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Gunsmoke, starring James Arness as Matt Dillon.

I have been told that behind that badge, there is the heart of a coward.

Is it true?

Who are you? What do you want?

Ah, my name, my name. Miguel, Miguel Samando. Nothing.

Even today.

But tomorrow, tomorrow I shall be the pistolero who shot the famous Marshall

Dillon.

I cannot let you go, senor.

You see...

There are some people in some cities who do not like some of the things that I

have done.

And they pay other people to hunt me and kill me.

I do not like that.

I do not want people hunting me and killing me.

Let me tell you something, young fella. I'm not after you. So why don't you ride

out of here?

Oh, regardless.

I've got to kill you.

Why?

Well, the path that this bullet will take

shall lead me south to my home.

Comprende? I'm afraid I'm not much for riddles.

I agree. The time for riddles is past.

Hold it right there.

Matt Dillon.

You're not aiming a bushwhacking old friend, are you?

Jack?

Jack Pinto.

Well, I'll be darned. I see you still ain't wasting any bullets.

Well, I can't understand it. This fellow just stepped out into the road here and

forced me to draw on him. I heard a shot. I figured somebody needed help.

Well, were you after him? No, I'm not a lawman anymore. Not for the last three,

four years.

Well, that's hard to believe, Jack.

I got just a hair slower than I once was.

I figured I better stop facing up to these young punks before one of them

outdrew me.

That's not likely.

What brings you down this way?

Matt, I'm reaching for the promised land.

I'm taking the biggest gamble of my life.

Gamble?

For nearly 30 years, I worked for the law for $12 a month.

Now I decided I'm going to get something back.

What do you mean?

I'm going to California.

Land is cheap there, and they tell us country boys that the streets are paved

with gold.

You're not going by way of Dodge, are you?

Well, I was just planning on it.

Well, good. Ride along with me. Give me a hand here, and we'll get started. Who

is he?

I don't know, Jack. I never saw him before.

Don't!

Thunder's above all the imbeciles. Never mind that. Where's Matthew at?

Didn't hurt you none. Oh, no, didn't hurt me at all. I'm scolded. I got third

-degree burns. I spent 45 minutes making myself a cup of coffee, and just as I

get it all, just... What in thunder's a matter with you anyway?

There's another one in town.

There's another one. What? One of them gunfighters. Oh, you got gunfighters on

the brain. Doc, it's a hanging truth. I seen him run out yonder in the street

just big as you please.

Will you tell me how in thunder you can tell a gunfighter from any other cowboy

that's wearing a gun?

Well, it's easy. They got the way that... I can tell them a mile off, just

like you can tell when the weather's fixing to change.

Well, I've got a little secret for you about that weather business.

That is no psychic phenomena with me. It's rheumatism.

Well, wait a minute.

Are you going to tell me where Matthew's at? No, I'm not going to tell you where

he is because I don't know where he is. Well, he was supposed to have came back

from Hayes Pillars. Well, I know that. I know that.

But he told me before he left that if he had time, he was going to stop by Ben

Wilmer's place and find out why Wilmer's dog has been chasing old man Ferris'

chicken. Chicken? That's what he said.

Well, now, that ain't no fittin' kind of a job for a United States Marshal to be

a-doin'. Yeah, well, when Matt gets back, why don't you sit him down and

have a talk with him? Explain his duties to him. He'll appreciate it. All right,

just keep on the hoover on. Now, Doc, you don't understand the seriousness of

what I'm trying to tell you. I'm trying to tell you that there's three

gunfighters right down yonder at the Long Branch, and they would have been

four if that Mexican hadn't rolled out of town before daylight.

My golly, it's a shame you can't read and write. Why?

You could start your own newspaper.

But I'll tell you this. I got better things to do than stand around here

jawing with an old man that's so feeble he can't even pick up a coffee pot. You

get out of here! I'm going.

And while I'm gone, I'm going to find out what's going on in town while a

United States marshal's out there chasing chickens.

Thank you.

A whiskey?

Sure.

Looks like old home week, don't it?

Flag him.

Fresh, I'm surprised at you.

Lookie here.

Putting a jack where a king belongs.

You already got one of my bullets in you. You looking to get another one?

One of these days, I'm gonna kill you, Fligger.

You're gonna have to take lessons from our friend Billy Coe over there then,

aren't you?

Because I heard that he liked to shoot people in the back.

