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[theme music]

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

[dog barking]

Whoa.

Excuse me, can you tell me how far it is to Dodge City?

Are you all right?

A little dizzy.

Don't bother me none though.

I'm this far along, blood's all going to the baby.

Dodge is only a couple of miles, ma'am.

Yes, you'd better let me have a look here.

I don't understand, what do you--

You want I should go to fetch the doc in Dodge, Ellen?

That's not necessary.

I'm a doctor, Dr. Sam McTavish.

Well, what do you know?

Wasn't no woman ever born with a head straight enough to do

doctoring.

That's right, by jiminy.

Yes, I know.

I have my credentials.

I also have some pills I think may help your wife.

Oh, you're giving nothing to my wife.

Mine neither.

Pa and Ma, something's wrong with Esmeralda.

Ain't nothing wrong, Christina, 'cept she's getting

ready to have her pups any day.

She's just naturally tired, like your ma.

Esmeralda's an unusual name for a dog.

It ain't usual for a girl to be named Sam,

even if she is a doctor.

Are you a doctor?

Can you take care of Esmeralda?

Well, I'll have a look at her.

Hello, girl.

Gonna give her some pills?

[chuckle]

How long has that squirrel been dead?

I don't rightly know.

Have any idea what he died from?

What difference does it make?

Dead's dead.

Maybe so, but I think you should clean

this place up around here.

And certainly bury any dead animals you find.

Who give you leave to poke your nose into our business?

I'm only--

Time to leave, ma'am.

That's right, by jiminy.

That dead squirrel is the third dead animal I've seen today.

Doesn't that seem unusual to you?

Got enough worries without thinking about dead things.

Like you to leave us to our own business.

Mind if I call on your wife, see how she's doing?

I mind.

Yes, ma'am, I mind.

Woman doctor.

The only thing I'm saying is, Doc, folks

here about just ain't used to getting their self

doctored by no strangers.

Well, I just have to make this trip, Festus.

I'm only going to be gone a couple of weeks.

You'll be in good hands.

Well, golly Bill, Doc, you don't even

know who this here feller is.

For all you know, it could be some kind

of a quackadee medicine man.

Only thing you done was to advertise

for him in this here magazine.

Well, this here magazine happens

to be the medical journal.

Now, where in the thunder did-- oh, there it is.

And this here feller that you talk about, as you put it,

happens to have excellent credentials, just excellent.

Dr. Sam McTavish is a third generation

doctor in his own family.

And he graduated with highest honors,

and that's considerably more than I did.

[knocking]

Come in.

Dr. Adams?

Yes?

I'm Dr. Sam McTavish.

[theme music]

Would you be a good fellow and get

my other bags out of the buggy? -Yes--

Hold on just a minute here.

You, uh, you better go down and tend to the jail.

There ain't nothing needs tending to, Doc.

I was fixing to hang around and you doctor these here twinges.

You never had a twinge in your life.

Now, go on. Get out of here.

That doesn't mean he can't have them now, doctor.

I'm surprised you don't realize that twinges could be a symptom

of something very serious.

If you don't mind, I'll have a look at him.

Well, I most certainly do mind.

This happens to be my office.

And mine for the next few weeks.

I'm the replacement you hired.

I have our agreement in my bag.

Well, that agreement is not worth the paper

it's written on.

Really?

Really.

There happens to be a certain deliberate

deception involved here.

Is there?

There is.

Woman pretending to be a man.

There was no pretense involved.

You didn't ask if I was a man or a woman.

Well, certainly not.

Nobody in his right mind would even

suspect that a Dr. Sam would turn

out to be a Dr. Samantha, or Samera,

or whatever your name is.

In this case, Dr. Sam happens to be short for Samuel,

obviously due to my father's disappointment

at not having a boy.

Mine, too.

I didn't expect a doctor in the town as large as Dodge City

to be still living in the dark ages

where women are only allow to cook, sew, and have babies.

Well, these is certainly not St. Louis.

When a man gets shot around here,

he hasn't got time to wait until the doctor is

pulled up off the floor out of a dead faint.

Blood is blood, Dr. Adams.

I've seen my share of it.

Well, I'm not taking any chances.

Some of the people that get shot here are friends of mine.

I expect they'll soon be friends of mine.

I have every intention of holding you to your agreement.

Don't appear to me like you got no time

to scratch up nobody else, Doc.

Just not going.

Well, you just been to telling us

right along that you had to go.

