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

[SOUND OF WIND BLOWING,
SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]

[sound of gun cocking]

I've been looking for
you for a long time, Cole.

Cole?

My name ain't Cole.

It's Currie, Jim Currie.

It's Cole all right.

That limp's a dead giveaway.

I've been trailing you and that
Lazy L herd for a whole month,

right to this town.

Now listen to me,
mister, I ain't this Cole.

And I ain't with the Lazy L. It
went out this morning to Dodge,

I swear it!

Strike a match.

Sure, sure.

If you know Cole, you'll
know that I ain't him.

All right.

You keep your mouth
shut about this,

or I might transfer
my interest to you.

Mister, it never happened.

[theme music]

[tense music playing]

[sheep bleating]

[dog growling]

There he is!

[gunshot]

I think I got him.

[dog whining]

Look, there's a trace of blood.

I don't see no sign of it
leading no place, do you?

No.

Guess I only creased him.

Before the light
plays out on us,

we'd maybe take a ride
over to that wash.

See if we can pick
up a sign there.

[dog whining]

Somebody's dog hurt himself.

[dog barking]

Don't get too close.

That shooting we heard, must be
the wild dog they're hunting.

JONATHAN: He sure
ain't friendly.

Of course he ain't.

He's wild!

Marieanne, the blaze
and the white boots--

he ain't wild at all.

He's Dobie come home!

It is him, Marieanne,
it's Dobie.

Come on, Dobie, we're
not gonna hurt you.

[dog growling]

JONATHAN: Come on,
Dobie, remember us?

Come on.

JONATHAN: You remember us.

Hey, you kids!

Get away from that dog!

You kids belong to that
farmhouse over there?

Yes, sir.

Well then you get
to it, and fast!

ABELIA: What's the
matter with you?

JONATHAN: It was Dobie,
Ma, he came back.

We could tell by the
blaze and the white boots.

What are you talking about?

Their mother, I take it?

Not much more than name only,
you can't teach your kids

not to chase after a wild dog.

About one more
minute, he'd a torn

the throats out of these kids.

I ought to lick you both
till you can't sit down.

But Ma!

You know the whole county's
been looking for killer dogs.

But Ma, it was Dobie.

I don't care if it
was Dobie or not.

He was only a pup
when he run off.

That means he wouldn't
remember you no more.

And if he's that wild dog that
everybody's been looking for,

he is a very dangerous
animal by now.

Now, get in my house!

Go on!

I'm sorry, mister, I
guess I owe you thanks.

Kane, Howard Kane.

You can thank me by
letting me use some tools.

I got a horse with a loose
shoe and a sore foot.

There's a shoeing
outfit in the barn.

There's a box of
nails in there, too.

Oh, evening, Abelia.

What brings you out
this way, Festus?

Well, me and Sam and the
Burkes been tracking the last

of that wild dog bunch.

And I wanna tell you, he ain't
too far from your pasture.

Well, you're a little late.

Kids come across a dog up in
the hills about an hour ago.

They figure it's a pup they
had about three years ago.

Do tell.

I'll tell ya, if he is, he ain't
never gonna be the same again,

Abelia.

Not after running with
that killer pack of dogs.

That's a stranger
just happened by.

He chased the dog away.

Huh.

He's making hisself
right at home, ain't he?

What's his name?

Howard Kane.

Well, maybe I'd ought to
just stay around for a while

till he leaves.

I mean, you not knowing nothing
about him or nothing like that.

Oh no, his horse
just got a shoe

that needs a little fixing.

Um, it's awful nice of
you, Festus, but I'm

sure we'll be all right.

Yes ma'am.

Well, I'm thinking that's about
all I've came by to tell you,

Abelia.

So I'll see ya again
one of these days.

Come by more often.

Yes, and much obliged
to you, Abelia.

Be sure and tell the
young'uns howdy for me.

I'll do it.

ABELIA: How's the
shoeing coming?

Oh, it's fine.

You're welcome to eat
here if you're a mind to.

I've got a ham roast
in there we wouldn't

eat in a week of Sundays.

Well , I'm much obliged.

Uh, ma'am, just say no if
you want to-- I ain't easily

offended-- but I'd
like to keep my horse

off that leg for a while.

Well, there's a
room in the barn

for when I hire a man to turn
the fields in the spring.

I'd appreciate it.

Matthew, Doc.

DOC: Festus.

You just get back?

FESTUS: Yeah, I went clean out
to Abelia's place, Matthew.

DOC: What are you
pestering her for?

