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[theme music]

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

Curtis as Festus, Buck
Taylor as Newly, and starring

James Arness as Matt Dillon.

[music playing]

Whoa.

[music playing]

Judge, let me give you a hand.

Well bless my soul.

There's a reception committee.

Matt.

Hello, Judge.

Festus.

Good to see you, Judge.

Oh, it's a pleasure
to see you, too.

Well, same here.

How was the trip?

Oh, always the
same-- hot and dusty.

But it's worth it to
see old friends again.

How's Doc Adams?

Oh, that old scudder?

Same as always--
stubborner than my mule.

He said to tell you he wished
he could be here to meet you,

but he's got a patient.

He wants you to come up to
see him when you get ready.

I'll just do that.

Well, Matt, the
town seems quiet,

but I wager the cases waiting
are just the same, huh?

Well, we've been
pretty lucky lately,

Judge-- all except for
Judge Brooker being sick.

Here, Judge.

I'll take your grips on
over to Dodge House for you.

Oh, thanks, Festus.

Judge, why don't you and Doc
stop over at the Long Branch

when you get settled?

We'll just do that.

How's Mrs. Kendall?

She's, uh-- Mrs. Kendall passed
away several months ago, Matt.

Oh, uh, sorry to
hear it, Judge.

Yes, thank you.

It was a great loss to me.

Well, I'll just settle in
and meet you later, eh?

Good, Judge.

[music playing]

How 'bout a beer, young feller?

Was the judge on the stage?

Yeah, they just got here.

He and Doc are coming
over for a drink.

Beer, Marshal?

All right, Floyd.

There she is!

Just look at this!

$3,500!

Frank, where'd you get that?

I just sold all my
cattle, that's all.

Now, just wait till next year.

I'm gonna have twice the count!

Round for the house,
and I'm buying.

-Sure thing, Frank.
-Hey, thanks, Frank.

I sure do fancy a drink.

You know I can
hardly believe this?

Lots of times when me
and Agnes almost quit.

But it looks like this is
gonna put us on the black side

of the ledger for a change.

You know, Frank,
there's a lot of folks

had a lot less problems
than you and Agnes,

they move out of here.

Yeah.

Well, without her, I'd
have lit out long ago.

She's got more
steel than a train.

You give her our best, Frank.

I'll do that.

If I was you, though,
I'd stop by the bank.

That's a lot of cash.

Well, bank is closed.

You know how them bankers is.

But, uh, don't you worry.

I don't carry this
gun for ballast.

Well, best be going.

I got cattle to load.

Be sure and say hello to Agnes.

Take her easy, Frank.

Yes, sir.

That's the kind of man I
like-- more dollars than sense.

That Emmett Kasinger
and his sons?

Sure is.

They're a long way
from home, aren't they?

Yeah, last I heard of them,
they were in the Dakotas.

You want me to stick around?

Yeah, maybe you'd better.

Pa, we got us a badge coming.

Badge makes a fine target.

I don't want none of that.

There's only one of him.
I can take care--

Sit down!
Sit down!

Put your hands on
the table, boys.

Hello, Marshal.

Dillon, ain't it?

Get 'em on the table.

Boys.

I, uh, got to tell you, Marshal,
I don't quite understand this.

Uh, we just poor, honest
folks passing through.

You're gonna keep
right on passing

Feisty, ain't he?

Like a fresh-broke pony.

We just, uh, thought this
was a peaceful little town,

thought we'd rest a spell.

They didn't want you in Dakota,
and we don't want you here.

We ain't done nothing.

Ain't no writs out on us.

There was, you'd
be over in jail.

Right now you get five
minutes to get out of Dodge.

Now, that sounds like the
invitation to the dance.

Don't it?

You want to be first, sonny?

Hold it!
Hold it!

Hold it!
Hold it!

Hold it!
Hold it!

Now, look here, we,
uh-- like I said,

we ain't nothing but
poor, honest folks.

