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NARRATOR: "Gunsmoke,"
With Milburn Stone as Doc.

Amanda Blake as Kitty.

Ken Curtis as Festus.

Buck Taylor as Newly.

And starring James
Arness as Matt Dillon.

[baby crying]

[roaring]

[neighing]

[screaming]

[gunshot]

[screaming]

[gunshot]

[groaning]

That old bear really
ripped me up good.

And there's nothing
you can do about that.

I will go to Dodge City.

The doctor there can--

There's no need to hurry.

There ain't nothin' he'll be
able to do about it, either.

You know, maybe if I'd had
longer teeth, and claws,

I think I might have
whipped that old bear.

Hey.

Are you forgettin'
who your people are?

You're Cheyenne.

And their sorrow
their men alone.

And quiet.

That's better.

You'd better get
yourself something to eat.

Nothing you can do here.

We will wait.

I want to have a look at you.

Nothing you can do, is it?

Wasn't for that bear, I just
might have gone on forever.

How long before I cash in?

And I want that straight.

I can't tell you that.
I don't know.

I-- I know you've been
torn up inside pretty bad.

I've done what I can.

A week?

I don't know.

I reckon that's
about the third time

you admired that scar on my--

Well, I guess I'm not
the only doctor that

likes to look at his own work.

That's been a few years.

And that's a bowie
knife, if I remember.

Low code whiskey, sir.

Took me for a side of beef.

Somehow that scar and the
face don't go together.

You say your name was Jackson?

Sam Jackson.

Funny.

The man I stitched up's
name was Bodie Tatum.

What difference does it
make if I'm Tatum or not?

They can't hang a dead man.

Matt Dillon.

I hear he's a fair man.

He is that.

Yeah?

Well, there's a couple of
things I gotta put in order,

and I can't do 'em laying here.

I'd be willing to turn
myself over to Dillon

for a couple of favors.

I don't know.

You can't make a deal with
Matt-- I'll tell ya that.

And besides, I
don't think you're

in any position to bargain.

I'll tell him what you said.

Well, I guess she was worth it.

Worth it?

Yep.

Near losing my scalp, trying to
steal you away from that creek

buck.

You were a very foolish man.

He valued me.

He fought like it.

But-- I value you more.

I don't know that I ever
told you that, but I do.

-Whoa!
-Dodge City.

All out, folks.

Half hour rest.

Marion.

Oh, it's so good to see you.

There's someone here to see ya.

Your daughter's
[inaudible], anyway.

You were back in
that creek village,

that buck would be
cutting himself a stick

and putting it to your back.

They are your children.

There are things a man
must say to his children

before he leaves them.

You wanted them here.

How'd you reach 'em?

Telegrams.

I helped her send 'em.

She did the right thing.

Now, maybe you don't want it,
or deserve it, for that matter,

but at least you'll
have family here.

Come in.

Gwen?

And you'd be Marion?

Yes.

Maddy?

She's not here.

I'm afraid she
was the smart one.

Why'd you come?

I thought it
might be important.

There must be some reason
why you sent for us.

Like, there might be
some money to be left.

And you?

You are our father.

That's right.

But I didn't send for
ya, and there's no money.

Then who wired us?

My woman.

She thought it would
be what I want.

That Indian woman?

She's your wife?

I didn't say she was my wife.

I said she was my woman.

-And the child?
-My son.

With an Indian?

Yep.

All Indian.

And the moccasins up.

She's very young.

These whiskers might make
me look like a Rocky Mountain

goat, but I'm a man, and
it's plain to see the kind

of lives you two been livin'.

One little truth that don't
set with your Sunday manners,

and you go all pale and jittery.

That squaw of mine out
there-- now, there's a woman.

Pack like a mule, pitch
a lodge, ride all day,

and give birth after sundown.

Now, isn't that just like
a man to throw about that?

Trap yourself a squaw
to fetch and carry.

Leave those pale
face gals to those

who don't know any better.

Hello, father.

Maddy.

Gwen, you look like you've
been worked like a pack mule.

Or a squaw.

Marion, now, you're
exactly as I pictured you--

sweet, quiet, very proper.

Too bad.

Think you could find us some,
uh, spirited young fire eater?

Might loosen her up.

Maddy, not now.

Sorry.

Well, what happened to you?

A bear.

Well, the least he could
have done was finish you off.

Why'd you send for us?

Like I told your
sisters, it wasn't me.