FESTUS: I wasn't pestering
her, Mr. Know-it-all!

That Beecher was in.

He claims that dog got one
of his lambs last night.

That sure don't surprise
me none, Matthew, the way

that slippery hound
circles and backtracks.

I'll tell you something-- he's
just pure old out-thinking me.

Huh, that's not surprising.

Your mule out-thinks
you all the time.

FESTUS: All right, smart aleck.

Festus, Sam seems to think
that dog may be wounded now.

Well, if he is, he's
still covering a whole heap

of ground, Matthew.

He wound up out
at Abelia's house.

Them young'uns of
hers thinks that

it could be a pup that run off
here a couple of years back.

Where's the dog now?

Oh, some stranger
riding by run him off.

And I can't say that I think too
much of that feller, neither.

Oh, you're just
jealous, that's all.

Oh, jealous my foot.

He just had a look
about him, that's all.

Who is he?

Oh, some feller named Kane.

Not Howard Kane?

You know him?

I know Howard Kane all right.

It was his gang that was
involved in that range war

down at Midland
about five years ago.

Oh yeah, I heard of that.

There's was a whole mess of
fellers killed, wasn't there?

All of his men were killed.

He was the only one survived.

Seems to me he was laid
up for a year or so.

Did he say anything
about coming to Dodge?

Well, I didn't talk
to him, Matthew.

I just seen him, that's all.

DILLON: There used to
be a poster on him.

I'll take a look for it.

What have you
been hanging around

out at Abelia's for anyway?

I wasn't hanging
around her place.

I just rolled by.

I think it's a disgraceful
thing the way-- the way

you lead that woman on and make
her think that you're anything

but a confirmed bachelor.

Oh, fiddlesticks.

The honorable thing for
your to do if you're going

to court somebody is just--

Well, who's courting somebody?

Well, you are!

That's what you said.

And I think what you ought to
do is just pop the question.

Pop the question?

DOC: Just ask her!

Well, you meddly
old scudder you.

There ain't nothing that says
that a feller and a shemale

can't look at one another the
way that fellers and shemales

does, without the
shemale or the feller

figuring that it's gotta be
a marrying, mooning, kind

of a courting kind of a look?

You see?

KANE: Evening, Mrs. Johnson.

You got enough blankets?

KANE: Yeah, plenty, thanks.

This is the time of day I
always look forward to most.

Kids asleep, chores are done.

Nothing to do but
look at the night.

How long you been widowed?

Oh, since the kids was
no more than babies.

Well, woman like you won't
lack for men's attention

for very long.

Well, I guess when your
mind's on raising kids,

the time just passes.

You don't think about
yourself too much.

Well, you'll get very little
thanks later on for not

putting yourself first.

You married?

Got any children?

No.

Well, I wasn't looking
for no thanks from my kids,

but it don't appear
to me that you're

one to be passing judgment.

Well, people are
people once they

learn to fend for themselves.

Everybody's alone once
you get past the smiles

and the pretty words.

Maybe you're just
judging others

by what you see in yourself.

Maybe so, maybe not.

There's more honesty
in that wild dog

out there than any
six people I ever

met in my life put together.

Oh no, no, if that
is true there'd

hardly be a day in your life
that was worth remembering.

Mrs. Johnson, when was
the last day you found

any more than just livable?

[dog whining]

You didn't have to get
up to chop that wood.

No reason for you
to feel obligated.

Well, I'm accustomed
to paying my own way.

If your horse still
don't feel up to it,

you can ride into town
on the buckboard with us.

Maybe you can rent a horse at
the livery for a day or two.

Uh, yeah, I could.

Uh, there's something
I was thinking about--

give you another chance to say
no-- that room in the barn's

a lot better than
any Dodge City hotel

room with a bunch of trail
hands keeping you awake

half the night.

I noticed you got a
fence need repair,

is that a fair exchange?

Except, uh, I think
you got reasons

other than a noisy
Dodge street for wanting

to stay out of town.

Well, maybe, uh,
maybe me and the law

don't hit it off too well.

But I just don't want no
deputy trailing me around.

Are you a gunman?

I have been.

You wanted?

There was a time I was.

That frighten you?

Well, if you admit
it, I guess not.

JONATHAN: Hey, it's Dobie!

[dog growls]

It's all right, boy.

He won't bite, I don't think.

Will you, Dobie?

You remember us, don't you?

He's getting friendlier.

Sure, bet he even remembers us.

Right, Dobie, remember us?

Look at the blood.