We don't tarry where
we ain't wanted, so,

uh, we'll, uh-- we'll
just mosey on out of town.

Come on, boys.

Hey!

What in the Sam Hill's going--

Move it!

Matthew, ain't that Emmett
Kasinger and his boys?

Yeah.

How long they been in town?

I don't know, but
they're on their way out.

That's excellent.

Marshal, maybe we'll have
the good luck to meet again.

You know who the
Kasinger's are.

Been accused of just about
everything in the book.

And they always have alibis.

Yeah.

Oh, Newly, I almost
forgot-- I've got

that medicine for Mrs. Roniger.

And I know it's late, but I'd
like her to get it tonight.

On my way, Doc.

We're gonna have to keep a
sharp lookout for a few days.

Those Kasingers may
decide to double back.

Got you.

Judge, let's have a drink.

That man Dillon
turns my belly sour.

He ain't got a ounce
of decency in him.

I'd sure like to close
his eyes for him, Pa.

Yeah.

I'd like to give him
a third eye myself.

But we got other
stuff to tend to now.

Come on!

Frank?

Come on, honey.

It's ready.

You have gone and
outdid yourself, Agnes.

And that's saying something.

You haven't even tasted it yet.
Come on, sit down.

Well, I can't.

My hands is full.

What?

This.

It's for you.

Oh, Frank.

Oh, you shouldn't
buy me frivols.

What I buy you ain't frivols.

Besides, I ain't been able to
buy nothing for a long time,

and it's different now.

Such a pretty package.

FRANK BENTON: Go on.

Open it.

Ain't nothing but a new
nutmeg grinder, anyhow.

Oh.

[music box playing]

Frank.

[music box playing]

Oh, that's beautiful.

Oh, my goodness.

But I didn't need this.

Well, if you needed it, it
wouldn't be a proper gift.

You remembered.

I couldn't forget your
favorite now, could I?

Not when they played it
on our wedding night.

Oh, Frank I'll treasure
this till the day I die,

just like I do you.

Things been awful hard
on you out here, Agnes.

But they're gonna be
brighter from here on out.

I believe we got her licked now.

[door crashing open]

[music playing]

Well, now.

[music playing]

What do you want?

We want that money
you left town with.

That plain enough?

You get out of here!

Everywhere we go, people
tell us to get out.

I can't understand why
they don't want us to stay.

We'll get out when we got
what we come for and not until.

Now, where is it?

Left it in town, with a friend.

You're lying.

Boys, get to looking for it
while I guard these two heroes.

What's in there?

Don't you--

No.

Mr. Benton, seems you'd be
an easy man to get along with.

I'm beginning to
lose my patience.

Funny, it's not here.

Sure it is!

You left with it, didn't you?

Please, it's all we have!

You say another word, lady.

Well now, Cory, let's
see which one he values

most-- his money or his wife.

Just take the tip of her
ear off to begin with.

Which ear you want, Daddy?

Left or the right?

No!

I'll tell you where it is.

You've got to promise
not to-- not to hurt her!

Leave us be.

Well, now, I'm--
I'm a reasonable man.

I promise.

I want you to
swear it on a Bible.

Bible over yonder.

Well, my mama raised
a good Christian boy.

I'll do it.

Get it.

[music playing]

I swear before God
that I'll not harm you.

Now, where is it?

Down in the well,
tied on a long string.

Guthrie, Cory-- go get it!

[music playing]

Best fishing I ever done.

Well, now ain't that purdy.

[music playing]

Sure is good, Pa.

Now, you make a
fine biscuit, ma'am.

We got it, Pa.

Now leave us alone, please!

Well, that ain't a very
neighborly thing to say.

But we got to be
getting on our way

as soon as we finish up here.

AGNES BENTON: Oh, Frank!

You killed him!

That wasn't bad shooting, Pa.

[music playing]

You swore you
wouldn't hurt him!

