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[theme music]

NARRATOR: Gunsmoke, starring James Arness as Matt Dillon.

Welcome home, Bramley.

Welcome home.

[gunshot]

[horse whinny]

Drop your gun.

Right in the water.

Now get off your horse.

That's right.

Now put your hands on your hat.

What do you want mister?

Name's Stark, Louis Stark.

We've got some business, sonny.

Your name don't mean nothin' to me.

I don't know who you are.

Well I'll give you a little hint.

Snap 'em on.

[theme music]

You hurt?

Huh?

Any teeth loose?

[chuckle]

Fair enough.

You tried me.

I encourage a man to try me, once.

If he's smart, he learns his lesson.

If not, I plink his spine just about beltline so's he

won't ever feel his legs again.

You take my meaning, sonny?

Yeah, I take it.

Now, later you can tell me where you stole that crow bait.

State of Texas usually pays the owner a little something.

And what do they pay you, poster watcher?

Well, if you was a dangerous murderer

or a famous highwayman, you might fetch up to, oh, $1,000

or more.

There'd be a dozen trackers snappin' at your tail.

But a little suck-egg weasel like you

draws bottom price, $200.

Dead, $50.

I rarely tote 'em back dead.

There ain't no profit in it.

Head cleared some?

Hmm?

Yeah.

Now, let's get you in a harness.

Sonny, I got one rule.

Break it and your walking days are over.

Stay a little ahead of me and to my right.

Hear me?

Yeah, I hear ya.

Yes, sir.

I hear ya.

How'd you get onto me?

There couldn't be a bulletin out so soon.

No, no.

State of Texas don't bother papering

the country for no suck-eggs.

Waste of money.

An old jailer friend of mine wires me whenever one of you

sneaks free of warden's hound dogs.

And that's how you make a living, huh?

Mm-hmm.

Real good.

Collecting trash, you might say.

But don't think it's always been this way, sonny.

I've had my share of the big prizes.

Is that a fact?

Mm-hmm.

Yessiree.

How would you like to make one more decent pay day?

[chuckle]

Down over that ridge, that's Dodge.

I got connections there.

You let me go, and I'll get you $500.

Keep snapping.

All right, I'll make it $1,000, five times what

you get for taking me back.

Mister, my pa owns a ranch on the other side of that town.

He'll pay ya.

He can afford it.

What?

Don't you like money or to see a man in chains that wallops ya?

You've got a smart mouth.

What do ya got to worry about?

If I'm lying, you can always hang these irons on me.

I ain't worried.

If you're lying, I won't need no irons.

I'll tote you back in a basket.

Yessiree, son.

Just a little old basket.

[chatter]

Hello, there.

Well, well, well.

If it isn't Adam Bramley.

We thought you'd left for good.

Well, Miss Russell and I had wild ol' hoopteedos.

Ain't that a fact, Miss Russell?

What he's trying to say is that I've thrown him outta here more

times than I care to remember.

She ain't no fun, just ain't no fun.

Whiskey, if you please, ma'am.

Beer for the boy.

Well, one thing's improved.

At least you finally found a friend who knows your size.

Miss Russell, Mr. Stark.

He's a kind of stranger to our town.

Welcome to Dodge, Mr. Stark.

I thank you kindly, ma'am.

I understand your father hasn't heard from you since you left.

Well, yeah, I've been out of touch.

His horse fell out from under him, Adam.

Bad spill?

He's in no condition to run that ranch alone.

Marshal.

Adam.

Come on.

Hey, where do ya you're going?

You heard what she said.

Now, look.

I ain't gonna dodge chuck holes all night.

We'll ride out there in the morning.

Now, you do what you want to do.

My pa is hurt and I'm going to him.

Kitty.

Evening, Matt.

I see young Bramley was in, huh?

Yep.

Did you tell him about his pa?

Yeah, I sure did.

That's why he left.

Who was that fella who was with him?

Said his name was Stark.

I've seen him someplace before.

[galloping horses]

Adam.

Hi, Bo.

Adam.

I thought I'd never see ya again.

How's pa?

Who are you?

How's pa, Bo?

He ain't well, Adam.

He ain't at all well.

Hey, Bo.

What the--

You shouldn't have come back.

You go on to bed, Bo.

I'll take it to him.

You shouldn't have come back.

Some tee pee.

That old daddy of yours must be an outsized man.

