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[theme music]

NARRATOR: Gunsmoke, starring
James Arness as Matt Dillon.

[banging]

Prisoner will stand.

[clearing throat]

Benjamin Justin,
you have been found

guilty by a jury of your peers.

Thank you, gentlemen, for
doing your civic duty.

I can't say that I agree
with your decision,

but I suppose after listening
to the testimony of two

eyewitnesses, Mr. Brantley
and his son, Kyle,

you couldn't very well have
come in with any other verdict.

Unfortunately, the fact
that the prisoner has always

worked hard, lived
by the good book,

has a wife who happens
to be in the family way

doesn't mean a thing
according to the laws

of the state of Kansas.

Does the prisoner have anything
to say on his own behalf

before I pass sentence?

Your honor, there's
been a lot of talk

about the trouble between
me and Mr. Brantley.

Bradley He wants my land for
the water, and I won't sell it.

But I didn't steal those horses.

God knows it.

And so does Mr. Brantley.

Benjamin Justin, the
statute on horse stealing

leaves me no other choice than
to order you taken to the state

penitentiary at
Rock Haven, there

to be imprisoned for the
rest of your natural life.

[banging]

The prisoner is
remanded to the custody

of the marshal for transfer
to the state penitentiary.

I'd bet my badge
he's innocent, Kitty.

But I just can't prove it.

This court is adjourned.

[theme music]

Ah, good morning, Marshal.

Sam.

Looks like quite a
night you had here.

We had a good one.

Well, Kitty, is that a joke,
or are you planning on running

this place without customers?

First that Kyle
Brantley last weekend,

and then those crazy
bronc busters last night.

I don't know, Matt.

I think I'm just
going to sell out

and take up full time nursing.

How about some coffee?

Sounds good.

Uh, pretty good job you did
on that little Texas feller

there last night.

He needed it.

Yeah.

I collected this
for the breakage.

Marshal?

I understand you were out
at my place again yesterday.

That's right.

I told you before, I don't
want you talking to my men

when they're working the stock.

Now, if there's anything
you want to know,

you come to me, hear?

Took a little ride to
Solano on the weekend, Garth.

Solano?

Yeah, that horse buyer
that identified Justin?

He just sold out and
moved to Colorado.

Well, those things do happen.

Then I rode out to
see Kyle yesterday,

and I got another
little surprise.

My son told everything
he knew in court.

There's nothing more to say.

That's a good thing.

It'd be a little hard to
say from that far away,

wouldn't it?

What do you mean by that?

You put him on a
stage two days ago

and got him out of town
to keep his mouth shut.

I sent him east to study law.

Where, in a saloon?

All right.

I admit he's had a few
little scrapes in the past,

but-- well, that's
all behind him now.

About 2,000 miles behind.

Look, Marshal, I don't
know what you're thinking--

I'll tell you
what I'm thinking.

Your boy sold your
string of thoroughbreds

to pay off his gambling
debts, and you're trying

to hang it on Ben Justin.

Why would I do a
thing like that?

Cause you hate Ben, and you've
wanted his land for 10 years.

With him in prison, his
wife will have to sell it.

Not necessarily to me.

It'd be interesting to
see who makes the high bid.

Unless you have hard
proof of all this, Marshal,

I suggest you hold your tongue.

There's a man sitting in the
governor's chair in Topeka

that I count as a
very good friend,

and I don't think
he'd take very kindly

to you slandering my son.

Brantley.

You know, there's a man sitting
in a prison cell in Rock Haven.

He doesn't belong there.

What's your friend
going to do about that?

Excuse me.

I wish I could.

-Where's Doc?
-He's in the long--

Doc!
Doc!

Doc, you gotta get to
the Justin farm quick.

-Why?
-It's Mrs. Justin.

She's about to have her kid.

What?

She's not even due
yet, is she, Doc?

No, she isn't.

I'd better get out there.

I'll get your buggy.

I'll meet you out there, Doc.

I can't, Doc.

I just can't.

Well, Elizabeth, you-- you just
don't have much choice, do ya?

It'll be a lot easier if, uh,
you can just kind of relax.

I want Ben here.

I want him here.

I know you do.

You just relax.

You've got a lot more
important things to think

about right now for a while.

You've got a baby that's
trying to get into the world.

What kind of a world is it?

Well, I wonder
myself sometimes.

But it's the best one
we've got right now.

Sorry to go on like this, Doc.

Well--

I'm scared.

I understand.

But let me tell you
something-- in a little while,

you are going to be so busy
changing diapers, taking care

of a squawling young
one that you just won't

have time for anything else.

And you're not going to
be alone anymore, either.

