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ANNOUNCER: "Gunsmoke," starring
James Arness as Matt Dillon.

Hold it.

Put the knife down.

I want you out of town, Potter.

Come back again, and
I'll throw you in jail.

Doctor?

Dr. Chapman, we've been
a-wondering what-- Doc?

Festus, how are you?

Aw, it sure is good
to have you back.

What are you doing?
Stop that!

Seems like you've been
gone for 100 years.

Let me-- what's
the matter with you?

Why didn't you let
us know you's coming?

Well, just for
this very reason.

I didn't want all of
this fussing around.

I didn't want that.

Oh, golly bill, Doc.

I missed you something fierce.

Get a stretcher.

Doc, you didn't
get the bullet out.

I can't.

Doc, if you don't get the
bullet out, what'll happen?

Will he die?

Doc?

Why are you taking him
all the way to Denver?

'Cause, Kitty, GL Harrington
is the finest spinal

surgeon I know of anywhere.

And that's what it's gonna take
to safely extract that bullet.

Real easy.

Ease him down, ease
him down real easy.

Whoa.

Pretty, ain't it?

Ah, si, viejo.

It's very good.

Well done.

Won't be long now.

Take it off.

Put it on the [inaudible]

Your turn. soldier boy.

Hold it.

Dead man can't
point no fingers.

Newspapers do.

Keep an eye on him, Nebo.

Yeehaw!

Just look at it.

Must be a billion
there, at least.

All right, folks.

Settle back and relax.

The engineer.

Where's Nelson?

They killed him.

Look at them pretty boots.

Get them off.
-What?

You heard me.

Get them off, or I'll put
airholes in your toes.

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.

Mister, the United
States Army will chase

you into Hell just to hang you!

Well, now, Captain, you just
said what's expected of you.

I'm sure everyone here is
gonna vouch for the fact

that you're displayed the
proper amount of backbone.

Now, sit down.

They're sure tight,
but they're sure pretty.

The leader of the whole pack
just come right out and said

his name, Jack Sinclair.

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.

And you.

You're gonna dig a couple
of graves for the Padre.

I'm escorting a prisoner.

You're 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.

I'll give you three seconds.

Sure hard working
in this [inaudible].

Build a blockade
on a [inaudible].

You know what I am, don't you?

I've had some practice, yes.

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?

Nope.

You'd just be in the way.

Now, please, sit down.

[speaking latin]

In the name of the Father,
the Son, and the Holy Ghost.

You ran, didn't you?

You're not a Mexican.

You're a gringo coward.

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.

But 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, [inaudible]

Don't twitch a whisker.

Go on.

Who's he?

The horse thief.

Where'd you come from?

Nebo, take Concho, search
the rest of the train.

Make sure there's
nobody else on board.

It's locked.

Break it down.

[theme music]

It ain't giving.

Blow it open.

Hold on.

Hold on.

Haven't you got any
respect for the dead?

Who's he?

Name's Tom Walters.

What happened to him?

Well, when you stopped
the train, you killed him.

He had a bullet next to his
heart, and the jolt killed him.

He don't look dead to me.

Oh, he don't?

Well, go on and touch him.

Well, he's stiff as a board.

Go on and touch him.

No, no, I believe you.

Did y'all have somebody
else traveling with you?

Tongue-tied and whiskered?

Festus, yeah.
He was helping me.

Why?

Well,he was helping himself
to one of our horses.

Well, where is he?

He's upfront.

If it was up to
me, he'd be dead.

I'm sorry about
your patient, Doc.

Give our regards to the widow.

That was a close one, Doc.

Never saw anybody yet who
liked to touch a dead man.

Here, let me have that.

Anything?

Just a dead body.

One of the meanest old cuss
doctors I've ever seen.

You mean there's been a dead
body back there all this time?

No, it was alive before
we hit that barricade.

Name was Walters.

Was the doctor armed?

Just with his mouth.

He ain't gonna be no trouble.

All right, Nebo.

