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[theme music]

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

Good night, boys.

Well, it's about that time, Randy.

I'm ready to close.

Oh, yeah.

Sure, Sam.

"The Outlaw of Hangman's Gulch."

Yeah.

It's real exciting, Sam.

I'm sure it is.

You, uh, you want the loan of it when I'm finished?

I'll tell you, Randy.

Running the saloon bar gives me all excitement I need.

Yeah, I guess.

Good night, Sam.

Randy.

What are you staring at, boy?

Nothing.

No-- nothing.

"Vance Jessop.

Famous gunfighter known to have killed at least 15 men."

[door opens]

Yeah, you know me, all right.

You hero worshippers.

You're getting to be more dangerous than the law.

You're like a bunch of cockroaches.

You're all over.

Well, what are we gonna do about this?

These books and reading.

You know what I gotta do about you.

I'm sorry, boy, but I gotta make sure about you.

Boy, we could make a deal.

I can tie you up.

That'll give me a chance to get out of town.

Van-- Vance Jessop.

I-- I recognized him.

Vance Jessop?

That's who it is, all right.

Sam, what happened?

What's the shooting for?

Randy Gogan just killed Vance Jessop.

MAN: Randy Gogan just killed Vance Jessop!

MAN: Vance Jessop's dead!

He tried-- tried to kill me.

That gun killed 15 men.

[theme music]

Randy Gogan, we're waiting for you to tell

us about shooting Vance Jessop.

Hey, Randy!

Come on out here, gunfighter!

I wish-- wish they'd just go away.

They're proud of you, Randy.

Whole town's talking about how brave

you were to face that man.

And you were brave.

What's the matter?

Well, why don't they leave me alone?

I got-- I got a lot of work to do.

Oh, would you stop behaving like you're

gonna have a tooth pulled?

Now, why don't you, um, change into a clean shirt

and comb your hair?

Why?

Never mind.

Just do as you're told.

Go on.

Now, folks, I want you all to hear this.

Shh!

Shh!

Randy, open up. It's Mr. Burke.

Randy?

There.

It looks much better.

Well, go on out.

They're all waiting for you.

What for?

They won't bite you.

They're proud of you.

Randy, I'm proud of you, too.

BURKE: --waiting for a tramp ship to San Francisco,

and it was valued at $10,000.

Yay!

Hi, Randy.

Tell us how you shot him, Randy.

Were you scared?

Is he as fast as they say? Tell us, Randy.

Come on.

All right, now, you kids.

Quiet down, or I'll run you out of here.

Now, folks.

Now, I just got this telegram here from the head office

in St. Louis. "Please extend my personal gratitude

to our employee, Mr. Randall Gogan--

[cheering]

--on his bravery and loyalty in protecting

the valuable shipment entrusted to us by the Chicago Diamond

Exchange.

His exemplary action will not be forgotten when he has served

his apprenticeship and is ready to take his first step

up the promotion ladder.

Signed, DeWitt T. Graystock, President."

[cheering]

MAN: Go on, Randy!

MAN: Go on, Randy!

Well, Randy, don't you think the folks

deserve a little speech?

How 'bout it, folks?

Yeah!

Come on, Randy!

What's the matter with him?

He just isn't used to so much attention.

He doesn't mean to be rude.

Uh, all right, folks. Come on.

Let's break it up. Break it up.

Come on, kids.

Let's go home.

Matthew.

MATT: Why, that's Wade Pasco.

It's him, all right.

What do you reckon'll be bringing him into Dodge?

Well, I'll tell you.

We're gonna have a lot of visitors for that turkey shoot

Saturday.

But him, we better keep a special eye on.

[knock on door]

BURKE: Randy, it's Mr. Burke.

Open up.

Randy?

[knock on door]

Hello, Mr. Gogan.

Uh, Randy, I want you to cooperate with this gentleman.

Why, thank you, Mr. Burke.

I trust you'll forgive the intrusion, Mr. Gogan.

Now, Randy, this is your chance to get

wrote up in a big city newspaper.

If you don't mind, sir, I'll speak to the young gentleman

alone.

Uh, please.

All right.

Well, I'll be in the office if you need me.

Fine.

I, uh, was passing through town this morning

when I heard of your encounter with Vance Jessop.

That must have been quite an ordeal for you.

Sorta.

I'm a man of few words, so I'll come directly

to the point, Mr. Gogan.