You wouldn't leave here too healthy if he found

out how we hooked up together.

Now, why do you think I rode you through your town, boy?

So's we'd be seen together-- insurance.

Anything happen to me, my jailer friend

would wire every law office in the West if I was missin'.

Along with a description of you.

I don't intend on making any stir.

My pa would take me back to finish my time.

Your daddy'd send you back to jail?

He'd consider it his moral duty to take me back himself.

That's the kind of outsized man he is, Mr. Stark.

You'll find your sister visiting the Stephens girl.

Well, that's all you've got to say to me after three years?

Why'd you come home, Adam?

I heard you were hurt.

Where did you hear that?

The drifter I met said he worked here for a while.

In California it was.

I don't remember his name.

California, huh?

Mm-hmm.

That's where I've been, pa.

I had a notion to try my hand in the gold fields.

That didn't turn out too well.

I was back it the mountains outta touch.

That's why I didn't write.

How are you, pa?

You got eyes.

Yeah.

Yeah, and I see nothin's changed.

What'd ya expect?

A fatted-calf welcome?

No, no, no, because we never forget in this house, do we?

Never.

It's a sign of weakness to forget,

and we'll tolerate the plague ahead of weakness.

Now, if you're through, I got work to do.

I'm not through. There's a man outside.

I owe him $1,000.

What for?

He staked me in California.

We were partners.

Well, next time he'll show better judgment.

I owe him.

Now, it's not his fault we didn't hit it.

Ain't mine.

You're refusing me?

NO.

When you left home, you cut the strings, both ways.

I can work the money out.

There ain't no better drover.

Now, you know that.

I'll do anything you say.

Anything I say?

Yes, and I mean it, pa.

Good.

Then you tell your friend you'll send

him the money as you earn it.

Now, run along.

I promised it now.

He can't wait.

You can start work tomorrow.

Didn't you hear me?

The man can't wait.

All right, all right, all, right.

I'm not going to run out on you.

I promise.

I give you my solemn word on it.

You tell Charlie to put you on tonight.

And you'll advance me the money.

No.

It's always the same, ain't it?

You wrapped up in that blowed up

opinion of yourself, playing god the almighty giver of the word.

Don't you bandy the Lord's name in this house!

The lightening rod of the law!

Not unless you're on your knees!

Do you hear me?

Yes I hear you.

All my life I've heard nothing else.

You got out the world for me, pa.

When I was a little kid, I got you and the Lord

and the devil so mixed up, I couldn't

tell one from the other.

And you want to know something pitiful?

If I was to get on my knees right now,

I still wouldn't know one from the other.

[ANGRILY] You get outta here!

I am you son, and I'm asking you for help.

You were never my son.

You had everything, every opportunity to be sitting

right there behind this desk.

I was waiting for you for once in your life

to stand on your own two feet. I was waiting--

Waiting for me to sprout to halo too.

Get out!

Ooh!

Bo!

Bo!

Get a doctor.

Get Doc Adams right away, Bo!

Looks like you're about to inherit a ranch, sonny.

[chatter]

[chickens clucking]

Where you been?

Admiring.

Yeah.

That old daddy of yours sure done himself proud here.

Whole lotta spread out yonder.

How much you reckon your daddy's worth, sonny?

I wouldn't know.

You must've run it through your head sometime.

Only natural you being his son and heir.

Hmm?

Well, I envy you, boy.

All my daddy left his whelps was a field full of weevil cotton.

Half a that belonged to the blood sucker who

owned the land we scratched on.

There was nine of us.

Rickets, runny nose, ignorant as blow flies.

You know what I done with my share?

Bought a pair a yellow shoes.

No boots, boy.

Genuine calf skin shoes.

You know, your daddy's awful smart buyin' up them scrawny

yearlings this time a year.

Yeah, with the rick grass we got, bringin' on feeders

pays off the overhead itself.

Hmm. Real nice spread.

He had it 35 years in the makin'.

Roughin' out prairie grass and more dry wells

that he brought in.

I see prime beef draws $14 a head, railroad prices.

How many you reckon your daddy run?

Don't you worry.

You're going to get your money.

I'll figure somethin'.

I'll be on my way.

I'll be back tomorrow.

Doc, you haven't said how he is.

Your father's had a heart attack.

Is it bad?

Bad?

Yes, but what's worse, it was unnecessary.