What are you doing here in Dodge anyway, Billy Coe?

Same as you.

Drinking.

You're drinking real whiskey?

I ain't looking for no trouble.

That sounds like a good idea.

Is this something you want, mister?

Reckon I do, if you're buying.

You're real funny, ain't you, cowboy?

I can see right off I'm making your whole day for you.

Well, you keep on grinning, you're liable to die grinning.

Sit down, mister. I'll buy you a drink.

Give me another glass, Sam.

Much obliged to you.

That's right salty of you.

Name's Festus Heigin.

Goes down right smooth, don't it?

Can I have another swallow?

Help yourself.

Did you ever notice, Billy Cole, how some people...

Just got to spend their money and buy themselves a friend.

I'm going to get me a room at Mount Smalley's, Matt. Maybe I'll see you at

the suburbs.

Good thing, Jack.

That's Miguel Simando.

I forgot to tell you, Flanger.

This morning, there was four of us.

Who is he?

Well, he called himself Miguel Simando. That's all I know.

Mexican, huh?

Well, I thought maybe Festus was just trying to get everybody worked up over

nothing, but this could be one of the fellas he was talking about.

What do you mean?

Well, he claims the town's full of gunfighters. He says that they've been

drifting in ever since you left.

Said one of them was a Mexican and he rode out of town this morning.

Where's Festus now?

Two or three of these fellas supposed to be over at the Long Branch. I suppose

he's over there snooping around or something.

I better go over and have a look, Doc. I'll see you later.

Can you take care of him?

Sure. Thanks.

Give me a hand here.

Let's get it.

Huh? Looks like quite a party you're throwing here.

You know him?

One by name, two by breed. Has there been any trouble?

Not yet.

Which one's your friend?

This first one down the bar here.

Who's that sitting with Festus?

He introduced me. His name's Al Trish.

And I know two of them by name.

Thanks. I'll be in the bag.

Hello, Flager.

Oh, hi, Marshal. I wasn't sure whether you was gonna remember me or not.

I always remember a man that kills one of my friends.

You remember how it was, Marshal. It was a fair fight.

What are you doing here in Dodge?

Business.

What about these others? They here on business, too?

Well, what others is that?

This one here and Al Trush.

Oh, you know Al Trush? Yeah.

Yeah, I know Al Trush.

Who's that one?

His name's Billy Coe.

I'll tell you something, Flager.

If there's any trouble here, I'm gonna throw you in jail.

All three of you.

Call Marshal.

I don't miss often, Marshal.

I suppose I ought to thank you for that.

No, you don't need to do that.

Any man that was giving himself an edge like this man was doing on a draw

deserves to end up with a mouthful of dirt.

At least this one wasn't no friend of yours, was he?

It's me, boys. Get off the street.

that your mom and paul give you that name um festus of course i'm sure what's

wrong with that well it just sounds to me like if i had uh you know my little

finger that had to cut off my whole

I never saw you around Dodge before.

Well, maybe that's because I ain't never been here before.

And that means that something real special's got to have brung you to town

this time, right?

Well, I want to tell you something, Vestas, my friend.

There's only three things that makes a man move.

A woman, or a bankroll, or a .45, a tickle in the back of your neck.

Keep it safe.

I gotta say this, it's either a woman or a 45, because you sure got yourself a

bankroll, ain't you?

Well, that ain't much.

It sure looks much to a man that ain't got nothing but jingling money in his

pocket.

Maybe so.

But it ain't rich.

That ain't rich for Adidas.

$25,000.

That's rich, all right.

And that's just what I want to earn me tomorrow.

Golly, Bill, what are you fixing on doing, robbing the bank or something?

What business is that of yours?

Boy, that ain't none.

If you're figuring on robbing a bank, I was just defunding with you. I didn't

know you was actually going to do it.

What's wrong with you?

I ain't going to rob no bank.

I'm just going to do a nice, neat little job that I was hired to do.

Why, somebody try to stop me.

You mean like that flanger fella?

don't let him stop me.

You ain't no friend of that Marshall's now, are you?

Oh, fuck.

I look like the kind of a man that'd get thick with some yay who are wearing the

10 badge.

You surely don't.

Fact is, I got me plenty of good reason to want to know if anything's going to

happen to that Marshall.

You just keep your eyes open, Festus, my friend.

Maybe you'll see somebody put a bullet in that tin batch.