I'm prepared to add another $100 to that reward

money for the exclusive rights to your story.

No, I don't-- I don't wanna be made a hero in no newspaper.

Oh, no, no.

I promise I will not use that, uh, cliched word, "hero."

I, uh, think I know your trouble, young man.

You can't remember what happened.

Now, I mean no offense, but that sometimes

happens when a man, particularly a very

young and inexperienced man, is suddenly

put under extreme stress.

I just-- I just want to be left alone.

Well, "I want it" or not, you're

public property now, Randall.

Now, you frustrate the public's curiosity,

and they're going to make your life intolerable.

A moment ago, just a moment ago, I heard the first words

of doubt cast about you.

I don't-- I don't care about that.

But the jealous ones, the envious ones, they're

going to make up their own story unless you preempt them.

Randall, uh--

Randy.

Every detail we need's in your mind.

We just have to search a little.

Now, from the beginning.

Let's see now.

From the beginning, let's see.

Now, you were in your room here.

Yes, you were in your room here.

Then you-- you heard a noise.

You turned.

There he was.

Vance Jessop, the infamous killer.

You recognized him instantly, right?

No.

What do you mean, no?

No, it was-- it was in the-- in the alley.

That's where I first saw him.

But you did recognize him.

Yeah, I figured I-- I did.

And I ran.

You ran?

Yeah.

Uh, back here to-- to check the magazines,

uh, check his picture.

No, no, no.

You-- you mean you-- you rushed to your room to make certain

of your identification, right?

I guess.

That night, he followed you.

But you were ready for him.

Well, he busted in on me.

You were prepared to face Vance Jessop.

Your gun was ready.

No.

Uh, the gun was-- was in the desk.

It's Mr. Burke's gun.

That's an unimportant detail, Randall.

RANDY: He-- he busted in on me, and-- and I got scared.

Uh, and he shot at me through the pillow,

and-- and then I ran through that door to get away.

He shot at you, and you ran?

Yeah.

Randall.

Uh, Randy.

Randall, your memory's playing tricks on you.

Why, if Vance Jessop shot at you from point blank range,

you'd be dead.

You'd be dead.

So now, that can't be the way it happened, now can it?

No.

Yeah.

Yeah, that-- that's exactly how--

We'll take your first answer as being correct, Randall.

Now, let's-- let's go back.

Let's go back and see if we can reconstruct

what actually did happen.

Now, we've already established that you had a gun out there.

Handy to protect that, uh, that, uh, shipment of diamonds that

was in the safe.

Oh, Mr. Burke, he doesn't tell me what's in the safe.

Whether Mr Burke actually mentioned the diamonds or not

is unimportant, but the pertinent fact is that you

were fully aware of that safe.

Now, isn't that right?

Oh, sure--

Exactly, exactly.

Now, what was your first thought?

Well, I, uh--

To protect those diamonds, huh?

So there you were, facing a notorious killer,

him watching you like a rattlesnake ready to strike.

But you had to divert his attention for one split second,

just long enough to get through that door and out there

to your weapon in the desk drawer.

Am I correct?

Of course, I am.

It's all coming back to you now, isn't it, Randall?

It's all coming back.

Now, I'm still saying that freight boy ain't telling all

he knows, 'cause he don't dare.

You're saying Jessop shot himself?

I'm just saying there's something funny about it.

That's all I'm saying.

Did you say Jessop?

Vance Jessop?

Freight boy shot him last night.

Shootout.

I was right there.

I saw Randy standing over the body with a gun in his hand.

And it wasn't a back shoot.

It was straight on.

Ain't nobody ever met Vance Jessop straight on

and lived to tell it.

Randy Gogan did.

You are the barkeep here, ain't you?

That's right.

Well, then do what you get paid to do and put a bottle up here.

Newly, you was there. How'd it look to you?

Well, I don't know what all the argument's about.

Randy shot Vance Jessop.

Ain't no question about it.

You see all of it?

Nobody saw it, but that don't change the fact.

If you didn't see it, I say it didn't happen.

Not head on.

Ain't you Wade Pasco?

That's right.

I remember reading about you having

a run-in with Vance Jessop about two years ago in El Paso.

Didn't come to much.

A standoff.

Well, you better stay away from Randy, Mr. Pasco.

Uh, he don't settle for no standoffs.

What's the point in stirring up trouble, Jacobi?

I was only spoofing.

