, take it from me, that little man is a US Marshal.

Might be, Mr. Hawkins. Might be.

Looking for anything in particular ?

Yes, do you carry any of those western dime novels

like "Gun Blood ?" "Six Guns Blazing ?"

"A knight goes west ?" That sort of thing ?

I sure do. I read them myself.

Here they are. Wild and woolly.

They say you can learn an awful lot from books ?

Not from them kind of books, Mr. Colt.

Things they got in there just don't happen in the real west.

I wouldn't be too sure of that, Mr. Hawkins.

- Good day. - Good day, Mr. Colt.

I don't understand. Bullet must have missed him clean.

Mine won't.

When are you gonna take him ?

Tomorrow morning. I want the whole town in on the Kill.

10 o'clock. Tell him.

We'll get word to him.

Wanna allow another killing, sheriff ?

What can I do, Mr. Colt ?

Nobody's broken the law yet. I'm here to see to that.

And besides Mr. Barnett is keeping it all in the family.

Family were anxious to get rid of.

I don't believe this.

That's him alright.

Mr. Barnett, you don't have to accept the challenge.

Mr. Colt, in all the history of valor, an ignored challenge

is a surrender of manhood.

He's a ribbon clerk.

Yeah ? Well, he's all yours, Joe.

Barnett, you killed a friend of mine.

Yes, sir, I did.

Well, I'm gonna fix it SO you can join him.

You may draw, sir, whenever it pleases you.

I told you he was a government man.

Did you see how cool he was on the fire ?

I want you and the rest of Larkin's crowd

to meet me tonight.

- We'll do that, Barnett. - Mr. Barnett.

Mr. Barnett.

Would you send this, please ?

I don't see how you can stand in all those clothes.

It must be a 102 in here.

When I want your advice on my apparel

I'll ask for it.

Get off the bed.

'Not there.'

Stand.

I'm the only one who's supposed to sit.

That's the way it always is.

Here.

Read this.

I had the foresight to place the telegrapher on our payroll.

You will notice that this was sent to the Colt Patent Firearms

Company in Washington, DC.

Yeah. So ?

I happened to know that the Colt Company is located

in Hartford, Connecticut.

What are you driving at ?

It occurred to me that perhaps

Mr. Colt was was not all he professed to be

so I too telegraphed Washington.

A former business acquaintance of mine with connections.

- About what ? - 'About Colt.'

I just received a reply.

He'd informed me that Christopher Colt

is an army officer, a captain who has served

with distinction and bravery.

So ? You wanna give him a medal ?

Don't be flippant.

I've come to the sad conclusion that my friend, Mr. Colt

is the law.

Why ? Just because the man was a captain in the army ?

That doesn't make him a lawman.

It does to me.

We can't take any chances.

I learned that from "Gun Blood."

From what ?

You wouldn't understand.

I regret to say this but it seems that you will have

to dispose of Captain Colt.

I will ?

Get Benton or Reeves to help you if you wish.

Why don't you take care of Mr. Colt ?

Me ? He's a friend of mine.

And I think it's best that you take care of it right away.

- Something tore your vest ? - Don't touch me.

Don't ever touch me again.

Now, do what I told you. Tonight.

Tank Reeves. He's dead.

He tried to kill me.

What a shame.

Do you mean the try or the man ?

The sheriff and I were having a little game.

Shall we resume ?

You're leaving, Mr. Barnett ?

Yes, for a week or so, I, I am catching the early stage.

Look here, if-if anybody enquires about me

please say nothing.

Oh, thank you, Mr. Barnett.

'Barnett.'

Where are you going, Barnett ?

Nelson, |-I was looking for you.

I want to leave the money with you.

I'll take it later.

You killed two of my friends, Barnett.

Now, I'm gonna kill you.

This is a part you never read.

The story always ends before this happens.

Colt ! Alright, Captain Colt, now, it's your turn.

You killed one of my friends too.

Now, I'm gonna send you to Boot Hill with Barnett.

Right between the eyes.

A dangerous small target.

I didn't have much choice.

But what.. How did you know ?

I didn't. Not for sure.

I got to this this morning. "The Knight Goes West."

Why this is one of the books you bought from me.

A story about a western knight

who wear armor under his clothes.

Barnett read it too.

He was a metalsmith, a devoted student of Western Law.

Trouble was he tried to live it.

Probably made that himself. It's bulletproof.

Well, I have a feeling that the book didn't end like this.

Never does.

I just came to say goodbye, Mr. Colt.

And to thank you for calling on me.

Well, that's awfully nice of you, Mr. Hawkins.

Seems that I was wrong about Mr. Barnett.

Well, guess we still have to hear from Washington.

There are very busy people in Washington.

Too dang fangled busy if you ask me.

Of course I don't know if we really need anyone now.

Seems to have straightened itself out.

- Strange, ain't it ? - Yes, it is.

Well, goodbye, Mr. Hawkins

and I do hope that business gets better.

I'm sure it will be. Well, goodbye, Mr. Colt.

That ever happened in the old west.

The joke I pulled out there is nothing compared to what I have

up my sleeves.

What's the matter ? Lost your sense of humor ?

You're not laughing.

Well, folks around these parts don't think them badges

as very comical.

Depends on who's wearing it.

It tells of a change made in a man when a deputy marshal

badge is pinned on him, and with a problem

he never anticipated.

The last government fellow who tried to collect that bill

got kicked off. You know that.

I'm gonna put my hand up here and I'm gonna reach.

For your gun or the money ?

That's for you to figure out.

Be with us next week, when we present "Final Payment."