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* Wyatt Earp

* Wyatt Earp

* Brave, courageous,
and bold *

* Long live his fame

* And long live his glory

* And long may
his story be told *

* [humming]

[Announcer]
For many months,
Wyatt Earp,

as Marshal of
Wichita, Kansas,

had managed
to stay clear

of feminine entanglement.

This took some doing,
since numerous young women

set their caps
for the handsome Mr. Earp.

But Miss Mamie Perkins,

a church organist,
had that mysterious charm

which appealed mightily
to Marshal Earp,

and almost succeeded
in proving the frontier
adage which stated,

"For most men,
women are slow.

"But to a peace officer,

they can be quick death."

And stay inside
the city limits.

Don't cross
the city limits, boys.

I don't aim having
any trouble with Earp.

All right Cannerly,

come on out
and face the music!

Go on back to camp.

I don't wanna
have to shoot
anymore of ya.

Let's get him now, Fog.
No, wait a minute.

You can't hide in Wichita
forever, George.

And when you do come out,

we'll be watching
every road.

I ain't ridin' with
the Fog MacMurray crowd no more.

If you wanna
go on living, Fog,

you and the boys
better hit the trail.

[gunshot]

Now, get going!

We got him holed up.

And when he does come out,
we'll kill him.

And that'll keep Earp
and his deputies

from getting after us.

Let's get back to camp.
Come on.

I missed you
at church this morning.

I had a little trouble
down at Denver Jones'.

Oh, I was wondering
about the guns.

Was anybody hurt?
No.

Now, just look.

I walked al the way
downtown with you.

Exercise is good
for you, Miss Mamie.

Oh, but I should
be home

helping Mama
fix Sunday dinner.

Now, how come you spend
so much time on me?

Is there something
you need my help
to handle?

A favor you
wanna ask me?

Certainly not.
Why--

How can you think
so cynically of me?

Miss Mamie, I--

I am a little bit
in love with you.

No, you're not.

Yes, I am.

If something's worrying ya,

why don't you tell me?
Maybe I can help.

And I'm just
a wretched little fraud.

Miss Mamie--
No.

Just try
and forgive me.

Wyatt, can I talk
to you a minute?

Huh?

Can I talk to
you a minute?

Yeah.

Well, what's up?

I've been worried
about you.

Aw, please.
No brotherly lectures, huh.

Can we just call it
brotherly advice?

Sit down.

I've lived in
Wichita a long time.

I know Mamie Perkins
and her folks.

Look, it's not
that serious.

Yes, it is.

I wish you'd stop
seeing her, Wyatt.

Why?

I-- I can't tell you.

It wouldn't be fair
to Mamie.

Perhaps what happened
a couple of years ago

is over and done with.

What are you
trying to tell me?

It's-- It's nothing
disgraceful.

She's a real fine girl.

It's just that--

Well, if you've made up
your mind to marry her

and she's willing,
no problem.

You'll have my blessings.

Is that the way
it's gonna turn out?

Mamie is not
in love with me.

Then, I'm right.

There's another man.

Is that what you're
trying to say?

Well, come on.
Come on, tell me.

I'm Marsh Murdock,
a newspaper man, remember?

Now, what's that
got to do

with the price
of apples?

Well, I'm something
like a lawyer, a doctor.

I'm told things
in confidence

that I can't repeat.

Not even to my best friend.

Oh.

All I ask is that

you stop seeing Mamie.
I think it's good advice.

Well, I think
it's good advice, too.

Uh, but I can't take it.

You mean you still hope

that she might
change her mind?

No, but I'm still
fond of Mamie,

and she's in
some kind of trouble.

And seeing as you
won't tell me what it is,

I'm gonna keep on
trying to persuade
her to tell me.

That's plain, blind
stubbornness.

You're right.
Where's your pride?

The whole town's
whispering

about you and Mamie.

Well, tell them
not to whisper.

They should speak up.

Now look, Wyatt.

You could marry
a half a dozen girls

just as pretty--

Several of 'em are ready
to fall in love

with you for keeps.

Really think so?
Sure.

Aw.
Yeah, sure, sure.