You know, it might not be so strange that, uh,

Randy did outgun Vance Jessop.

I remember Dodge Day this time last year,

and they had the quick draw and shoot contest.

He came in second, didn't he?

Piece of luck.

Oh, I'm not so sure.

Now, Randy liked to practice drawing.

Well, Burke says he walked in on him in his room plenty of times

and seen the kid wearing a gun belt making

believe he was facing somebody.

I mean, if you've got nothing better to do at night

than to practice a draw, you've got to get pretty sharp.

You figure that's all it takes?

How fast a man is?

Well, that's sure part of it.

What about facing a man when your hands get sweaty?

Well, that's part of it, too, I guess.

You say you got a quick draw in that turkey shoot?

That's right.

If you've got time, you can win yourself a turkey, Mr. Pasco.

Yeah, I figured on being here a couple of days.

Sam, I think the less said about Randy being

good with a gun, the better.

Well, I didn't mean to get into it that deep, Newly,

but I just can't see taking anything away from Randy.

I mean, what he did.

Wade Pasco sticking around for that turkey shoot.

Won't that be something, watching

Pasco quick draw on Randy?

Oh, Randy!

Now, all this agreement says is that you've given me

your true story and you will not talk to any other newspapermen.

I agree to pay you the sum of $100

when my publisher prints it.

Now, just sign it right there, Randall.

You won't regret this, no, sir.

Big things can come from a story like this.

Big things?

But we'll talk about that later.

Now, what happened to Jessop's gun?

I don't know.

Well, you oughta have it.

Why would I-- why would I want his gun?

Well, because it's yours by right of conquest.

And it's almost a legend, a very special weapon.

Now, Randall, who has a better right to Vance Jessop's gun,

huh?

Hello, Randy.

RANDY: Hello, Marshal.

Well, I understand you, uh, gave your story

to that St. Louis newspaperman.

Yeah.

I'm get-- getting money for it.

Well, good.

Now, what can I do for you?

Vance Jessop's gun.

I-- I was wondering what-- what happened to it.

Well, the town clerk took over his possessions

to pay for his burial.

Do you know who-- who bought his gun?

Well, Newly O'Brien bought it.

Why?

Oh, no reason.

Uh, I-- I just wanted to see it.

Well, there it is, Randy.

Just an ordinary single-action Army model Colt.

Doesn't even have fancy grips.

Action's been honed down a little bit,

but otherwise same condition it came from the factory

in New Jersey.

Don't even have any-- have any notches.

They almost never do.

You've been reading too many of them books lately.

You suppose it's true what everybody

says-- says about this gun?

What do they say?

That it's unbeatable.

Unbeatable?

Didn't do too well for Vance Jessop the other night.

Suppose the balance is-- is better, maybe?

A winning edge can be in a-- in a man's weapon

or the confidence he has in it.

I wanna buy the gun, Newly.

Now, Randy, I thought about adding it to my own collection.

I-- I want it.

How much?

Well, I paid $30 for it.

But first, tell me why you want it.

I-- I just-- just want it.

Who has a better right to own this gun than me, Newly?

I guess no one.

Well, sir, that is quite a contraption.

Sir, that's for the quick draw contest.

Hey, you're that newspaper fella, ain't you?

Uh, uh, Pendleton?

The same.

I understand the quick draw is your most popular event.

Oh, it brings gun hands like flies to the honey pot.

Saw Wade Pasco in the Long Branch just today.

Wade Pasco.

From Texas.

Uh, you know, cutting himself a big reputation down that way.

Indeed.

I suppose you shoot from about the end of the table there.

It looks, uh, awfully close to the targets.

Takes a good hand to fast draw and get hits at 30 feet.

Only got three seconds to do it in.

That's odd.

My eye judges the distance to be about, uh--

It's 30 feet, Mr. Pendleton, right to the inch.

30 feet, Randall.

Now, I want you to imagine a string

stretching from the end of your gun

to those targets, a 30-foot string.

Not 29, not 31, but exactly 30 feet.

Now, I'm-- I'm still not sure about entering this

turkey shoot, Mr. Pendleton.

Uh, people-- people will be saying

that I'm trying to show off.

Oh, but you must enter, and you must win.

If you don't, your friends in Dodge

will always say that story you told me about Vance Jessop

was a lie.

And you're going to win it against Wade Pasco.

Oh, no-- nobody could beat him at shooting.