You have any idea how long I've been trying to get your father

to slow down, but he had to take a spill

before he'd even listen to me, and then he even bucked me.

Then we were making a little progress.

Little by little, he was beginning

to get at the hang of what was probably

the toughest thing that anybody had

ever asked him to do-- ease up.

Then you came back.

Bo told me about that fight.

That just might turn out to be the biggest

load you've ever had on your conscience-- if you've got one.

Seems like you're poison to everybody around here,

'cept me.

[inaudible], help me down.

Watch it.

Ooh.

You told pa you were at the Stephens.

Well, it's kind of a private signal.

Whenever I'm gone overnight, I'm always at the Stephens.

We finally come to an understanding, pa and me.

Welcome home, baby brother.

How is he.

He doesn't look so well.

Well, let's get it over with, then you can tell me everything

about where you've been.

Adam?

[door closing]

Oh, I see you finally got back from visiting the Stephens.

Get him outta here.

Carrion eater.

Just waiting for me to drop.

Don't start rubbing your hands, boy.

I intend to get out of this bed, and when I do, you--

Pa!

--you better be clear of my sight.

Now, pa.

It's all right, it's all right.

It's all right, Glory.

I was just leaving.

[door slams]

When did you take this medicine last?

And as for you, my fine fancy lady--

Don't start.

I'm the closest thing to your dead wife

you'll see this side of the grave.

Without me to keep your memories alive,

you'd just plain wither and die.

Now--

Don't speak.

Don't you think I know why you tolerate me?

You won't send me away, and I'm not ready to go.

Now, when?

Uh, it's overdue, I guess.

Mm-hmm.

Hog swill.

You're wrong about Adam, you know.

You always were.

Now, don't you start telling me about Adam.

You know something, pa?

I can't ever remember your stomping a downed animal.

It's only your son you have no compassion for.

Reasons enough.

I don't want to upset you.

We'll talk about it later.

I'll be in in a while to read to you.

Glory.

You're right, you know.

You do make me miss your mother.

I'm glad, pa.

Adam.

I want to talk to you.

Oh.

All right.

I do have my horse to look after.

Excuse me, ma'am.

[door opens and closes]

Who is that man?

-A friend. -Get rid of him.

Hmm?

I don't like his looks.

Get rid of him.

You don't know anything about him.

Well, you know how pa can size up a steer at a glance.

Well, I seem to have developed that same talent for men.

Yeah, I've heard that before.

Adam.

I've never seen you run with this kind of man before.

I owe him $1,000.

You want to tell me why?

Is that why you and pa had a fight?

He wouldn't loan me the money.

And that surprised you?

I was glad to be home.

I was determined to hit it off with him this time,

and I tried, Sis.

I swallowed my pride and I tried.

He wouldn't give an inch.

Nothin'!

Nothin'!

-And you owe that man $1,000. -And he won't wait.

He's a hard man to handle.

Is that all he wants from you?

What I owe him!

I'll handle him.

Mr. Stark?

I'm Glory Bramley, Adam's sister.

Ma'am.

We don't usually neglect our guests.

I'm afraid I must apologize.

Not necessary.

How's the patient?

Adam tells me he owes you some money.

I hope he got a good night's sleep.

My daddy used to say that was the Lord's own prescription.

He really believed that, but then one night

he just overdosed himself.

Never did get up again.

My older sister said he just quit livin'.

Like an old plow horse that just plods off and drops.

[chuckles]

The amount was $1,000.

Well, I see I been boring you.

I'm sorry.

Seems like the older I get, the more them

home days just come back to me.

Mr. Stark.

Adam might was mentioned.

If you will take this into Dodge, the manager of the bank

will draw it from my account.

Now, Miss Glory, no need for you to trouble yourself.

It's no trouble.

I'm in no hurry.

Well, you see, I am.

Because I want you off this ranch.

You did agree to $1,000.

That amount was mentioned by your brother.

Oh, I see.

But you want more.

Like I said, I'm in no rush.

You're making a very big mistake, Mr. Stark.

The only mistake would be yours if I

was to tell the Marshal why your little brother

belongs to me, horns and hide.

Suppose you tell me.

I got no business with you, pretty lady.

Well, isn't there anything I could do to change your mind?

Well, I-- I'm sorely tempted, Miss Glory, but--

Ow!

Well, that wasn't friendly.

Mr. Stark, I'm afraid you and I could never be friends.