Yeah, well right now,
I am interested
in Mamie.

All right, be stubborn.

You're the one
who'll get hurt.

You oughta have
that thick skull
cracked open.

Your brain needs air
or something.

Howdy, Uncle Tad.

Why, George,
bless my soul.

You old rascal.
You don't look
a day older.

Oh, quit blarneying me.

Where you been
keeping yourself, George?

Oh, I've been
battin' around.

Say, uh, fix me up
with a room, huh?

Oh, and I'm thirsty.
I'm heading for the bar.

Wait a second, son.

You gotta check your guns
on the rack yonder.

Marshal Earp
is very strict.

I heard about him.

He's been trying
to cut me out

with Mamie Perkins,
ain't he?
Well, I--

No, now that's
no secret, Uncle Tad.

A man told me up at
Fog MacMurray's cattle camp

'bout a week ago.

I figured it was time
I was getting back
to Wichita.

Fog MacMurray?

You ain't been
riding with him?

Oh, now, shh.

Had a little argument
with Fog

about me quitting
his outfit.

So, I had to slap him
around a little.

I'm really dry,
Uncle Tad.

See ya later.

Hold on, cowhand.

Huh, who are you?

It's Marshal Earp,
George.

There's the rack.
Take off your guns.

So, you're Wyatt Earp?

Why, you're a mighty
good-looking fella.

I can see how Mamie
might kind of forget.

Ah, you're a friend
of Mamie's, huh?

Yeah, and I'm
pretty sore at you.

They tell me you're
trying to cut me out
with Mamie.

Now, George.

You know, I got
a good mind to gun you.

Try it.

Okay.

Hey, man,
you're fast.

Now, unbuckle 'em.

Sure.
I ain't stupid.

Are you any good
with your fists, Earp?

Yes, he is.

Now, George,
you on to the bar

and have your drink.

George is one of
our hometown boys,
Mr. Earp.

He's been away
from Wichita

a couple of years.

No use for you
to quarrel

with the Marshal.

Well, uh, Earp's
too fast for me

to gun him,
Uncle Tad.

I gotta teach him
a lesson somehow.

Hey, how bout taking
off your guns

and stepping
out back?

Be glad to.

Oh, George.

You never did have
good judgment.

Well, what would
Mamie think of me

if I didn't
fight for her?

You know, a woman wants
a man to be brave,
Uncle Tad.

Besides,
I'm as big as he is

and I weigh more.

Anytime.

My name's
Cannerly.

They call me
Big George.

I gotta teach you
to stay away from
Mamie.

Would it feel better
if we shook hands?

No.
Come on.

Well, now he's sore.

What right has he got
to be sore?

You tried to pull
a gun on him.

Well, he tried
to steal my girl.

That ain't any reason
for us hating each other.

Oh, say. Call a doctor,
will ya, Uncle Tad?

Now, no expense
to the hotel.

I'll pay for
checking on him
after the fight.

Oh, George.

George?

[groans]

Man, you sure
can fight.

Rest yourself awhile.

No.
Come on.

[groans]

Ooh!

Stop it! Stop!

Oh, George.

Oh, my darling.

Hi, Mamie.

Oh, George.
You're all bloody.

Oh, you big brute.

You just did this
because you're
jealous of him.

George, honey.
I love you.

And I waited
and waited for
you to come home.

No, it's all right,
Mamie.

Well, I gotta get up
and fight now.

Oh, no.
I won't let you.

Let me at him.
I'll get him--

No, Mamie.
You can't do that.

You can't do that.
He can't hit you back.

Let me punch him.
No, no, Mamie.

All right.
I'm licked.

I give up.

All right.

Mamie, you shouldn't
have said

all those things
to Earp.

I'm the one that
started the fight.

And boy, he sure did
accommodate me.

Who's dead?

Nobody.

You skinned
your knuckles.

Who you been
fighting?

Big George Cannerly.

Marshal Earp didn't
hurt him much, Doc.

He's out there now,
talking to Mamie Perkins.

Big George, huh?

So, that young idiot
came back to town.

He quit riding with
Fog MacMurray, huh?