Well, see-- see,
swearing's for honest folks.

As you can see, we ain't
that by a mile and a half.

I regret we don't
have more time to stay

and get better acquainted.

You're a fine, homely woman.

It's a pure waist.

[music playing]

But--

[gunshot]

[music playing]

Boys, ain't nobody
gonna never know this

was nothing but one
big fire tragedy.

Burn it.

[music playing]

Pa, forget my hat.

[music playing]

FLOYD CASINGER: Hold it!

Law man!

Come on, Alf!

[music playing]

How bad is it, boy?

Feels like he hit
me with a cannonball.

You and that damn hat of
yours almost got us all killed.

I paid $12 for that
hat back in Amarillo.

We should have rode
in and gunned down

whoever was back there, Pa.

Sure.

Except whoever he was, he knowed
something about night shooting,

and he had cover.

He'd have cut us
down like saplings.

We best keep riding, huh, Pa?

No, not with a 44 slug in
your brother's shoulder.

What then?

Every badge in
the state will be

looking for four
running men with one

wounded and $3,500 cash.

Pa?

Let's split up the money and
ride in different directions.

No.

No, you see, a running
man is guilty man.

He never saw none of our faces.

We'll stay right here
and play like we've

been here ever since
Dillon run us out of town.

They can't prove we was
within 20 miles of that ranch.

The law'll track us, Pa!

It can't with this raining!

They ain't got no tracks,
and they got no money.

They can't prove nothing!

Now, you take this money
outside and bury it.

It's raining out, Pa.

I'll do the figuring.

You do what I tell you!

That goes for all of you.

Now get!

You couldn't see who they were?

No, sir.

By the firelight, though, it
sort of looked like the one I

shot was Alf Kasinger.

And there was four of 'em.

Sure sounds like
their doings, don't it?

I'm sorry I didn't
go after the others,

but I figured it was more
important getting Mrs.

Benton on back here to see Doc

You did the right thing, Newly.

Thanks

All right, Marshal.

Festus.

At least Mrs.
Benton's still alive.

How is she, Doc?

Critical, Matt.

Anything we can do to help?

No, Judge.

Afraid not.

It's a terrible thing.

Newly thinks it might
have been the Kasingers.

Bunch of vultures.

When are you leaving?
-Right now.

We're gonna head
out to Benton, see

if we can pick up their
trail if this rain

hasn't washed out their tracks.

Matt, I prefer you
bring them in alive.

We will if we can, Judge.

[music playing]

There she is, Alf.

I ought to been a-- I
ought to been a doctor.

You want that for a keepsake?

No.

I just want to put it back
in the man who put it in me.

Well, now-- now we're
gonna see if that hat

was worth this hole.

Oh, quit jabbering, Pa,
and have it done with.

There you are.

Good as new.

Fella, you stink worse
that a gut wagon.

Pa, as soon as
Alf's fit to ride,

we best light on out of here.

Now, we ain't going
nowhere without the money.

We ain't going nowhere
with it till it's safe.

I can't stand this
waiting around, Pa!

It beats hanging, don't it?

Pa, listen to me!

Listen to me one time, boy.

We done everything
there is to do,

and we ain't never been caught
because I've been the one

that does all the figuring.

And that's the way
it's gonna stay.

Now, have you got that?

I got it.

Good.

Pa?

Huh?

You reckon the laws are
looking out now for us?

You can bet a silver
saddle on that.

But just remember one thing--
we ain't done nothing.

[music playing]

MATT DILLON: They're
there all right.

That's their horses.

Kind of strange they've holed
up so close to Dodge City.

What do you want
us to do, Matthew?

Well, Festus, you
head around that way.

Newly and I will go straight in.

We'll call 'em out
when we're ready.

All right.

[music playing]

All right, you Kasingers!

Come out with your hands up!

US Marshals!

Appears like we got a
little company, boys.

Put your gun away.

Just remember, we
ain't done nothing.