[SINGING] Oh, my darlin', oh, my darlin', my darlin' Glory

mine.

You're lost and--

[footsteps]

Oh, oh.

You boys are makin' a mistake.

Where'd you get those scratches on your neck?

One more time.

How'd you get them scratches on your neck?

Oh, well, that was the doggonest thing that--

whatever happened, I just--

Oh!

Ah, ah, ah!

Unarmed man.

[fight sounds]

[chatter]

Ow!

You-- da--

[tumbling]

[grunt]

Ah!

[grunt]

Come around.

Ah!

[grunt]

[slaps]

Yeah.

All right.

All right, that's enough.

[thud]

Wait outside.

Go on, Charlie.

Let's go.

Are you ready to take this now, Mr. Stark?

Yes, ma'am.

I've earned it.

Oof!

Woowee.

My head ain't connected to my legs yet.

There was a time.

You must've been quite a man, Mr. Stark.

Quite a man.

Well, thank you for that, ma'am.

Get him on his horse and ride him off the property.

You just sent me back to prison.

So that's what it's all about.

Yeah, that's what he's got on me.

I busted out of a Texas prison.

They gave me two years of hard labor,

and they're going to give me two more when Stark takes me back.

Stark's not taking you anywhere.

I'll charge him with assault, and he knows it.

He's not that easy of a man to shake.

Why don't you tell pa?

I'd be in chains with pa pouring hell fire over my hide

all the way back to Texas.

You're just like pa.

Stubborn blind.

All he ever wanted from you was one truth, just

one simple truth, so he could be sure he had a son

and maybe you'd know you finally belonged someplace.

[saloon music]

Ruh.

[cough]

Ow.

[knock on door.]

Come in.

Marshal?

Hell Stark.

I understand you've been having a little trouble there, huh?

Who said so?

What's all that?

Oh, just had a little horse fall coming into town.

What brings you around these parts?

Seem to be my own business, wouldn't it?

You know, when a man comes into Dodge

huntin' people for bounty, I make it my business.

Well, I'm long outta that line a work, Marshal.

I left the Rocky Mountain Detective Agency long ago.

What field of work are you in?

Why, prospecting.

I thought I'd buy up some supplies

and head out for Colorado. -You know, Stark.

I don't care much for the reputation you made

for yourself up in the Dakotas.

Just keep in mind we got a little more law in Dodge.

I'll keep it in mind.

Evening, Marshal.

I thought you were supposed to be out rebranding the yearlings

that are coming in here.

Stark is still in town.

So?

So I got to get to him and find out what's on his mind.

Why don't you let him make the next move?

Because I know that move could be.

You listen to me, Adam.

The stupidest thing you can do is to try to kill that man.

Do you hear me? Adam!

[ANGRILY] Get outta my way.

Adam!

[knock on door]

Yeah?

[chuckle]

Well, sonny.

I figured you'd show up about now.

Sorry about you gettin' roughed up.

Mm-hmm.

I bet you are.

You got your $1,000 anyway, right?

I hear your daddy's outta bed.

Must relieve your mind to know you didn't

shove him into his grave.

When you leavin'?

[chuckle]

Oh, yeah, yeah.

I see.

You got your $1,000 and a soft bed.

What more could a man want, right?

Don't look like you'll be inheriting soon, does it?

You've got the money you wanted.

Mm-hmm.

From your pretty lady sister.

Sonny, I worked for that.

Woo woo, how I worked.

But from you, zero, nothing.

And you owe me.

All I've got is wages.

Maybe I can raise $300 or $400, but that's it.

That's trash! Also like hauling trash.

I'm finished with you!

That's all I got!

Can't you hear me?

Why?

I'll tell you why, sonny.

[slap]

Look at my face, boy.

Look at my eyes.

My left one's stone blind.

Right one's half fogged.

Gun blew up in my face.

Put me out of the big prize money forever.

I found me a diamond in the garbage.

Tell me that ain't so, and I'm going

to cut your throat right now.

Uh, all right.

You can come back whenever you need money, all right?

Oh, no, no, no.

I'd be tied to you, boy.

You'd be a boil on my backside forever more.

Stark, now I can't do any more.

I can't nothin'.

Yes, there is.

I'm going to explain it to you right now.

Hmm?

[clatter]

Now, you got yearling cattle delivered out on that spread.

Hmm?

I figure some of them must be cash deals.