You are going to.

Now, I want you to toe that mark, draw your gun,

and fire all six bullets.

All six of them.

Wade-- Wade Pasco would hit all six.

Yeah.

Put that elbow down.

Reload.

I'm gonna share a little secret with you, Randall.

Now, practice is a gunfighter's secret,

but another is to practice from a measured distance.

And when they face a man, they either move in or back,

looking for that extra edge of always firing

from the same exact distance.

Now, Mr. Pasco never faces a man from 30 feet.

Uh, his favorite distance would probably be, uh, oh, 80,

90 feet.

And he may be a little surprised to find he's not

all that accurate at 30 feet.

Now, you are going to try again, but this time

with the confidence that all week

long you are going to be firing at this exact distance, 30

feet.

All right.

Now, draw your gun.

Fire twice this time.

Look at that gun.

Look at the gun!

That gun, Randall, is a magic weapon.

It's Vance Jessop's gun.

Never beaten.

And from a distance of 30 feet, it is never going to miss.

Now, you're gonna practice.

You're gonna practice till your hand is raw

and your eyes are bloodshot.

And you're gonna keep saying to yourself you are firing

a gun that can't be beat.

You are firing a gun that can't be beat.

You are firing a gun--

A gun--

--that can't be beat.

--that can't be beat.

Fire!

Sorry, gentlemen, three out of six is still the top score.

Mr. Henderson is high man.

All right, who's next?

All right, step on up.

Same rules.

Have you fired yet, uh, Mr. Pasco?

Nope.

I'm waiting for that freight boy of yours.

PENDLETON: Well, that should be very interesting.

Tell me, what are you getting, uh,

from pushing that kid along?

Oh, let's just say I'm a man with a finger in many pies.

Many pies.

Go!

That's it.

Come on, Joseph.

Hustle in, Aaron.

You're falling behind.

Come on.

Keep moving, keep moving.

Go on.

That's Wade Pasco over yonder.

Matthew, a gun hand ain't got no business busting in here.

Well, it's an open contest, Festus.

He's welcome as long as he behaves himself.

Talking about contest, Matthew, excuse me.

All right, kids.

Come on, here come the pies. Get ready now.

Now, remember.

Remember the rules.

You're gonna have five minutes to eat everything you can.

Now, get on-- wait a minute!

Hold on.

Hold on here.

Festus, what in thunder are you doing here, anyway?

Well, I just entered this here contest, Doc.

You oughta be ashamed of yourself,

competing against little kids.

Oh, I ain't 'peting against the young'uns.

I ain't fixing to walk off with no turkey or nothing like that.

Well then, what in sun are you doing here in the first place?

Well, I'm just, uh, wondering how I'd do, that's all.

Uh, see, I ain't never been in no pie eating contest

in my whole life, don't you see?

Yeah, I see.

You bet I see.

All right, you obey the rules.

Now, that goes for all of you.

Remember the rules.

You only have five minutes.

Get your hands behind your back.

Get ready, get set, go!

Wait a minute.

Hold on here.

Back up the train here, Festus!

You're cheating!

Get your hands behind your back.

Come on, Tommy.

Hurry up!

You're ahead of them, Tommy!

That's it!

Come on, Jerry!

Get right in the middle of it!

Randy, are you in there?

RANDY: Come-- come on in.

Listen, I just heard that newspaper

man talking down the street, and I don't understand what he--

Some-- something-- something wrong with the way I'm looking?

No.

How much did you spend?

Is there any of the reward money left?

Mis-- Mr. Pendleton paid for this outfit.

Why?

You don't-- you don't tell nobody yet, but, uh,

it's the way I'm gonna dress when I go up on the stage

and shoot for money.

The stage?

That's what-- that's what I've been doing every day with Mr.

Pendleton, practicing shooting.

He's gonna-- he's gonna put me in a Wild West show with me

and some other men back east.

Yeah, but a stage--

Oh, I can do it.

I can.

I'm gonna make $50 a week.

I'll be known as Randy Gogan, the Dodge giant killer.

Oh, Randy.

I'm gonna be doing a lot of traveling around.

Mr. Pendleton says may-- maybe even foreign countries.

Well, if you're gonna be leaving, what about me?

Well, I-- I have to be making some money first.

Then we can talk about that.

All right.

It's about over.

Go as fast as you can.

Eat as much as you can right now.