And you think they really are gunslingers, huh?

Well, Trash and Flager are.

They're the only ones left.

What are you gonna do about it?

You wouldn't mind some help from an old friend, Matt.

I mean, I've had years dealing with gunslingers.

Well, I appreciate that, Jack, but I thought that's something you were gonna

try and forget.

Forget? It's like riding a horse, Matt.

Sometimes you want to get off and rest a while.

Sometimes you even make up your mind you're never going to ride again.

But you never forget how.

Well, thanks, Jack, but I want to try and find out what they're really here

for. I think I'll just give them a little rope.

Maybe they'll hang themselves with it.

Another one ain't gonna hurt you.

Of course it ain't. Won't hurt you if you don't swallow it. Let's get it on.

Come on.

Now, the thing I can't understand is why you got to get him fair and square like

that.

Because that's what the man said.

What man?

I think I've told you too much already.

Oh, just hold on now. The reason why I'm asking you, if you got to get him fair

and square, you're going to earn every nickel of that $25,000.

Because Matthew...

Fastest man that I have ever saw with a pistol.

And I mean it.

Yeah? Faster than a diamondback rattler with a tarantula running up his

backside.

That's a bunch of talk.

Now, it ain't my insides that's gonna get there now, but you have been

neighborly with your hooch here. And I just wanna let you know what kind of a

thorny patch you're getting yourself into.

Where are you going?

I'll be right back. I'm just going to attend to a little unfinished business.

You know something, Trish?

You drank way too much.

All that whiskey there takes the edge off a man's draw.

Joy for me, Flayer.

Well, there ain't no way to talk to an old friend now, is it?

Especially seeing you and I playing in the same card game.

Both kind of looking to draw the same card, right?

What do you mean by that?

Oh, you know what I mean.

I mean, it figures that you've probably been in touch with a man named...

Pringle, right?

Beat it, Festus.

What for?

I said beat it!

All right.

You know something?

You know, you keep talking to people like that, and there ain't gonna be

nobody left to love you.

You said something about Pringle. Get on with it.

Well, the figures, don't it?

I mean, this morning, there was four of us, right?

And now there's just you and me.

Now, either Kringle planned it that way, or else he's aiming to have some fun

with us.

And either way, there's one of us too many.

Well, it all depends on who gets there first, don't it?

There's just one of us left, Nizer.

It ain't gonna work, Fleger.

Now get on up out of the chair.

Come on.

Push your chair back and get on up.

to make me draw on you, Flagger.

All right, then maybe I'll just kill you for the fun of it.

No.

No.

You won't do that, Flagger.

If I don't draw on you, they'll hang you.

And that ain't gonna put no money in your pocket now, is it?

You keep your voice down, boy.

You're a big man.

I got plans for you, Mr. Flager.

I'm gonna kill you just like I said I would, and I'm gonna tell you how I'm

gonna do it.

I'm gonna wait till you draw on the marshal, and then I'm gonna kill you the

way you killed Billy Cole.

And they ain't gonna hang me.

They're gonna give me a medal. How do you like that, huh?

I like that.

Go ahead.

Kiss you $25,000 if you'll buy.

It's all right, folks.

The excitement's over.

Well, back to your drinking or your seats.

As a matter of fact, old Al Thresh is going to do the buying.

Admit it, Mr. Flager.

I got you right where it hurts.

You ain't gonna fight me and the Marshal at the same time.

All right.

And I got you, too, because you know you can't take him by yourself.

That's right.

Ain't neither one of us can take him alone.

So what we ought to do is stop fighting each other.

Oh, no, no.

the kind of partner you had in mind.

My clothes ain't suited for the job, but I don't see you got no choice.

All right.

Flagger?

You see, it's not hard to love me.

All you gotta do is give a little.

and wait to get shot if you want to, but you're not very considerate of other

folks. Who's that?

Well, me, for one. I don't like the idea of getting waked up in the middle of the

night to pick bullets out of your back.

Well, you tell me you'll be on the range to get shot after breakfast, then.

Doc, don't you know you're talking to the most stubborn man in the world, pal,

about? About the orneries, too.

Well, Matt, since you don't seem to need me, I think I'll turn that one and get

an early start.

All right, Jack, good night. Take care, Matt.

You've known him a long time, huh?

Yeah, he's a good lawman, Doc.

Kind of smart, too. At least he knew when to quit.

Matthew!