Go on back to the gold
car and help them unload.

All right.

They said a man died.

I sure can say
this for you, Padre.

You're a worker.

Go on.

Thank you.

Sorry about your man.

My man.

Why, that poor man that died.

While my friend and I were
boarding the train back

in Dodge City, I
saw you with him.

I can tell he was your man.

I'm sorry, Miss--

Mrs. Tilton.

Beth Tilton.

Well, I'd like to be
alone, Mrs. Tilton.

You understand.

They just said his
name was Walters.

That's very strange.

When I got on the train, I
heard the conductor say his name

was Dillon, Marshal Dillon.

What's your point?

If the name isn't Walters,
then maybe he isn't dead either.

They believed he's dead, but
what happens if they come back?

We'll face that
when it happens.

What's wrong with your cheek?

One of them hit me.

A priest?

Well, I hit him first.

And he hit me back like a
man would hit another man.

Well, why'd you hit him?

Because he called
me a gringo coward.

Because it is true.
-Wait.

Let me have a look at that.

I was ordained in Denver.

I was also born there.

My parents were from Mexico.

So when I became a priest, I
asked to be sent to my father's

village in Mexico.

I went there feeling
very priestly.

Priestly and noble, full
of goodness, someone

they could look up to.

Well, my father's
village was not at all

what I expected it to be.

Everywhere I went,
there was poverty,

and disease, and hunger.

It was incredible.

I thought they would listen
I respect every word I said.

But they were too tired, or too
sick, or too hungry to listen.

And they heard all
the words before.

They didn't need
anyone's sermons.

They needed food, medicine.
They needed help.

I should have done
something, anything.

I feel sorry for myself.

That man, he may be a
renegade, but in his ways,

he's much more honest than I am.

Where will you go now?

To Denver, to reject my vows.

Gold, all I ever dreamed about.

Ever figure your dreams
to weight so much?

Yeah, it'll be less work
spending it all right.

Depending on how you spend it.

Yeah.

Is that all you've
loaded so far?

Well, this ain't easy, Jack.

I know it's not, but
we gotta get busy.

We ain't even had a rest
since we started, Sinclair.

And I gotta get off my
feet, or I'll fall down.

He complaing? [inaudible]

Them fancy new boots
hurt your feet, Orley?

Huh?

Look, we're all
getting tired out,

and even before we
get that wagon loaded,

we got a long way to go
before we get to Mexico.

None of us have slept
in two days, Jack.

They have a point there, Jefe.

Well, I'll tell you what.

We'll put some of those
passengers to work.

How about that?

Nebo, put her
down, and let's go.

You and you will
help load the gold.

Now, that includes you
three soldier boys here

Neither I nor my men will work.

Never knew an officer
yet work up a sweat.

Aiding and abetting
the enemy, huh, Captain?

Exactly.

I don't have the
patience or the time

for your military ethics.

Now, you work.

Nebo.

You heard him, Captain.

[gunshot]

Hold it right there.

Everybody, stay where you are.

Now, all of you,
don't anybody move.

Don't give the Padre
more graves to read over.

Now, pick him up.

You all right, Captain?

You just seem bound and
determined to get killed.

I still refuse to work.

You fool.

Be a good soldier, by all means.

Even if it gets you or
anybody else killed.

Now, listen to me.

You're gonna work, or
I'm gonna kill you.

And I'm gonna kill your men.

Now, it's that simple,
like your military logic.

Now, get out of here.

All of you, come on!
-You heard him.

Move it.

The rest of you, just
stay where you are.

Newly said that-- that men who
wore guns weren't all the same.

Well, they all look
the same to me.

What was it?

Nothing, nothing at all.

-What was it?
-Nothing.

Now, I'm gonna give you
something for your pain.

Doc, I don't
anything for my pain.

What happened out there?

Well, Matt, that Army captain
tried bucking those men.

Did they kill him?

No, they just kind
of roughed him up.

We gotta do something.

There's absolutely
nothing, Matt.

We're 50 miles nowhere.