Maybe Ma has some
medicine for it.

Oh, we can't tell Ma.

Then she'd have to
tell the marshal

that we've got the wild dog.

But he ain't wild now.

Any he belongs to us.

He's our Dobie!

They'd still shoot it.

Well, that isn't fair.

Grown-ups mostly isn't.

Can't tell nobody, at
least until he gets better.

Maybe he'll show
everybody he's tame now.

I know where we can get
the medicine-- from Dr.

Adams when we go into town!

Yeah, good idea.

Hear that, Dobie?

We'll make you better.

Whoa.

Now listen, I don't figure to
be here no more than an hour,

so I don't want to be running
around looking for you kids.

All right, Ma.

Look.

That's the fellow that's
beating your time with Abelia,

ain't it?

Well, that there's
that Howard Kane feller,

if that's what
you're talking about.

Well, he brought her into town.

Good heavens, you don't
supposed he's staying out there

at the farm with her, do you?

Huh?

It ain't none of your
business if he is.

Gosh, he sure is a rugged,
handsome-looking fella.

I don't blame you
for being jealous.

[chuckles]

Jealous!

Well, good morning, Abelia.

Morning, Festus.

I don't reckon
you had no trouble

with that feller, Mr. Kane?

No, should I have?

Well, no ma'am.

But then, him being
a stranger and all,

and you not knowing if
he, well, kind of him

not being exactly what
he's appearing to be.

Are you saying that he's
been in trouble with the law?

He told me.

He did?

But thank you anyway, Festus.

I got to get on
with my shopping.

Yes ma'am.

[kids talking at the same time]
-Oh hello.

Oh, well, you're
Marieanne and Jonathan.

My gosh, how you've grown.

Just like a couple of weeds.

We've come to
ask you something.

Well, I hope I can answer it.

What is it?

Well, it's about an animal.

He sorta hurt himself.

His leg.

He sort of scraped it.

What kind of an animal?

Um, a lamb.

Oh, a lamb huh?

Well, about the only thing
you can do for a scraped leg

is put some salve on it.

I guess that's what we
need then, some salve.

Tell you what you do,
there's some salve.

Now you just kind of spread
that all over, you know,

where he hurts.

And just wrap it in
a nice clean bandage.

And that'll do it, I think.

But we don't have
any money, Dr. Adams.

Well, I'll tell ya, I'll just
take your note for 30 days.

How's that?

Thank you, Dr. Adams!

Thank you, Dr. Adams!

Come on!

COWBOY: And we all
kept telling him

he didn't have no
excuse for sand flies

in the beans and stew.

But he wouldn't listen good.

So old Windy and old
Horseface, they go out

and they catch themselves
half a dozen rattlers.

Guess what old Cookie
had in his bedroll

every night for a whole week?

You don't mean they put
a live rattler in his bed?

Oh, Sam, we took
the fangs out first.

Course old Cookie didn't
know the difference.

I'll tell you once thing though,
after that them sand flies

become scarce in our grub.

[laughter]

Yeah, a cook sure makes a
trail ride, that's for sure.

That's one thing that'll
probably never change.

Cook and a ramrod, got
your belly and backside.

Oh, that's sure the truth.

Barkeep, I would like
to buy these gentlemen

a round of drinks.

Well, thanks a lot, mister.

Sounds like you've rode with
more than a couple of outfits.

Well, I came up the old
Santa Fe a couple of times.

Hey, how is the Lazy L
outfit doing these days?

COWBOY: Doing fine.

Be in tomorrow.

Oh, now I heard they got
a new ramrod that really

is pushing the boys hard.

Oh, you mean Bowers.

Oh, I thought
his name was Cole.

Maybe I got it wrong.

He's a big fella
with a stove-up leg.

He doesn't come into town much.

He just camps off by
himself mostly, they say.

No, that'd be Bowers all right.

Probably saving his pay
staying out of town.

Come to think of it,
that's not a bad idea.

If we'd a done that
all them years,

we'd probably be
driving our own cows!

Wouldn't have no fun, though.

[laughter]

To your health, mister.

Listen, you keep defanging
those rattlesnakes.

Good cooks are hard to come
by, sand flies and all.

You bet!

We're gonna do it!

Marshal.

Good morning, Kane.

It's been a few years, Matt.

I've heard a lot of stories
about you over the years.

Last one had you
in bed for life.

I finally convinced
a surgeon in St.

Louie there was nothing to be
lost going in after the bullet.

That shootout in
Midland, I've hard talk

that you're hunting down the
man that double-crossed you.

