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

[saloon music]

[whistling]

And stay out till you sober up!

I shall take my business
where I am appreciated.

[gunshots]

[chatter]

Giddy up!

Hey!

Hey!

This is rowdiest town
that I have ever been in.

What's all the shooting about?

Oh, it's just some cowboys
having fun, darling.

Uh, that's not important, Elsie.

I found him.

You found him?

Where?

Just now, as-- I was
walking down the street,

and there he was,
drunk as usual.

I called to him,
but he ran away.

He got on the stage.

Oh, Tom, why didn't
you catch him?

We can't let him get away again.

I tried, darling.

Believe me, I tried.

I guess heaven takes
care of drunks out here.

Anyway, it doesn't matter.

I know where he's going.

Dodge City.

Dodge City.

[theme music]

SALLY FERGUS: [SINGING]
No creature is denied.

I'll take my stand in wonderland
with Worthless by my side.

[humming]

Whoa.

Whoa.

Well, look at that, Worthless.

[horse snorting]

Oh!

I see something that I want.

Probably dumped
off of some stage.

Probably got penny-wonder
and pound-foolish.

[scoffs]

Oh, he's a disgusting sight.

Hey.

Oh.

Good day to you, sir.

Or madam, as the case may be.

Do you want this bottle?

Bottle?

What bottle?

This, this here whiskey bottle.

Is it full?

No, it ain't, but you sure are.

Well, if it's empty,
it's of no value to me.

Well, can I have it?

Eh, madam, you may have all
the empty bottles you'll find.

Oh, thank you.

But if it should happen
to be-- [burps]-- full,

I would wrestle you for it.

Nobody's gonna wrestle
me for anything.

It was just a figure of speech.

Oh.

Are you heading towards
a tavern by any chance?

In Kansas, we
call them saloons.

No, I ain't.

I'm going home,
where you should go.

Oh.

Would you-- would you
give me a lift, madam?

My-- my legs seem
to be paralyzed.

Well, you got
yourself into this,

why look to me to get you out?

Please, madam.

Would you leave a cripple lying
in the middle of the road?

I can't walk, I tell you.

He says he ain't got
no legs, Worthless.

But don't you worry
about him, buddy.

You watch me.

I got a good surprise for him.

[cackling]

See you, old timer!

[uncorking bottle]

Here's to ya!

Oh!

Oh, madam!

Oh.

[laughing]
-I thought so.

Madam.

You can walk.

Could you spare me a
small dollop, please?

You keep walking.

That'll get your
pores nice and clean.

Madam!

Madam, you are no gentleman!

Get your circulation going!

[sally singing]

[lucius burping]

[knocking]

[pounding]

[whispering inaudibly]

[cocks rifle, knocking stops]

[knocking]

[gunshot]

LUCIUS: [inaudible], madam.

I am unarmed.

And we are acquainted.

We met on the road
this afternoon.

I-- I am Lucius Prince,
of Philadelphia.

What do you want?

I'm cold and hungry
and miserable.

I would you allow me to warm
my-- myself by your fire.

Nobody's gonna warm
themselves by my anything.

Now, get!

Will you not offer
refuge to a man in need?

I know what your need is, and
I ain't got no whiskey for you.

So you better get out
of there, or I'll blast

you just like I did before.

I-- I'm sorry to have
troubled you, madam.

Good night.

Get my Worthless
away [inaudible].

Hey, you.

Are you out there?

Shoot me if you wish, madam.

I'm so cold, I would not
even feel the bullet.

Sobered up some, haven't you?

No, madam.

It's simply that the alcohol
has frozen in my veins.

Lord, you know me for a fool.

Come on in!

Looks to me like you
could use some of this.

Don't burn yourself.

I'll get you a cup and saucer.

Could I have another
small portion?

Well, I-- I got more.

[gulping]

You stop that!

That was my emergency bottle.

That was delicious, madam.

For your collection.

[lucius burping]

Whoa.

That's a girl.

Wait right there.

Won't be long.

Come on, Mr. Prince
of Philadelphia.

Get out of there.

I'll get a rise out of you.

Saloon!
-Saloon!

[sally laughing]

Saloon?

Here's a saloon.

You wanted a saloon,
you a got a saloon.

Come on, I'll be
glad rid of you.

Allow me, madam.

Hello, Worthless.

And may I thank you
for your hospitality?

Morning, folks.