You were saying that you owed everything to Doc Hudgins.

Dr. Hudgins?

Yes, and it just don't seem fitting that old Doc ain't

gonna be there, seeing as they're calling this here

new building after Doc Hudgins.

And he went put old Doc here for-- clean

through medicine school, right out of his own pocket.

Did you ever pay him back, Doc?

Oh, shut up.

Dr. Adams?

Yes.

Whether or not you decide to disappoint a benefactor

of the stature of Dr. Eldred Hudgins

is a question of your own conscience.

Whether or not you choose to break

our agreement in this manner is a question

that the law can decide.

I have every confidence they'll decide in my favor.

Good day.

Ma'am, what about these here twinges on I'm having?

I suspect they're nothing more than an acute case

of curiosity.

And since you're my first patient in Dodge City,

there'll be no fee for that diagnosis

other than helping me into the Dodge House with my bags.

Yes, ma'am.

Until the doctor leaves.

You going, Doc?

No, I'm not going.

But you are.

Get out of here.

Kitty.

Hello, Doc.

Hi, Matt.

Hello, Doc.

Well, I understand your replacement got here.

Oh, I'm sure you heard all about it.

Yep.

He's blabbed it all over town.

All I done was to say that the new doctor

got to town, that's all.

Well, tomorrow, you can say that that there

new doctor got out of town.

That's what you can say.

Dr. Adams, I've been looking for you.

Why?

Dr. Sam, this here is Marshal Matthew Dillon.

And this here is Ms. Kitty.

She owns the Long Branch here.

How do you do?

Well, Doctor, won't you sit down?

Thank you.

Welcome to Dodge.

Well, thank you.

And helpful hints how I can get him to say that?

How about a drink and we'll ponder that problem.

She is the problem.

What'll you have?

Brandy, please.

Brandy?

It's very good for a variety of ailments.

Taken in moderation, it's quite good for the ingestion

and for the nerves.

Judging from your disposition, Doctor,

I think you could use some.

[laughter]

Oh, you're going to be good for business.

Whose business?

Sam, brandy.

Right, Ms. Kitty.

Oh, uh, Doc, if she happens to be wrong about the benefits

of brandy, would you do me a favor

and not spread it around town?

Well, Doctor, I understand you're from St. Louis.

Yes, I shared a practice there with my father until he died.

Thank you.

He was a wonderful man.

He never once in his life broke his word.

By the way, Doctor, I just spent the last few hours

with Judge Brooker.

He tells me you're wrong about our agreement.

It's perfectly legal.

You're liable for my room and board

until your quarters are vacated.

I am not liable for any--

MATT: Now, wait a minute, Doc.

You know, Judge Brooker was always

the best lawyer in Kansas.

Now, if that's his opinion, I wouldn't exactly contest

it, certainly not in his court.

I'll be out at the Wood Stevens.

Well, he isn't the first man to resent a woman invading

the sacred world of medicine.

Why don't you have supper with us?

Sure enough we can figure out a way to thaw him out.

Sure.

Like they say, four heads is better than none.

Marshal?

Name is Barn Bascomb.

We're camped out of town a ways at the old Johnson place.

What's the trouble?

It's my wife, Ellen.

It's her time, Marshal.

Some of the other women in camp say she's got to have

a regular doctor real quick.

Well, Doc Adams is out of time.

He's out at the Wood Stevens place.

That's about five miles south on the old road.

But we have a doctor right here.

I'd be happy to help your wife, Mr. Bascomb.

Stop meddling, woman.

She's only trying to help you.

Don't need that kind of help.

Mr. Bascomb, I realize you don't like me.

I'm not sure I like you either.

But your wife does need a doctor and I'm the only one

available right now.

May I please just go hold her hand?

You can do whatever comforting you want to,

ma'am, but don't do no doctoring till I fetch this Doc Adams.

I wonder if he'll run me out of town if that baby

gets born before he gets back.

They don't often wait, do they?

You know, I think it'd be good idea if Festus went with you,

Doctor.

Oh, thank you, Marshal, but I can assure you I

need no help delivering a baby.

Well, that wasn't exactly what I had in mind.

You see, it's the fact that you're new in town

here and all, I-- well, I just feel better

if Festus went along with you.

If you don't mind?

All right.

I'll fix a buggy.

I sure am glad it's a boy.

Pa's always wanted a boy to go hunting with him.

Boys is nice, all right.

This one is buffalo hide he took.

