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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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