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Now, 20-mule team products bring you "Death valley Days",

some men and some women are born to ride the one-way road,

the best they can do is play the cards fate deals, the best they can.

That's how it was when one more saddle tramp came down the dodge city trail

and into the Golden Longhorn

with his right hand itching for his gun.

[Indistinct chatter]

♪♪ Piano plays

Don't you ever get tired kicking men like that around?

I didn't notice I was kicking anybody.

Win, lose, or draw, he means trouble.

All trail tramps are trouble.

But his money don't hurt me a bit.

He's not wearing that 45 just for decoration.

He's got a chip on his shoulder ten feet high.

His kind all do.

They all throw a big, big bluff

and they high-tail it down the trail when they're called.

Not that one.

You ever seen him before?

I've seen too many like him to need to.

Dora, you've got a hole in your heart,

and his kind drives right into it.

When are you going to quit adopting stray cats and saddle-tramps?

When they stop coming along.

You've called-- I'm all in,

and all spades.

Queens full.

How'd you fill that full house?

Same way you filled your flush, Sonny.

I wasn't dealing.

You deal too good.

For the house, way too good.

Looks like you're outvoted, cowboy.

And who might you be?

I'm what is known as the proprietor of this Emporium.

Well you just lost the day's extra prize.

Let it lay, Cowboy.

All right, Cowboy, you've had your fun,

now, hit the trail while you're healthy.

No, you never get tired, do you?

He drew first.

All right, go on.

Take him up to my room. You get Doc Albright.

Are you giving up on him already?

It might save a lot of wasted time and trouble if I did.

I'd kind of imagine about now, the customers are kind of a mystery downstairs.

What about him, Doc?

About 50/50, if I can get the slug out of him.

And if complications don't set in.

Which they probably will.

We'll need some whiskey.

[Panting]

Well that puts together a beautiful machine,

muscles, bone and flesh.

Along comes a 45, there goes your flying machine.

Meaning what?

Meaning there's nothing I can do

to ever make his gun hand work again.

[Knocking]

The boss sent me up to tell you,

that he's sorry, but it couldn't be helped.

How'd you know what he said?

That's what he always says.

You mean it's happened before?

It's happened before, and it'll happen again.

As long as no-nothing saddle tramps keep coming down the trail.

Dora, I need a little assistance.

Well, the boss said to tell you that they're asking when you're going to come down and sing.

Yeah, well tell them they'll hear me sing loud and clear on my way to the funeral.

Okay, Doc, what do I do?

Whichever I reach for, give it to me quick.

[Panting]

[Clink]

Is he gonna die?

Eventually. I'm talking about right now.

[Sighs] Well, if this were a hospital,

and he had a nurse to look after him day and night,

he might pull through.

Under the circumstances--

what circumstances?

Well, for one, if I were Mayor Kelley,

and I had just shot a man because if I hadn't,

he would have killed me,

I might be a little sensitive about having him on the premises.

Well, then, let's get him off the premises.

And take him where?

I suppose you're in favor of dumping him in the street, and forgetting about him?

Well, that's the course of action that common sense would recommend.

If I had any common sense, doctor,

I wouldn't be where I am.

And neither would you.

Well...

He... can't be moved for a while.

I'll look in again on him in the morning.

[Knocking]

Hello, Nancy.

Dora, you haven't eaten a thing all day.

I thought at least you might like some coffee.

Now that's right nice of you.

Maybe it will cure what ails me.

How soon will he be ready to travel?

The question is, where can he travel to,

with the shape he's in?

I know, but he can't stay here.

Now, is that your opinion, or Mayor Jim Kelley's?

Both.

Well, what'd he ever do to you?

I know, but that's not the point.

Then, what is?

Oh, Dora, you know that his kind of gun-crazy saddle-tramp

is good for nothing but trouble.

Yes... It seems to me I've heard those words before.

I might have said them to you about Bill Crawford.

Bill's different.

Sure. Sure. You're in love with Bill.

I know, but you're not in love with him.

I'd ran out of being in love a long way back.

[Muttering]

What are you supposed to be, an angel, or something?

Thanks for the misplaced compliment.

I'm Dora Hand.

Now, what name do you travel under?

Slim.

Slim Kennedy.

I can't feel my hand.

It'll be all right.

It better be.

I'm gonna need it.

Now, what for, especially?

Where's my 45?

If you mean that secondhand hog-leg you were wearing-- yeah.

It's too far for you to reach.

Besides, you're not gonna need that, anyhow.

Did Bill Crawford come in tonight?

Well you know he comes in every night,

since we're engaged.

Hey, lady-- now, if I wasn't a lady you wouldn't be sleeping in my bed.

You just lay still and shut up.

Before you start bleeding again.

Send Bill Crawford up here, then go find Doc Albright.

Now, hurry!

Careful. Careful.

You sure he can stand this trip? Whether he can or he can't,

he's in no shape to know the difference.

Dora?

Oh, yeah, I'm taking the day off.

For a drive in the country. Any objections?

Some.

You've already done more for him

than he's likely to thank you for.

I feel... I feel my hand.

Now, you just lay still, you're gonna be all right.

Where's my gun? It's where it's gonna do you no more harm.

I gotta kill a man.

You gotta kill a man? Why, you're lucky to be alive,

and all you can say is you've gotta kill a man.

Him.

Him.

I'm gonna kill you, Mister.

You hear?

I'm coming after you.

Let's go.

[Spurs horses]

Well, that's the last we'll see of that trail-tramp.

I hope you're right, Marshal.