Gotta hurry up.

It's about over.

Time!

There we are.

That's all.

Stop.

Now, now, we're gonna find out who the winner is.

I never saw such a bunch of pie eaters.

You're all-- oh, that's marvelous.

Oh!

Well, there's no doubt about it.

Right here is the champion.

Look at that.

Tommy, you're the champ!

Doc, I ate more pie than he did.

No, you didn't.

It's all on your face.

Come on, Tommy.

We're gonna pick you out a great, big, nice turkey.

First prize.

You ain't fixing to eat no more of your pie, are you?

[laughter]

Well, now.

Who's that big bad man in black?

Hey, maybe it's Wild Bill Hickok!

You look fine, Randall, just fine.

NEWLY: There's three contestants left,

Randy-- you, Burke, and Pasco.

Well, I don't think I stand a chance, Randy.

-Good luck, Mr. Burke. -Thank you.

-Are you all set? -Yep.

NEWLY: Same rules, three seconds.

I'm ready.

All right.

Now!

Five hits for Randy!

A new top score for the day!

[cheering]

My chance coming up?

You're supposed to be the last shooter, Pasco.

Why don't we, uh, fire together, freight boy?

Well, I just-- I just did, Mr. Pasco.

Well, go ahead and reload.

In case we tie, we can keep on going.

Well, that's it.

It's Mr. Pasco against Randy Gogan.

Are you all set?

Randy?

Yeah, I'm-- I'm ready.

NEWLY: Pasco?

Let it go.

Now!

Six to five!

Randy Gogan's the top scorer of the day!

[cheering]

Excellent, Randall.

I think we can move forward with our plans now.

You were-- you were very good, too, Mr. Pasco.

"Good, too"?

Yeah.

Those bottles weren't shooting back at you, boy.

Oh, yeah, I know-- I know they weren't.

I'm buying Mr. Gogan the first round.

Everyone, have the first round on me!

[cheering]

Right into the Long Branch there, folks!

Randy, some sour tongues figure you lucked out with Jessop.

But you could take anybody.

You proved it!

The best, gentlemen.

There's no doubt about that now.

Where'd you learn to shoot, Randy?

Jessop's gun.

There's something kinda spooky about it, right, kid?

Randy, could I take a close look at it?

That's a gun.

PASCO: I'll give you $50 for it, kid.

What's the matter?

That not enough?

The gun, Mr. Pasco, is, uh, not for sale.

I don't rightly believe anybody asked you.

Well, kid?

I don't-- I don't wanna sell it, Mr. Pasco.

Don't like the way I look?

Is that it?

No.

That's what I thought.

No.

No, I meant, I didn't want to sell it.

What's wrong with the way I look?

Now, this is a friendly celebration, Mr. Pasco.

You know, I surely admire you, freight boy,

fancy new duds and all.

The question is, are you what you claim,

or were you invented by that newspaper fella there?

He can't talk to you like that, Randy.

You just stand right there, Randall.

Look at your friends, kid.

A second ago, you were a big hero.

Now, they're wondering if I'm right.

There's only one way to convince them.

JACOBI: I'm betting on you, Randy.

Don't be stupid, Randy.

PASCO: Nah, he ain't stupid.

He's real smart.

Except he's gonna say he's a liar and a coward.

Well, now your friends are waiting, freight boy.

Step out.

Now, say you're a liar and you're scared of me.

Loud, so everybody can hear you.

Randall is, uh, neither a liar nor a coward, Mr. Pasco.

But this is hardly the, uh, time or the place.

Pasco.

Get outta Dodge, tonight.

Freight boy, I'll let you know when and where.

Well, you cow town folks do manage a little excitement

now and then, don't you?

Pendleton, let me tell you something.

Whatever excitement we have around this town,

we like to make it ourselves.

We don't want it manufactured by some outsider

who thinks that gunfighting is a party game.

Is that clear?

Clear.

Good evening, Mr. Pasco.

What do you want?

I've invested a great deal of time in Randall Gogan.

You've complicated things.

Now, what's that supposed to mean?

I should like this element of doubt between the two

of you resolved.

I'd also like to shake up a certain US

Marshal who seems to have it in for both you and me.

I'm leaving town.

I've been told.

Oh, by all means, do so.

But the boy will face you, Mr. Pasco.

This I promise.

Now, he may need a little pushing.