I think that's Kitty.
I'll be right back.

Kitty.

Hello, Doc.

Here, let me have these.

Oh, thank you.

Did you bring a [inaudible]?

Yeah, it's out in the buggy.

I'll get it.

Thank you.

How are you feeling, Elizabeth?

Terrible.

Thank you for coming, Kitty.

Well, I'm going to stay
here as long as you need me.

I hope it's a boy.

Ben sure wanted a boy.

Ben's going to be happy
whether it's a boy or a girl.

Doc?

Doc?

Well, I don't
like little Dickens

is going to wait any longer.

Kitty, get some
water on the stove,

and make sure it's
boiling, will ya?

Please.

All right.

Next time you won't give
me any lip when I tell

you to shine my boots, boy.

There he is!

Lord Satan himself.

Strike him dead.

I'll take care of you
later, you old coot.

Well, if you've
learned your lesson,

boy, I might just show you
how Sunday go to meeting

nice I can be when I want to.

The warden asked me to
give you it this afternoon.

Plum forgot.

About your wife.

Going to cost ya.

Ring'll do.

Just says your little woman
had herself a young'un.

Named for his daddy.

Jailbird Justin.

You seem to forget, boy,
you're going to spend the rest

of your natural life in here.

You'll never see your kid.

Never.

Five years ago he was
all set to go free.

Got himself riled up.

Took a lick at me
with a cell stool.

Parole board fixed him good.

Now the old coot's
going to die in here.

Same as you will, boy.

Rot away and die, as sure
as I'm your lord and master.

[laughter]

[baby crying]

[knocking]

I'll get it.

Well.

Kitty.

How's the new arrival?

It's about time you got
out here, with the new baby.

And the mother's
been doing so well,

she doesn't even
need me anymore.

I was just heading
on back to Dodge.

That's a fine looking boy.

Thank you, Marshal.

Marshal, I want to thank you
for sending that telegram

to Ben at the prison.

I just wrote him a long
letter, all about his son.

Elizabeth, I,
uh-- well, I didn't

come out just to see the baby.

I-- I have some news.

Ben escaped from
prison yesterday.

He escaped?

He attacked a guard.

The man's seriously hurt.

Oh, he couldn't have.

I'm sorry, Elizabeth.

I don't believe.

Ben just couldn't do that.

Elizabeth, if a man
gets desperate enough,

he'll try anything.

You know, Elizabeth, I-- I
never believed that he stole

those horses, but if he
shows up around here,

I'll have to arrest him, bring
him in to face the new charges.

But Marshal--
you said yourself,

Ben never should have been put
in prison in the first place.

I know.

But he was legally convicted.

There was nothing I could do.

Kind of makes you wonder
what's fair, doesn't it?

Kitty, I'll see you
as far as the crossing.

Hush, little baby,
don't say a word.

Mama's gonna buy
you a mockingbird.

If them whistling
birds don't sing,

mama's gonna buy
you a diamond ring.

And if that diamond ring
turns brass, mama's gonna--

Ben.

Ben.

Here, Ben.

You take him.

Go ahead, hold him.

You won't hurt him.

Thank you, Elizabeth.

Oh, Ben-- Ben.

Ben-- Marshal Dillon was here.

I saw him leave.

Elizabeth, I--

Shh.

You're gonna-- you're
here with me now.

That's all that matters.

I can't stay long.

Maybe a day or two.

Let's not talk about that now.

Right now, all that matters
is that you're home.

My man is home.

You're supposed to be resting,
not squeezing a man after that.

You're a new mother.

And you're a new father.

And that calls
for a celebration.

I'm going to fix you a
dinner fit for a king.

You're gonna rest.

I'll rest when I'm dead.

Right now, I'm just
so alive I could--

That should interest
you, Marshal.

Wanted for murder?

The guard died early
yesterday morning.

Are you sure Ben Justin
is the one who stabbed him?

Of course I'm sure.

The guard's body was
found in Justin's cell.

The door was open, the
prisoner had escaped.

Were there any witnesses?

No.

Marshal, I could convict even
you on circumstantial evidence

as solid as that.

One other matter
before I leave Marshal.

What's that?

We understand your
doubts about Justin

stealing those horses
has caused-- well,

it's been a source
of some embarrassment

to Garth Brantley.

Is that so?

In view of what Justin
has got himself into now,

I think you'll agree your
sympathies were misplaced?

You know as well as
anyone else in this town

that Ben is innocent.

There are at least 12
good people in this town

who think he's guilty.

By the way, Marshal,
the attorney general

would appreciate it if
you did nothing further

to disturb Mr. Brantley.