Welcome to Dodge City.

Thank you.

Darling.

Ma'am.

Yes, can you tell me where
the sheriff's office, please?

Yes.

Uh, Marshal Dillon's office is
right down the street, ma'am.

Marshal Dillon?

Right.

Thank you.

Thank you, sir.

LUCIUS: Let's see here.

Two of these.

One of those.

One of these.

Mister, all of this comes
to quite a bit of money.

Oh, is that a bottle of
Wild Peacock I see there?

I just love Wild Peacock.

I'll have two of those.

And we don't have
any credit customers.

A very good policy for
a business such as this.

But I always pay cash.

Can you describe him?

Yeah, he's an old drunk.

Tom, stay out of this.

Madam.

[glass clinking]

ELSIE: [inaudible]
you living here

in Dodge City simply cannot
know the-- the ridicule

or the humiliation.

He simply has got
to be in this town,

because Tom saw him get on
the stage at-- Belafonte?

Mmhm.

And we've checked
every stop in between.

We have reason to believe
that he dropped off

the stage before it arrived.

[grunting]

Giddy up!
Giddy up!

-Hey!
-Giddy up!

That there's the
marshal's horse!

Ho!

Ho!

That's him, Marshal.
That's him right there.

He's getting away, Marshal.

You've got to get him.

I want you to bring
him back here, Marshal.

I want you to bring him
back here and lock him up.

Who is that man?
What's it to you?

I am ashamed to admit
it, but he is my father.

[SINGING] Wonderland,
no creature is denied.

I'll take my stand in wonderland
with Worthless by my side.

[braying]

[sally singing inaudibly]

Gets busier here
than the train depot.

Where'd you get that horse?

Madam, I'm sorry
to impose upon you,

but-- having a bit of trouble.

Yeah.

That's Marshal Dillon's
horse you're riding.

That, madam, is only
part of the trouble.

Well, don't tell me about it.

I got trouble enough of my own.

Please, madam, I only need
to rest for a little while,

and then I shall be off.

Well, I don't know as I
got company for folks that

steal other folks' last drop.

For that, I beg
your forgiveness.

And I'm here to make amends.

I suppose you stole that too.

You offend me, madam.

I did not steal it.

I paid for it with my own money.

Well, you be honest.

You'll only borrow horses?

Madam, I borrowed that horse
as a last desperate measure.

And as soon as I reach
a place of safety,

I shall return that magnificent
level with, of course,

a generous rental fee.

I may be a drunkard, madam,
but I am an honest man.

And it would give
me great pleasure

if you would accept this bottle
to replace the one I drank.

Plus, of course, an additional
one for any damages that I may

have incurred.

Oh.
Oh, thank you.

Of course, I would
like to repay you

for that beautiful
stew you made.

Would two more be sufficient?

[stuttering]

Just-- just come right in.

Thank you, madam.

Bring-- bring your things.

I knew you had
a generous heart.

Just set them right
down here on the table.

Course, this ain't no
boarding house, you know.

Ah.

tell me, madam, wh--
what do you think of me?

Well, if you was ironed
out and cleaned up,

you'd be near presentable.

Oh.

Well, I must say, you're more
honest than I had anticipated.

Say, you'd better
go easy on that.

You gotta ride that
horse you stole.

Yes.

Ride the horse.

I must keep on
running, mustn't I?

Well, one for the trail.

Well, of course, it's
none of my business

what you're running from.

I am running away
from myself, madam.

[laughing]

That's the funniest
thing I ever heard.

You can't run away
from yourself.

You go everywhere you go.

Yes.

I'm finding that out.

And it's a very
painful discovery.

Well--

[pouring booze]

One more for the trail.

You already had one
more to these trails.

Will you stop
nagging me, madam?

Why, sure.

You're growed up enough
to do anything you want.

Yes.

To you, madam.

A most re-- remarkable woman.

[inaudible].

Well, I must be off.

I have new worlds to conquer.

And may I thank you for your
hospitality, Miss Ferguson.

Fergus!

My humble apologies,
Miss Fergus.

Be careful with them bottles.

ELSIE: You have embarrassed
me for the last time, Father.

I-- I never meant
to embarrass anybody.

Least of all you.

Well, you are doing
a very fine job of it.

Just look at yourself--
filthy, drunken animal.

Elsie.

When was the last time
you were respectable?

Before your mother died.