You have pain in the shoulder?

Yeah.

Well, it'll be stiff for a while.

You were lucky that the bullet didn't shatter the bone.

What about my hand?

Try it.

What did you do to my hand?

One thing I'm not is God.

I can't put back muscles and nerves you've got shot out of you.

You made a one-hand cripple out of me.

You were bound and determined to come out here and talk with him.

I think now would be a fine time to do your talking.

You...

You had him do this to me.

Now I wouldn't go after your friends.

If I could take credit for it, I would.

Now, if it will make you feel any better, I will.

Let's size you up, cowboy.

You bucked the tiger once too often.

And it cost you a hand that was bound to get you hung or killed,

if you kept on using it.

I still got a hand, lady.

Yeah, now you're really gonna scare Jim Kelley.

Listen, lady-- now, you listen, cowboy,

you could just as easy be six feet in the dirt out on loot hill.

We dragged you here dead as a hunk of butchered beef,

and Doc saved your worthless life.

Now, Bill Crawford here has lined you up a job with the foreman.

At least you'll be earning your keep.

And I doubt that you ever did that before.

And you can walk and talk, and breathe and see.

And when you get ready you can ride on out of here,

take every road which way, wherever you wanna go.

And nobody can make you say "thanks."

Thanks.

Well, you sound like you really mean that.

Well, I don't.

So, I made another mistake.

Yes. You made another mistake.

Come on, let's get on back to town.

Bill? Yes, ma'am.

I'm counting on you.

Don't let him off the reservation with a gun on him.

Not if I can help it.

You help it.

And the sooner he's gone from here, the better.

Yes, ma'am. I know.

You know a lot, for your age.

I'm learning.

You're not Dora.

You never will.

You've got a mean job on your hands.

What I owe Miss Dora for the way she looked out after Nancy,

anything I can do for her, I'm gonna do.

Good for what ails you.

Nothing ails me.

That was a long trip you took today,

out to the Mason Ranch and back.

Well, now, you do hear all the news, don't you?

I'm kind of interested.

How's the boy? What boy?

The last one you adopted.

Oh, him. Well, you don't have to worry about him anymore.

I hadn't noticed I was worried.

Yeah, why should you?

They're a dime a dozen.

Dora, I'm going to take that load off your mind.

I'm leaving on a midnight stage. Business in Kansas City.

I'm going to leave you in charge while I'm away.

You mean, you trust me not to rob the cash box?

I trust you with everything I have.

You know, it's a shame to leave my house standing empty while I'm away,

why don't you move in until I come back?

Just till you get back?

That's what I said.

It's gonna cost ya. Hmm?

They're getting married next week.

It sure would be nice for Nancy to have her wedding at your place instead of here.

Okay, champagne on me.

And a wedding dress for Nancy.

She's a tough woman to do business with.

All right, Dora, you might as well move in tonight.

All right, Nancy will move in with me.

That way, I know there'll be a wedding.

Dora was due to marry a cowboy way back,

only he never made it to the wedding.

Lost a gunfight on the way.

So that's why she takes in every stray that comes along.

You'd think after getting hurt that bad once,

she'd back off from it happening again.

I guess you can't figure a woman.

I'll buy that.

[Gun fires]

You're sure real good.

Yeah, real good.

Once I draw.

Well, if I go up against him,

he'll cut me down before I get a shot at him.

Well, then?

Well, then, what?

Well, if I was you, and I figured that I couldn't whip him,

I'd say, well, what's the use in fighting him?

That way I'd stay healthy.

Well, nobody made a one-hand cripple out of you.

Slim, I'm gonna have to take that gun away from you.

No, you're not. I've got to.

I promised Miss Dora.

There. We'll shorten it a little bit, and that's all.

Well, do you think that-- I think Bill will think you're very beautiful.

So will everybody else, but he's the only one who counts.

Oh, no he's not, Dora.

You've done so much for me.

Like, you know-- like I was your mother?

Now, do I look that old?

No, you're not old.

If you live to be 100, you'll never be as old as I am. Oh...

[Horse gallops]

Where's Mayor Kelley?

He went to Kansas City.

Well, how long will he be gone?

About two weeks. Why?

Well, it's not important.

You rode all the way in here from the ranch,

this time of night, just for the exercise?

Well, all right, Marshall, I was a little worked up about Slim Kennedy.

Oh, that saddle tramp you've been riding herd on for Miss Dora,

I let him get loose.

I'm wearing his gun.

But I guess as long as the Mayor's out of town...

I think Miss Dora ought to know about it, anyhow.

She's staying at the Mayor's house while he's away.

She and your bride-to-be.

I'll walk over there with you.

Well, there's no need.

It can't do any harm.

Dora? Hmm?

You know, I'll bet he'd ask you to marry him,

if you'd let him.

He's asked.

"Tell you what we're going to do, dora.

"We're gonna go see the preacher.

"Then you run the joint, and I'll run for Senator.

"It's gonna take me time, Dora,

but now I'm gonna make a lady out of you."

No thank you, Mr. Mayor.

No, thank you, very much.

I've traveled this far single.

I guess I'll travel the same to the finish.

[Glass shatters]

Dora!

She's dead,

and you killed her.

You killed the only friend you've ever had!

I'm sorry. I'm sorry, i--

you, in there! Come on out, with your hands up.

Thanks.

They say there used to be a saying in Dodge City,

"the left hand is damned."

Perhaps that began to be said

when what you've just seen happened.

As it really did, back when the west was wild.

Next week, another true story of life and death

on the old frontier.

See you then.