Matthew, come on. You got some marshalling to do.

What's your problem?

Well, it ain't mine. It's yours.

Somebody put $25,000 on your head, and there's a couple of yahoos in town

that's affixing to collect it.

I just spent the last four hours of drinking with one of them, trying to

find out what's going on.

I found out this.

It's got to be a fair fight.

You better come on, because they're just a-faunching and a-bellering down there.

They're just putting their head around, just now.

I don't know.

like old trash got to him, don't it?

That's what happened here.

One minute he was laughing and the next he was just fine.

And my hands were... My hands were... A

man can't hardly get any rest at all in this town of yours, Matt.

Matthew, we'd already get to looking for trash.

What does this stretch look like?

Well, he looks like a fella that wouldn't be against sticking a knife in

another fella's back.

Matt, looky there.

What's the matter?

Quiet.

Over here, let's go.

I didn't kill him, Marshal.

Get your hands up.

I swear I didn't kill him.

And why'd you run?

I figured nobody would believe me after seeing him in Flager fighting that

saloon there. But I didn't kill him.

I suppose you're going to try and tell me you didn't come to Dodge to kill me

either, huh?

Well, I decided I wouldn't go through with it.

Why not?

I didn't like my chances.

$25,000 ain't no good to a dead man.

Cover him, will you?

He went for his gun just like I knew he would.

I've had my fill of these punks who think that a gun is the answer to

everything.

Thanks.

Well, I guess I might as well get him loaded up and get him back to town.

If you don't mind, Matt, I think I'll just go on.

You mean you're not coming back to Dodge?

Well, I was planning to go about sunup, and that ain't but two hours from now,

so might as well push on.

Well, Jack, I'll be sorry to see you go.

Don't you have any stuff back in Dodge, though?

Everything I own is on this horse.

Gives you an idea of what a lawman's got to look forward to.

Well,

it's been good seeing you again.

Pleasure running into you.

Well, Marshal Dillon. That's right.

My name's Pringle, Ben Pringle.

I'm in the cattle business.

I had to deal with a man named Pinto.

Pick up some of my cattle.

I understand he rode out of town with you and did come back. Could you tell me

why? He went on to California.

California?

Yeah, now, if you're through with your questions, I got a couple for you.

What's your connection with a couple of gunfighters named Trash and Flager?

Gunfighters?

I don't know what you're talking about. Just a minute now. If you'll just step

into the office, we'll talk about this a little further.

Matt! Matt, it's late. He's been shot.

He was still alive when I left, but I think he's hurt bad, Matt.

What happened?

I don't know. I was out back and I heard the shot and came running around the

side of the house and there was a man just disappearing over the hill.

Then I went in the house and life was... All right, Nettie, you just take it

easy. You go on down and meet me in front of Doc's office. I'll be there in

just a minute.

Mr. Pringle, I'll ask you to stay around and dodge till I get back.

See that he does, will you, Festus?

Mr. Pringle, I'll just walk back over to the hotel with you.

Well, you needn't bother. Wait a minute. There's a bunch of Henriets who's around

town. I sure don't want anything to happen to you.

Hey, hey.

Didn't you have fun and rolled out of town to Matthew last night, the one that

killed Al Trash?

That's right. His name's Jack Pinto.

I thought Matthew said you was fixing to head down for California.

Well, that's what I was planning to do, all right. But then I remembered this

frisky little gal lives about a mile or two out of town.

Well, she kind of convinced me to stay around a while.

A mile or two out of town, you say? You don't want me to give you no road map,

do you?

Well, I was just thinking I might know her.

Then you sure know why I stayed around, huh?

Bring him.

I ought to put a bullet through that miserable conniving heart of yours.

He said you'd gone.

I guess he was wrong.

Well, what do you want?

You acting dumb.

You acting real dumb.

You put that gun away.

A gun scare you, Pringle? You hide a whole tassel of them.

I don't know what you're talking about.

I'm talking, listening to your lies, Pringle.

In my book, there's only one thing that's worse than a man who kills for

money, and that's a man who hires somebody else to do the killing for him.

I didn't think you were so particular.

We're not talking about me. We're talking about you.

You hired me to kill Matt Dillon, $1,500 going in and $25,000 when it's over.

That's right.

But now when I come here to do the job, I find four other fellas here before me.

I just wanted to make sure.

They're all gone now. You're the only one that's left.