They're real warm for sleeping.

How's my wife?

[baby crying]

She was just fine, Mr. Bascomb, until you woke everybody up.

Think you have a nice surprise for you.

Doc, we sure had us a busy night.

How many babies be getting at old Wood Steven's house?

You're telling me there's twins?

Triplets?

Not exactly, one baby, two puppies.

I don't expect any complications, Dr.

Adams, not from the Bascombs.

You better go check my other patients though.

[laughter]

You're gonna see.

He's gonna be a real man.

Just listen to him.

He looks just like you, Barn.

Oh-ho-ho.

Hey, there's a pair of lungs.

Here, here, here.

[baby crying]

How's mother?

Just fine, Doctor.

Things went real easy.

No problems?

Dr. Sam's so nice.

Is she ailing, Dr. Sam?

I'm afraid she is, Festus.

I only wish I knew why.

Well, I reckon it ain't too long for a dog

to get to feeling peaked every now and again, is it?

No, except-- Festus, is it common in this part

of the country to find dead squirrels alongside the road?

No, wouldn't say it's common.

No, ma'am.

Well, could be a coincidence.

Let's hope it is.

[knocking]

So you came to say goodbye?

The bill for my board.

I told you yesterday--

Shouldn't you be packing?

I'm not going anyplace.

I don't understand you.

You owe everything you have to that sweet old Dr. Hudgins,

and now you refuse to be present at his moment of glory.

I think that's shameful.

I don't care what you think.

I've a got a sick boy to attend to--

If you'll just gave me the direction--

Listen to me.

Dodge City is no place for a woman to practice medicine.

It's not safe out there at night, I tell you.

Dr. Adams, my safety is no problem.

I've been a crack shot since I was 12.

The answer's no.

Very well.

Then I'll stay here and take care

of any patients who come in.

You just might possibly be the first woman

that I have ever forcibly ejected from this office.

I sincerely--

No, no, don't try that either.

Sincerity is the one thing a woman

always falls back on when all other forms of deception fail.

Very well.

Then I shall go see Judge Brooker

and have him take the appropriate legal action.

If you were a man, I'd whip you.

I were a man, you couldn't whip me.

A little brandy for your disposition.

Oh.

Both doing just fine, Mr. Bascomb.

I owe you my thanks, Dr. Sam, and some apologizing.

Not at all.

Where's Esmeralda and her pups?

Esmeralda died.

When?

This morning.

Chris took it real hard.

She's kind of sitting by herself out at the creek right now.

Could only keep one of the pups, had to give the other away.

Mr. Bascomb, can I borrow Chris this afternoon?

I'm afraid this puppy's going to die.

I'd hate to have her go through it again.

Well, yes, ma'am.

I mean, I don't mind her going with you at all.

I'll go get her.

Good heavens, look at that.

That's beautiful.

What kind of a fish is that, Kitty?

It's catfish.

Catfish?

15 pounder.

Well, look.

Who caught that?

Oh, a woman we know.

What?

And she didn't have to use none of them

fancy doodads to catch him with neither, just

old willow pole and some worms.

That's all.

Just a minute.

What do you know about this?

Who was it?

Dr. Sam.

She asked me where the good fishing was at and I told her.

Mhm.

You bet you did.

You told her.

And I know what you told her.

You told her it was Crooked Creek.

That's what you-- and you told her where that catfish--

I've been trying for five years to catch that very cat-- That's

my catfish.

Well, Doc, you know, telling about it's one thing,

catching it's another.

Hm.

And that there another thing is something that you ain't

been unable to do neither.

Oh, shut up.

I'll tell you what I'm going to do with you.

The next time you come to my office

with one of your imaginary ailments,

I'm going to cure your biggest one.

I'm going to sew up your mouth.

Here, Ms. Kitty.

Thank you, Festus.

I'll bet she was mighty pleased with herself over that.

No, she just seemed like her usual pleasant self,

not like some other fisherman that I know around here.

She didn't appear too happy when I seen her.

Some kind of trouble out at the Bascomb place.

Bascomb? What kind of trouble?

I don't know.

Just pure old worrying, I reckon.

Mhm, just what I figured.

She's found out she's got a handful.

Bet you.

-Here, Doc. -No.

No, no thanks.

I-- I-- I don't want any.

Why not?

Well, I just don't want any fish.

I've-- oh, good heavens.

There's some folks I got to see.

I'll-- I got to see some folks.