What do you want?

You're under arrest!

What are you arresting us for?

Suspicion of robbery, arson,
murder, and a few other things.

Who are we supposed to kill?

MATT DILLON: Frank Benton
You made a mistake this time,

Kasinger.

You left a witness alive.

Don't try it, young 'un.

Ain't no more than
a step and a half

from a whole in the
ground right now.

Get their guns.

We ain't done nothing, Dillon.

We've been right here since
your kind invite to leave town.

You saw Benton with the money?

Last night, he was
robbed and killed.

That deputy here shot
one of them that did it.

Looks like it might
have been him.

You know something, I must
be getting old and careless.

Last night, I was
cleaning my gun,

and it went off and
shot poor Alf here.

That's right, Dillon.

You're lying.

Prove it.

Cuff 'em.

Why didn't you get a
doctor if you shot your son?

Well, we ain't got no money.

Besides, I took the
bullet out myself.

I can do stuff like that.

Yeah, I'll bet you do.

You just can't abide leaving
poor, honest folks alone,

can you, Dillon?

We'd have done
what you said, we'd

have been running like deers.

Let's go.

[music playing]

Dillon, you ain't
much of a marshal.

You was doing your job
right, you'd be out looking

for the real killer.

Pa?

That woman, she'll hang us.

You're a fool.

They just said that to scare
us, make us say something.

You know I don't shoot
nobody unless I kill 'em.

Yeah?

She ain't dead, we are.

How is she, Doc?

Oh, not good.

Not good at all.

Matt?

From what you've told me,
if she can't identify them,

we don't have much
to hold them on,

especially since Newly can't
positively identify Alf

and the money hasn't been found.

Judge, there's a
million places out there

where they could've hidden it.

John, is she can't identify
'em, what are you gonna do?

Can't bring men to trial
just on the strength

of slovenly reputations.

A law student could
win the case for them.

I'd have to free them

MATT DILLON: Doc, let
me ask you something.

If I brought the Kasingers
here, and she saw 'em,

do you think that
might make her talk?

Well, if she recognized them.

Well, I know you're
not gonna like this,

but I'm gonna ask you to
let me bring 'em here.

Galen, it may be
our only chance.

Bring 'em over.

John?

Coffee?

Thanks.

Shame.

Yeah, she's mighty fine woman.

Strange.

In reminds me somewhat
of how Mary died.

So alive one moment and then a
coma, and never came out of it.

I wish you would
have written me.

I should have, but I couldn't.

It was so hard for me to accept.

Perhaps I still haven't.

40 years with a woman, and
then almost like overnight,

she's gone.

[music playing]

Still difficult for me.

Mary and the law were my life.

Now, it's just the law.

Sometimes, I think I hear
her voice or her footsteps,

or late at night, I reach
over, thinking she's beside me.

So I shouldered as much work
as I can, and it helps some.

John, here.

Here, sit down.

Sit down, now.

Just sit down.

Sit down

[inaudible].

Here.

Here, let me have that.

Let me have it.

Something to settle me down.

Yeah?

Let me see.

Settle you down?

I never heard of anything
so ridiculous in my life.

Oil of foxglove?

Digitalis?

Well, now, that's a
stimulant for your heart.

You know that.

It's almost gone,
as you can see.

Will you oblige an old friend?

I certainly can.

What are you
gonna do with that?

I'm gonna examine you.

No, you're not.

John, I'm not in the
habit of dispensing drugs

without knowing the reason why.

And that goes for old friend.

There's no need to waste
your time examining me.

I insist on it.

All right.

But I want your word
not to speak of this.

Law is all I have left.

I don't want to be
removed from the bench.

John, you know better than to
say a thing like that to me.

You know that anything I
discover in examining you

is privileged information.

I know, Galen.

I just wanted to
be sure you did.

Now, we're gonna
start all over again.

Tell me all about it,
right from the beginning!

Since Mary's death, I
haven't been feeling well.

