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NARRATOR: "Gunsmoke," with Milburn Stone as Doc,

Ken Curtis as Festus, Buck Taylor as Newley,

and starring James Arness as Matt Dillon.

Done told you, he ain't coming.

He'll be coming.

When the almighty fitted you for brains,

he had a moth in mind.

Pryor, this is the Nations.

This is Indian country.

It's wilder than springing snakes.

Why, even the bears walk soft out here.

Now, there ain't no lawman tailing us

into the belly of hell for just topping off a bank.

I dunno, boss.

What I heard about Dillon, well, he ain't no normal lawman.

Ain't no such thing as a normal lawman.

You want me to tell you what a lawman is?

He's just a bob with a badge on it.

Can't do a day's work, drive a plow mule to a shed.

Now, let's get.

I'm telling you, boss, he'll be here.

They talk about Dillon in Texas.

You took all the talk in Texas and turned into a rock?

Walk up the Missouri River.

Keep on your toes.

[inaudible] table, them boys up there will turn

rawer than a sore dog's face.

They sure aren't trying to hide their tracks, are they?

No, from that warden's report, I'm not surprised, either.

They're the kind that think they can handle anything.

Do you know any of them personally?

No, just by reputation.

They fought for the South together,

and then they drifted around and wound up in the same prison.

Oh.

Well, what do you say, boys?

This is good dry wood.

Won't sign your name in the sky.

Looks like fair grazing too.

Fixtures over here.

Shh.

What is it?

Shh.

What Is it?

Shh.

Foss?

Will someone please tell me?

Is it the Indians?

Remember, hit 'em in the head this time.

Is it Indians?

Is it Indians?

Sagehens, and all of you let me think it was Indians.

I suppose you think that's funny.

Sagehens.

Sagehens, all after them dumb old Sagehens.

Sure.

Injuns ain't no good to eat, least I ain't never heard so.

You ever eat an Injun, Oregon?

No.

No, Big Thicket, can't say as I have.

Sagehens.

You know, I could have took off with all that money

you're so lovingly counting.

That's why we so lovingly counting it.

Blasting away, making all that ruckus when we got good beef

jerky and a man following us!

Well, now, Sunshine, if Dillon's

as good as you seem to think he is, he ain't a fool.

And he knows the way we left that bank flat to ashes,

and those banker folks all sewed in sacks so as they could

discuss the close part of finance close, old Dillon,

he'll know it wasn't no bunch of hard cidered farm boys

took that vault. But then again, ain't a marshal been

born from his mother's glory ever come

out too bright in the head.

You was a sniper in the war, wasn't you, Sunshine?

That's right.

Oh, that must've been nice, all nested up there,

just shooting at 'em out there, watching 'em drop,

not getting none of that on you.

Oh, I ain't gonna go say that you wasn't good.

You were probably the best!

You know that black-tailed buck you shot two days ago?

You know I paced that off near 500?

Weren't much.

Not to you maybe!

But to us, we could have had a wagon bed full of cartridges,

and that critter staked out there, he'd have lied down

and gone to sleep, he'd be so bored.

See, Sunshine, what I'm driving at is, you see,

all of us, we've done gone the dance different.

Well, it don't matter none.

Because tomorrow, I'm heading south.

No, no.

North's best.

Maybe, but south's my direction.

Not when you think on it.

No.

Clatch, will you put that thing down.

Sunshine don't wanna think with no blade in his eye.

It ain't nothing but common sense, just busting outta jail

and on the run, we can't go on toting

Wells Fargo buckets off the stages and cold-stiffing banks.

We gotta get us a proper thing.

We gotta get us into business.

Proper business, proper business!

Oh, that ain't saying that if the chance arises

there's money that we ain't going right in the center

and on through.

But mainly, we got to get us a good, sturdy business

with a future.

And the way into town's taking the front door, not the back.

Change our names.

Big Thicket done said it.

Proper business.

Time's is changing.