The old Doc is sure getting skitterdidy here lately.

You notice that?

That's one word for it.

[crying]

All right, now.

Just tell old Doc what it is.

My puppy died.

I hadn't named her yet, and she died.

Chrissy?

You can see your mother and your little brother now.

Dr. Sam, you knew, didn't you?

You knew she'd die when you took me off fishing.

It's bad enough when it happens.

It's worse to watch it happen.

When I grow up, I'm going to be just like you.

That's quite a compliment.

I'm the only other lady she knows who likes to fish.

What are you doing here?

Well, Festus told me that you might be having

some problems out here and I--

You immediately assumed the worst.

Well, yes, I'm-- I'm afraid I did.

Now, Doctor, I don't-- I don't want to be unreasonable about

this, but the truth of the matter

is folks around here will-- they just

won't accept a woman doctor.

They won't do it.

Folks around here, or you?

How many folks have you asked?

I don't have to ask.

I know.

Bet you my brand new stethoscope there

isn't a patient you have I can't win over.

Let's make some calls.

Now you come back soon now, Dr. Sam.

We'll have a little time for some coffee

and gabbing maybe, if you ain't in a hurry.

-All right. -Bye.

Goodbye.

Who's next?

Minnie Carver's next.

She's enjoyed ill health for years.

Think she's got ever disease in the book.

You-- you just wait.

And-- and only this morning, I had this

tingling feeling right here.

And I could feel along my right side this ache, now, not

a tingling, mind you, just the ache kind

of spreading and making it hard for me to breathe

walking out to the hen house.

I tell you what, Mrs. Carver, I think

I have just the thing for you.

Oh.

If you take one of these pills after every meal

until the entire bottle is finished,

your tingling and aches will be a thing of the past.

You don't say.

I certainly do say.

Oh, isn't she wonderful?

What have you here?

Oh, it's my puppy.

Well, he looks like Chris' pup.

Oh, yes, the little Bascomb girl.

I was passing by their place and she offered it to me.

Cute, isn't he?

He's a might peaked though.

He was frisky when I first brought him home,

but he's awful quiet now.

Well, he's probably just homesick, Minnie.

I tell you what, you just keep him warm and give

him some milk when he'll drink it,

sugar and water when he won't.

What bothers me is that they all seem to have the same thing.

Well, it wouldn't be unnatural for the puppies

to take it from their mother.

Yes, but where did she get it?

And what about all those other dead animals?

I don't know.

If it was an epidemic like anthrax,

we'd have heard about it.

But one thing's sure, any news of cattle sickness

travels fast in Dodge City.

Doctor, something else I want to ask you about.

Those were sugar pills you gave Minnie.

Now don't you think that could be considered malpractice?

Certainly.

Well, you-- of course you're not going to send her a bill.

Certainly.

I'll send her a bill. She won't pay me.

And that'll make her feel better.

Doctor, you up to a long night?

Yes, why?

Well, just thinking, there's a lot of my patients

I think I'd like to have you meet before I leave.

Before you what?

Now don't get so surprised.

You're the one who's been doing all the talking

about me going away.

Yes, I know.

But I've been thinking about it.

You wouldn't spend a single peaceful moment.

I'll take the stage out tomorrow.

Tomorrow, if you make move to get on that stage,

I'm going to have Judge Brooker haul you into court

for breaking our agreement.

I'd dearly love to see the rest of your patients, Dr. Adams.

Would you looky there, Matthew?

Now if that don't beat all.

Just looks for all the world like a couple, don't they?

-Sam? -Hm?

Doctor?

Sam?

You awake?

Yes.

Yes.

You went sound asleep.

Oh, I'm so sorry.

Well, we're home.

There.

I'll walk you home.

Oh, thank you, that-- that won't be necessary.

Oh, I know it's not necessary.

You're perfectly capable of taking care of yourself.

I understand that.

But, Doctor, tomorrow, after I'm gone,

you can start practicing medicine.

But, tonight, you're a lady.

And I always walk a lady home.

Ready?

Mama?

Mama?

Your Ma can't come, Chris.

I'll fetch Dr. Sam soon as sun's up.

You're going to be all right, Chris.

Chrissy?

Chrissy, you're gonna be all right, honey.

Chrissy?

Take a deep breath.

Let it out.

That's good.

Now take another.

[coughing]

OK.

I'm so sleepy, Dr. Sam.

You just close your eyes and go to sleep.

I'll be right here.

What's she got?