A few months ago, I-- in St.
Louis, I went to a doctor.

He called in a battery
of consultants.

Verdict?

Myocarditis.

And what was their prognosis?

At best a few months.

That was then.

Now, I suppose it's a matter
of weeks or even days.

Can we see her, Doc?

Well, now, hold
on a minute here.

Just hold on.

Who might this gentleman
be in the fine cloth?

That's a man who's
fixing to hang you.

A judge?

Judge, this marshal's been
pestering us poor folks.

You're lucky it's Matt Dillon.

Some officers I know would
do more than pester you,

considering all the
things you've done.

Ain't none of it
ever been proved.

They was just after us then
like they're after us now.

Killed all the witnesses,
or nearly the truth.

We never done no such a thing.

Matt?

It's all right now.
Come in.

Let's go.

[music playing]

Miss Benton?

Miss Benton?

Marshal's here.

He'd like to ask you a question.

Mrs. Benton I want you to
take a look at these men here.

Tell me if you
recognize any of 'em.

Did they do this to you?

[music playing]

No, Matt.
No.

That's all.
That's all.

See?
That proves it.

She didn't recognize none
of us, hide nor hair.

Let's go.

[music playing]

Well, I-- I suppose that
means you got to release 'em

If Mrs. Benton doesn't
help to identify them,

we won't have enough evidence
to hold them for an inquest,

much less a trial.

Not very just, is it?

No, but it's the law.

I'd best get back to the jail.

Oh, would you get
that digitalis for me?

Oh.

Yeah, sure.

[music playing]

Here you are, John.

Now, if you need more,
just let me know.

Thanks, Galen Let's hope
this will be sufficient.

Goodnight, John.

[music playing]

Marshal?

MATT DILLON: What is it, Burke?

Take a look.

Look at this.

Look at that last line.

Horse stolen from the
Ellsworth waystation?

That's right, and that
horse is right here, right

in Hank's stables, big as life.

Are you certain?

Course I am.

Lookie here.

A gray with a flying
seven on her right

flank, not to mention
the Adams Express brand.

You know who's
riding that horse?

Sure do.

Hank told me it
was Cory Kasinger.

Well, Matt, it looks like
you've got yourself a horse

thief already locked up.

Thanks, Burke.

Well, come to cut us loose?

Where's you get that gray
horse you been riding, Cory?

Uh, I got him in Lincoln.

How long ago?

I don't know.

Five, six weeks, maybe.

You got a bill of sale for it?

Nuh-uh.

I lost it.

I'm charging you
with horse theft.

That's a lie!

I paid $50 for that horse, Pa!

You'll have a chance
to prove that in court.

What are they talking about?

Did you steal that horse?

How would I know
I'd get caught?

Didn't I taught you
better than that?

You don't never
steal nobody's horse

unless you kill 'em first!

Ain't there nothing
we can do, Pa?

Such a jackass, he
don't deserve it!

I'll try to get you off light.

I'll talk to the judge personal.

You mean like that time down to
Laredo when you told the judge

if'n he didn't
set me free, you'd

see to it that his woman and his
little girl ended up in a box?

Just like that, kind
of friendly like.

MATT DILLON: Hello, Doc.

Galen.

Judge.

Um, Miss Benton just died.

Did she say anything, Doc?

Not a word.

Matt, I hate this,
but without any proof,

you'll have to
free the Kasingers.

I understand, Judge.

You know, that's the
hardest part of this job.

I can't stand the thought of
letting a man like Kasinger

go when you know he's guilty.

Makes a joke out of the law.

Thanks, Ray.

Well, they won't all walk away.

Not Cory.

A few years in prison, small
payment for what he did here.

Yeah.

You'll have to turn
that other trash loose.

You know, I've had to do
a lot of things in my life

I didn't like.

But this really goes
against my grain.

I know how you feel,
Matt, but if good men

can bend the law for what they
believe to be just reasons,

bad men can bend it
for unjust reasons.