I'm sure you understand.

And now, if there are
no further questions--

You said that there, uh,
weren't any witnesses.

How can you be so sure
that Ben killed that guard?

Who else?

No other prisoner so much as
poked a toe outside his cell,

and-- I'm afraid no matter
how hard you try to explain it

away, the man whose good
character you and Marshal

Dillon swear to has turned out
to be a cold blooded killer,

and the attorney general
wants him, dead or alive.

Well, if you hadn't
made that last move,

I wouldn't have cleaned
the whole board.

Ain't no such thing
as just [inaudible].

You cheat all the time.
That's a-- [inaudible].

Well, I wonder
what Mrs. Justin's

doing up and around so soon?

Miss Elizabeth.

Oh, hello, Festus.

I think my horse went lame.

Oh?

Maybe he just got
a rock in his foot.

Here, hold her up here, boy.

No.

But his tendon's all swole up.

I'll tell you something,
these here old wheels

look mighty wobble-ty on here.

I wanna say, them old wheel
boxings is wore plum out.

Yeah, this thing's pulling
just like an old sled.

It's a wonder you
even got into town.

No-- I need this wagon
to get my supplies home.

Oh, what am I going to do?

It's gonna take a
while to get it fixed.

I'll tell you what I can do-- I
can take you back out the house

in that old livery buck board.

I surely would appreciate that.

Festus, I'll meet you
at the livery here.

Yes.

Elizabeth.

What are you doing out so soon?

Where's the baby?

Uh-- oh, he's
with Mrs. Johnson.

Kitty, didn't I just see
Mr. Cragan with the marshal?

Yeah.

Has it anything to do with Ben?

Kitty, if there's something
wrong, please, please tell me.

Well, you're gonna find
out sooner or later.

The guard died.

Ben's been charged with murder.

Oh, no!

He can't have.

I don't believe it.

Elizabeth, I don't want
you to tell me anything,

but if there's some way you
can get a message to Ben,

he'd better get out of the state
of Kansas as soon as he can.

Whoa.

Here, Miss Elizabeth.

I'll help you in
with your things.

Oh, no.
It's all right, I-- I'll manage.

Well, I'd sure be glad to.

Oh, no.

I can handle it.

I surely do appreciate
you bringing me home.

Yes, ma'am.

All right, get up.

Thank you.

Yes, ma'am.

Ben.

That guard died.

You've gotta get
out of Kansas, now.

What do you mean, he died?

He couldn't have.

He did, Ben.

Now, they're looking
for you hard.

You've got to go.

And the baby and I
are going with you.

Elizabeth.

Listen, I gotta go alone.

You're not strong enough yet.

If I make it, I'll send for you.

Ben!

How did all this happen?

And why to us?

We never did anything
bad to anybody.

It's all going to
work out somehow.

Oh, how?

I don't know.

But it will.

I'd best be going, now.

No.

Elizabeth, you've
got friends here.

You've gotta stay.

They'll help you all they can.

Friends are friends.

You're my husband.

Maybe if it was just you and
me, but there's the baby now.

Now, he's more important
than the both of us.

The most important thing
is that we're all together.

I've got a feeling that if
we don't go with you now,

I'm never going
to see you again.

Whoa.

Some kind of peddler.

[knocking]

Jay Luther Gross at
your service, ma'am.

Pins, needles, nails,
buttons, bows, and bustion.

Mister--

You name it, Jay
Luther has it, including

that magic miracle elixir, oil
of South American anaconda.

Well, I just don't need any.

Cures not only aches and
pains of the bones and muscles,

but also gout, gallstones,
rheumatism, dyspepsia, women's

humors, and hundreds
of other miseries.

Please, mister--

Or simply steam it
over boiling water,

and you've got yourself
the most powerful vapor

since the breath of the
Almighty blew out of Jordan.

Cures croop, hack,
twitch, wheeze,

whistling snores, and we--

[baby crying]

Please, I gotta go now.

Aw, forgive my
enthusiasm, ma'am.

Never let it be said that
Jay Luther was pushy.

The customer is always
right in my book.

I just can't
afford any of that.

No matter, ma'am.

No matter.

Jay Luther never leaves the
hospitality of a lovely lady

without a small
token of appreciation

for a gracious welcome.

Now, this is just a
sample-- only a few drops--

but there are folks,
once they try it,

call it the milk
of human kindness.

Now, I am on the merry way,
and may the good lord bless

you and keep you kind, lady.

Till we meet again.

[clearing throat]

All right, Louie.

If you got it into
your head that

I was a-sleeping on the job--

I didn't say anything, Festus.

But I know what
you're thinking.