I'm not sure.

I heard some kid once, and the boy,

he come down with something they called typhus.

Before it was through, it wiped out the whole family.

It's not typhus.

You said you weren't sure.

I'm sure of that.

And you weren't sure that it wasn't catching.

No, I can't be sure of that.

Ah.

And before something happens to 'em,

I'm moving Ellen and the boy out.

You can't do that, Mr. Bascomb.

You've already been exposed.

If she's contagious, and you leave this house,

you'll expose the whole area.

Ma'am, all I know is that they're healthy

and I aim to keep it that way.

Now, I'm moving them as soon as I fix up a place to take 'em.

Mr. Bascomb.

Get back into the house.

Put that fool thing away.

Both know you won't use it.

[gunshot]

What's the shooting for?

Dr. Sam?

Don't come any closer, Festus.

Back into the house, Mr. Bascomb.

What's going on?

Festus, I need help.

Has Doc left town yet?

No, ma'am, he ain't.

I've came out here to invite you to his goodbye party.

Tell him I need him, and hurry.

Yes'm.

The rest of you folks get busy and get this place cleaned up.

Haul that trash and garbage out here and burn it fast.

What's garbage got to do with someone being sick?

Don't ask questions, just do as you're told.

Yes'm.

Hurry and get some rakes and shovels.

Stop scratching them bites, Frankie.

Yes, ma'am.

You'll only make them worse, son.

Get that shovel.

Whoa, whoa, there, whoa.

Better not come any closer, Dr. Adams.

What is it?

It's Chris.

If I'm correct in my diagnosis, if you come in here,

I don't think you'll be able to leave.

She has a very high fever, nausea.

Her eyes are inflamed and her lymph glands are swollen.

Respiration?

No complications there.

She has a cough.

Oh, Galen, one other thing, I think you'd

better check on Minnie Carver.

Think you're right.

All right, this place is under quarantine.

What is it, Doc?

It's under quarantine.

I don't want anybody to go in that house.

All right, all of you, go on about your business.

Stay away from here.

Wonder what it could be.

I'm sorry to hear it.

What is it, Doc?

I don't know.

It could be almost anything, even the bubonic plague.

I want this house guarded.

I can do that, Doc.

All right.

Well, what about the Carver place?

Do you think it might have spread there?

Well, she has a good reason to suspect it

and I'm going to check on it.

Well, Matt, this-- this may seem like an extreme measure,

but I think that you ought to lock Dodge up tight.

Don't let anybody in or anybody leave.

You think it's that bad?

Well, Matt, if it's the plague, bad's an understatement.

You know, it almost wiped out the entire city of London

in the 14th century.

And the worst thing is nobody knows what caused it.

We do know that if we can keep people from moving around,

we just might stop it from spreading.

Well, I'll close the roads.

[crying]

Well, at least that's a beginning.

MRS. O'REILLY: Dr. Sam?

Dr. Sam?

Better, Frank?

He's burning up with fever.

Doc, has he got it too?

He's all I got.

Dear God, don't take him from me.

Be quite, don't panic.

If you do, they will.

Help me get him into the house.

Anything I can do to help, Doctor--

I wish there was, Festus.

I truly wish there was.

Well, you folks better just get on about your business.

It's getting to be terrible.

Sure is, Harley.

[dog barking]

Heard what's been going on here, Festus.

We want these people out of here now.

Well, you just hold on here now, Joe.

They're squatters.

Got no right on this ground.

What's left when they leave, we're burning down.

Burning?

You just listen to me--

We're burning, whether they leave or not,

pouring their sickness in the same creek

our cattle drink out of.

Oh, they ain't--

Festus, we're giving you 10 minutes to move

those people out of here.

Me and my brothers got a lifetime spent

building up a cattle spread.

If you don't move them, maybe some matches will.

Joe, you're fixing to wind up in that Dodge City Jail

if I hear any more of your slack jaw about burning.

I'll give you a chance to ride out

of here on your own, Festus.

No, I'll give you a chance.

Stop it.

Stop it.

Get him.

Hold on to him, Joe.

Whoa, whoa, hold on.

Doc.

Hold on, what's going on here?

These knot heads is trying to burn everything, Doc.

Well, the only way to get rid of pestilence is to burn.

Then you just better figure on burning Dodge

City and half of Ford County.

You all know Minnie Carver.

She lives 15 miles from here and she's come down with it.

What do you want us to do, Doc?

Just stand back.