Says he did.
Oh.

Wyatt, you and I better
have a conversation.

About what?

The impending decease
of Big George Cannerly.

Walk back to
the office with me.

No, no. This way.

I came in through the bar,

I go out through the bar.

Superstitious.

That's what you get
for sparking around
Mamie Perkins.

Big George may think
he quit Fog MacMurray's gang,

but nobody quits him.

Fog's just a dirty
cattle rustler.
You know that.

A road agent and
a crazy turnin' fool.

Well, you gonna
let George get killed?

I don't care
what happens to him.

He wants to turn
rustler, that's his
business, not mine.

Now, why didn't you
and Mr. Murdock

tell me that girl
was in love with George?

Fine, loyal friend
as you are, you never
said a word.

Well, uh,
we was hoping.

Hoping what?

Well, we was hoping
that Mamie

would fall out
of love with George,

and, lead you into
the bondage of matrimony.

[laughs]

She sure missed
the boat on that one.

As a matter of fact,

I had a $5 bet even,
that she'd get ya roped.

It wasn't ever that close.

Oh, now, Wyatt.

It was that close.

Well, it's over now.

Are you gonna let
Fog MacMurray and his boys

cut George down?

No, they won't
come into Wichita.

Oh? That's true.

They're just probably
laying outside of town,

waiting for him.

But, that's no concern
of yours.

No, it is.

My authority ends
at the city limits.

Furthermore--

George just told me
the truth.

There's a lot of
bad men after him.

Oh, Mr. Earp,
can't you help?

Well, I've got
my house calls to make.

Now, wait a minute,
Doc.

Now, you just
shut the door

when you're
through talking.
Wait a minute!

I know I did wrong,
Mr. Earp.

I should have explained
to you about George.

Yep.

I thought I
was over it.

I didn't know if
he'd ever come back.

Well, Miss Mamie,
he sure come back.

In trouble, though.

Because he wants
nothing more

to do with those men.

Because he wants
to quit his wild

and foolish ways,

and settle down.

He wants to reform, huh?

Oh, yes he does.

If you'll help.

I know we haven't
any right to ask.

First thing George did

was pick a fight
with you, and...

when I think
of what I did--

But I hadn't
any pride,

and I'm scared.

Look, George doesn't
know I came here.

But you're the only
one who can help us.

I don't know why
I should. Do you?

Yes.

Because--

Because you're you.

That makes
a lot of sense.

I'll see
what I can do.

I'm so glad you didn't
really fall in love with me.

I'd never have
been good enough.

Go ahead and blarney
me a little bit.
I like it.

All right,
where's George?

At the hotel.
I put arnica on his face.

Yeah?

You ask him to do ya
a great personal favor.

You ask him not to
leave the hotel room,

not to go out
in the street.

You understand?
Yes, of course.

I'll try to locate
the men he had
to ride with

first thing in the morning.

I think I got a plan
to get him outta town.

Isn't it just
money they want?

I mean--
Well, I won't know

until I talk
to 'em.

Now you get him
to promise you

to stay in
that hotel room.
It's important.

Oh, he'll stay there
until we hear from you.

And I--

I, um--

I can't thank you.

I haven't the words
to try.

Wait a minute.

Howdy, boys.

Where can I find
Fog MacMurray?

Hold it.

Now, drop your guns.

Now, where can I find Fog?

He's up at
the north road.

Thank you, gentlemen.

MacMurray?

Yeah, I'm MacMurray.

Good morning.

You're kind of
off limits,

ain't ya,
Johnny Law?

My name's
Wyatt Earp,

and this is
a social visit.

Oh, so you're Earp,
huh?

You're the one
Big George

had the fight with
in town last night.

[chuckles]
Hear you kind of
took care of him.

Well, he deserved it.

Plugged a couple
of my boys

and pushed me around.

Of course,
I wasn't wearing
a gun at the time.

Oh.

Uh, what can we do
for you, sir?

Well, I--
I noticed that
you got all

the roads out of
Wichita posted.

We're waiting for
Big George to come out.

Oh.

You, uh--
You really don't
like him, huh?