Come on.

Doc, we'll see you later.

We'll be having our
guns back, Dillon.

You get your guns
back after the trial,

just before you leave town.

Now, get out of here.

Come on, boys.

You can't run them out, Matt.

Why not?

Well, legally, they
haven't done anything.

You can't force them to leave.

Judge, if I let
'em stay, they're

gonna cause a lot more trouble.

You know that.

Matt, if I have to, I'll
issue a restraining order

against you.

Don't make me do that.

If you need me, I'll
be at the hotel.

[music playing]

Take a good look around, boys.

You see a whole town that's
gonna be powerful sorry they

treated us Kasingers like dirt.

Pa, why don't we get
us a packet of poison

and throw it in the
town drinking water?

That's a fine idea.

Can see him all just rolling
around on the ground,

screaming and hollering,
twisting this way and that,

holding their bellies
and kicking in the dust.

FLOYD CASINGER: There he is, Pa.

I got me some talking to do.

See a badge coming,
just whistle.

[music playing]

Could I have a little
friendly talk with you?

We have nothing to talk about.

I think different.

Now, let me tell you something.

If you don't take it easy
with my boy Cory tomorrow--

and I mean real easy-- you're
gonna have sore regrets.

Threatening me is
a criminal offense.

Oh, no, no, no.

I'm not threatening you.

I'm promising you.

I'll make it a
personal chore to shoot

out your liver and your lights.

See you getting the message.

I'll see you tomorrow.

[music playing]

Sir, have you
reached a verdict?

Yes, we have, your honor.

We find the defendant guilty
of horse stealing as charged.

That don't sound
good to me, Pa.

Don't worry about it.

They got to go through this.

Told you it's all fixed.

Cory's gonna get off light

Mr. Snood, would you and the
defendant approach the bench?

Yes, sir.

Cory Kasinger, you've been
duly represented by attorney,

tried, and found
guilty by a jury.

He's probably fixing
it up right now.

I bet you he don't
get more than a year.

Now, before I pass
sentence, I should

like to ask your cooperation.

What is that?

Mr. Snood, if your client will
agree to testify at the inquest

into the Benton murders,
I will reduce the severity

of this sentence
and grant immunity

in the matter of the Bentons.

Cory, what he means is--

I know what he means.

He wants me to help hang
my Pa and my brothers

so that I don't go to
jail for a long time.

I don't think you
quite understand.

If you do not agree to
cooperate with this court,

I do not intend
to merely sentence

you to a long prison term.

I intend to hang you.

[music playing]

With respect, your
honor, that is a most

harsh penalty for horse theft.

Nevertheless, Mr. Snood,
Kansas law is explicit.

The penalty of hanging is
available in this crime.

You should be aware of that.

Yes, sir.
I know.

But--

Mr. Kasinger, I shall give
you time to think on it.

I don't need no time to wait.

They's my family.

Then what is your answer.

You get on a fast
horse and ride

straight to hell, your honor.

So be it.

Counsel, you may
leave the bench.

I shall pass sentence.

Cory Kasinger, it is the
decision of this court

that you shall be removed
to the city of Hays, Kansas,

whereupon the third
day of August, 1873,

you shall be hanged by
the neck until dead.

[music playing]

May the Lord have
mercy on your soul.

Remember me, Kendall!

Remember!

[music playing]

All right.

We gone far enough.

What are we gonna
do about Cory, Pa?

Well, I ain't sure yet.

But that boy ain't gonna hang.

Now, they got to get him
out to Dodge and up to Hays

some way or another.

Could be on a stage,
could be on a train,

could be on a horse
with a heavy guard.

However it is, we'll
be there waiting.

Pa, if we don't know
what they're gonna do,

how we gonna know
they're taking him?

Well, I'll sneak back
into town tonight.

They won't see just one
of us if we're careful.

Anything pops, I'll
come get you boys.