Now [inaudible]

What you say may be right, but that's your business, not mine.

I know we done broke out of prison together,

and we robbed a bank together.

But I'm still heading south.

A drunk squaw could've held them reins.

You didn't earn nothing.

Hey, will you quit favoring that blade?

Now, Pryor, we got this thing worked

out right down to the dust.

The only thing we needed was a gun.

Hides, Sunshine, hides.

What are you talking about, hides?

Buffalor hides!

That's big business.

And all them dukes, and them dukesses, and queens,

and all the such, all them sparkle people, they

all taking to buffalor coats.

Near biggest beaver was, the price being what it is.

Right, Oregon?

Maybe bigger.

Money, big money, all lawful.

We gotta get one more stake, one more good stake.

We gotta hire us skinners, freighters gear.

And we heard a lot of tales in prison about your shooting.

Now we seed ya, young and skinny like a-- like a colt

folding a cactus.

Well, we all had our doubts.

Then that black tailed buck.

You know, I could hardly even seem him with my own eyes.

Close shot, compared to some.

But I'm still heading south.

Not that all of us approve of you.

Clatch here figures you're soft.

He wants to kill you.

'Course, Clatch has got a brain you could hide in a walnut.

But his knife don't know it.

Now, you ain't no free-riding man.

While we was inside that bank, you was standing outside there,

just like a parked statue.

There ain't nobody in Dodge ever gonna forget you.

It's just like Foss said.

We got this figured out down to the last of the dust.

Well, I'm gonna make my bed up by the bluff

so I can see the back trail.

Why Judas, I've half a-- all right.

You go hunker up there in the wind,

but you keep it to mind, you get any thoughts about cutting

and running, old Clatch here, he can track

a feather in a dust storm.

You know, we've been through times

and scrapes tighter than teeth, the four of us.

Seen the way in and the way out of things most like we

was made out of mirror.

Now I'm wondering, are we the tree

full of owls we think we are?

Will you say what you're wondering?

I'm wondering on two things, Big Thicket.

What if that Kansas marshal's Missouri stubborn after all

like, Pryor says?

Well, I think five against one-- pretty good odds.

But if you're nervous, we can cover up our tracks.

Oh, we'll do that.

But it won't help none if little old Sunshine was to drop

a piece of this or that behind.

He's always last, ain't he?

Always checking that fool back trail.

And he's thinking on riding south all of a sudden.

Now, why would he leave any trail for the law?

That don't make no sense at all.

Maybe he figures if he's ever caught it'll go easier for him.

But that ain't such a much.

What if all we done heard about his shooting

was just so much sugar wind?

What if that shot the other day on that buck

was more luck than rifle?

Yeah.

I'm gonna gut him now.

No, no. No, Clatch.

You sit down.

I'm gonna try him and his sharps out tomorrow.

If you be right, Oregon, I'll kill him myself.

On the dime.

[inaudible]

Yeah, well, we can't go any further tonight.

This is as good a place as any to make camp.

Looks like they might have camped here too.

There's been a cook fire over there.

We cant' be too far behind 'em right now.

I never saw anybody who robbed a bank travel

as slow as they're going.

makes me wonder what's gonna happen

when we catch up with 'em.

I know what you mean.

I've been thinking about that too.

See anything?

Yeah.

Yeah.

Mhm.

This morning, two coyotes, and last night, 5 five lizards.

Well, that's more than I expected.

But I'm telling you, Foss, he's gonna come.

Pryor, now I ain't one to favor another,

but if you keep mentioning that around them,

It ain't gonna make your roots grow.

And let me tell you something else.

You better know how to shoot this gun,

or you ain't gonna need any roots.

You're gonna need a hole.

Now, they're ready.

Now, you see that white rock there by that cactus?

You see it right down there, where my finger's pointing.

Do yous see it?

I see it.

OK, now, just about two feet of that is a lime crack.

Now, make the bullet buff clear.