The only thing I's doing
is a-resting my eyeballs.

I always do that when I get
to thinking hard on something,

don't you see?

That [inaudible].

Have a seat, Louie.

Take yourself a wing.

Obliged.

Coffee, please?

Oh.

That there's that blamed
patent medicine drummer again.

Be right back, Louie.

He's back!

That Justin, that
killer is back,

right smack dab up in that
cabin, with that woman,

and I seen him.

I seen 'em both, and he
don't even know I seen him.

-Oh, I don't--
-Marshal, he's back!

He's back!

He's back!

Why don't you just simmer
down before you boil over, now?

What's going on?

Oh, this here blabberty
mouth, he claims he seen Ben

Justin out at his own place.

I get the money, don't I?

-Are you sure it was Justin?
-Spittin' image.

And I'm the first, I know you
can't deny that, I'm the very

first to put in an up
and up, honest to god,

legal claim to those
500 beautiful dollars.

That's right,
you're the first one.

I'm going out there.

Do you want me to
go with you, Matthew?

No, stay here and
take care of him.

I'm gonna have it framed.

$500.

Why don't you just call up some
place with that snake of yours?

They haven't started to
fix it yet, it looks like.

He won't do us any good.

What'll we do?

We're just going to have to
take another horse and wagon.

We'll leave ours for trade.

I don't like to do it,
but we got no choice.

I just hope that--

You hope what?

Oh, nothin'.

I was just thinking
about Ben and Elizabeth.

It's your move, Burke.

Go on, get to movin'.

Well, what about them?

Nothin'.

It's your move.

Look, Festus, I know
what you're thinking,

but Ben Justin escaped from
prison, he killed a guard,

and now he's got to
stand trial for it.

Burke, I just wish that
you'd quit your blabbering,

and start to thinking
about the game.

That's what I wish.

Law's the law, Festus.

But he wasn't guilty
of stealing them horses,

don't you see?

Well, he wasn't proven
innocent, either.

And I might have expected
something from a numb

noggin like you, Burke.

Ya ain't gotta get
proved innocent.

You gotta get proved
guilty, don't you know that?

Marshal?

Marshal not here yet?

Come slippin' up
on a-body like that,

and you're just
liable to get yourself

a face full of coffee grounds.

Hey!

What you doing there?

I just hope he didn't
run into no trouble.

That's gotta be
a desperate man--

Why don't you just get
on outta here and hush up?

I got work to do, and--

He-- he stole-- he
stole one of my buggies.

He-- he lit out of
town, heading south.

Who you talking about, Eli?

This here's my job, Burke.

Now, what in the tarnation
are you blabbering about?

You know, that fella.

The one on the poster.

Justin.
-Justin?

But I thought he--

Burke.

Hush.

You've gotta get him, Deputy.

And you shut your
tater trap, too.

Now, here, Eli.

You just sit down, now, and
sit there, because you're just

about to have yourself a fit.

I am losing my $500.

What about the horse and buggy?

My boss will skin me
alive when he finds out.

All right, wait a minute.

Wait a minute, now, all of ya.

Just let me cull all these
here things out, my own self.

I can't just haul off
and go a-doing something

with-- without thinking
about it for a little while,

don't you see?

Festus, you gotta go after him!

Well golly bill,
Burke you can't

go out a-tracking
somebody when it's dark.

They went straight
south out of town.

There ain't no other
way they could go.

All right.

All right.

I'll start to tracking
'em, but I will tell you

this-- it's going to
be mighty slow tracking

till it gets to be sun up.

It's your duty.

I said all right, didn't I?

Now, Burke, I'll tell
you what I want you to do.

When Matthew gets back,
I want you to tell him

that I've went out after him.

You hear me?

All right, Festus.

You remember, I'm the one
gave you the information,

and this fella has got no claim.

Got no claim whatsoever.

You heard that, now.

I'm the one brought
you the information.

Don't you forget--

What is it, Corbin?

Corbin, you sent for me?

I-- I got him.

I got him.

Got him?

What are you talking about?

Finally I paid him back.

Teared that knife
clean to the bone.

Corbin?

Are you talking about Hargis?

-Festus?
-Marshal.

This just came in
on the telegraph.

Can you imagine, that
old man in the cell

confessing on his deathbed?

Ben Justin didn't kill
that guard after all.

Where's Festus.

Well, he went after Ben Justin.

While you were out at their
place, they came into town

and stole a horse and
buggy from the stable.

How long ago?

A few hours.

They were headed south.

And they don't know about this.

[baby crying]

He won't nurse, Ben.

Probably off his feed from
all that bouncing around.