You don't dignify
a back-shooter

by calling him a man.

Well, he was a man.

His name was Jack Cole.

Any truth to the rumor
you've been hunting

him down for four years?

Four years hunting an animal?

That wouldn't make
much sense, would it?

Sure wouldn't.

Especially if he's
not worth killing.

It's always nice
seeing you, Matt.

Kane.

You know, the
trouble with killing

a man, whether he needs it or
not, you get hanged for it.

[chickens clucking]

[door hinges squeaking]

You got the salve?

JONATHAN: I'm getting it.

Here, you got the bandages?

Yeah, a whole bunch of them.

See?

Let's go.

You seen my kids, Mr. Kane?

Yeah, they're just
heading up the hill

with some salve and bandages.

That dog.

Maybe we should give him some
milk and maybe some bones.

Maybe only some milk.

He shouldn't be eating
until he feels better.

[dog growling]

Kids, get away from that dog.

But Ma, it's Dobie.

I said, get away.

Come on.

Now get on back to the house.

But, what's gonna
happen to Dobie?

He's got to be done away
with, now you know that.

Dobie wouldn't hurt anybody.

Just look at him.

JONATHAN: Yeah.

Well, if he's the dog's
been killing all the stock,

he is hurting people.

Suppose he isn't the dog
that did all the killing?

I don't know
anything about that.

That's up to the marshal.

Can't we just keep
him for tonight?

I mean, until his
leg gets better?

And he might eat something.

You always said to be
kind to dumb animals, Ma.

Please, Ma?

He's really gentle.

We've been petting him,
and he remembers us.

Honest, he does.

Please, Ma.

All right.

But the marshal's gonna
have to come out here,

and that's all there is to it.

Now just get on
back to the house.

But what about Dobie?

We'll just tie him up
alongside the barn there.

All right, Ma.

[dog growling]

KANE: You do any
snapping, my friend,

and you'll never see morning.

He does act awful tame now.

The bullet just creased him.

Seems a shame.

Don't waste your
sympathy on him.

You don't reclaim a wild dog.

Once they've killed,
it's in the blood.

Does that apply to men, too?

Don't try to make
something out of nothing.

He isn't eating, Ma.

Well, just leave him be.

You kids get on
in the house now.

You've got chores to do.

Go on.

I'll be leaving, Mrs. Johnson.

Leaving for where?

My horse is fit.

And I've got something
that needs doing.

I'll be passing through Dodge.

I'll tell them you've
got the dog out here.

Oh, um, I'd
appreciate it if you'd

ask them to make sure it's the
dog's been killing the stock

before they do away with it.

I'd kind of like to
set my mind at rest

about that for my kids' sake.

I'll mention it.

You said you used
to be a gunman?

I said that.

Are you still?

Maybe.

You know, I've often wondered
what-- what makes a man

use a gun against another man.

I mean, when it's so plain
that he could be anything

he wanted to be.

It would appear as
you- you've just

given up on yourself because
you don't want to be different.

Mrs. Johnson, don't try to
tell me how to live my life when

you're afraid to live your own.

Who says I'm afraid
to live my own?

I'm not afraid to reach
out and touch life.

I don't sit and dream
into a night sky.

What I want to do, I do.

What you want,
you're afraid to do.

I'm not-- I'm not-- I'm
not afraid of anything.

I mean, I've got--

Dishonesty doesn't
become you, Mrs. Johnson.

You're not all that angry.

Matthew, you wanted
to see me, did you?

Yeah, the wild dog turned up.

Howard Kane rode in
a while ago, said

it showed up at Abelia's place.

It showed up out
there again, huh?

Abelia wants to keep
the dog until somebody

can identify it as the
one that did the killing.

Well, like I told you, Matthew,
them young'uns of hers think

that could be a
pup of theirs that

run off a couple of years back.

Reckon they could
be right about that?

Well, it could be.

Ed O'Connor can
identify it because he

got a good look at it the night
it killed one of his calves.

Take him with you
in the morning.

All right.

Matthew, supposing
that there is the dog

that's been doing that killing?

Well, if it is, there's
only one thing to do.

Yes, sir.

[cattle mooing]

You're slowing down, Cole.

There was a time when you'd have
drawn and fired on instinct.

We'd both feel a lot more
comfortable if you'd put

both hands back on that bottle.

Oh, lord.

Oh, I've got to
explain something.

Oh, I knew you'd
have an explanation.

I mean, any man that would
sell out the friends he was

riding with, shoot one
of them in the back,

he's got an explanation.