Oh, of course.
Of course.

Every time you need an
excuse, you bring up Mother.

Elsie, you have your
own life to live.

Why can't you let me live mine?

Father-- Father, as much
as I would love to wash

my hands of you, I can't.

What would your friends think?

That's right, my friends.

And I am tired of going
across the street to avoid

their questions about you.

Do you know that
they come up to me

and they ask me, where is
your father now, Elsie?

I can hear the snicker
in their voice.

And what am I supposed to say?

Oh, he-- he's drunk, lying
with a pig somewhere,

drunk as a skunk.

Elsie, please.

ELSIE: I am tired.

I am tired of being humiliated.

Now, I am going to take
you back, and that's that.

I don't embarrass you
more in Philadelphia.

No, you won't.

You will be at a nice,
quiet hospital where

you will be well taken care of.

Hospital?

For incurable alcoholics.

No.
No, no.

I won't go.

You'll go.

You'll go whether
you like it or not.

Well, he is safe in jail.

And you're certain you
want to take him back now?

What is that supposed to mean?

I don't know.

It's just that if we
do take him back now,

there's gonna be all the trouble
with the court appearances

and the attorneys
and the-- Elsie,

we might not even
win this thing.

Oh, Tom.

We'll win.

It would be so much
easier, more humane,

too, if he'd just have
a stroke or something.

Yes.

Well, he won't.

He is too stubborn for that.

Well, we could always
help him a little.

What?

Darling.

Hey, I'm not serious.

Come here.

Hey.

It's just that I love
you so much, Elsie.

Elsie, I want us
to get married now.

No.

All right.

It's all right.

I just might not be
around, though, when

you finally make up your mind.

Tom, I love you.

And I'd marry you in
a minute if I could.

Would you stop thinking about
Philadelphia for one second?

You don't understand.

Tom, you have never
had it, so you don't

know how good it could be.

I mean, the-- the people
and the-- the social life

and the-- and the parties.

When Mother was alive,
everything-- everything

was so perfect.

I mean, we were somebody.

Elsie, I've heard
all this before.

Yes, you've heard it,
but you don't listen.

When my mother died and
my father started drink,

it was the gossip of the town.

When Lucius Prince got so drunk
that a club threw him out,

the newspapers printed it.

And everybody was laughing
at me behind my back.

And then everything--
everything stopped coming

in-- invitations, everything.

But Tom, I am going
to get back in.

You wait and you see.

Oh, honey.

Honey.

Hey, darling.

What do I care about all that
Philadelphia society business?

My wedding is going to be at
the cathedral in Philadelphia.

It is going to be the
social event of the year.

And everybody-- everybody
who I've ever hated

is going to be there to see it.

They're gonna have to be.

I mean, the wedding is
going to cost a fortune.

Oh, and Tom-- Tom, everybody
is gonna see you on my arm.

You're gonna be the
handsomest bridegroom that

ever walked down that aisle.

I want that.

And Tom, I intend to have it.

All right.

All I want-- all I want's what's
gonna make you happy, darling.

Well, Prince, since
I got my horse back

and there's no harm done,
I'm gonna let you go.

Well, thank you, Marshal.

I wish there was some way I
could show my appreciation.

Well, there is.

See that you don't
borrow any more horses.

Oh, I won't.

I promise.

Hey, do you suppose
there's a stage leaving

this afternoon that I could--

[door opening]

Oh.

In any case, it's too late.

What is he doing out, Marshal?

I've released him.

But you can't do that.

Come on, Mr. Prince.

Marshal Dillon, you
cannot let him go.

I have got a court
order signed by Judge

Eldridge of Philadelphia
giving me custody of my father.

And I insist that you obey it.

Miss Prince, it's
like I told you before.

This is Kansas.

And all out of state
warrants have to be

approved by Judge Brooker.

And how can I do that
when he's not even in town?

He'll be back this afternoon.

He'll be staying
at the Dodge House.

[sally singing]

Now, wait a minute, Worthless.

I'm going to get
you something to eat

as soon as I get unhitched.

Now, [inaudible].

I'll be right back, honey.

[humming]

[SINGING] No creature is denied.

I'll take my stand
in wonderland,

no-- with Worthless--

Good day, madam.

How did you get out here?

I rode out in one of
the freight wagons.

Did the marshal let you out?

Or did you escape?

Oh, no.

The marshal's a fine man.