If you can put five bullets into that rock,

you can hit any Buffalo broadsider than a brisket.

Now, I'm not sure what the range is, but it's far for certain.

I don't know.

Quarter of a mile maybe.

Yeah.

Now, the fellas are down there in creek, out of shot.

Now, just take your time, hm?

Let's see.

Don't seem to be no cross wind.

He could be throwing fry pans from what you can tell.

Well, a cold clean barrel could throw a shot wild sometime.

You missed!

You missed again.

Well, he ain't hit it once.

Boy.

You missed again.

Better suck it in, boy.

Be the last breath you take from here on out.

Let's go take a look.

Well, there ain't nothing here, not even a mark on that rock.

Well, would you look at that rock.

As clean as a preacher's pocket.

I wasn't shooting at that rock.

[cheering]

Five outta five on target, half the size!

This Sunshine's gonna pile up them buffalor.

That's gonna keep 12 skinners, 12 of 'em that's gonna

be busier than bees in honey.

We're gonna need five, maybe seven wagons.

That's more than John Gales and Grease did.

Theirs only had one season.

Yeah, but-- but they got their cell richer

than a graveyard mob.

The way buffalor are getting scarcer

and scarcer, man, the market's wide as a deacon's hope.

Yeah, we gonna be walking on soft street.

Spyglass?

Hey, what's that down there?

Might be something left down there.

Oregon, you're a packrat for sure.

Now, if the Indians done that, they done picked her clean.

Not if they was womped after it happened.

The onliest way we're gonna find out this is go down there

and look.

Seek and ye shall find.

Says so in the Bible.

Let's get to seeking.

They were here all right.

Shot some sagehens.

Well, we're closing on 'em.

Not more than a day, day and a half.

Oh, will you look at this now?

The Army was living on navy beans.

Them dry enough to turn a woodrat.

If that's a blanket, then hogs wear scarves.

The little happy man done found himself a tobacco chew.

Out in the rain and snow, it's got to be rotten by now.

I've chewed worse.

Usually I'm surprised ever few minutes, but that, that

don't surprise me at all.

Well, lookie here.

Look what I found.

Yankee uniforms.

Oh sweet Judas.

I spent the best time of my life just running from those things

and shooting at him.

And you go find a whole boxful.

Yeah, well, these pants'll do better

for cold than what we got.

Yeah, well, I wouldn't put one on mine even if the devil

rode a bobcat up a plum tree.

And McClellan saddles, like them Yankees used to use.

Well, what good is they?

Only a fool'd ride one of them butt-busters.

Come on. Let's get outta here.

Now, wait a minute, wait a minute, wait a minute.

I'm thinking.

Hold on to the rock.

He's thinking.

I think I got something.

Well, don't give it to us.

Now, you remember what we were saying about needing one

more stake for the business.

Will you think out loud what you're thinking?

I think the heavens has smiled.

I hate colonels.

You wear what fits.

'Sides, colonels is always fat, and scratches a lot,

and is natural leaders.

There wasn't a colonel ever born had brains enough to find

a backhouse on his own if it wasn't on a downhill path,

and you know it.

Well, it's a good plan, Big Thicket.

It's for sure.

One of you-- one of you men tell me how you declare martial law.

How do I know?

You just-- you just declare it.

Oh.

They don't know neither.

Just go right on in, and talk loud.

My old man always said, "half the world

is made by talking loud."

Use we's in that half.

Town of Burry is right on the edge of the Nation.

Them people seen Indian's doings since they

put down the first well.

There ain't been no ruction recently.

Yeah, they know terra like a youngin knows his porridge.

All the more reason.

Memories build.

Look like we've been sacking bobcats,

and then run outta sacks.

Yeah, more like we done held down the entire uprising

by ourselves.

Let's stick to this plan.

It'll be like warm butter on bread.

You do just as I say, Big Thicket.

I've seen old Lighthorse Phelps's boys hold a whole town

once for more than a week.

Yeah?

Pure bluff.