That doesn't matter.

If there's any chance at
all, we gotta take it.

I'll tell you one thing,
those horses are the key.

We gotta get rid
of them somehow.

Just don't move, Matt.

Don't.

There's nothing you
can do, I tell you.

Doc, I'm a lawman.

Well, I'm a doctor.

And you're gonna-- well,
you're my responsibility,

and I want you to stop moving
around on the table here,

or I'm gonna sit on you.

Doc, why don't you
take that bullet out?

Well, Matt, I dug a lot
of bullets out of you.

You know that.

But-- well, this
one's different.

What's so different about it?

Well, it's because
of where it is, Matt.

Well, it-- to take a
bullet like this out,

you'd have to have
special skills.

And I haven't got them.

Doc, you could dig
a bullet out of a man

with a jack knife in the dark.

You know it.

No, no, Matt.

Not any more.

I'm too old.

My eyes and my
hands are too old.

Now, to do something
like this, you have

to have young hands and eyes.

No.

Doc, there's more
to it than that.

Now, what is it
you're not telling me?

I don't want to be
the one to cripple you.

That there's the Doc, Sinclair.

Wants to look at
the Captain's head.

You must be a
mindreader, Doctor.

I was just gonna send for you.

Captain back there passed out.

Wait a minute, Doctor.
Let me see that bag.

You just get the
Captain on his feet.

I need him to work.

All right, get working.

Come on.

Hey, Doc, you get through
plugging this sawdust,

take a look at my feet, will
you?l They're burning up.

Don't wanna get close enough
to your feet to look, Orely.

Hah.

Don't-- hold still.

Hold still.

Don't move.

It's not as bad as it looks.

How do you feel?

My ears are ringing.

Feel like getting up?

-I'll try.
-All right. wait a minute.

Just a minute now.
I'm gonna help you.

Hold on.
All right.

Let's go.

Thank you, Doctor.

Don't mention it.

You just try and stay alive.

That's all.

Ow!

Ow, ow!

What are you squallering about?

I mashed my blamed finger.

Go on.

Get back to work.

I can't go to work.

I told you, I mashed my hand.

Doc, take a look at
Whisker's finger there.

Come here, Festus.

Patch him up.

Broke or not, he works anyway.

Captain, you go on
and take his place.

Charlie, why don't
you help some?

Because I'm a watcher, not
a doer, Orley, that's why.

Got any more coffee in there?

[inaudible] right there, Doc.

How's Matthew?

Oh, he's gonna
get himself killed.

I thought the [inaudible] let
those men ride out of here.

Ow, ow, Doc.

Maybe me and Newly
can do something.

Matt says get
rid of the horses.

Doc, you sure it ain't--

Doc, you through
with Whiskers yet?

All finished.

You get on back to work.

Why don't you do
something your own self,

you knot-headed ninny?

Doc had something on his mind.

About Matthew?

He says get rid of them horses.

Bullet in him, he's still
fixing to stop these fellers.

Maybe nobody'll
have to stop them.

It's starting to rain.

All right, quit your gabbing.

This might help.

How did you get out here?

Your Mexican friend.

He said when it's
painful you take a walk.

Didn't he also tell you
that I like to be alone?

Yes, but I told
him I liked you.

What did he say?

Something in Spanish,
but it sounded romantic.

But then, most everything
in Spanish does.

Yup.

Does it really hurt?

No, it's the arm
that's bothering me.

This rain.

Why?

It's much cooler.

Well, if it keeps up
like this, everything

between here and the mountains
is gonna be a sea of mud.

We're never gonna get
the wagon out of that.

I see.

It's almost funny.

You thought of everything.

Didn't it occur to you
that it might rain?

Yup.

But then, you see, my
life is made of risks.

I weigh them, and then I take
them, when the price is right.

You travel heavy, don't you?

Don't the picketmen
search lady prisoners?

That belongs to him, Caldwell.

That's his substitute for nerve.

He's just trying to live, lady.

Like any of us.