He let me go.

So you made a beeline
for her to bother me.

I needed a drinking partner.

You know, I never touched a drop
all the years we were married.

I-- I never liked the
taste of it, in fact.

I still don't.

But when she went away,
I-- I took my first drink,

and-- [hiccup]--
and never stopped.

When she went away--
you mean she left you?

She died.

Well, that's death.

Lots of people die.

That's a very
interesting observation.

But you can't spend
your life grieving

and drinking for that fact.

You-- life is too short, even
if it is full of blisters

sometimes.

What do you know
about it, madam?

Well, you don't have to know
nothing to have an opinion.

Folks is born and folks
die, and somehow, things

just keep on going along.

And to what purpose?

So-- so that I can be here
drink-- [hiccup]-- drinking?

And so that you can go
around gathering up things

that other people throw away?

Is-- [hiccup]-- is that
our purpose in life?

Well, that's life.

And that's what I like about it.

It takes life to look up and see
old Sol, to see them mountains,

to know the trees, and to
lie in a buffalo water,

and feel the cool sand.

That's life.

And it takes life to say I am
gonna make her no matter what.

Oh.

Excuse me.

Oh.

Allow me, madam.

[hiccup]

Sally.

Marshal?

H-- hello, Marshal?

You here to arrest me again?

No, but I'm afraid I have
some bad news for you, Prince.

Your daughter has a warrant to
take you back to Philadelphia

for a sanity hearing.

Insanity?

Well, I may be drunk,
but I'm not insane.

I-- do I have to be there?

I'm afraid so.

She'll win, Marshal.

She always does.

Ever-- ever since she
was a little girl,

she always got her own way.

Well, maybe she shouldn't have.

Prince, I'm sorry about it.

It'll be tomorrow morning at 10.

Sally, eh--

I'll see that he's
there, Marshal.

Thank you.

Eat your stew.

Come on.

Oh, no, madam, I
cannot go another step.

You're gonna keep on
walking until you sober up.

Oh, madam, it'll never work.

I'll never be able to face
that judge in the morning.

Drink your coffee.

Oh, this is unfit
to be called coffee.

You, drink it until it
comes out of your ears.

Madam, it's already sticking
to the roof of my mouth.

Go on, drink it.

Not another sip, madam.

Do you hear?

Not another sip.

Do for a while.

Now, get your clothes off.

I beg your pardon?

Go on, peel your clothes off.

Madam, if you do not
stop this kind of talk,

I shall be forced to leave.

You give 'em here or I'll
take 'em off of you myself.

Madam, you will not
lay a finger on me.

Do you hear?

Not one finger.

[shivering]

Go ahead, I said.

Get your head down
there, or I'll

clunk it down with this brush.

Madam, you are not--
you will pay for this.

Oh, stop your grumbling.

Now, give me your arm so
I can lather it up good.

Madam, you are not my keeper.

I am till tomorrow
morning at 10 o'clock.

Then you can do what you please.

You don't want to be put
away for your own good,

do you, Mr. Prince?

No.

Well, you ain't gonna be.

Cause by tomorrow
morning at hearing time,

you gonna be stone
sober and spit polished

and colored and
dyed respectable,

or my name ain't Sally Fergus.

Madam, you are a
very remarkable woman.

That's what folks say.

I'll drink to that.

JUDGE BROOKER: Now, this
is not a trial, Mr. Prince.

It is merely an informal hearing
to determine whether or not

the State of Kansas should
honor these out of state

warrants presented to this court
by your daughter, Miss Elsie

Prince.

Mr. Prince, I'd
appreciate your attention.

[muttering]

Oh.

I-- I'm terribly
sorry, Your Honor.

Yes, sir.

These, uh, affidavits are
quite impressive, Miss Prince.

Judge Brooker, those
affidavits state very well

the incompetency of my father.

But in no way can they
tell you the way I feel.

You-- you living here in
Dodge City simply cannot know

the-- the ridicule or the
humiliation that I have

suffered by being his daughter.

My father is a sot.

And-- and those
documents that you hold

give ample proof
that my father is

not sane, nor competent to
manage his affairs or himself.

There's no question that that
warrant should be honored

and that I be given
permission to take

my brother back to Philadelphia
where he can get medical help.

Why, shame on you.

Isn't it true that drinking
is a man's own business?

Not when it prejudices
the public good.