I mean, you've got
feelings, Cole.

You didn't enjoy
doing what you did.

No, I sure didn't.

I really, truly didn't.

I mean, there was
more to it than just

the money they paid you.

I ain't gonna do it, Howard.

You ain't gonna do what?

Go for my gun while you look
like you're lighting a cigar.

I know you better
than that, Cole.

You need more of an advantage,
like a-- like a man's back.

They did pay me, Howard.

But it was more than the
money, like you said.

They said they'd kill you.

That's right.

And they said if I didn't help,
they were gonna come after me.

And they were going to drag me
out in the middle of the night,

and they wanted to slice
me up with a knife.

They sure knew how to size
up their man, didn't they?

I didn't see no way out.

All right, stand up.

You can have one more drink
out of the bottle if you want.

Oh, please, don't.

Come on, Cole.

You're a minute from dying.

A little dignity, a little
pride, give yourself that much.

I ain't much for
begging, Howard,

but I will if you want me to.

See Howard, I'm nothing.

I'm so scared, I'm sick, Howard.

Look at me.

I've been like this
for four years.

Scared you'd show up,
changing my name, hiding out.

Oh, not eating, not sleeping.

Please, please, please,
Howard, I'm begging you.

You get on you r feet!

You weren't this way
then, crawling away

with your bullet in my back.

I heard Stevens
begging for his life.

They were willing
to let him off.

It was you who
said, nobody lives!

You put a bullet in him!

I was scared!

Oh god, I was scared
of anybody left alive.

Please, Howard, please.

You keep hiding, Cole.

And you'd better travel
some distance, because I may

change my mind and come back.

[gunshot]

[gunshot]

[sound of horse approaching]

What happened?

You might say an--
an error in judgment.

You know you've
got to see a doctor.

You just-- you just know that.

I won't be nowhere
near Dodge if I do.

Well, you can tell the
marshal what happened.

Yeah, I came here
to kill a man.

And-- and I did.

But you didn't
do it on purpose.

I mean, you was just
defending yourself.

Four years searching
for a man and I

was just defending myself?

[grunting]

You can't just
keep running now.

You're never going to have
any chance for a normal life.

A normal life?

I got no more chance of changing
the way I live than that dog

out there.

And no more chance of
surviving turning myself in.

How far you think
you're gonna get?

Well, I can't stay here.

Well, I can't leave you to
go out that door just to crawl

off in some hole and die.

Well, it's better
than the end of a rope.

Now, wait a minute.

What-- what about the
kids' place up on the hill?

Nobody knows they got
that little hiding

place up there in the bushes.

I'll keep them out
of there, and you

just stay there until you feel
like riding out some night.

You know, maybe after
they stop looking for you.

Why should you do that for me?

Cause I got no
brains, that's why.

I'll get you some blankets.

FESTUS: Morning, Abelia.

Festus.

Morning, Mrs. Johnston.

Hi, Ed.

FESTUS: I brung Ed out with
me so he can tell us for sure

whether that's the dog that's
been doing the killing.

See, he got a pretty
close look at him that day

he killed that new calf of his.

He's right over here.

[dog growling]
FESTUS: Howdy, young 'uns.

Hi, Festus.

Hi, Festus.

All right, boy, he's all right.

That's him, all right.

No mistaking those markings.

JONATHAN: He's all right.

He's not wild no
more, Mr. O'Connor.

But he doesn't bite or nothing.

He just wants to be
friends with people.

Now Marieanne, I agree that it
might just be possible for him

to make adjustments to people.

Even some wolves do that.

But when a wild dog like
him gets killing to eat,

well, you just can't
hand-feed them again anymore.

Especially when he sees
live, warm-blooded farm

animals around.

Well, Ed, I know
that you farmers

have got every right to want
to get ride of this here dog.

But don't you reckon he's been
around the home place here

and around these
young 'uns long enough

to where he ain't
gonna want to be

killing no more for his feed?

Festus, you know what's
gotta be done here.

Well, don't you think what
Festus is saying might work?

Absolutely not, Mrs. Johnson.

Well, you give a wild
dog like that a choice

between human-scented food and a
live, warm-blooded farm animal,

there ain't no choice.

It's just instinct--
instinct for him

to go for that animal's throat.

You mean like that there
lamb over yonder, huh?

[lamb bleating]

Especially lambs like that.

Why, that pack he's
been running with,

why they-- they've brought down
dozens, just since last spring.