So?

So I figure your daddy must have

some cash money in his safe.

About $5,000, huh?

Yeah.

Yeah, and I suppose the next you're gonna to tell

me is to rob my pa, right?

I'm telling you I'm going to be ridin'

along the southwest corner of your fences in two hours

exactly.

I'm going to have hand irons with me.

They're going to be for sale.

$5,000.

[ANGRILY] I ain't doin' it!

You don't show up, you better be ready to take a little trip

back to that Texas jailhouse.

Hmm?

Two hours.

Time's a wastin'.

[door slams]

[whistling]

Clementine.

Well, not again, boys.

Boss wants to see you.

Boss?

Mr. Bramley, come on.

He's waiting for you up there.

What's he want?

If it's your hide, we'll be glad to do

dig that 6 foot of dirt.

Your drover said you wanted to see me.

Get off that horse.

Couldn't quite make up my mind whether to kill you or not.

Kid finally come running to you, did he?

No.

No, he didn't.

Maybe that's something.

I don't know.

With that gun on me, you must know what's been going on.

I make a point of knowing what's going on, Mr. Stark.

When Adam stopped writing to his sister for money,

I had detectives trace him, and they

caught up with him just about the time

he busted outta that jail.

You knew all along.

I knew.

You gonna use that thing or ain't ya?

That stupid young fool.

It was all waiting for him, all that down there.

A man's love for his son is a hard thing to shake.

There comes a point when you just quit

waiting for him to measure up.

You concede defeat, you might say.

I said I was undecided about you,

but I know this-- I'm not going to kill you.

I built all that without killing a man.

That's an honorable trait, Mr. Bramley.

You want your son back in jail?

I quit making decisions for him.

Perhaps this last one.

There's a little better than $7,000 here.

That's all the cash I have on hand.

It's yours.

Take it.

Ain't never done anything like this before.

Always earned my way.

Not too pretty sometimes, but I earned it.

Still a man's chances have a way of gettin' eliminated.

I wish I'd had a hand in your chances, Mr. Stark,

but I guess now I'm not quite man

enough to teach you the lesson I'd like to teach you.

Don't fret too much, Mr. Bramley.

Your daughter give me a listen in Bramley manners.

All right. Now get off this land.

Yeah, you got it, all right, old man.

The eagle perched high, backbone straight as a tree.

You know, another time, another place,

you and I might find good things to talk about.

I doubt it.

Miss Glory?

Stark.

Where is he?

-Up on the hill with pa. -Come on.

-Now, wait a minute. -Hold it!

Pa's got a gun.

He won't let us up there.

Glory?

Sonny?

What are you doing here?

Come to close out our deal.

You're not gettin' any money.

Taken care of.

Your daddy had all the cash with him.

Understandable you couldn't find any in the house.

What are you talking about?

You're off the hook, sonny.

Your daddy felt you was worth the savin'.

From now on, you can breathe easy.

Pa paid you off?

Say this for him, he's a man who believes in top wages.

All right, hold it.

That's enough now.

Put 'em on, Stark.

Money belongs to my father, Marshal.

You're going down with me, sonny.

All the way.

Oh, why figure that?

You're just a belly full a twists and turns ain't ya?

You told the Marshal everything?

Yeah, he'll be taking me back.

But Stark will be goin' too.

Where's you father, Adam?

He's up on the hill.

Appreciate if I could go see him first.

All right.

Seems like in this place, a man just keeps gettin' bad news.

Charlie, better pick up this money

and hold it for Mr. Bramley.

CHARLIE: All right.

Let's pick up this money.

[cattle mooing]

They got Stark, pa-- the Marshal.

I mean, it got to a point where I'd

have to be robbin' from you, and that's one thing I couldn't do.

Well, I got to thinin' about a couple other things too.

Me, your kid, when you taught me to ride,

what you taught working cows.

Maybe you were right more than wrong.

We're wrong most of the time.

You looked every man square in the eye,

and that's something you don't teach anybody.

He's got to have it in him.

Boil it down, pa.

It's been nothin' smart I ever did, and maybe this sounds

like it isn't comin' from me, but I

always had a fondness for ya.

When you get right down to it, I guess you'd call it love.

I love you, pa.

Pa?

Pa?

Pa!

[sobbing]

Oh, my god.

[theme music]

NARRATOR: Stay tuned for scenes from next week's Gunsmoke.