All language subtitles for Colt .45 3X03 The Devils Godson HD-1 ENGLISH

You gonna get out of the way ?

I wanna know what you're doing
with that army horse.

The McClellan saddle

and the blanket with
the general star on it.

And now "Colt .45"

A Warner Bros. television production.

Colt !

Why'd you hit me ?

You didn't give me
enough reason to kill you.

You look like a chipmunk.

What do you have in your mouth,
bullets ?

“For there was never yet
philosopher

that could endure
the toothache patiently.”

Shakespeare, "Much Ado About
Nothing," act three.

I wanna know where you got
that army horse.

I'll show you papers
concerning the horse

if and when I decide I like you.

Let's have a look at your tooth.

You a dentist ?

It would be rather a presumption

to prowl around in your mouth
if I weren't, wouldn't it ?

Open up, please.

By any chance is your name
John Holliday ?

There was no chance about it.

Would you open your mouth,
please.

My parents had it clearly
in mind when I was born.

You've broken of a corner
of the right lower molar.

Oh, put away the gun.

Someone's always trying to out
draw the kindly Dr. Holliday.

Hurts my feelings.

Out of this soft lead I'm gonna
whittle a filing for your tooth.

It won't hurt a bit.

Would you sit down in the chair
please, mister..

The name's Colt, Chris Colt.

Open up.

About that army horse.

I should think a man in the
dentist chair

would be careful
not to irritate the dentist.

I'm delivering the personal
mount of an old friend of mine

Brigadier General Duffy.

- Open wide.
- What're you gonna do, doc ?

First I'll take a small piece
of shirt tail

preferably yours
and soak it in whiskey.

Unfortunately mine.

Then I'll tamp the cloth
into the cavity

that'll stop the pain.

It doesn't hurt anymore, doc.

It will.

Then I'll wedge it tight with
some small pieces of wood

from that pine.

The natural moister of your
mouth will swell the wood

and hold it in place.

Then I'll take a cartridge casing

this one here

and I'll fashion a cap
for your tooth.

You'll be the only genuine brass
bound monkey in these mountains.

That'll carry you through
a tough steak tonight.

I'll buy it, where you headed ?

Tombstone.

For a change I'm on a peaceful
and pleasant mission.

I'm gonna see my godson.

Imagine and old devil like me
having a godson.

The devils godson.

After you, doc.

Hi, doc ! How are you.
Glad to see you.

Now, look, before you ask.

He's about so tall, and thank
goodness looks like his mother.

Eats like a horse,
hates arithmetic

loves to read Ned Buntline.

And thinks that you are
the greatest man in the world.

Well, I told you
my godson's a genius.

Come on in, Mr. Colt,
take a chair.

Thank you, Sheriff Ryan.

Aa long as it's not
a dentists chair.

He just got through
working on me.

Oh, now don't tell me that you
put down

your guns and hung up
your shingle.

No, it's still the same
general practice

an ace for a duce,
a tooth for a tooth.

Say, you fellows know
my deputy Billy Taylor ?

Hello, Billy.

And last but not least

this gentleman
is our leading drunk.

Mr. Van Rensselaer

It's a pleasure.

Say, doc.

Will you do me a favor ?

I drank all my trail whiskey.

Will you shoot a hole in my hat ?

With Doc Holliday's bullet hole

I could see any hat for $20.

Say, will you both join us
for supper at the house tonight ?

It's kind of a far piece out,
but it should be

a two ring circus when my boy
and his godfather get together.

Well, thanks just the same,
sheriff.

I've got some
looking around to do.

Anybody in particular ?

Well, I've heard
the Jessup brothers

are operating around here.

They've been in and out of town.

But nothing to jug 'em for.

We have now.

The government wants them on a
secret mail robbery indictment.

Come on,
I'll buy everybody a drink.

Thanks, but I'm not drinking.

Say, Billy.

Now you stay here and, wait on the carriage trade.

And you can let Mr. Van
Rensselaer out.

Now you being my boys godfather

we should be some kinda in-law.

Well, the Mexicans
have a word for it.

Amigos ?

