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[theme music]
NARRATOR: "Gunsmoke," starring James Arness as Matt Dillon.
Evening, Matthew.
Festus.
Gee, that old pony of yours looks
he been caught in a stampede.
Yeah. Things quiet here?
Well, there ain't nothing stirring, Matthew.
Here, I'll put him up for you.
All right, fine.
I'll be back at the office.
Come on, Buck.
Marshal, I'm sure glad you're back.
What's wrong, Sam?
Oh, it's that hidecutter again who's starting
to bust up the Long Branch.
-Amos Potter? -Yeah.
Drunk and as mean as ever.
Now, I just carved me a-- a carcass this morning.
And this old knife is just-- just aching
to carve myself another one.
Hold it.
Put the knife down.
You know, I-- I've skinned and gutted bigger
carcasses than yours, Marshal.
Ah!
I want you out of town, Potter.
Come back again, and I'll throw you in jail.
Well, it was quiet.
Doctor?
Dr. Chapman, we been a-wondering what-- Doc?
Festus, how are you?
Doc, you old scudder you.
What are you doing here?
What am I do-- well, good heavens,
this happens to be my office.
Oh, it sure is good to have you back, Doc!
Wait! What are you doing?
Stop that!
Seems like you've been gone for a hundred years.
Let me-- what's the matter with you?
Why didn't you let us know you was going?
Well, just for this very reason.
I didn't want all of this fussing around here.
I didn't want that.
Oh, golly bill, Doc.
I missed you something fierce.
You did?
Oh, you betcha.
Hmm.
Well, I don't know why.
Good heavens, you had Dr. Chapman here.
He's a fine, fine doctor.
Oh, well, he's a good enough fella,
but it just wasn't the same without you, Doc.
Oh.
Oh, you mean he charged you.
All right, there you go again.
All that learning you was supposed to have gotten
in Baltimore didn't change you one little smidgen.
You're still ornerier and meaner than a teased rattlesnake.
And you're just blame lucky that I didn't take you for a thief
and shoot you in the head, the way
you come a-slipping into town.
I didn't come slipping into town.
-Well, you did, too. -I didn't need--
You didn't even stop to say howdy to Matthew or Miss Kitty.
Well, I was getting ready to do that when you came slipping in.
Oh, you was?
Well, sure.
All right, I'll tell you what I'm fixing to do.
What?
I'm fixing to take you over yonder
and buy you the tallest beer there is in Dodge.
Hold on.
Wait a minute.
You are going to buy me a beer?
I'm-- well, of course, if you don't want it.
Wait a minute.
I want it.
I'm gonna-- I'm gonna go get it right now.
You're not gonna change your mind on me.
Oh, no.
You won't get out of this.
I want you to buy me a beer and--
FESTUS: Hey, lookee here's who's came back!
[cheers]
Look at him.
He looks great.
Hey, Doc.
Kitty!
Oh, Doc!
Well, I see you don't mind Miss Kitty hugging on you.
[laughter]
Hey, Doc.
Have a drink, Doc.
Good to see you.
When'd you get back?
I just got back.
Just got back a little while ago.
Well, are you, uh, planning on staying,
or are you gonna run out on us?
Oh, no.
No, I'm-- I'm gonna stay.
I'm not going anywhere.
Where's Dr. Chapman?
Well, I tell you.
Dr. Chapman don't like goodbyes any better than I do, so, uh,
well, he's back in New Orleans.
Doc, you'll never know how much we missed you.
MAN: You can say that again.
Oh, you betcha, Doc.
It wasn't the same old Dodge without you.
Well, um, I'm sure mighty glad to know that,
because, well, I-- I sure missed you.
Where's-- where's Matt?
Why don't we go down yonder and surprise the boots off of him?
Yeah!
Good idea.
Come on, Doc.
[screams]
Hold it there!
Get a stretcher.
Yes, sir.
[theme music]
Doc, you didn't get the bullet out.
I can't.
I can't.
Well, why can't you?
The bullet is lodged in the spinal column, Kitty.
I can't do it.
Doc, if you don't get the bullet out, what'll happen?
Will he die?
Festus, I want you to send this telegram.
