All language subtitles for The Life and Legend of Wyatt Earp S03E35

♪ Wyatt Earp, Wyatt Earp ♪

♪ Brave, courageous and bold ♪

♪ Long live his fame and long live his glory ♪

♪ And long may his story be told ♪

Marshal Wyatt Earp had caught

two of the four notorious Dry Gulchers

who murdered his Indian friend Mr. Brother.

But the other two, Sam Wilson and Rufe Prentice,

had escaped across the Kansas line

to a hide-out in north Texas.

Wyatt now faced the problem of capturing these crafty fugitives

and bringing them to justice.

Marshal Earp, what's the charge against these men?

They murdered Mr. Brother, tried to kill Mr. Cousin.

Prove it.

Silence!

In the absence of the district attorney,

this court will hear such evidence

as you can now present, Mr. Earp.

Mr. Cousin, will you please take the stand?

Do you swear to tell the truth, the whole truth,

and nothing but the truth?

Now, Mr. Cousin, you and Mr. Brother were ambushed by 4 men

on the trail south of Dodge one week ago today.

Is that correct?

True.

Do you recognize any of the 4 men

as being here in the courtroom?

Yes. Him.

Your honor, this is Mr. Richard Averill.

Did you see him at the ambush?

No.

I only recognize Mr. Averill and another man.

Close enough to remember faces.

Well, that lets me out then, don't it?

Sit down!

Your honor, I have here an affidavit.

From It. Gerald Mathey, 2nd United States Cavalry.

The Lieutenant was with me and Sheriff Masterson

in the city jail when Dade here accused Averill

of being one of the 4 Gulchers.

Averill had just attacked Dade

and was trying to choke him to death.

Your honor, I ask the court to affirm the charge

of murder in the first degree,

and to hold these men without bond.

I didn't admit to nothin'. You can't prove!

Silence!

Richard Averill and Will Dade are hereby remanded

to the custody of Marshal Earp.

You are formally charged by this court

with murder in the first degree

and will not be admitted to bail.

Court's adjourned.

Let's go.

Why all the foolin' around?

I favor trying Dade and Averill and hangin' 'em.

I will send for Young Wolf to watch them die.

No.

We haven't caught Wilson and Prentice yet.

Four, Mr. Cousin. Four.

It might take a long time to catch the others.

It could take years. Texas is a big state.

Well, It. Mathey gave us a good tip.

Wilson and Prentice are hiding out near Bracos.

They got lots of running room.

Well, I don't intend to chase hoodlums

all over the state of Texas, Mr. Masterson.

What else?

Well, we'll take Mr. Averill with us down to Bracos.

And we'll pass the word that we're on our way

to turn 'em over to the Rangers.

I think Wilson and Prentice will try to rescue their pal.

With how many guns?

It's too much risk, Mr. Earp.

They may kill you and turn Averill loose.

Wyatt, you're losing your common sense over this thing.

We won't be alone down there.

I wired Captain Langley of the Rangers

to meet us with some of his men.

Well, that's different.

I do not trust Rangers.

It's a bad plan.

I'm sorry.

Mr. Cousin!

Leave him alone.

He still has pain from the bullets.

Don't argue with him.

Well, he could be right.

What if there's a slip-up and the Rangers don't meet us?

Well Mr. Masterson, things go wrong with the best plans.

If you have a better one, let's hear it.

If I had a better one, you'd have heard it.

There's no law says you have to go with me.

I like Texas!

Hey, don't you have to get Judge Tobin's permission

on taking Averill?

Well legally, yeah.

But if I forget to ask him, he won't have to say no.

We're going to need plenty of extra bandoleers of ammunition.

Here, start loading.

Bandoleers?

That's right.

You've never worked with a Ranger like Captain Langley.

He and those Johnny Reps throw lead around so fast,

they run out of ammunition in the middle of a fight.

Come on, start loading.

You got no right exposing me to get shot.

Oh, we wouldn't do that.

No, we're going to keep you alive for a public hanging.

Hold it.

Give me that.

Slide down, boys.

Even Rangers need to rest sometimes.

You reckon that Earp will show in Bracos, Captain?

If Earp says he'll be some place, he'll be there.

It don't seem right exactly, Captain.

Us workin' with a Kansas Yankee.

Nope, it don't.

Matter of fact, my first impulse was to tell Earp

to go chase his own criminals.

Why didn't you, Captain?

Well, Earp shared his ammunition with me

and Sergeant Rye in that fight on the Bracos Creek.

And comin' from a Yankee, that's a mighty rare favor.

But the main reason is,

the state of Texas wants that Gulcher outfit

almost as bad as Earp.

The Colonel done sent me a letter

from the governor about it.

Never did read that letter.

Finally lost it somewheres.

But the Colonel gave me the gist of the Governor's thoughts.

What we got against the Gulchers?

They stole some Texas mail off a wagon train.

Texas mail?

Huh.

Rangers. They're working too close for comfort.

Think they're looking for us, Rufe?

Could be.

Any of you want to earn $100?

What doin'?