No, it means more than
just friends.

Soft like brushing off a silk
hat with your elbow.

Compadre.

- Compadre.
- Compadre.

How about you, doc ?

No, not when I'm going to see
Anne and the boy.

Take more courage
for me to go see Anne

than it did to face up
to the Clanton gang.

Oh, my Anne doesn't think
bad of you.

Not as long as I stay
out of her sight.

Mrs. Ryan never did
approve of me.

- Well, I can understand that.
- Oh, you can, can you ?

You have a godson ?

No.

But if I had a son
and had to pick a godfather..

... wouldn't chose
the fastest gun in the rank.

Now, now, it's nothing like that.

Doc's my oldest friend.

We painted Red Rock red
long before I met Anne.

Hey, Mr. Jessup, I wanna tell
you somethin', Mr. Jessup.

Hey, hey, Mr. Jessup, I wanna
tell you something, Mr. Jessup.

Look, Pete, please, Mr. Jessup.

Please, I wanna tell you
something.

Stay away from me you old drunk.

Or I'll fill you so full of holes

'you won't be able
to hold any whiskey

That sounds like Pete Jessup.

You want me to hold him for you ?

No, I wanna pick up all four
of them together.

I've heard their warrants will
be in the..

Wait here, I can handle this.

Jessup, throw down that gun.

Go on home, Mr. Van Rensselaer.

I was only funnin', sheriff.

But if you wanna see
some real shootin'..

Throw down that gun !

You talk mighty brave today.

Might be you've got a saloon
full of friends ?

I don't need any help with you.

I know you've got no more sense
than that kid of yours.

That boy won't live long enough
to be sheriff.

I had to slap him around some

to get a measure of grain
for my horse.

This is your last chance, Jessup

so stop fiddlin' with that gun !

I ain't fiddlin', sheriff.

Jessup !

I didn't want to kill anybody.

Especially today.

Do you want to ride out to tell
the boy and his mother ?

I know there are two places
I've got to go eventually.

Out there and to hell.

I wish I could go to hell first.

- Can I carry papa's gun ?
- You cannot.

But supposin' I meet the man
who cuffed me around today ?

Who ever he was he won't be
hanging around here

when it's time for your father
to come home.

Can I go now ?

Say "Yes, ma'am,” and "No,
ma'am," to Mrs. Taylor.

Wash your hands before supper.

Bow your head
when she says grace.

Don't talk with your mouth full.

And don't platy fast draw
with Billy Taylor.

Say your prayers on your knees
when you go to bed.

And ride home in time
to have breakfast

with your father and me
in the morning.

- I might as well stay home.
- Giddy up.

Your father and I haven't had
an evening in peace

since they re-elected him
sheriff.

- Evening, gentlemen.
- Evening, son.

You trying to beat
the sunset home ?

My father says there's three
things you can't beat.

Sun up, sun down,
and a fast draw.

He's the sheriff,
I live over there

but I'm on my way to spend
the night with Billy Taylor.

He's my father's deputy.

My father ought to be coming
along any minute now.

I think we better be
gettin' along.

Goin' far ?

It seems further than it is.

My husband isn't home yet,
Dr. Holliday.

Ma'am.

Anne.

I won't ask who killed him.

But you had something
to do with it.

Where ever you are you draw
gun buzzards like rotten meat.

Who are you.

Oh, my name's Colt, ma'am.

Your name means a gun,
and a gun means sorrow.

One of the Jessup's
killed your husband.

We're going after
the other three.

- More killing I suppose.
- No, ma'am.

I'm going to try to take the
other three brothers alive.

Did my husband have to kill
the other one ?

Doc Holliday killed Jessup
after he shot your husband.

I should be console,
but I'm not. Why're you here ?

I came to town to see Kenny.

He's not here.
Thank god.

We saw him down the road.

I only pray you had the decency
not to tell him who you are.

Doc Holliday didn't tell him
anything.

Can we help you
bury your husband ?

You can help me. I won't let
Dr. Holliday touch him.

I'd like to wait long enough
to see Kenny.

It would be a nice reunion,
wouldn't it ?