An ape with agates in his head could have figured it out.

But they was all scared, jelly green.

It's the bluff that does.

And we won't be there long enough to fetch a frown.

Right.

We stick to this plan, we'll be through the storm

on the green grass.

We might just come out on top yet!

Let's go.

Well, there it is.

Just sitting there like a Christmas apple.

Now, remember, I'm the leader, Oregon's next,

and the rest of you are just the rest of you.

Now, now, now hold it there.

Now ,it ain't the fit of the uniform.

We share, same as always.

I don't trust no officers.

Clatch, sometimes, I think you and your horse

should change places.

Now, the way we planned.

Remember it, every bit.

Now, we're gonna look military.

Ho!

Ho?

Your brain's turned to jelly.

Hey, look.

We got company coming.

It's the Army.

-What are they doing here? -I dunno.

There aren't very many of them.

I wonder where the rest of the unit is.

What are they?

What are these men?

What are they doing?

Ho.

Dismount. You men stay outside.

Oregon and me'll go inside and talk to the sheriff.

The rest of you, stay here.

[snoring]

Who are you?

Who do I look like?

A fat blue belly?

A blue belly?

Well, that's what we used to call

you down on the Shenandoah.

I mean--

You was on the Shenandoah?

Sure, Booker's Mill, Selby's 4th.

Hey, how about that, Oregon?

He was at Booker.

I heard, sir.

But that's all in the past.

Yeah, well, the South'll rise again.

You can say that again.

You mind if I question him, Colonel?

Yeah, go ahead, Oregon-- Lieutenant Oregon.

Hey, you got a bottle hereabouts?

I'm drier than a cracked whip.

Yeah.

I got it here somewhere.

What's your name, Sheriff?

Van Werkle.

Well, this town's under martial law.

What's martial law?

The Army has taken over.

Blue bellies taking over Burry?

Yeah!

Well, gee.

I dunno what Mr. Burry's gonna think about that.

Who's Mr.

Burry?

He's the banker.

He's the one this town's named after.

He runs everything.

Well, you simple-sided idiot.

You get that banker right down here now.

This town's liable to be attacked by Caiawas any hour!

Caiawas?

Yep, they wiped out Mapes and Suzyville

like a herd over snails.

Divided our column.

Now, get the banker down here.

We gotta set us a plan for defense till help arrives.

Lord and-- hey, Jack Shields!

Yes, sir.

Uh, go up and Mr. Burry.

Tell him to get it-- no, no.

Ask him to come down here right away.

Matter of life and death.

His too!

Sheriff, Mr. Burry done went down to the Farrell place

on a foreclosure.

Dang, I done forgot.

Well, how long is he gonna be gone?

Tomorrow late, I reckon, sir.

At least.

Injuns.

Look, anybody else know the combination of the safe?

Or they got a key?

Well, yeah, that'd be Mr. Burry.

He wouldn't trust God with free air.

Why?

Safe's being the only place that won't burn,

townspeople can put their valuables in it,

and the Injuns won't know what it's for.

Oh.

We'll just have to wait.

Well, we gonna need us some quarters.

What's the best you got?

Well, that won't be too hard to figure.

Well, Ma Graham's boarding house is your best bet,

right down the street there.

Good bed, and good food.

How about the Red Moose.

Aw no.

That ain't hardly--

Well, I know it ain't hardly, but is it?

Mhm.

Well, then, that's our quarters.

-Go on, men. -Sheriff.

Sheriff!

Sheriff!

Goddurn wires is down again.

Yeah, I know, Welsh.

It's Injuns.

Injuns?

Rampaging.

They done took enough hair to stuff

mattressed for a whole town.

Shenandoah, you and Shields, and what's his name here,

you get all the people, and get all their valuables

over to the bank.

Hurry as fast as you can.

Bring all the guns and hayforks they got.

Then bring all the [inaudible].

Sentries is posted on every hill.

How'd they ever beat us?