Well, supposing we was to take
that there little lamb yonder

and tie him off down
yonder someplace.

And then the young 'uns here
got a plate full of meat.

They be up on this side, and
I was to lead old Dobie there

in betwixt the two.

Are you saying he'd go
for that lamb's throat?

I'll bet you a flat
hundred dollars he'll be

at that lamb in three seconds.

You ain't got a hundred
dollars, no more than I have.

I'll tell you what
we'll be doing here.

We'll be betting whether that
dog lives or whether he don't.

How's that?

[lamb bleating]

Well?

Let's get some meat.

Yeah, come on.

DILLON: Abelia.

ABELIA: Marshal.

DILLON: Well, what's going on?

Oh, they're just testing the
dog to see if he's still wild.

JONATHAN: Hurry up!

Come on!

ABELIA: Didn't you
come about the dog?

No, I didn't, Abelia.

Man named Cole was
killed last night.

I'm afraid it may have
been Kane that did it.

Well, why didn't
Festus mention it?

Well, he came out here this
morning before I found out.

Why, why in the world would
you think it's Mr. Kane?

Well, it's a long
story, Abelia.

It goes back a long way.

Abelia, the tracks we've been
following lead this direction.

Are you sure you
haven't seen him?

You want to search my house?

Not if you tell me
he isn't in there.

You can be sure I'm not going
to have anybody around my kids

that's a killer.

FESTUS: Matthew, we're
fixing to test this dog.

You want to watch?

Excuse me, Marshal, it's
awful important for my kids.

DILLON: Abelia.

[lamb bleating]

DILLON: You go ahead, Festus.

I want to take a look around.

JONATHAN: Come on, Dobie!

Come on, Dobie, you can do it.

Come on, Dobie, this way.

That a boy.

Come on, come on, over here.

Come on, Dobie, you can do it.

Come on.

No, Dobie, over here.

Dobie!

See the food?

You can do it.

Dobie!

Dobie, get over here.

No, Dobie, don't go that way.

JONATHAN: Come on, Dobie!

See the food, Dobie, come on.

This way.

Come on, Dobie.

Good boy.

Please Dobie.

This way!

Just a little bit farther.

Come on!

This way!

Come on, Dobie!!

Come on!

Yay!

He did it!
Good boy!

Marieanne, you young ones
done good, didn't you?

He come right to you, just
like I knowed he would.

Well, I guess he's
your responsibility now,

Mrs. Johnson.

All right, Ed.

We'll keep him tied up
until we're sure he's safe.

Bye, Mrs. Johnson, Marshal.

Abelia, how bad's he hurt?

Hurt?

I don't know.

It wasn't the kind of killing
that you think, Marshal.

I'm still gonna
have to bring him in.

Where is he?

Can I talk to him?

DILLON: You think
it'll do any good?

I don't know.

But if you go up
there by yourself,

there's gonna be shooting.

And I'm kind of hoping
he gives hisself up.

Well, I hope so, too.

Well, he was here.

Kane!

DILLON: Kane!

Kane!

Kane!

Give it up!

[gun cocking]

[YELLING] You know,
you said you stood

as much chance as that dog.

But you was wrong about him.

He didn't have to die,
and you don't either.

Or maybe you do.

Maybe you don't have his brains!

Maybe you can't change
because you're too dumb.

If you got free, you'd
probably just always

be looking for some
hole to crawl in,

some place that no
human should ever be.

What's it gonna be, Kane?

All right, Marshal,
I'm coming out.

Anybody every tell you
you're a talky woman?

[kids chattering with dog]

JONATHAN: That's
a good boy, Dobie.

Hi, Mr. Kane.

KANE: Hi, kids.

JONATHAN: We're teaching
Dobie some tricks.

KANE: You kids sure
are doing a good job.

JONATHAN: Come on, boy.
Come on, Dobie.

ABELIA: You kids get over
there and milk that cow.

JONATHAN: OK.

ABELIA: And see if you can
do it without calling me.

[kids chattering]

It's been a long week.

The bullet Doc dug out of me
was from Cole's Derringer.

Gave the judge enough
proof, I guess.

Well, I knew everything
would be all right.

Figured I'd ride this
way and say goodbye.

You headed anyplace special?

Just maybe south.

Just get off by
myself for a while.

Clear my mind of
the last four years.

I wish you luck.

You think you'll be hiring
a man come next spring?

Usually do.

I just might be riding through
this way about that time.

-Bye, Mr. Kane!
-Bye!

Goodbye, Marieanne.

Goodbye, Jonathan.

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