I guess you're right.

We don't want to
hold you up, now.

You take as long as you need.

If only he'd nurse.

[SINGING] Hush, little
baby, don't say a word.

Papa's gonna buy
you a mockingbird.

If it don't whistle, and it
don't sing, papa's gonna--

Ben, he's gonna be OK.

Yeah, of course he is.

We're gonna make it, Elizabeth.

I'm glad you came with me.

When I was in
prison, I faced what

it'd be like to spend the
rest of my life without you.

That's a feeling I never
want to have again.

I wasn't there long, but that
was for certain long enough

to learn some things.

These are the things
we take for granted.

Plain, ordinary things we
never even see half the time.

Wood walls, instead of stone.

Glass instead of bars.

Trees.

You know, there wasn't even
one tree in that place.

Before I went to
prison, I think maybe I

even took you for granted.

You never looked past me, Ben.

Never.

I'm never going to leave you.

And I'm never going
back to that prison.

We're gonna have a new life.

[SINGING] If that diamond
ring turns brass, papa's gonna

buy you a looking glass.

If that looking glass
just gets broke,

papa's gonna buy
you a billy goat.

If that billy, he
runs away, papa's

gonna buy you another someday.

It's Festus.

Ben!

He's our friend.

You stay here.

No matter what happens,
I'll be back for ya.

Ben!

Throw your gun down, Ben.

Go on.

Drop your rifle, Ben.

Now.

Gonna have to take
you back, Ben.

You're going to have to
kill me to do it, Festus.

And nobody is putting me
behind bars again, you hear?

You killed a guard, Ben.

Father name of Hargis.

I never killed nobody.

They're saying that you stuck
a knife in him when you escaped.

Stabbed him?

I knocked him cold
and ran, that's all.

They found him with a
knife stuck in his back.

Died the next day.

I didn't do it, Festus.

I swear.

Well, then you're
just going to have

to go back and face it, Ben.

Of course, you know
Matthew and me,

we'll do all we can to clear
you, if what you're saying's

true.

It's as true as I never
stole those horses.

I'll shoot!

I mean it, Festus.

I mean it.

Now, you drop your gun.

This here ain't
the way, Elizabeth.

It's the only way I know.

If he goes back
there, there's nobody

going to be able to help him.

Not you, and not
even the Marshal.

We're sure going
to try to help him.

You tried before, and all
he got is life in prison.

Now, this time they're
going to hang him.

You've been good to us.

I'd sure hate to do it, but he's
not going to go back there, not

even if I have to shoot you.

Elizabeth.

I mean it, Ben!

Now, I want you to
ride out of here.

Alone.

No.

Not without you and the baby.

Without us, you
might stand a chance.

I said no.

Ben, I want you to be free!

[baby crying]

Elizabeth, go to him.

This is probably
the first time she

ever broke the law in her life.

I can't say I blame her
for trying to help her.

No, you can't, and I can't.

But that prosecutor
sure will be able to.

I'm sure giving up a
lot to give you this.

But I don't want it at
the cost of my wife.

Ben, no!

Now you don't even
stand a chance.

Elizabeth, it wouldn't be
any kind of life without you,

so it don't really matter.

We're ready to go back
with you now, Festus.

Well, they'll have them posters
on you, pasted all over Kansas

by the time a week's out.

I sure don't think you
got much of a chance

of traveling with Elizabeth
there, and the baby, and all.

Tell you, I'm fixing to go up to
that there prison my own self,

and talk to all them fellers
I can about that there guard.

One of these days,
whenever Matthew

will give me a day or two off.

So's as I can get away a minute.

Whoa.

Hey there, Matthew.

What happened, Festus?

Well, funny thing, Matthew.

I never could find that feller
who stole all them horses.

I, uh, kind of figured with
the head start they had,

maybe you wouldn't.

Oh, yeah, they did
have a whopping big head

start, all right.

I just don't believe
we could ever

catch up with 'em, Matthew.

Festus, I think you're right.

Let's head for town.

I found this slipped under
the back door, Miss Kitty.

Addressed to you.

Well, looks like Dodgy
City's got a new schoolhouse.

What?

What is it?

It's a letter from
Ben and Elizabeth,

signing over all property rights
to the people of Dodge City.

Well, I'd sure like
to see Garth Brantley's

face when he hears about this.

I think I'll go over yonder
and tell him, my own self.

Well, I think this
calls for a toast.

Yeah.

To the one that got away.

I sure wish that I
could drink to that.

Same.

Oh, well, Miss Kitty--

NARRATOR: Stay tuned
for exciting scenes

for our next Gunsmoke.

[theme music]