Pardon, sir?

Aw, nothing.

Spread out.

[hollering]

Well now!

Come on in, boys.

This is Mark Randall's joint.

From Pittsburgh.

Looks more like Mobile.

Well, don't the world turn?

This here's Dorothy, and Helen, and Clare.

Won't you have a little drink, Dorothy?

This here's old Bear Paws Mueller, piano player.

The more keys he sees, the easier

it is to hit 'em, right Wayne?

And that one at the table's Arlene.

She's got it figured that she's made out of soft whispers

and velvet bows.

Ain't seen none of you boys in here before.

Well, there ain't been no Injun attack before.

Injuns?

Lord in a top hat.

The last time they come through here.

Wasn't no sight for sore eyes, what they did up in Suzyville.

They must have massacred half the town.

Ain't nothing for you lovely ladies to worry about.

We got reinforcements on the way.

The Sergeant's right.

Sentries is posted on every hill to report

as much as an eyelash.

Now, just ease your loving hearts.

And put this all on the Army bill.

They're gonna send checks, and they're gonna pay for it all.

Found a nest, boys, found a nest!

I'll be out on the front porch.

They must have changed their clothes.

Newly, I want you to ride back there to Bluff City

and tell the Sheriff.

I think his name's Reilly.

Tell him what we found here.

Tell him to get a bunch of men to get

back out here on the double.

Are you reading something I ain't?

Yesterday, we were tracking five trail bums.

Today, they've found a way to change themselves

into the union cavalry.

Why?

Good disguise, I guess.

I'm afraid there may be more to it than that.

Well, I feel like I'm kind of running out on you.

Thanks, Newly.

If they're bent on more trouble, I doubt one more gun'll help.

We're gonna need that whole posse.

I'll leave word in Burry where they're headed.

And, Newly, ride hard.

You bet.

How come you ain't in there, grinding at Satan's horns?

How come you ain't in there pointing 'em out?

'Cause I don't like the kind what

paws you like a paddle wheel.

You're different.

Oh yeah.

Hey, I'm just a sweet little old lullaby.

And you got this terrible desire to mother me in that tin

can heart of yours, ain't you?

While both hands are going through my pockets.

Wlel, that's one way of putting it.

Yeah?

And you got another way of putting it?

Yeah.

Them in there, they're smart.

You, if you'da had an original idea, it'd blow your head off.

You remind me of a man I knew once.

Only one?

He was my brother.

Had two of 'em.

Lost 'em, just after Bull Run.

Yeah, and I bet that ripped your heart right

down to your toes, didn't it?

Enough to know Union blue talk when

it comes over Johnny red lips.

You ain't fooling me, Cottonmouth, not that I care.

I'm leaving.

But my left hand just had a bet with my right

about what you plan to do.

Yeah, we plan to save this town of yours.

Save?

Drunk squaws leading a cloud of hornets

could save this town more than them ridge runners in there.

You think I was raised in a shoe box or something?

Yeah.

I bet that'd be a good bet.

"Waiting for Burry." "Safe's the best place for valuables."

"Won't burn."

The whole thing's easier to smell

than dead steers after a hot spell.

You're gonna rob the bank is what you're gonna do.

Look, I done told you once.

We come here to save this town of yours, not--

After you rob the bank, what are you gonna do?

You know, you got a head like a cantaloupe.

I done told you once.

We ain't come here to rob no bank.

In fact, won't be long before I'll be

getting out of the Army and--

Army?

You ain't even in no army.

Like I said, I'm gonna start me a proper business.

Business?

PRYOR: That's a right, a business.

You don't know any more about business than a bear

knows about turtles.

Oh, and you think you're so smart, don't you?

Know everything about everything, don't you?

Well, I got some left to learn yet.

But what I done learned, I learned faster than a flash

flood runs to flat ground.

And you?

What do you know, excepting that sharpshooter

you're holding like it was a babe to yourself suckling?

You come out here to air all that?

No.