He has many peace-loving influences to overcome--

his girl, certain citizens in Dodge,

his own natural fear of death. -Get to the point.

I propose to do the pushing.

Wait in Four Corners.

In due course, I'll wire you the time and the place.

Why are you doing this?

I have a certain very lucrative plan for Randall.

Can't be realized as long as there's a shadow of a doubt

he is the best gun alive.

Yeah?

Suppose I kill him.

In that case, you and I will have a very profitable

discussion, such as your becoming, uh, quite rich,

quite famous.

Staying in the best hotels.

Your head on a soft pillow instead of a saddle.

Yeah?

Go on.

I thought you might say that.

"Gogan, I'm waiting.

P."

Oh, that's Pasco, all right.

Randy don't even work here anymore.

Said he's giving up his room at the end of the week.

Quit me cold.

Said he's gonna spend the rest of his time

practicing shooting.

And now, this.

Oh, fiddle, Burke.

This could've been just some kids' prank.

Yeah?

Well, how am I gonna scrub that off?

Oh, well.

Randy Gogan can't ignore that.

JACOBI: He sure can't.

[knock on door]

Good evening, Randall.

Mr. Pendleton.

I'm afraid I'm going to have to wire my booking agent friend

that, uh, the tour is off.

You mean-- you mean we're-- we're not going back east,

like we planned?

A thing like this can't be kept quiet.

The word's already spreading you've

backed away from a challenge.

But I-- but I quit my job.

I-- I quit Mr. Burke.

No, if I took you on tour now, you'd

just be hooted down as the coward

who ran out on Wade Pasco.

But I didn't run.

That depends on the interpretation.

Now, I'm sorry, Randall.

I've done you a grave disservice.

No, you-- you gave me a chance.

I can't advise you, Randall.

I can only give you the facts.

What you make of them is up to you.

Good day.

[gunshot]

RANDY: Pasco!

Pasco!

I'm waiting for you, Pasco!

Pasco!

Come on out, Pasco!

I'm waiting!

I'm waiting!

I'm-- I'm-- Pasco!

I'm waiting, Pasco!

Boy's just plain old drunk, Matthew.

MATT: Yeah.

Get him over to jail.

Let him sleep it off.

All right, come on. Get a hold of him.

Help me out here.

Pasco!

Let's go, all three of us.

Pendleton, I'll take the gun.

A very wise precaution, Marshal.

You know, that's the first time in that boy's life

he's ever been drunk.

And, of course, you're going to blame me for that.

Where's Wade Pasco?

I've not seen the gentleman since he left town.

That's not what I asked you.

Marshal, I'm a man who minds his own business.

I find that alone occupies all my waking hours.

Good evening, sir.

Mr. Pendleton.

Oh, Mr. Pendleton, uh, me and Jacobi here were figuring

we wouldn't mind seeing it.

Uh, Pasco and Randy meeting, I mean.

Who said they were meeting?

Been talk.

Oh, we might come to some sort of an agreement.

I'll need someone to arrange transportation

at Garden City for a few friends I'll have coming in.

Friends?

Now, what they got to do with it?

Why don't we go up to my room and discuss this over a drink?

Randy, you're gonna have to face Judge Booker next time

he sets up court in town.

I'm sorry about what I-- what I did

to the freight office, Marshal.

I'll pay for the damages.

You know, everybody's talking about you accepting

Wade Pasco's challenge.

Is that what you were doing when you shot up the freight office?

No.

I-- I was drunk.

I-- I didn't mean nothing by it.

Can I have my gun back?

Randy, you ain't got no cause to be

wearing no pistol around town.

I should have my gun.

What for?

You can't te-- tell if somebody wants to get

me for killing Vance Jessop.

I should-- I should have my gun for protection.

No man, Randall, could be more ready.

The time is tomorrow.

What?

9 o'clock sharp.

You know where the old abandoned waystation is

between here and Garden City?

Yeah, sure.

Tomorrow?

9 o'clock.

Mr. Wade Pasco will be there.

By nightfall, you and I should be on a stage headed east

and a new life for you.

From being nothing-- and I don't mean

that in a derogatory sense-- you will become

one of the most acclaimed figures ever

to tread the eastern boards.

What?

The theater, Randall, the theater.

Even now, I'm negotiating contracts for appearances

at $1,000 each in Paris and London--

if you should face and defeat Mr. Pasco.

$1,000?

We'll discuss your share of that later.