He's a coward.

You saw how he backed down
halfway into his boots.

In his place, you wouldn't have.

Really?

Maybe if I had, I
wouldn't have had this.

What are you thinking?

What am I thinking?

I'm just wondering
why your husband

is even bothering about you.

I have a life too.

Yeah, I can see that.

The whiskey help?

Some.

How'd it happen?

Well, I'll tell you.

There was a girl.

And you know what?

She bit me.

Turned out she had rabies.

Please, don't joke.

Oh yeah.

It was a bullet.

Lawman?

Yup.

Named Matt Dillon.

--I wasn't lying when I
said that I liked you.

From the time I boarded
the train, I knew.

I just knew.

Do me a favor, sweetheart.

Stop that sugar talk, will you?

There's no way I'm
gonna take you with us.

What if I make a bargain?

I said, no way.

We're gonna do some
hard traveling.

The Army is gonna be after us.

The law is gonna be after us.

I don't need the Pinkertons
or your husband too.

Sure we can't talk a deal?

You sure are pretty.

There's no doubt about that.

Long time ago, I would have
just reached out and took,

but not any longer.

Why?

Because I don't need your
brand of trouble, lady.

Now, leave me alone.

I think you lost
more than just a hand.

I think we're both
cripples, Mrs. Tilton.

Now, go on.

I need some air.

What did you say to Sinclair?

None of your business.

Don't worry.

I didn't tell him
about your man.

Why not?

Because it wouldn't
have done me any good.

Suppose it could.

I'd do anything not
to go back to Denver.

He'd kill him.

Don't you understand that?

So what?

Don't you try
bucking me, honey.

As tough as think you
are, I'm a lot tougher.

You're right.

He is my man, and I'll do
anything to keep him alive,

even to killing
the likes of you.

Que paso, hombre?

I sent you a pretty present.

I guess you didn't like her.

Sure, I did.

Except I'd wake up one
morning with my pockets

picked and her gone.

Roper said it would
not be long now.

All right.

Hey, amigo.

That village of yours, is
that a good place to settle?

Ah, si.

It's very peaceful, if
you want it that way.

Yeah, it sounds good.

I'll be along.

I guess it will
clear up soon, huh?

What's going on out there, Doc?

Nothing at all.

The rain's quit.

There was hardly enough
to settle the dust.

It'll be sun up
in a little while.

If we're fixing
to make a move, it

better be pretty sudden-like.

MAN: Quit your gabbing, you two.

They finished
unloading the gold yet?

Well, not yet.

Well, what are you so
interested in out there?

Oh, I just wanted to-- here.

Just lie still.

Be quiet.

Now, lay back down there.

All right.

Let's go soldier boys.

Come on.

[gunshots]

What are we gonna do, Jack?

They got the gold!

We're gonna go after them.

We ain't got horses, Jack.

There's nothing
else left to do.

Concho, You put everyone
in the passenger car.

You and Blanchard
see to it that train

doesn't move until we get back!

Well, Matt, they're going
after the gold wagon.

How many of them went?

Six.

Well, that leaves two.

Good.

The odds are going down.

Yeah, they sure are.

Hey, you in there.

Come on out.

Open up, old man, or
I'm coming in shooting.

Well, for heaven's
sakes, what is it?

Come on.

Everybody stays in
the passenger car

till Sinclair gets
back with the gold

and your friends' carcasses.

Come on.

He don't need no company.

All right.

Over here.

Fresh, amigo.

The wind has not
even left its mark.

Look at that smoke over there.

They must have got
the train going.

Yeah, but it ain't
puffing like no trains.

It's burning steady.

Maybe they're burning the fuel.

Well, if they are
burning the fuel,

we'll never get the
train out of there.

The only thing we can
do is lead them as far

away from Matthew as we can.

Maybe we'll get a
chance to double back.

[gunshot]

Save it!

You're not gonna hit
anything except the horses

at this distance.
Save the ammunition.

Jack, we ain't
gonna catch them.