"Dr. GO Harrington, Harrington Clinic, Denver, Colorado."
Denver?
But-- but--
Never mind.
"Departing Dodge, 10:00 AM train, this date.
Request you prepare for immediate spinal surgery.
Bullet wound.
G. Adams."
Doc, it takes two days to get to Denver.
I know.
Just-- just send that.
Doc, why are you taking him all the way to Denver?
Because, Kitty, GO Harrington is the finest spinal surgeon
I know of anywhere.
And that's what it's gonna take to safely extract that bullet.
[train whistles]
Take him right on up there.
Clean on up to head there, Burke.
Ease him down.
Ease him down, real easy.
That's fine, that's fine.
Festus, I want you and Newly to nail this down real good.
I don't want it to budge an inch.
Doc, don't worry.
It ain't gonna move a smidgen. We--
we got angle irons and screws right from the hardware store.
That's fine.
Excuse me, Miss Kitty.
Miss Kitty, I left your baggage in the passenger car.
KITTY: Thank you, Sam.
Hold on a minute.
What baggage?
I'm going along, Doc, and you're
not gonna talk me out of it.
Well, I'm gonna see what's holding up this train.
Good luck, Doc.
Bye, Miss Kitty.
Bye, Sam.
Take care of things.
Yes, ma'am.
I will.
Here's the screwdriver.
All right.
Newly, just get him in there good and tight now.
Who's the man they put in the baggage car?
That's the marshal here in Dodge, Matt Dillon.
He was wounded last night--
All right.
Just get this train on the move again.
All right.
Get aboard, please.
Watch your step there, ma'am.
Frank, let's pull out of here.
Right away, Doc.
You wanna get aboard?
All aboard, please!
All aboard!
[train whistles]
Whoa!
Nelson, feed the beast, and keep feeding her!
Yes, sir.
Stoking her up, Mr. Kelliher.
[knock on door]
Frank.
Festus, how is he?
Just hope we get him there in time to do some good.
Yeah.
Excuse me.
Doc, can I see you for a minute?
Will you take over?
Yes, sir.
What is it, Frank?
Well, I thought I better tell you.
There'll be a stop before we get to Denver.
Where?
Fort Carson.
Why?
Well, this is confidential, but, uh, there's
an Army gold shipment on board.
How long will it take?
Well, that's hard to tell.
I'll make sure that they unload it just as fast as possible.
I don't suppose the Army could unload their precious gold
on the way back.
A man's life's at stake here, Frank.
Yeah, I know.
I already talked to the man in charge, a Captain, uh, Darnell.
But you know how the Army is.
He said his job is to make sure that that gold gets
there safely, and he's a very anxious man.
I'm gonna take a look around.
Yes, sir.
That's about the fifth time he's had a look around.
Well, he's got a lot of responsibility.
Orely?
Yeah?
Tell Secos we're ready, huh?
How's it look?
There is a good one.
Secos, it's all done.
Purty, ain't it?
I see, viejo.
It's very good.
Well done.
Won't be long now.
The rifles!
Newly.
Thank you, Festus.
Miss Kitty, I brought you some coffee.
Thank you, Festus.
[train whistles]
[groans]
Matthew, don't move. Doc, he's waking up.
Matt, Matt, be quiet.
Be very quiet.
Doc?
Yeah, it's me, Doc.
You're gonna have to be very quiet.
Lay still.
Doc, I feel kinda strange.
DOC: You're pretty heavily sedated, Matt.
We on a train?
Yes, you are.
You took a bullet, Matt.
Was Amos Potter done it, Matthew.
But we got him, all right.
You're on your way to Denver to see a specialist.
Doc, when'd you get back?
Well, we'll talk about that later.
Who's watching Dodge?
Burke is till the deputy form Hayes gets there.
How you doing, cowboy?
Kitty?
Kitty, you shouldn't have come here.
Just lie still, Matt, please.
Just real still.
Well, howdy there, little missy.
Father, anything I can get you?
Father?
Oh, yes.
Anything I can get you?
A pillow or a blanket?
Oh, no, thank you.
I'm fine.
Oh, Conductor, when are we due in Denver?
There'll be a delay.