The world's run by pure fools.

I just come out to see the purest.

Well, at least you seen something pure.

I guess I didn't mean that.

I did.

What's going on?

It's Injun.

Indians?

Everybody's bringing their stuff to the bank.

So you're Marshall Dillon from Dodge City, huh?

That's right.

Put 'em up.

High.

You must be Pryor.

A lot of talk makes me nervous.

So just keep it quiet.

Sir, I'd like you go over to the Red Moose

and tell the Colonel there "what was following us is here."

You got there?

"What was following us is here."

That's an order. Go on.

Yes, sir.

You bet, sir.

I gotta hand it to you, Spyglass.

You was right all along.

Must have spanked him the wrong end when he was born.

All right, now what is it?

Gabby Blazer's kid just come up to me,

and eyes as big as pie pans telling me about-- who's that?

Jig Hamilton, Injun trader.

Caught him riding into town, big as life.

Sells 'em coal-oiled liquor'd make an eagle walk

and get sore winged doing it.

There's your Injun trouble.

Are you the sheriff here?

Yup.

Well, I mean, I was.

My name's Matt Dillon.

I'm the US marshal from Dodge.

These men have robbed the bank there.

Matt Dillon, huh?

Matt Dillon?

Oh no.

Now, he-- he scouted for me on the Temescal.

Now, he's built small and puny like Carson.

Right, Oregon-- Lieutenant? -Yes, sir.

Dillon? No, Jig Hamilton!

That's who he be.

Now, you get on over to the bank, Sheriff,

and let us know the second past the minute

that bankerman comes.

You can wire my deputy for confirmation.

Now, wait minute.

I can't-- the wires is down.

We got big Injun trouble around here.

Yeah, you don't suspect we'd double back, do you Hamilton?

These are the men that cut the wires,

and they found these uniforms.

Now, Sheriff.

All right.

Why don't we kill him now?

What's all this handcuffing and jailing?

What's the sense?

While you was entertaining yourself,

we was thinking on it, Clatch.

Like Sunshine said, he just kept a-coming.

Now, he ain't no ordinary lawpusher.

He's like a fort losing a cannon, town to lose this man.

What are y'all trying to tell me?

While you was having a good time, Clatch, we was thinking.

Now, after we take the bank here,

and before we go into proper business,

we might just find out how much a big town'd

give to get their big man back.

Mhm.

I'd say a ransom for him would bring at least three wagons in.

Yeah.

Now, you guard him good, Sunshine.

How come I gotta guard him when he's locked in good?

Because we don't trust that sheriff all that much.

One of us'll relieve you tonight.

FOSS: Yeah, that Dorothy, she ain't from downtown.

She's from the hill country outta--

[door closes]

I knowed you'd come.

Why?

Why not?

I mean, why'd you keep coming?

Not knowing what was ahead of you and all?

It's my job.

Lawman.

Why?

Somebody's gotta do it.

Yeah, but it ain't even a proper business.

It's a business like any other.

That's a nice looking sharps you got there.

Quarter cut green stock and all.

Oughta hold a pretty steady grip if it's bedded properly.

You know about sharps?

I tried hiding once.

You did?

You's a buffalo hunter?

About half a day.

Why'd you quit?

Don't you like hunting?

Well, it's more like slaughter than hunting.

There's a difference.

Difference in the men too.

What's that supposed to mean?

Just that a man's a man in the first hour,

though he may take a few side trips down the trail,

but he'll find his way back to center.

Look, I don't know what you're getting at, but let me tell you

something-- it ain't me in there.

Maybe not, but just where are you, Pryor?

[chattering]

Penny for your thoughts, Princess?

It'd get you change.

How'd you start drinking, Wayne?

A woman?

A bottle.

Ever give it up?

Aw, don't wanna break up a marriage, Princess.

That's the foundation of the West.

You've been around.

Yeah, I've been around and back.

ARLENE: Dodge?

Mhm.