According to these, Mr.
Prince, even your own doctor--

who must be counted as your
friend, since you chose him--

states that allowing
you continued

freedom could, and
more than likely would,

result in disaster.

But before I rule
on these warrants,

I'd, uh, like to
hear your side of it.

Well-- well, Your Honor,
there's nothing I can add

to it, except to
say that all-- all

of these statements are true.

Yes, I-- I have been drink--
drinking for a long time.

It all started when--
when my wife died.

I started drinking.

And-- and then when Elsie
got old enough to take over,

I-- I began to drink
even more heavily.

I-- I know I-- I should
have been stricter with her.

I should have taken
the hickory rod to her.

But I couldn't bring
myself to hurt her.

So I just listened and--
and kept on drinking.

A few months ago, she
met Tom Rickaby here.

And-- and things began
to close in on me.

I-- I knew something was
up, but I didn't know--

so I-- I just disappeared.

And I've been
running ever since.

You said that when
she met Mr. Rickaby,

you knew something was up.

What was that?

Well, I got the feeling--
as a matter of fact,

I was certain that they were
trying to get me committed

so they could get a
hold of my estate.

The estate, Mr. Prince?

What does that consist of?

Oh, several parcels
of land, a couple

of businesses-- meat
packing, investment company,

and things of that sort.

Oh.

How much would you
estimate these land

holdings and businesses
of yours are worth?

Oh, eh-- well,
right now, I would

say about, eh, about
a million to a million

and a half dollars.

Why, shame on you.

Oh, I see.

And you believe that your
daughter and her fiance

are trying to get you
committed to a sanitarium,

so, uh, so they can get control?

I-- I regret to say
this, Your Honor, but yes.

He is squandering away
a fortune, Your Honor.

And for what?

I am merely looking
out for his interests.

Are you, Elsie?

Yes.

And if you weren't so drunk
all the time, you'd see that.

I see a lot more
than you think I do.

Mr. Prince, if I should
refuse to honor these warrants,

what would your plans be?

Well, I-- I don't
know, Your Honor.

I-- I mean, I haven't
given it much thought.

Will you promise this court
that for a period of one year,

you will not drink and
that you will return

to the jurisdiction
of this court

every six months to
verify that fact?

Um, I-- I can promise to try.

Then that's what I
suggest you do-- try.

Because if I receive any unhappy
reports, I'll reopen this case.

Your warrant is denied.

Madam, wait for me.

Don't leave without me.

Darling, let's get out of here.

Elsie, anything you
wanted, you could have had.

I don't think we have anything
more to say to each other.

Don't you think
out of a lifetime,

you could spare me at
least five minutes?

Please?

Elsie.

Go on.

All right.

I'll be waiting for you
in front of the hotel.

Well, you won.

I might as well be nice to you.

I mean, maybe you'll
remember me in your will.

I wrote this the day I ran
away, but I never mailed it.

I was afraid to give
you your freedom.

I guess I needed you then.

But I don't now.

You've had this all this time?

There's enough there to make
you comfortable for the rest

of your life.

It isn't everything.

That, I won't give you.

Father, is this good?

I-- I mean-- I mean, you
wouldn't trick me, would you?

Oh, it's good, all right.

You just present it at any bank.

I'm sorry.

Elsie, despite what you might
think, I love you very much.

I-- I really don't want to
interfere with your life,

but I'm afraid I-- I have to.

What do you mean?

Were you and Tom in
Belafonte last week?

Yes.

That's how we knew
you were in Dodge?

Why?

Well, didn't you ask
yourself why I left

in the boot of the stagecoach?

I had plenty of money
to buy a ticket.

I still have.

Well, Father, I just
assumed that you were drunk,

and that he wouldn't
let you on the stage.

Oh.

I was drunk, all right.

But that wasn't the reason.

Somebody was shooting at me.

Almost got me.

You were very close
to being an heiress.

Are you saying that Tom did it?

Who else has something to
gain by shooting an old drunk?

Oh, Father.

You carry so much money around,
and you don't care who sees it.

Whoever shot at me
wouldn't have dared to rob

me in the middle of the street.

If-- if you thought that
Tom did it, why didn't you

say something to the judge?

Because you're engaged to him.

People might have thought you
were his, uh-- his accomplice.

Good bye, Elsie.

[giggling]

Lose something, honey?

Yes.

Eh, did you see a
tall man standing

out here about a minute ago?