We have another stop to make.
MAN: I thought this train went straight through.
This is an unscheduled stop.
I was just on my way back to see how the marshal's doing.
Well, he's awake, but he could use some food.
I'll stir some up.
Listen, I wonder if you'd do me a favor.
What's that?
You see that young lady there?
Well, she's being annoyed, and-- and I wonder if you'd
keep her company for a while. -You bet.
Tell Doc and Festus where I'm at.
Yeah, I'll do that.
Thanks.
[train whistles]
Before we left Dodge, I telegraphed your husband.
He'll be waiting in Denver.
Take it easy, soldier.
Came out for a smoke, that's all.
-Sorry, sir. -That's all right.
It wasn't your idea to sit here, was it?
Well, I was just passing through here--
The conductor asked you, didn't he?
Yes, he did, and I appreciate him doing it.
Papa.
When my father put me on the train,
I saw him talking to the conductor.
This is my first time away from home,
and he was asking him to look after me.
Do you need looking after?
Oh, I don't think so.
Well, you see, Papa's been a farmer all his life.
And-- and after five sons, well, he
didn't know how to treat a little girl-- which
is how he still thinks of me.
By the way, he told me not to talk to strange men.
Well, I'm not strange, but I wouldn't want to get
in trouble with your papa.
I promise not to say a thing.
All right.
What are you guarding in there, soldier?
Afraid I'm not at liberty to say, sir.
You got a girl?
Yes, sir.
She's in Fort Carson.
How long since you've seen her?
Couple of months.
But I'll be seeing her in 8 hours and 50 minutes.
Yeah.
She pretty?
Yes, sir.
Can I help you, sir?
I hate to admit it, soldier, but I
sure could use another hand.
Would you be so kind?
Now, you just take it nice and easy, soldier,
and you do as you're told, you hear?
That way, you're gonna see your girl again, all right?
All right, Kitty.
That's about enough.
You're going back in the coach now,
and you're gonna get some sleep.
Come on.
I never could sleep on trains.
Well, you're gonna try now.
I mean it.
Now, you go ahead on, Miss Kitty.
Matthew'll be took good care of.
You can count on that.
I'll see you later, Matt.
Come on.
Doc?
Yeah?
My legs.
What about them?
They feel numb.
I know.
Doc, are you gonna be able to get that bullet out?
Fair chance, Matt, if we ever get into Denver.
Yeah.
Well, I guess a fair chance is better than none.
[knock on door]
Yes?
It's Private Harper, sir.
I caught a cinder in my eye.
Let him in.
Take it off and put it on the bed.
Your turn, soldier boy.
Hold it!
But dead men can't point no fingers.
Newspapers do.
One dead soldier's a corpse, two is an incident,
and three is a massacre, right?
Now, Captain, up against the wall.
Come on.
Now, space out.
Keep an eye on them, Nebo.
NEBO: Yee-haw!
Just look at it!
Just look at it.
Must be a billion there at least.
I think it's just what we expected.
Well, the Army must have gotten smart.
This gold is alloyed with something to make it
more bulky, harder to handle.
What is it, Captain?
Won't tell me, huh?
Well, I guess from the feel of it, looks like lead.
Lead?
You mean, it ain't no good?
Oh, it's good, all right.
But this means that every bar has only 30% of gold in it.
Now, that means we're gonna have to handle
three times the weight.
So what?
How much longer can it take to load?
It's not the loading, Nebo.
Well, then what is it?
I'll talk to you about that later.
After living in the country for so long,
Denver might scare you.
I'm already scared.
Where are you from?
I come from a small town in Pennsylvania,
but I've lived in Dodge City about four years now.
And what do you do there?
I'm a gunsmith.
Gunsmith?
But you don't wear a gun.
Well, not always.
You don't like guns?
I'm sorry.
I--
Well, in this part of the country, most men wear one.
Papa would never allow one in the house.
They're good for nothing but killing.
Well, you talk as though every man that wears a gun
sets out to kill somebody with it.
[train whistles]
Doc?
Yeah?
This person that's in Denver--
Finest in the country, Matt.
No, he ain't, Doc.
You are.
There ain't nobody better than you.