Dust off them Rangers and lead 'em east to the bluffs.

Why don't you and Sam do that?

We've got to hand around the Bracos camp another day.

Yeah, we're waiting for a pal.

It's easy money if you can lose 'em at the bluffs.

We can't hit 'em from here, Rufe.

They're almost out of range.

You don't have to hit 'em. I just want 'em to chase you.

I want to get 'em away from here. Don't you understand?

For $100, we understand.

All right. Start shootin'.

Let's get 'em.

Here they come. Get going!

Let's go!

Come on, Sam. We work our way back to camp.

Some men were here.

They headed off towards the bluffs.

Horses wearing Texas shoes.

Right. Rangers use cowhand shoes so they can't be tailed.

Well, if it was Captain Langley,

wouldn't go galloping off without some good reason.

It was the Captain, all right.

The only man I know that smokes a mixture of Granger Twist

and chewing tobacco.

Maybe he jumped the Gulchers.

You know, you should be working for the Pinkertons.

Well, no sense of going into Bracos

'til we meet up with Langley.

Headed for the bluffs. He can't be too far away.

You got no right lining me in the middle of a gun fight.

Shut up. Come on.

We got 'em pinned against them rocks up there.

So press 'em hard,

and if they try to get to the river, we'll drown 'em.

Roll out at 'em!

You stay here and watch him.

Dadblast it! I run plum out of cartridges.

Captain!

Well, thank you, Marshal.

Here, load this one. Let me use yours.

That's got a long barrel on it, ain't it?

Yep.

Who's up there? Gulchers?

Don't know.

How did it start?

Well, there's 5 of 'em.

They shot at us and then run for them bluffs up there.

Captain, Wilson and Prentice are too smart to do that.

I will tend to them later.

We don't allow shootin' at Texas Rangers.

They're all holed up there in the bluffs.

Could take a long time to flush 'em out.

Strict orders, Marshal. No shooting at Rangers.

You go along into Bracos.

We'll be in before sundown.

All right.

But I think you scared the Gulchers into running.

You come on in as soon as you can, hear?

We'll have 'em all killed inside of an hour.

Captain Langley's trying to smoke out some hoodlums

that shot at him.

Why don't we help him?

Got to get into Bracos. Those Gulchers might run on us.

They're probably 300 miles into Texas by now.

I sure hope not, Mr. Averill.

That would be a long ride for you.

What happened to the other boys, Rufe?

Rangers chased us and we had to scatter.

No grief, Danny. They got away.

Be circling back here as soon as it's safe.

How many of you went into Bracos?

Just the Cantrell kid. We sent him after grub.

Tell the rest of 'em to stick close to camp.

I don't rest easy with Rangers even 50 miles off.

Right. Want some coffee?

Sure.

Give me a rest from these, will ya?

My hands are numb. Just for a minute.

Let 'em stay numb! You won't be needing hands.

Keep him covered.

Thanks.

All right, that's long enough.

Now we go inside and eat.

Don't you want to rub some talcum powder on baby boy here?

Mr. Masterson, the law says that we got to be humane

in the treatment of prisoners.

Come on.

Sit down.

Can we get some food?

Oh sure!

These walls are pretty thin.

Yeah.

What's it going to be, gents?

Steak and eggs, or ham and eggs?

Steak.

Ham for me.

Same.

How's he gonna cut steak with them cuffs on?

We feed him little teensy bits! Any more questions?

Oh no, sir.

We just have to make a fight here?

It'll take a while for the word that Mr. Averill's here

to reach Wilson and Prentice.

If Captain Langley doesn't show up, we'll mosey along

and find ourself a nice little bushwhack stand.

We'll let you pick it out, Averill.

You've had a lot of experience.

You men are stupid. My pals ain't coming for me.

Then we'll go after them.

All the way to the Rio Grande!

I ain't a bit worried.

Watch it.

That's close enough.

Take 'em!

Hold it, Averill!

Sit down!

I killed mine! Why didn't you kill yours?

He's bleedin' bad.

I'll take care of him. Where's the nearest doctor?

Tempo City. About 15 miles.

There's none in Bracos?

Went back east to 77.

You... You ain't still going to eat, are ya?

Why not? Go get it!

Yes, sir.

These friends of yours?

Nevermind. We'll get even.

You try it.

You take off those cuffs and give him one of your guns!

Mr. Masterson, I think you're a bit nervous.

You'd better get yourself a drink.

You should have killed your man.

What do we do know? Stay...

I said get a drink!

Let him bleed to death. Saving him won't get you off.

Mr. Averill, I'm a bit nervous too.

One more remark out of you and you're going to lose some teeth!

You got a couch here?

Yes, sir. There's one in the back room.

- Give me a hand.
- Yes, sir.

Ponies and guns. You very much man.

Where are the others?

We should be starting for Mr. Earp at Bracos.

They come soon.

You think it is easy to jump reservation.

Hi, Cantrell.

Hi, boss.

Get the grub?

Just saw two Johnny Laws in town.

They're holding Averill at the tavern.