Right now, there's a certain detail we should go over,

the legalities involved when two gun hands face each other.

You mean-- you mean about the marshal?

Exactly.

I'll have a couple of witnesses present.

They will swear the winner was the man provoked,

an act of self-defense.

And technically, that'll be the truth.

Now, you be sure to wear your new outfit.

London and Paris, Randall.

Paris and London.

Now, that's a far cry from sweeping a freight

office floor, now, isn't it?

Yeah.

Yeah.

Stella.

Randy, I've been sorta scared all day

wondering what was happening.

Tomorrow.

Tomorrow morning at the old number 7

waystation that they don't use no more.

Wade Pasco.

He'll be waiting.

You're actually gonna kill another man

or get killed yourself.

Now, there's no-- there's no way out, Stella.

Wade-- Wade Pasco challenged me.

You can just say no.

And I can go back to being nothing?

Randy.

He called it right, you know, Mr. Pendleton.

I'm nothing.

All I-- all I ever have to look forward to is--

is sweeping for a few pennies.

No schooling.

I'm nothing.

That's not true, and you know it.

You were promised a promotion when the time comes.

Yeah?

Well, that's only a promise, Stella.

And anyway, it's-- it's not that simple.

Not anymore.

People are gonna forget about this thing with Vance

Jessop and Wade Pasco.

And I'll-- and I'll always wonder how it might have been.

Stella, Stella, this is-- this is

the only chance I'm ever liable to get at-- at a decent life.

Now, I-- I can't run from that.

I'm going.

Randy, whatever happens, if you love me,

let's-- let's do it together.

Matthew, I was just fixing to go fetch you.

I found this here under the door when I got up this morning.

Oh, it's from Stella.

Is there something I can help you with, Matthew?

No, it's nothing I can't handle, Festus.

You wait here.

Randy.

Morning, Randall.

You-- you brought them here to watch?

The witnesses I spoke of.

A few newspaper friends, interested sportsmen.

It's to your advantage to have the results

of this confrontation authenticated.

That is, if you win, freight boy.

Now, we'll, uh, toss a coin to, uh--

I don't-- I don't want no people around.

Oh, now, sonny, you're gonna drop just as bug-eyed dead,

no matter who sees.

Some of these people come all the way

from St. Louis, Randall.

One is a famous publisher.

Another runs the biggest Western carnival in the country.

Get on with it, Pendleton.

We're not paying to see a prayer meeting!

Paying?

These-- these people are paying money to see this?

Well, they, uh, made a token payment to defray

certain expenses I've incurred.

MAN: We got 'most $15 bet on you, Randy.

Be a bottle on us tonight.

MAN: What are you waiting for, Randy?

Get on with it, Pendleton.

Please, ladies and gentlemen, this is a duel of honor.

Things like this cannot be rushed.

Now, as I was saying, we'll toss a coin to determine

who takes what place.

Mr. Gogan is the man challenged.

It is therefore traditional he call heads or tails.

It's-- it's all over.

The kid's hightailing it.

You're throwing away the opportunity of a lifetime!

Turn around, kid!

That gun you're wearing, I want it.

You got it.

I want it the same way you took it off of Jessop.

And that's the last lead I'll put in the dirt, kid.

Now, I'm gonna count to three.

If'n you ain't turn and set-- 1--

[horse galloping]

Drop your gun belt, Pasco.

You're under arrest.

You're under arrest, too, Pendleton.

On what charge, Marshal?

Arranging for a gun fight, and I'll

think of a few other charges.

Why, these two men have simply called each other out.

It is my understanding as long as there are witnesses to--

Shut up.

You've said too much already.

All right, drop the gun belt. You too, Randy.

I was told the kid wanted to meet me.

Now, a man don't break no law when he's calling, Marshal.

What'd he do, promise you a lot of money in his Wild West show?

He promised that to both of us?

I'm not gonna tell you again.

Drop the gun belt.

Marshal, you've made a personal thing out of this.

Mr. Pasco, you have witnesses, if you'd

like to stand up for your rights to defend yourself.

If you want my gun, Marshal, you gonna have to take it.

Don't be a fool.

Now, Marshal, you and I could have a very profitable--

All right now.

You folks saw what you came to see.

Go on home and think about it.

Randy, you should've come to me.

I used-- I used to read about Wade Pasco, too.

Some-- sometimes wishing I could be him.

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

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