But since you're all here
I'll tell you what I want.

I already told the marshal.

Somehow it seems more fittin'
if it's done by family.

Your ma-- she was a good woman.

And no matter what you
might think to the contrary,

I loved her.

Her grave, there in
Spearville-- there's a place

next to her there for me.

I want to be buried
next to your ma,

and I want you
three to see to it.

No.

You ran out on us when
we were still children,

and our mother worked her
way into an early grave.

You killed her.

I know what I did to her.

And to you.

And there was no changin' it.

There was nothin'
else I could do.

When I found out where you
all were, I did what I could.

Money?

We needed a father.

If we take you there, everyone
in town will know who I am.

I built a future in Spearville.

I'm not gonna chance losin' it.

I always thought I wanted
to see you dead and buried,

but under the
circumstances, I pass.

Well, I finally got my son.

A man's life don't take on
full till he can see himself.

A man without a
son-- no way to live.

Sure no way to die.

My son.

My son.

A fourth born, and
the only one that's

not ashamed to be a Tatum.

Maddy.
Come on in.

Maddy, this here's Kata.

That's Jonathan.

Guess he'd be your brother.

Doesn't look like a Tatum.

Well, he's got Tatum blood.

Maybe he'll outgrow it.

Well, at least you got
yourself a pretty one.

Indian women-- their
men always have the say.

That's their way.

But it's a good way.

I thought you'd be halfway
back to St. Louis by now.

My train leaves in an hour.

I just came by to drop that off.

Every penny you
sent me is there.

I don't want to owe nothing to
no man, including my father.

I know you hate me, girl,
but there's no fixin'

what's already been done.

Money was the only way
I had of helpin' ya.

When we buried
Ma, I cursed you.

You always was an
independent little cuss.

Even when you were a little.

Harder to handle
than a mule on ice.

After I was gone,
did your ma say much?

Some.

She never said anything bad.

I had to leave, Maddy.

There was men gunning for me.

She tried lots of times to
get me to put the gun up,

but I had nothing else to go to.

I was figuring on
taking my gun off,

after I'd taken
care of my family.

But things never went like
I figured, and it cost me.

It cost me a lot
more than it gained.

That gun cost me my family!

Bodie Tatum.

After that, he just disappeared.

The legend stuck.

Folks don't forget.

Neither have I.

Pa?

You want to know something true?

Ma-- she never stopped
caring for you.

She understood.

We all felt the pain.

Ma carried hers a
whole lot better.

But she's alone.

I know, girl.

And I never meant for her to be.

There's no sense to it now.

You're right.

There's no sense to it.

Now, you listen to me, girl.

I'm going to be
buried beside your ma.

If I have to crawl there and dig
a hole, and cover it up myself,

it's going to get done.

Just an hour ago you
didn't want any part of him.

What did he say to
change your mind?

Talk to him.

No.

Well, you both
hate him, all right.

Just like I did,
all these years.

But it didn't stop you
from taking his money.

Look, that plot of land our
ma's buried on-- there's

a place for him.

She wanted it that way.

All right.

All right, keep on hating
him, but do it for her.

Maddy, you don't
know-- well, I can't.

It's just not my
future that's at stake.

It's what?

It's my fiance.

Dirk's the sheriff
of Spearville.

Thinking of running
for mayor next spring.

Marry a Tatum?

Any chance he had--

What about your husband?

Does he know who you are?

No.

We live in a small
Iowa town, and it

would prove real awkward.

Why does he have to be
buried next to our mother?

What about his squaw?

Many have told me
of this man, Tatum.

This man you hate.

He's not the man I know.

Since 17 years old, I
have been his woman.

All I know is his gentle-ness.

He has talked of his
first life, the children

he had to leave,
the men he killed--

but that is not the man I know.

This man he talks of.

I do not want to give him
back to his first woman.

But I will, because
that's what he wants.

He also wants you with him.

He said that?

No.

He didn't say he
wanted you to come.

Your man shouldn't have
to tell you what he feels.

I will be with him.

You want to know what
a woman should be?

Look at that one.

Hey, Mitchell!

Mitchell!

Come here!

We just heard Bodie Tatum's
been took to Dodge City.

I received a wire from the
Dodge marshal he's dying.

Did he tell you he's
bringing him here?

Trying to get him buried
right next to his wife.

In our cemetery?

A few yards from my two
brothers, who Tatum put there?