Best looking man I ever saw.

Stood here for a minute, then
lick-tailed it to the stable.

You get tired of him, you bring
him right back here to me,

you hear?

[laughing]

Marshal.
I don't know.

I could be wrong.
But-- I hope so.

But it-- it's Tom.
Tom Rickaby.

I think he's gonna
kill my father.

Why would he do that?

It-- it's too long to go into.

Please, Marshal.

Hurry.

Where is he now?

The [inaudible].

And my Father's
with that old woman.

I don't know.

Probably wherever--
wherever she's living.

You're very quiet.

Oh, that's my nature.

You know, I was
thinking, here we are,

two people in the
twilight of our lives,

living alone and not--

I don't live alone.

I've got my Worthless.

[braying]

Come on, [inaudible].

Well, that's not quite
the same, is it, madam?

After all, a mule is not
the same as a human being.

As what?

Madam, will you
stop interrupting?

Well, why don't you
stop asking me questions.

What I'm trying to
say, madam, is if you

had a brain in your head, you--

Oh!

Look!

Oh!

Lookie there!

[squealing]

LUCIUS: Madam, wait!

SALLY: Look at that!
LUCIUS: Madam!

SALLY: Did you ever
see a thing like that.

LUCIUS: Will you come back?

I am proposing.

You see that?

Why, there.

Look at that!

Oh, my God.

You ever see anything
as pretty as that?

And what on earth are
you going to do with this?

I may even keep
this for myself.

Oh, for heaven's sakes, madam.

This thing is worthless.

Absolutely worthless.

Now, now--

Oh, ain't that something?

Now, help me.

Be very careful, please.

You may strain something.

Well, help me.

I will not.

Absolutely not.

Well, if-- if you help me a
little, I'll give you a little

listen.

Well, very well.

Oh, good.
All right.

Now.

Now, drag it your
way a little bit.

What I am trying to say--

Oh, she's heavy.

As I've said before
on numerous occasions,

you are a remarkable woman.

Oh!

[inaudible]

Now, you and I are
approximately the same age.

Well, at least, I suspect so.

The past few days, I have
begun to realize that I don't

want to grow any older alone.

Just having to be able to look
up and see you there-- oh,

this is ludicrous.

While I'm proposing,
I am getting a hernia.

Huh?

Now, madam, you will sit
down, and I will talk,

and you will listen.

Do you understand?

Now, what I'm trying to say,
and very badly, I'm afraid,

is that you and I could spend
our remaining years together.

Mr. Prince, when I
was a lot younger,

I used to dream about
a fine gentleman

making to propose to me.

And I'd think what
I would say to him,

and what he would say to
me, and all like that.

But that never
happened till now.

Well, then as an
act of mercy, will

you give me a plain yes or no?

Thank you very
much, Mr. Prince.

But I can't.

And it ain't because I
don't the sky high of you.

Because I do.

But we got different
lives to lead.

You couldn't come
live at my old shack

and pick bottles and junk.

I-- and I-- I couldn't
live no other way.

But couldn't we try?

Well, no-- I-- you
really wanna know

what the downright truth is?

Yes.

Well, I'm looking
for something younger.

There's still a lot of
them bucks in the woods.

I understand.

Well, I hope you don't hold
it against me because I'm

looking for younger stuff.

I know what you're
saying, madam.

And you're absolutely wrong.

You may think I'm a Philadelphia
gentleman, but I'm not.

Oh, yes, you are, Mr. Prince.

You're the finest
gentleman I ever seen.

Philadelphia or any other place.

[gunshot]

Go down!

Go down!

[gunshots]

Hold it!

[gunshots]

Good for you, Marshal!

You got him!

Oh.

Oh, honey.

Oh, I can't look.

Am I bleeding?

Oh, let me see.

Oh, yeah, some.

But don't worry, honey.

Your blood is pure whiskey.

Let me help you
back to the wagon.

Come on.

I'll give you a lift.

Now, just bear down
on my shoulder.

Oh, here.

Well, you better get
on now, Mr. Prince.

The stage is about
ready to pull out.

Miss Sally.

Mr. Burke.

That's Burke.

I shall miss you, madam.

Oh, don't give me none
of your sweet talk.

BURKE: Hey!

Ho!

Good bye, Mr. Prince.

NARRATOR: Stay tuned
for exciting scenes

from our next "Gunsmoke."

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