Keep away from me.

Beyond that, I don't know what to tell you, unless it's

just go home and pray.

Sam?

Sam, what's the matter with you?

Nothing a little sleep wouldn't cure.

Well, are you sure that's it?

Doctors are indestructible.

Don't you know that, Galen?

Oh, much obliged to you, ma'am.

Smells plum [inaudible].

Say, that looks good.

When'd you get time to do that?

I've been trying to tell you about the advantages

of female doctors.

They also cook.

Your breakfast will be ready in a minute.

Aren't you gonna eat?

Yes, as soon as I fix the children something.

You know, if I was a betting man,

I'd sure put my money on you to out-man any man I've ever seen.

I think that's a compliment.

You're the only woman I've ever known that would recognize it.

It's funny.

What is?

I realize Sam is a strange name for a woman, but Galen?

Oh, well, I think my parents were shooting kinda high

for me, although I didn't-- I didn't realize

it until I got in college.

First learned about Dr. Claudius Galen, you know,

practiced about 1200 BC.

Oh, of course.

You're very pretty.

You know, you actually smiled when you said that.

I did?

I must be hysterical.

You're very handsome when you smile.

Well, Doctor, your patients are all doing nicely.

Mother and baby fine, Barn's with them.

Mrs. O'Reilly's looking after her boy.

And Minnie, better keep an eye on Minnie, I guess.

So you had a pretty good sleep.

You feel better?

A little groggy.

Minnie's puppy died, didn't it?

Mhm.

I don't understand it.

Whoever heard of a dog carrying the plague.

Well, I don't think we're too sure about that, are we?

No, but--

Dr. Sam, I'm thirsty.

Say, that's a good sign.

Just-- don't you move.

You jump back in bed, honey.

I'll bring you a drink.

[groaning]

Just a minute, I told you to stay put

and I'm not used to being disobeyed by other doctors,

just patients.

Then consider me a patient.

Well, everything's fine upstairs.

How's Minnie?

Oh, I think she's improving.

She's more worried about losing her puppy than being sick.

There has to be some connection between those animals

and the people.

All right.

Right now, you're going to get some rest.

You're so tired, you don't even know your own name.

Sit-- whoa, wait a minute.

It's been dead a long time, but there

might be live things in it.

There you are.

Thank you, Dr. Adams.

Thank you, Dr. McTavish.

Well, Minnie, I'm sorry.

You can't go home yet.

Oh, why not?

Well, because you're just not well

enough to take of yourself. -I've been--

Shh.

I've been at death's door for years

and I took care of myself.

I know, but, Minnie, this time, you are very sick.

[crash]

Sam?

Sam?

Here.

Galen.

Don't talk.

Galen--

Don't talk, Sam.

First, burn the buffalo robe.

I did.

It's the fleas.

I know it's the fleas.

From Esmeralda, to the puppies, to the people,

to the buffalo robe, it's the fleas.

Write about it, Galen.

You'll write about it, Sam.

Don't wait for that.

You write about it.

I know it's the fleas.

I know it too.

Now, rest.

I'm so tired.

So tired.

Sam, gonna have some soup here.

Awful good, Sam.

Made it yourself, you know.

Darn good.

Just about out, too.

You're going to have to get up and make some more of it.

You're still trying to get me into the kitchen.

My kitchen, Sam.

Not very many-- not very many cooks that can

perform an appendectomy.

You make proposals the way you give compliments.

Well--

I just never ever practiced either one of 'em very much.

Yes.

Yes?

Yes, I'll marry you.

I love you, Galen.

Thank you, Sam.

We're gonna have to find a preacher with a sense of humor.

I, Galen, take thee Sam--

Sam?

Sam?

Sam?

No.

He ain't said nary a word to us.

Three whole days now, he's been going here

and yonder doing his doctoring.

And when he gets back, he won't even say maybe he'll

have a cup of coffee with us.

Well, Festus, I-- I think Doc will get around to talking

to us when-- when he wants to.

In the meantime, I think the best thing we can do

is just don't bother him.

I think he just wants to be alone with his thoughts.

Well, if the old scutter'd just growl at me once or tell

me I ain't got a brain in my head,

I'd feel a whole heap better.

Well, I'll tell you something.

I've known Doc a long time.

And I'll bet you money right now that he'll

show up the Long Branch one of these mornings

for early morning coffee.

Maybe not tomorrow, but--

Sam McTavish, MD.

You bet.

You bet.

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

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