He's not going to be
buried in the same ground.

If they're coming from Dodge,
we'll ride out and stop 'em.

Now, wait a minute.
Now, wait a minute.

There'll be no vigilante law
in this town while I'm sheriff.

Y'all stay out of it.

I'll handle it.

Now, Tatum won't be
buried in our town.

Bodie Tatum?

You're damn right he won't.

You ladies about ready?

What's that to you, marshal?

I'm gonna be going
along with ya.

There's still warrants out
for your father in Spearville,

and he's still my
responsibility.

Hyah!

Remember that stream that ran
near your family's village?

The Wewoca?

Yeah.

Good fish in there.

I always wanted to be there when
the boy made his first catch.

The worst thing about dying--
not seeing him take hold.

Not being there
with a guiding hand.

He will be a good man.

After, get yourself
another man.

No.

I'm tellin' ya.

You're a fine woman, but a woman
raising a boy alone-- a growing

boy-- needs a man's hand.

I wasn't there for my girls, and
I wanted to be there for him.

A woman can teach a boy
God, and gentleness,

and respect for the female race.

And washin' behind his ears.

But the rest is a man's doing.

I hope you will allow
me to mourn you first.

Only for a spell.

The doctor said
not to let you move.

What is the difference whether
I die here, or in the wagon?

Sit down, girl.

Just sit down.

Maddy's right.

You look worked, girl.

How old are ya, now?

30?

31.

Look like you're
going hard at 40.

I'm tired.

Kids?

No.

Well, no wonder you
look tired, and you're

aging like bad whiskey.

You're just sitting
around, waiting to die.

You're the one who's dying.

I ain't gonna die
until I'm ready,

and I ain't going to be ready
until I'm lyin' beside your ma.

You see, there's the
difference, girl.

I've lived.

I ain't always been
proud of what I done,

but I seen the elephant, and
I didn't let myself wrinkle

up like a dried
prune for the want

of courage to face the truth.

Gwen, we don't even
know each other.

I'm sorry.

I didn't mean to prod ya.

But you're blaming me for your
life, and I'm not apologizing.

I was a gunman.

It was my living-- our living.

When I was hired to
go to Spearville,

I didn't want to take
the family along.

Your ma didn't want us
to be apart anymore.

It was a-- it was
a range dispute.

There was a war, girl.

And war tears families up.

So now, you see, you're
living childless.

And an empty life.

But don't blame me.

I been guilty for a lot, but
that's one you called yourself.

You'd better get some sleep.

I still got a lot
more to think of.

So do I.

Hold.

Marion?

What are you doing here?

And with him?

He's my father.

Bodie Tatum?

I don't believe it.

I-- I was going to tell
you before we got married.

Honest.

It's true.

Well, no wonder you
changed your name.

Bodie Tatum left his
mark on Spearville.

He's still a wanted man.

I'm sorry, marshal.

You can't bring that
man into Spearville.

He is not going to be
buried in our cemetary.

I think he is, sheriff.

Marshal, those men, and
a lot of others like 'em,

won't stand for that.

Well, I don't think it matters
much what you or the people

in your town think of Tatum.

The fact is he has a legal right
to be buried where he wants to.

Marshal, I don't see that
that matters very much.

You see, I represent Spearville.

And I represent
Kansas, Sheriff.

I hated laying here all busted
up, with my horn sawed off.

Rest.

I'll be resting soon enough.

Those men-- they meant business.

It's time to split the blankets.

Yes.

It's too dangerous for
you and the boy here.

You're better off
back with your people.

You'll be safe there.

No.

It is my right to be with you.

I have more rights
than they have.

All right.

Then I sure never met
another squaw like you.

Tell the marshal
I'd like a word.

Tatum.

That squaw of mine picked
up some independence

since I got her.

Wonder where she
picked that up?

-Where'd you find her?
-Nations.

She's Cheyenne.

Creek stole her in a raid.

I took her from the Creek.

We haven't talked about
her and the boy yet.

I figured you'd
get around to it.

Well, I was doing
some thinking about it.

I wanted to settle 'em down.

Thought about Dodge,
and some other places.

But she's an Indian,
and he's a half breed.

So I guess they'd be better
off back with their people.

After, I was wonderin'
if you'd see to that?

Be glad to, Tatum.

I'd be obliged.

They're comin', Mr. Terrall!

Well, it's a great
job you did, Mitchell.

All right.