Well, well, if it isn't my dear
little godson.

You don't remember how I look
you were only two week old.

"But I held you over the
baptismal font in church'

"and promised to lead you
in the path of righteousness.'

How about practicing fast draw
with your godfather ?

Now if you gunslingers will
excuse her

the widow Ryan will get her
boys breakfast.

But when I hear
the gallop of his horse

and I come out to call
good morning to my son

I don't want you to be here.

It'll be a real tall feather
in a fella's hat

to kill Doc Holliday.

You know that Colt will make
a nice notch in the gun too.

Pete got the sheriff. Maybe
we better call out a standoff.

Not me.

Anybody guns down a Jessup

this Jessup's gonna gun him down.

- I'll take Holliday.
- I'll take Colt.

You know if it was a case of
getting even

there's always the sheriff's
wife and boy.

Have you seen Mrs. Ryan ?

I rode in after Kenny got there.

She broke down worse than he did.

I'm glad she did.

Even a mountain would blow up if
it weren't for the hot springs.

I suppose
you're acting sheriff now.

I'm riding out with you.

I want the rest of the Jessups
alive not dead.

One way or another I'm gonna
have my hand in this.

Good. I'll use you for bait.

Like Anne said, "Rotten meat
to draw the buzzards."

Good. Set your trap.

I want you to spread about
a pint's worth of news.

If I know anything about
Mrs. Ryan

there's no chance of getting her
to live the house.

The expression holding the fort
began with that woman.

I'll take the responsibility
for her safety.

What about my godson ?

If he's anything like me
he will come out shooting.

I hope he isn't.

So do I.

I'll give you the pint
when you get back.

If you is to follow me,
all I'd do is kill me.

Guess it'd be kind of
a public improvement.

It's me.

What you want ?

I got news.

Thanks, gentlemen,
but I don't drink.

We pay you to bring
tobacco and bacon.

Not granny talk.

But this is not granny talk.

This is money talk. Big money.

Pull the horses around
by the barn and unhitch them.

Careful not to wake up Mrs. Ryan
and the boy.

- Where will you and doc be ?
- Right here.

You cover Anne and Kenny
from the porch

if there's any shooting.

There will be.

+And you, Doc, hold your fire.

The government want those
Jessups alive.

And you're just the bait
to bring them.

You sure got it figured out,
Mr. Colt.

If there's any hitch to this

you're life ain't worth a nickel.

Yeah. Well, it isn't now.

Come on out, Holliday.

We know you're here.

Doctor Holliday isn't here.

We know better, ma'am.

Don't give us no trouble, ma'am.

Doc Holliday is like
your own kinfolk.

You've got him hold up here
somewhere.

Maybe we just better take a look
in that house.

Alright, throw down your gun.

I got a warrant right in my
hand. Throw them down.

Thanks.

You won't have to worry about
that robbery warrant now

just murder.

Get down.

'Now drop your gun
and get off those horses.'

Come on, get a move on.

Kenny, this is your godfather.

The famous Dr. John H. Holliday.

Billy Taylor told me last night
you were coming to see me.

Your father was my best friend.

Well, how come you hid in
the wagon till it was all over ?

Well, I guess I'm not as big a
menace I was cracked up to be.

No gunslinger is.

You wanna ride into town
with us, doc ?

No, they're your prisoners.

Kenny is right.
I must have lost my nerve.

Hyah !

That took courage, doc

for a big man to make himself
a little man

in front of a small boy.

Hyah !

♪ There was a gun
that won the west ♪

♪ There was a man
among the best ♪

♪ The fastest gun or man alive ♪

♪ A lightning bolt when
he drew that Colt .45 ♪

♪ He carried the message
of law and of order ♪

♪ Into a wicked land ♪

♪ With a Colt single action
army revolver ♪

♪ Blazing from either hand ♪

♪ There was the right,
there was the wrong ♪

♪ The gun was quick,
the man was strong ♪

♪ And peace was made
when they'd arrived ♪

♪ A lightning bolt when
he drew that Colt .45 ♪

♪ Colt .45 ♪

♪ Colt .45 ♪