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

Curtis as Festus, Buck Taylor as Newly, and starring

James Arness as Matt Dillon.

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Whoa.

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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.

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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]

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Well, now.

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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.

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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.

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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.

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But--

[gunshot]

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Boys, ain't nobody gonna never know this

was nothing but one big fire tragedy.

Burn it.

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Pa, forget my hat.

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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.

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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.

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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.

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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.

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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.

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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.

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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.

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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?

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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.

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Gonna get yours, Kendall.

My pa will see to that.

We'll see.

Go on, move!

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

Biscuits were pretty good.

Yeah, much obliged for them biscuits, Matthew.

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Hey!

Where you-- Judge!

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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.

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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.

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NARRATOR: Stay tuned for exciting scenes

from our next "Gunsmoke."

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