He's right, Doc.
No, he's not right.
Matt, what you need is a specialist--
a young man with younger hands, younger than mine.
I'd sooner have you.
Well, you're not gonna have, so you might
as well shut up about that.
But, Doc, don't you see--
You, too.
[train approaching]
Brace yourself, lad!
[screams]
God, what was that, Doc?
Don't try it.
All right, get down.
I said, get down!
What's going on?
I'm gonna find out.
Miss Kitty, are you all right?
All right, folks.
Just settle back and relax.
NEBO: OK, move it.
Move it!
Put her down right in there, soldier boy.
Nebo, gather up their guns.
What's this all about?
Tell him, Captain.
The gold.
Now, sit down. I said, sit down.
Both of you.
The engineer.
Where's Nelson?
They killed him.
SINCLAIR: They also killed a soldier.
That's two dead men.
That should give all of you a pretty good idea of the way
things stand around here.
Mister, the United States Army will chase
you into Hell just to hang you.
SINCLAIR: Well, now, Captain, you just
said what's expected of you.
And I'm sure everyone here is gonna vouch for the fact
that you displayed the proper amount of backbone.
Now, sit down.
Orely?
Yeah, Jack?
Help Nebo with the guns.
What have you got in there?
Wait a minute, wait a minute.
Come on, let me see that.
[laughs] I bet you got sore kidneys carrying
that cannon around, huh, Tex?
Yeah, and look at them pretty boots.
How much you pay for them?
$21 wholesale.
$21?
Get them off. -What?
Orely.
You heard me.
Get them off, or I'll put air holes in your toes.
Come on, come on.
All right, folks.
My name is Sinclair, Jack Sinclair.
You might as well know.
Because once the law finds out about this, they'll know.
Now, we've got some work to do.
The gold is all we're interested in,
and that's the Army's concern, not yours.
So don't interfere, and don't be stupid.
That way, there's no reason for anybody else to get killed,
you see.
If you're finished, can we go on?
No.
But you said you were only interes--
I said, no!
You're gonna stay until help arrives.
According to my information, there's another train
through here in a day.
That'll give us enough of a head start
before the captain here sics the Army on us.
Right, Captain?
They're sure tight, but they're sure pretty.
All right, Orely.
Tell them to start unloading.
You bet.
[door slams]
You know who they are, Festus?
Just one of them, Matthew.
The leader of the whole pack just come right out and said
his name, Jack Sinclair.
Sinclair.
Was his left hand missing?
Yes, sir, that's him.
Well, Matt, maybe somebody could reason with him
if all he wants is the gold.
Wouldn't work, Doc.
Why not?
It was my bullet that took Sinclair's hand.
Back up a little more.
That's got it.
Come on, get busy.
Look at it!
Look at it!
Oh, it's beautiful, and I love it.
I love it more than anything in my whole life.
Orely, you ain't gonna spend it by just looking at it.
Start loading it. Come on, get busy.
This is the first time I ever been glad I never listened
to my pa.
He wanted me to go into Uncle Henry's fertilizer business.
There's a lot of money in manure, Orely.
Yeah.
You sure smell like a rich man, Roper.
Matthew, they're some horses out yonder.
If I could just get to one of them--
-No. -Well, why, Doc?
If I could just--
Wait a minute, wait a minute.
If they find you, they're gonna want to search this train.
Now, if they do that, Matt, you're-- you're dead.
If I just lie here and do nothing, I'm dead anyway,
aren't I?
Well, aren't I?
Matt, I don't know about that.
But I know if Sinclair finds you here,
there's no doubt about it.
It's a long way to Mexico, my friend.
Yeah.
With that alloyed gold, it's gonna take us
much longer than we figured on.
But we're gonna make it.
Pretty soon, amigo, you're gonna be able to see the son of yours
again.
Ah, si.
You know, he made this for me for good luck.
This time, I'm staying with my son.
I'll never ride off again, nunca.
After we sell that gold, none of us
are ever gonna have to ride off again, amigo.
I'm Father Sanchez.
Yes, Father.
What can I do for you?
Those two men that were killed, I
would like to see that they receive Christian burial.