I want you men to
get yourselves armed.

I'll meet you at
the edge of town.

Now, go on.

Come on, men, go get your guns.

Hurry up.

Mr. Terrall, there's women.

And a child.
-I know.

I know, and one of
'em's your woman.

A Tatum.

Terrall, I'm the law in
this town, and I say--

You've got nothing to say.

You're the law because
we put you there,

and I know you got
your sights on mayor.

You let those people in,
I wouldn't count on it.

You'd be lucky if you
could live in this town.

What's on your mind, girl?

That sheriff this afternoon--

He's your man.

Yes.

You sure you want a
life with him, girl?

Come right down to it,
he'll go cold footed on ya.

He's a good man.

Only thing he's good
for is tuckin' tail.

Back there when it
counted, he didn't even

know you from fresh hide.

I know.

You know, you're the
one most like your mom.

Yeah.

The way you always
take things hard.

Everything a funeral.

You laughing at me?

No, girl.

I don't laugh at nobody.

A couple of years after you
left, one night a man came.

I heard voices.

A woman's, and a man's.

Thought it was you.

Thought you were back.

I remember curling
up under the covers

and suddenly feeling very safe.

The next morning, he was gone.

But there was blood.

It was me.

I came that night with a
bullet in me, and on the run.

And your mom turned me away.

But it was the best thing.

I couldn't stay there.

It was dangerous for you kids.

But that was the last
time I seen her alive.

When she was dying,
she asked for you.

When I heard she was
dead, I visited her grave.

Marshal, turn back.

Get your men off
the road, sheriff.

I won't take the
responsibility for any violence.

Then get out of the way.

My father only
wants to be buried.

You don't care.

All you're worried
about is votes.

Please, marshal.

Turn back.

Not a chance.

Bodie Tatum's got a
plot of land bought

and paid for in your cemetery.

He killed my brothers.

And I'm not the only one
who lost family to his gun.

All resting in that cemetery.

Anybody stands in our way is
going to face a federal judge.

Burying him there would
be desecrating that ground.

I thought it was
just stopping him

from being buried, Mr. Terrall.

Not going up against
a US Marshal.

He's right, Ed.

We can't.

We didn't count on no
gunplay, Mr. Terrall.

I got a family to think of.

Shut up.

All of ya.

There's still enough
of us, marshal.

You bring Tatum into
this town, and you'll

be looking down rifle barrels.

Come on, boys.

Maddy.

Nice to see ya.

I'm talking to you, here
alone, without your sisters,

because I think
you seen a little

of the harder part of life.

Well, this is as
far as we're going.

You mean you're
letting us off the hook.

There's no use getting
you all planted, too.

You heard Terrall back there.

I'd only be getting you killed.

But having you all here with
me now, it was worth the trip.

I ain't gonna be staying
the night with ya.

You remember that
stream we passed

back there, a couple of miles?

Well, bury me there.

Under a shade tree.

We came to bury you next to ma.

Now, you listen to me.

I told the marshal, and I'm
tellin' you-- now, swear to me

that you will do it that way.

Mind if I think it over?

Don't take too long.

Maddy?

I know you got no use for us
men, and as hard as we are,

it's a lot worse to be alone.

There's nothing wrong with
giving yourself to a man.

If you think he's worth it.

Maybe I'll give it a try.

[baby cooing]

He is dead.

You been warned, lawman.

That trash doesn't
belong in our town.

Turn back.

Ladies, you just
dug your own graves.

[gunshot]

Now, you turn that wagon
around and get out of this town.

He's going to be
buried, Terrall.

He killed my brothers!

You're not gonna put
him in the same ground!

He was our father, Mr. Terrall.

And he's dead.

He can't hurt you anymore.

Move aside.

[gunshot]

All right, now, the rest
of you, drop your guns.

No!
No!

Drop them on the ground!

Now move aside.

There are those in this town
who tried to stop this man

from being buried there.

They said no because of what
he had done in the past.

But they had no right
to judge this man.

Only God has that right.

Why is it we practice
a lot of religion,

but not much Christianity?

I didn't know Bodie Tatum.

But you, his children, did.

They say that even in the worst
of men, there is some good.

There must've been a great
deal of good in this man,

for you to have come so far
and gone through so much.

But in the end, it's God
who will judge Bodie Tatum,

and what kind of man he was.

NARRATOR: Stay tuned
for exciting things

from our next "Gunsmoke."

[theme music]