There only 2 of 'em?

Yeah. I think they aim to turn him over to the Rangers.

- It'll soon be getting dark.
- Why wait 'til dark?

Was one of those Johnny Laws wearing a long-barrelled Colt

on his right leg?

Yeah. Hung halfway to the ground.

Wyatt Earp.

And the other one is probably Bat Masterson.

But there's more of us, Rufe.

We'll play it smart. Gus!

Yeah, Rufe?

Tell Grisham to get the horses saddled.

Wyatt, that hoodlum's going to be all right.

Let's get out of here. This is no place to make a fight.

Let's give Captain Langley and his men a little more time.

You boys hanging around here while everybody's gone to Texas.

I kind of doubt that, Mr. Averill.

If you thought your pals had left you,

you wouldn't be taking things so easy.

Why do we stop?

Ponies tired. My braves tired.

My friend may be in trouble!

We need rest.

What good we be to Mr. Earp, so tired we cannot shoot straight?

That place only has 3 rooms:

A bar, kitchen, and a back room, right?

Yeah.

If Earp is still there, he'll have Dick in that back room.

We can't wait any longer. Let's move out.

It's about time!

You go get the horses and bring them to the back door.

They scared the horses!

Get back inside! It's a trick!

They busted in here while the shootin' was going on back,

and took your man.

They said anybody come out the front or the back

in the next 10 minutes, get their head blowed off.

Well Mr. Masterson, I should be real proud of myself

for letting them break in here and steal my prisoner

right out from underneath my nose.

We'll be lucky to find our horses.

It's too bad they didn't take him with them.

We'd better get those cuffs off.

Come on, that can wait 'til later.

They're my wrists, and they're numb!

Anybody get Earp or his pal?

Ah, it's too bad we couldn't have taken the time.

But we're not out of the woods yet.

Somebody'd better give me a gun.

Here.

Come on. We're riding south.

Ya! Come on!

Don't say I didn't tell you.

Mr. Masterson, I was wrong.

When I'm wrong, nobody can do a better job of it.

Right now I'm the biggest fool west of Mississippi.

I see 3 men!

Might be Gulchers.

Yes. We spread out.

Injuns!

Maybe we'd better head back towards Bracos.

Sure, and run into Earp and maybe some Rangers.

No, we'll fan out and run right through 'em.

Right.

Every man for himself.

Up on those rocks!

Good old Captain Langley. They ran right into them!

Or somebody.

Come on!

We caught these two. One of them got away.

My braves trailing him.

Good.

That's Averill. Who's this one?

- Must be Sam Wilson.
- Prentice is older.

We hang them. Now.

I'm sorry, Young Wolf.

Mr. Cousin, will you please explain again to Young Wolf

that he cannot hang anyone.

The men must be tried in court.

You say that before, Marshal.

This is second time Young Wolf have chance at Gulchers.

Wyatt, the Indians caught 'em.

I'm not thinking of the Gulchers.

Captain Langley of the Texas Rangers,

and 3 of his men are around here somewhere.

They'll arrest you for jumping the reservation, Young Wolf.

What can they do but put my friends back on reservation?

If you hang those men, the law will hang you!

Look, I'm grateful.

You saved me from losing prisoners

and making a fool of myself.

Marshal Earp is no fool.

I'll be worse than a fool

if you hang my prisoners and get charged with murder.

Wyatt Earp...

Masterson, Wyatt...

Young Wolf.

Can I use your long-sight machine?

Rangers. Look for yourself.

We could kill Rangers.

But white men would not like that.

No kill, no hang.

Our friend is right. We go back to reservation.

You have 3 Gulchers now.

They will hang?

Four will hang, Mr. Cousin.

I gave you my word. It still goes.

Your word is good.

Blast it all, Earp! Where you been?

I might ask you the same question, Captain.

Had to kill two of 'em to get 'em off the top of that ridge.

Took me longer than I figured.

They're just worthless hoodlums, Captain.

Yeah, that's right.

But they made the mistake of shootin' at Texas Rangers.

Where's Rufe Prentice?

He got away, but we'll catch him.

Any idea where?

No, sir.

Tell you what, son.

Rufe Prentice is sweet on Old Man Elliot's daughter.

Runs a cattle-rustlin' spread called Bar 60.

You follow the old Ramsay Trail about 30 miles south.

What about it, boys?

You game to go along and help these Yankees?

Reckon so, Captain.

That won't be necessary, Captain.

If you'll just take our prisoners

back to Dodge for us.

Wyatt, listen!

Mr. Masterson and I

kind of hanker to get Prentice ourselves.

Fair enough.

Who's the Injun?

This is Mr. Cousin.

He's one of the best friends I have.

He's also the only state's witness against the Gulchers.

You look after him for me, will you?

Cheyenne, ain't he?

Yes, sir.

All right, boys.

Cheyenne were good rebels.

See you, Captain.

Wyatt?

Yeah?

Look, 3 out of 4 should be enough!

Why don't we quit while we're ahead?

I said 4.

♪ 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 ♪