Why, they're scum like you. They're not fit to live.

And you are.

A man who'd kill a friend for money. He was more than a friend. He was a good

lawman.

And now it's either him or me.

All my life, I've killed to protect people like you for a lousy $12 a month.

And now, for the first time, I'm offered with the risks of worth.

And I'm gonna make sure that you'll be around to pay off when it's over.

I'll be here.

With the money that... $25,000.

I got it.

Where? Where?

You don't think I keep it here?

Where? I got it at the bank.

And you get it when you earn it.

You make sure you'll be at the bank when it opens in the morning.

I'll be there, all right.

You just keep your hand to the bargain.

My job will be over when the bank opens.

Sure you can take him?

I hear he's pretty good.

Tomorrow he won't be so good.

You just set the light down enough?

Come to your right, Doc.

He's gonna be just fine, Nettie. He'll probably be up dancing the two-step with

you in a couple of weeks.

Thank the Lord.

Listen, Todd.

I never could dance the two-step.

You ought to be asleep, Liam.

I'm sorry.

What are you sorry about?

Getting you all the way out here in the middle of the night.

Well, you might have been a lot sorrier if Nettie hadn't come to town after me.

Leif, did you see who did this to you?

Yeah, I sure did.

Do you know him?

I never saw him before, but I'll never forget him.

What did he look like?

He was a dark man, not too big.

Had a checked shirt, sheepskin jacket.

Tan hat, I think.

I better be heading back to Dodge.

You know who done it, Marshal?

Yes, I'm afraid I do.

Oh, but you can't go back to Dodge tonight. You've been riding all day. I

can fix up a place here for you easy.

Well, thanks, Nettie, but I've got to be getting back.

Doc, make him listen to reason.

Well, I gave up on that quite a while ago.

Nettie, give Leif a couple of those, will you?

You think it's Jack Pinto, huh?

Got to be, Doc.

I don't know why I didn't guess it before.

Well, what makes you think he's going to be in Dodge?

You'll be there

Wait

a minute, where are you going? Mr. Franklin isn't the marshal back yet. I

gotta talk to him Well, you better have a hollering kind of a voice cuz he's 45

miles out of Dodge be back sometime tomorrow Yeah, well, I've got to get

word to him There's some Pinto's out to kill him Pinto.

He's up to some trick or something. Ah

Now, just don't you worry none about Matthew. That gun he told's come with a

little book to tell him how to use it. Now, just go on upstairs.

Now, look, we've got to warn him. I'll tell him. I'll tell him. You quit

fretting. Just get upstairs and stay there now.

Matthew, you

ain't

no shape to be going after him now.

Just wait a little bit and get... Matthew?

Welcome back, Matt.

I said welcome back, Matt.

Try him now, Matthew. You can't even hardly see him.

Why'd you shoot Leif?

I thought I'd sleep better dreaming about you out on the trail.

You look a little tired.

My gun hand's not tired, Jack.

Anyway, it's a beautiful morning for dying.

Sun bother your eye, does it?

Jack, I'll take you, sun or no sun.

Maybe you will.

But I knocked down the Ozzy a little.

I'm coming at you, Matt.

How'd you do it, Jack?

$25,000.

Lies an awful lot of land in California a man could live like a king

But the truth is that

I'm kind of glad it turned out this way

Five of them enough, or you got some more hidden away somewhere?

Five's all I could find, Marshal.

Too bad things didn't work out the way you planned.

Well, that's where you're wrong, Marshal.

It worked out just the way I planned it.

You see, I had a big spread just outside of Wichita. It took me 40 years to build

it.

Last year, I got caught in the middle of a range where I lost everything.

My cattle, crops.

They killed my grandson.

Fine young fella.

I think you knew him, Marshal.

Thad Ewan.

Go on.

Well, they gunned him down.

They hired eight, ten gunfighters, and he was no match for them.

And these men were five of those gunfighters?

They were all I could find, Marshal.

See, I wanted them to get it just like he did, knowing it was coming.

And I figured you could take them all, or they could take each other.

That's just what happened.

Where'd you get the money?

I sold out my land for $8,000.

$1,500 apiece and a little extra.

What about the $25,000?

I figured I wouldn't need it, Marshal.

Guess I was right.

I can't stand the sight of him.

What's the matter with him?

Those men were trash.

Hard guns, that's all.

Heavy cell planes.

Out there goes one man a night.

Thank you.