If he does come out,

he's, uh, apt to be dead.

Is there any way
that he can settle
his beef with you?

Nope. Not at all.

That's too bad.

I was hoping
to get rid of him.

Well, that's simple.

Just chase him out
and let him pick
his own road.

Oh, well that's gonna
be a bit of a problem.

You see, Big George
tried to gun me
last night.

Well, of course,
he's awful slow
in the draw,

but he's liable
to try it again.

Oh, so that's what's
worrying you, huh?

Yes, sir.
You see, uh--

Well, I haven't ever had
to kill a man yet--

Well, of course,
I've wounded quite
a few of them, but--

Well, I sure hate
the idea of having
to kill a man.

I never heard
that one before.

Here's a Johnny Law
that's scared

he's gonna have
to kill Big George.

[laughter]

Well, son, it don't
amount to nothing.

Oh, well it does
in my business,
Mr. McMurray.

I mean, you see--

Well, I've set a record

that the town is
mighty proud of, and--

Well, they expect
me to hold to it.

If I was to tangle
with Big George
in a gunfight,

and if he was to die,

well, there'd be
a coroner's hearing

and a trial by
the city council.

You're determined
to keep him bottled
up, huh?

More than ever.

Looks like you're
taking a nasty job
off our hands.

Well, not if
I can help it, sir.

No, sir. I'm gonna try
and run Big George out.

He runs Big George out,

he's gonna have
to kill him.

So, just take it
easy, boys.

[laughing]

Good morning.

Wyatt,
where ya been?

You had me
kind of worried, boy.

We'd better have
a little talk
in your room.

Okay.

Well, never could
beat you

playing checkers,
Uncle Tad.

Hey, listen, see.
I checked in my guns

and I'm in
a real good humor.

Well, Fog MacMurray
is not in a good humor.

Aw, shucks.
Now you shouldn't have

gone to all
that trouble for me.

Well, that's mighty
generous of ya.

Where'd you find Fog?

Another thing,
Fog's got men
watching for ya

on every road.

He can't be bought off,

and he can't be
talked out of it.

And the only way for you
to get out of town
is by train.

Sure made myself
a heap of trouble.

Well, maybe I can
get you out of this

if you do
what I tell you.

No, sir. I ain't gonna
load myself on you.

Fog'll have some boys
watching the train depot.

Best way for me
is to make a dash
for it by road.

Yeah, tonight.

What about Miss Mamie?

Well...

always something,
ain't there?

You were man enough
to leave

MacMurray's outfit for her.

Now, why don't you
grow up all the way?

Grow up?

Look, why don't you
just use some judgment

and common sense
for a change.

You can't shoot
your way through

that whole
MacMurray outfit,
and you know it.

Even if you did,
where would you be?

Out on the trail
where'd they shoot
you down

like a dog.

Yeah, I reckon so.
[sighs]

Now, sit down
and listen to me.

I got an idea
that might work.

Why do you do this?

I got Mamie
back from ya.
Seems to me--

It's none of your business
why I do anything.

Now, are you gonna
listen to me?

Okay, okay, Wyatt.

I'm listening with
my big mule ears.
Now, look--

And I'm gonna
marry George

and leave this town.

My uncle in
Kansas City

will give him a job.

Well, is that plan
so foolish, Doc?

Well, it ain't
too realistic.

Now, why do you
say that?

Fog MacMurray has got
Big George

holed up
here in Wichita.

Oh, Mr. Earp's
gonna fix that.

He promised he'd talk
to that awful man

first thing
this morning.

[chuckles]

Talking and fixing
is two different things.

You know, maybe--
I was just wondering.
Oh?

Couldn't you buy
a strong effort
of will power

for a lot of love
with George?

No, I tried that.

Try again, harder.

Now that he's risked
his life

to break with
those criminals?

After he's proved
he wants to live

a decent and
respectable life?

Doctor, I'm ashamed
of you.

Yes, but maybe
I made some bets.

Now, I told you.
[knocking at door]

Come in.

Oh, good news?

Well, it's not bad,
Miss Mamie.
Did Mr. McMurray--

Ah, George is waiting
for ya

to tell you what we
have to do over at
the hotel.