Think that stiff they got down there is Dillon?

Likely.

And that hayroller guarding him.

You mean that kid?

He ain't no hayroller.

Neither one of 'em are.

They're different.

Might even call 'em "men."

You mean that junior and his little rifle?

That boy would try to rope a star if you asked him too.

Where'd you get that idea?

Outta that marriage?

That ain't Union soldiers, and you know it.

Rebs.

WAYNE: Yup.

Gonna rob the bank soon as Burry's back

with the birthstone.

It figures.

That hayroller tell you that?

As much as.

I've seen bogged horses smarter.

A lot of people could get hurt.

Couple of good guns turned around

might just switch the trick.

I-- I'm leaving.

You could do it.

An owl in a forest fire could see the way you

and that boy looked at each other.

Go to hell, Wayne Mueller.

I got a room there.

But I didn't see any reservation there for you.

And that's the point.

That's the point.

SHERIFF: Mr. Burry.

Hah.

What's going on around here, Sheriff?

There's Injuns on the rampage.

And-- and the Army come and took over,

and the bank is the safest place.

Good grief. What?

They all want to withdraw?

-No, no. -Indians?

Army? -Right.

What in tarnation are you talking about, Van Werkle?

You never were very smart, but you're the only one

who'd ever take the job.

Well, he's smart enough to take orders,

and that makes him a very smart man.

Now, you'd better hurry up and open up that safe, Mr. Burry.

Why?

Will somebody tell me what's going on around there?

Caiawa, sir.

They've raided the north border towns,

and they're heading south.

We split our detachment, but we sent for reinforcements.

Until then, we're holding here.

And a safe's the best place for the valuables.

Onliest thing in town that won't burn!

And I never heard of an Indian that can blow a safe.

Now, you better hurry up and open that thing up, Mr. Burry.

Now, wait a minute.

Wait a minute.

I just come down from the north.

And I didn't hear any word about any Indians.

Where did you say you sent for reinforcements?

The Fort-- where-- where was it?

Uh, it was Fort--

Camby?

Yeah.

Yeah, that's it.

Closed down two years ago.

I served for four years as colonel with General Sheridan.

I never saw anything that wasn't in a cage that looked like you.

Now, who are you men and what do you want?

What was your duty under Sheridan?

Paymaster.

Uh-huh.

Well, while you was doing the paying under Sheridan,

we was doing the killing on the other side under Price.

And we ain't forgot what we learnt.

I just hope you ain't forgot what you done learned, cracker.

You're gonna open that safe, or I'm

gonna blow your brains so high the hawks'll think it's rain!

How'd you get involved with them?

That'd take a while.

Well, we got no place to go.

I was in the war, and a couple years

after, I busted this Yankee loudmouth in a fight.

They put me in prison.

And Big Thicket and all the others, they

were already there.

Come to find out, we'd all served under Price.

Just never met.

So when they broke out, they took you along with 'em, huh?

No, I went along.

Like you went along with that hold-up in Dodge, huh?

Well, there ain't any use in denying it.

Half of Dodge seen me holding them horses!

What are you gonna do now?

Business.

You know, they gonna kill you.

Be it that town pays or not.

They're gonna kill you.

Could be.

Don't that bother you none?

Sure it bothers me.

There isn't a man in his right mind doesn't wanna live.

But there isn't a man in his right mind

doesn't know it won't come to an end too.

It's what he does in between makes it firm or hollow.

And you don't think you've done enough?

Son, left blind or crawling, there's still always something

more a man wants to do.

Well, they're gonna kill you anyway.

You hear me?

They're gonna kill you.

I hear you.

What do you mean coming in like that?

Don't you know you could've got shot?

You'd have probably missed this close.

Here.

Where did you get that?

Off of what you call your-- your colonel.

You mean you done took up with Big Thicket now?

Aw, it's not what you're thinking you clay-headed goat.

It was hanging over his belt like a thumb!

Now, open it.

I can't.