That's a pretty good idea.
When that heat hits in the morning, whew,
they won't exactly start turning into roses, will they?
I'll find you some workers, Father.
You, come with me.
You heard him, cowboy.
And you.
You're gonna dig a couple of graves for the padre.
I'm escorting a prisoner.
You a lawman?
Pinkerton.
You were escorting a prisoner.
Now, you're gonna dig graves.
Now, get those irons off her.
I can't do that.
Don't be stupid, big man, or there'll be a third grave.
If I kill you, she's gonna go free, anyway.
I'll give you three seconds.
1, 2-- that's better.
Sinclair, I'd like to join them.
Got a feeling about you, Captain.
I think you're a troublemaker.
Now, you just stay put.
You got some shovels, engineer?
I know where the shovels are.
I'm gonna help on account of young Nelson.
Now, isn' t that nice of you?
All right, you three.
Let's go.
Secos, you and Concho keep an eye on them.
Come on, move it.
Come on, cowboy!
Let's go!
Mueve!
Thanks.
All right, here it is.
Where are we?
I can't say for sure, Matthew.
We're in the middle of nowhere.
That, uh, conductor fella Frank said something about a fort
where these here soldier boys are supposed
to be taking that gold.
Fort Carson?
That's it.
MATT: Fort Carson's over in here.
Doc, what time did we leave Dodge?
10:00 this morning.
And what time is it now?
11:00 at night.
13 hours.
That-- that should put us about in here.
Fort Carson's up here.
Well, maybe I can get you some help someplace, Matthew.
Festus, there's nothing around here for miles.
Well, I sure gotta do something.
Festus.
I'm gonna try, Doc.
My husband would die if he could see me now.
What would he think you were?
You know exactly what I am, don't you?
I've had some practice.
You could tell with one look.
I was married to my husband for three years.
He couldn't tell.
Not until I ran off with $5,000 of his money.
Maybe he just cared.
He was blind.
Why'd you marry him?
I was forced.
I ran away from home.
My father found me working in a saloon.
Best time I ever had.
He took me home and made sure that I married
a decent, God-fearing man.
Well, that wasn't so bad, except that he was also old.
I was 18.
I had no say.
What'll happen now?
Maybe he'll forgive me, take me back.
If your husband sent the Pinkerton men after you,
he's not in a forgiving mood.
$5,000 can mean 10 years in prison.
He wouldn't.
I hope not.
I've been there, and it stinks.
Can I go with you?
No.
Please.
Nope.
You'd just be in the way.
Now, please, sit down.
Poor young lad.
None of you knew him, but he would
have made a fine train man.
You know, most of us go through our lives fearing
being crippled and scalded, being crushed between a couple
of railroad cars.
Not murdered by-- by a blooming savage.
Rest in peace, lad.
[speaking latin]
In the name of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Ghost.
Amen.
The dirt.
SECOS: Oye, Padre.
Yes?
You came from a village, Jalido in Mexico.
Yes.
How do you know?
Your belongings.
There were many things there, including this.
The Church sent you to Mexico?
No, I volunteered to go.
To the village of your father.
Yes.
I know that village.
People are very poor.
They need help.
Why didn't you stay with them, Father?
I was needed somewhere else.
That is not what you wrote in that, Padrecito.
You ran, didn't you?
I have known men like you before.
They come with their pious words and do nothing,
and they finally leave.
You are not a Mexican.
You're a gringo coward.
How dare you.
You are a thief, a bandit.
Like the village of your father,
mine was also very poor.
When a man wanted to survive, he became a farmer.
When he wanted to live, he became a bandito.
And when he wanted to grow fat, he became a priest.
But you, Padre, you don't even have the courage
to be a good priest, cobarde.
You all right, Father?
Yes.
Everyone, back to the train.
Move!
Don't twitch a whisker.
[gun cocks]
Go on.
Who's he?
He's a horse thief.
Where'd you come from?
Nebo, take Concho.
Search the rest of the train.
Make sure there's nobody else on board.
Now, sit down.
NEBO: It's locked.
Break it down.
NARRATOR: Stay tuned for exciting scenes
from our next "Gunsmoke."
[theme music]
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