Yes, we are.

They got the advantage
right now, but so have we.

How's that?

As long as we keep on moving
them towards those mountain,

we got a chance.

You hear?

That terrain up there's pretty
steep, too steep for the wagon

to travel.

Sooner or later, they're gonna
forced back, so move out!

Newly, these here horses
are slowing it down.

We was smart, we'd shoot them.

Yeah, we's smart,
that's just what we'd do.

Well, I couldn't do
it either, but what

are we gonna with them?

I don't know.

Whatever it is, not now.

Giddyup!

What are you looking for?

What are you gonna do now?

Was it your backbone
in that flask?

What did you do with it?
Where is it?

Tell me where it is!

-Let go.
-That's after of that.

Stay out of this.

Enough!

Sit down!

Thank you.

Doc, we got a problem.

That woman knows about Matt.

That shooting,
Newly defended guns,

and he may be dead
from one right now.

There are good men
who carry guns too.

Newly said the same thing,
but I don't believe it.

That's true.

Awful lot of men wear guns.

And I know one who
also wears a badge.

And his guns saved a lot more
lives than it's ever taken.

Killing is killing.

What if somebody was
breaking into your house?

No matter what happened,
at least when it was over,

we'd both still be alive.

Maybe, maybe not.

Guns are a part of this
life, young lady, just

exactly the same as the
breed of men who use them.

Giddyup.

Giddyup.

I can't go no further.

I can feel the
blood in my boots.

Look over there!

Charlie, look over there.

Seem them over there?

All right.

Move out.

Come on, Orley.

Let's go.

I-- I can't take it.

I can't!

Well, get back to
the train, then.

You're useless!
-No, I hate it.

These boots are too tight.

Then take them off!

I can't.

My feet is all swollen.

Boy, you've got
petrified brains.

If we get a hold of that
gold, with your share,

you'll be able to buy every
pair of boots in Mexico.

That's pretty indeed.

Orley, get out of here.

Get back to the train!

Esta loco.

He's--

I know.

[gunshot]

If tell you something
important, will you help me?

Sure.

I need your word
you'll protect me.

Who from?

Her.

What are you afraid of her for?

All right.

I'll see that she
don't get near you.

What is it?

Doc, I'm afraid that
woman is killing Matt.

There's a lawman on board,
a United States Marshal.

Where?

I'll only tell you after I
get some sort of guarantee.

When you leave, I go with you.

Well, you'll have to talk
to Sinclair about that.

He's not here.

Besides, don't you have any say?

Sure, I got say.

If this train reaches
Denver with me on it,

chances are I'll go to prison.

Well, lady, that-- that
would be a pure shame.

If I tell you where
to find this man,

will you help me
get out of here?

Well, I'll do what I
can, but this lawman

you're talking about,
he can't be much

if he ain't made a move yet.

I saw them carry him on the
train back in Dodge City.

He was on a stretcher, hurt bad.

Where?

In the baggage car.

Him?

He's a dead man.

No, the doctor
fooled everybody.

There's a marshal back
there, and he's alive.

Name's Dillon.

Yeah?

Where you going?

Remember that dead
body in the baggage car?

This little girl says he's
alive and his name is Dillon.

Let me go.

All right.

Wait a minute!

Get down.

Stay down.

Now, hold it, everybody.

You hold it.

Let me tell you something.

You kill Matt Dillon, and
every lawman in the country

will chase you
from here to Hell!

Go ahead, Concho.

Everybody, just sit
down and take it easy.

Tie him up and put
him in gold car.

You're going to
Denver, lady, and it's

gonna be a real pleasure
for me to take you there.

Any others?

No, just those two.

The others are after
Festus and Newly.

How is he, Doctor?

I don't know.

We'll get this train
moving as soon as possible.

Any man who can swing
an axe, come with me!

Doc, I haven't got any
feeling left in my legs.

I can't move them at all.

ANNOUNCER: Stay tuned
for exciting scenes

from our next "Gunsmoke."

[theme music]