What about that old judge, Pa?

We get Cory back, Judge
Kendall ain't gonna

be nothing but stinking meat.

[music playing]

John, I just want you to know
that I'm aware of the fact

that that was a very, very tough
decision you had to make today.

The law can be a
disagreeable thing.

One day, the Kasingers will
make a mistake, a fatal one.

Well, let's hope that not
too many innocent people

have to die before that.

Only God can
answer that, Galen.

Let's hope none.

Good evening.

You have to leave
so soon, John?

Well, I've got
some paper to attend

to, some letters to write.

Haven't touched your brandy.

Later, perhaps.

Well, now hold
on just a minute.

Hold on, now.

[music playing]

Take care of yourself.

It's more important you
take care of yourself.

A judge can leave or
retire or pass away,

and they'll send
out another one.

But a doctor?

No one sends out another doctor.

Out here, they're
hard to come by.

John, you're taking
the noon stage tomorrow?

Let's have breakfast
in the morning.

In the morning.
[music playing]

Galen, I want you
to know how good

it's been to see you again.

[music playing]

Good morning, Judge

Morning, Festus.

You're up kind of
early, ain't you?

Oh, I didn't sleep
very well, Festus.

So I thought I
might as well come

over and work on my papers.

Can I you a cup of coffee?

No, thank you.

May I use your desk?

Oh, of course.

Go ahead on.

I ain't been doing nothing but
resting my feet on it all night

Where's Matt and Newly?

Well, they went over to
Delmonic's to eat breakfast.

Why don't you go
over and join 'em?

No, I reckon I'd better
stay here and keep

eyeball peeled on Cory.

Well, I can do that.

I'll be here, anyway.

Go ahead.

Well, much obliged
to you, Judge.

Reckon I could stand a little
biscuit and red-eye gravy,

bit of grits and
some eggs and ham.

What do you want?

You.

What's them for?

I'm taking you up to Hays.

You're crazy.

I ain't going nowhere.

Put on those handcuffs.

Why don't you go
and jump off a cliff?

[music playing]

Now, hold it, Judge.

Hold it.
I'll do it.

Just be careful with that gun.

It might go off.

I assure you it can and will.

Tighter!

We've got a long ride.

You ain't gonna
get away with this.

This ain't legal.

Understand me-- you make
one sound as we leave here,

it'll be your last.

[music playing]

Gonna get yours, Kendall.

My pa will see to that.

We'll see.

Go on, move!

[music playing]

Well, now, ain't
he a smart one?

Biscuits were pretty good.

Yeah, much obliged for
them biscuits, Matthew.

[music playing]

Hey!

Where you-- Judge!

[music playing]

Told you you wouldn't
get away with this, Judge.

My pa and my brothers
ain't about to see me hang.

One more word out of you,
and you won't need a rope.

Kendall!

Let us have Cory, and
we won't do you no harm!

I swear it!

I know you got a lick of
sense left in you, Judge.

You'd better do as he says.

It's the only chance you've got.

Come on.

Well, maybe you're right.

Looks like you've
got me up a tree.

Pa!

I got him!

I got him!

Let's go get Cory and
get that money and ride.

What about doing for Dodge?

We'll come back in
a couple of months

and burn it to the ground.

My boys!

They'll live, Kasinger.

They'll live long enough
to hag, just like you.

It was that judge!

He done it all!

He set us up!

I reckon that's
just what he done.

You're all the same, the law.

I never did understand why
it means so much to you!

There's just the
pity of it, Kasinger.

Men like you never do.

[music playing]

Judge.

JUDGE KENDALL: This time,
you saw them shoot me, Matt.

Will you testify?

Sure.

I'll testify.

It was my duty.

MATT DILLON: But why, Judge?

Why let 'em kill you?

Ask Galen.

[inaudible]

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[theme music]

NARRATOR: Stay tuned
for exciting scenes

from our next "Gunsmoke."

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