You know, you could read fine print

through that head of yours.

You're getting in deeper.

Don't you understand nothing?

They're over there at that bank right now!

Now, open up the cell, and let the marshal out.

Nope.

They're gonna kill that old man in there.

You know, I don't know all of what you are,

but I don't think you wanna ride with killers.

Or do you?

You're quite a lady.

Hardly, Marshal.

Takes more than sitting with teacups to make a lady.

Come on, let's get moving.

Stop it.

Don't rush me.

Don't rush me.

Now, you get that thing open, fat boy,

or two things gonna happen.

One, your head's going clean to Mexico.

And they'll find a store with enough black powder

to blow that thing up like a bucket of fish hooks.

Maybe tear up some money, but that gold don't bend.

Right.

No, the money's nothing, but the papers, the deeds,

the whole country hereabouts.

The money's nothing?

Thicket, will you get that thing open?

Will You shut up?

Just, I wanna hear this.

Thicket let's--

Just keep quiet!

I wanna hear about this.

Now, the money is nothing?

Not alongside history.

History?

The documents in that safe contain the entire development

of this land, every lasting bit of yesterday,

today, and tomorrow.

Oh no, banker.

No, no.

Now, you get over there!

No, now how come you don't got you todays and tomorrows?

It was this.

Right there, all six of them.

They got you todays and tomorrows.

Guts and guns is what made history.

Now, all you with your paper ideas, and your rakes,

and your hoes.

Oh--

Shut up, I said!

I'll blow your head off!

All your marshals, and your sheriffs,

they're-- they're tending traffic.

You're-- you just all-- you're all stringers.

You're just strung out all across this land.

Thicket!

I said, shut up!

You know, you're-- you're just like-- paper-- paper cut-outs!

You're just waiting, and hoping, and praying nobody got a match.

Well, this here's your match.

Always gonna be, boy?

You understand that everything I said I done mean?

You get that open, stringer, while you still

got two eyes in your head!

Right, Colonel.

That's it, now.

Fat boy, turn, turn, turn, turn.

Keep turning.

All right. Come on, now.

Keep moving.

Hey, outta there.

Hey, we're gonna sing.

I think we oughta sing.

You know, my favorite song is "The Yellow Rose of Texas."

Hey, you, you.

You're pretty-- no, you're not smart.

You're dumb.

Hey, you like pretty smart.

Let me hear it. "Yellow Rose of Texas."

I've never heard of it.

What do you mean you never heard of it?

It's the most famous song ever!

I've never heard of it.

You've never heard it?

"The prettiest little flower that heaven ever?"

What are you talking about?

"Eyes like diamonds and shining?"

You know that.

Sing it.

I don't know the words.

You don't know nothing!

I know the words.

How do you know the words?

It's by one of my people.

One of your people?

One that's both our people, you might say.

Hey, it's about one of the prettiest little things

in Texas.

That's right.

You're try-- what are you trying to say?

Drop it.

Tie him and gag him.

Now, let's go, Pryor.

Will you get him to hurry up?

Foss, get outta here.

You making me edgy.

It's coming now.

That's it.

Not the documents.

Ain't history gonna warm us.

Hold it.

Marshal, you rotten, no-good--

Disgracing the pure of the Union blue!

Oughta find a hole that-- that your own shadow

can't find you in.

And we believed you!

Lower than snakes in sand holes!

Loosing our bodies for you, and all the time

you was robbers, and worse!

Thanks, Marshal.

Hey, look at us!

You deserve everything you get!

[shouting]

How long you think they'll give me?

Oh, depending on my report.

If you'd a betting man, would you bet it'd be short?

Well, I'm not much of a betting man.

-Oh. -But if I was--

Yeah?

--I'd sure bet on something worthwhile.

Will you give me a minute?

Come on.

She said to tell you, she still ain't a lady.

She's gonna buy them teacups.

NARRATOR: Stay tuned for exciting scenes

from our next "Gunsmoke."