Oh, fine.
I'll see you later.

Don't lie to me.

You ain't settle nothing
with Fog MacMurray.

You are right.

From now on,
it's up to you.

Yep.

What?

George's life
is in your hands.

What's a matter with him?
Is he sick?

He'll soon be dead.

And you're gonna
have to sign

a death certificate

and put him
in a coffin.

And then Mamie
is gonna take him

to Kansas City
for the interment.

She and the remains
are leaving

on the afternoon train.

You know, I always
suspicioned it.

I think you got
brain fever.

Can you think of
a better scheme

to get him out of town.

You mean he's gonna
pretend to be dead?
Mm-hmm.

Oh.
See, he's gonna come out
of the hotel to gun me,

and we're gonna meet out
in front of your office.

And I'm gonna
shoot him with a blank.

Then we'll carry him
inside here,

and you give him
a dose of ether--
No!

You hear me?
No!

Well, wait a minute.

It's the only time
I've ever asked
you a favor.

When did you ever
do me a favor?
This is for Miss Mamie.

You've gotta crush
to ask me to falsify

a death report and
a certificate like that.

No. You hear me?

Get out of here.
Get out. Get out!

All right, it's gonna
cost you $850.

What?

Remember that claim
you made against
the government

for that patent medicine
I lost in the Nation's job?

You have the check?
Yeah.

Hand it over.
Oh, I can't, cant.

United States Marshal.
I gotta countersign
it first.

Blackmail.

[shouts]

It's illegal.

Well, now you know
that medicine

wasn't worth $850.

You signed the claim.

And I can un-sign
the check.

So you and I can't
be friends anymore.

Good, that's the best
news I ever heard
in my life.

Now, wait a minute.
Wait a minute.

Sign the check.

Well, you do
your part first.

Oh, you scoundrel.

Hey, George,
listen to me.

Earp's trying
to steal my girl

and I'm gonna
gun him on sight.

Where's Wyatt Earp?
You seen him?

Earp's walking back
from the jail

to Doctor Rick's
office.

I wouldn't be in
a hurry to meet
him, cowhand.

I'll blow him down.

Oh, George.
George?

Hey, Earp.

All right,
make your move.

You make yours first.

[gunshot]

Come on,
get away from him.

This man is dead.

Go on.
Move along. Go ahead.

Break it up.

Let's carry him inside.

Big news, Fog.

Wyatt Earp killed George

in a gun fight
about 20 minutes ago.
You see him do it?

No, but I talked
to a fella who
was there.

Earp got him
in the stomach.

He was dead when
they carried him
into Doc's.

Still sounds too good
to be true.

Maybe a few of us
better ride in
to Wichita

and make sure.

You stay here.
[chatter]

You have to get
back to work,
Uncle Tad.

I'll be all right.

Your folks shouldn't
of left you

to go through all this
alone, Miss Mamie.

Oh, they'll be here.
They're just late.

You better hurry
along now.

And thank you for--
for everything.

Good-bye, George.

[sobbing]

I reckon you're
the gal

that George got
himself killed over.

[sobbing continues]

Uh, we've come to pay
our respects.

I'm sure you did.

Why don't we
take a look, Fog?

Maybe Earp
got the wrong man.

Yeah, he may not even
really be dead.

Uh, just...

step aside ma'am.

Aren't you satisfied?

Haven't you done enough
to us already?

Well, now, you just
step aside, ma'am.

And I'll put a few
more slugs in there.

MacMurray, put your
gun away.

Take your men
outta town.

All right, son.

Congratulations
on a good job.

[sobbing]
Oh, Wyatt.

It's all right
now, ma'am.

Everything's
gonna be all right.

* Well, he cleaned up
the country *

* The old wild west
country *

* He made law
and order prevail *

* And none can deny it

* The legend of Wyatt

* Forever will live
on the trail *

* Oh, Wyatt Earp

* Wyatt Earp

* Brave, courageous,
and bold *

* Long live his fame

* And long live his glory

* And long may
his story be told *

* Long may his story

* Be

* Told