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NARRATOR: Gunsmoke, starring James Arness as Matt Dillon.

[snoring]

[snoring]

No, need for concern, Deputy.

They belong to me.

Who are you?

Murdoch, US Marshal.

Those are my deputies.

They ain't got no badges on.

Well, if they did, everybody would know, wouldn't they?

Say, you Lucas Murdoch, one all them stories about?

Is Matt Dillon in here?

Yeah, he's right here at home.

Matthew, this here is Luca--

Hello, Matt.

Bye golly!

Lucas Murdoch.

Been a long time Lucas.

How are you?

Older.

What brings you to Dodge?

That's what I want to discuss with you Matt.

Festus.

Be outside, Matthew.

The Carver gang.

Carver gang?

Are they operating in these parts?

They are going to be here in town tonight.

You sure about that?

Yeah, I'm sure about that.

They're going to rob the freight office.

Matt, I set Dodge up.

I let word out there's going to be a gold shipment

held here in town tonight.

And there will be, $42,000 right out of the federal treasury.

Why wasn't I told about this?

There wasn't time.

Why does it have to be Dodge?

Why couldn't it be some weigh station?

Well, if they're in town, they'll

be pinned in like cattle.

Yeah.

Well, so will the people at Dodge.

We got a 4th of July celebration going on here tonight.

We're got a barn dance, fireworks.

Well, that's all down on River Street.

The whole shipment will be here in the freight

office on Front Street.

Carver is going to be expecting a pretty well-deserted

street when he moves in.

You got things all figured out, haven't you?

I've been chasing Carver for 17 months.

I lost three good men in the process.

I got him now.

Traps set, and he's baited.

All I need is your cooperation.

Do I get it?

Doesn't look like I got much choice, does it?

[music playing]

You can be sure he's got a spotter in town

somewhere right now watching.

Those your boys guarding the strongbox?

Yeah.

They are going to ride out with the stage.

Word will get back to Carver it's just a routine gold

shipment held in the safe near freight

office, a couple of guards.

Dynamite?

The way Carver operates.

Much obliged, boys.

Well, with your four boys, Newly and Festus, you and I,

that makes eight.

That ought to be enough to give him a pretty good reception.

Uh, more like 7 and 1/2.

What do you mean?

My left eye is gone.

Right eye ain't much good after sundown.

Jimmy Pierce?

Jimmy Pierce.

Yeah, I heard about that Lucas.

They say you hanged him.

I hung him.

He bushwacked me.

Put a piece of lead in my temple.

But he made one mistake.

He didn't kill me.

Took me 40 minutes, with the blood running in my eyes,

but I got him.

And i hung him to the first tree I

could find while he was blubbering

and screaming for mercy.

Couldn't you have brought him in, Lucas?

Had an execution warrant, Matt.

I had every legal right in the world to do what I did.

And I'll tell you something else.

I'll do it again.

A lot of people said I should have brought him in,

maybe give him some kind of a hearing, formal like.

And a lot of people said I hung him because he put out my eye.

And I never answered none of them.

I'm going to answer you.

I hung him because he was a dirty, rotten scum

that killed seven men and attacked a 14-year-old girl.

And I enjoyed seeing him kicking at the end of a rope.

Lucas, how many men is Carver going to have with him?

It was 10 in Brownsville, and that was 17 months ago.

And you weren't in Brownsville?

No.

But they were tried legally and convicted, sentenced to hang.

Had the scaffolds built. Lemonade

stands up and all that.

They killed two guards and busted out.

And that's where you came in?

Uh-huh.

Government got a little tired of seeing

them shoot up the countryside.

Attorney General called me in and gave me an order

to search out and execute.

And that's what I'm doing.

I'm searching out, and I'm executing.

There's the order.

What are all these John Does on here?

Posters on Carver and four of his men.

Nobody knew who the other five were.

They wouldn't tell the judge nothing, not even their names.

So he said, they might as well hang as John Does or John

Smith's or anything else.

Matt, I'm going to break one of the most steadfast rules.

You tell me the best stake in town is, and I'll buy.

Now, the main thing is I don't want Carver scared off.

There's to be no gunfire until he's in town.

Well, there's more to it than that.

We're not going to do any shooting

unless we're fired at first.

Stay out of sight until sundown.

Then, take up your positions.

Catrall, you're here.

Reese, here.

Krager, you're right here.

You're a farmer with a little too much to drink.

Lenox, you're a delivery stable working on that wagon,

and you'll make it look good.

O'Brien, you block off this end of town.

Haggen will patrol the streets.

Matt, you'll be in the freight office.

[fireworks exploding]

Newly?

As close as I can figure the whole town is down there

watching the fireworks.

What do you think?

It makes Farr feel a little squeamy, don't it?

Festus.

I hope they wait for Carver.

BOY: [SHOUTING] Ya!

Ya! Get up there.

Ya! Ya!

Move it. Ya!

Ya! Get on there.

Come on Come on.

Move it.

Ya, ya, ya!

Get up there. Yeah!

Yeah! Come on.

[interposing voices]

Wait a minute!

Now, you can't be driving no herds of cattle

down Front Street.

That, there, is against the law.

You stay away from my Mustang, Festus.

He's mean.

He'll kick, bite, strike, and stab you with his tail.

No.

Now, what I want to talk to you about,

you been riding him awful hard today.

We better get him down to the livery stable

and get him smokes and water.

You want to?

I can't Deputy Festus.

I can't.

My mom said I can't.

FESTUS: [inaudible].

BOY: If I don't stay here--

Fairchild.

Got him.

MAN: Catrall.

Hold it right there.

What's your name?

-It ain't Carver. -Lock him up.

All right. Get him away boys.

The rest of you get mounted.

You heard Matt.

Get your horses.

Now, we're not going to get very far at night,

but neither are they. You coming?

No, I'll get some answers out of this one.

Get him, Matt.

Get me Carver.

Ow!

Ow, Doc, will you get him out of here.

Get out of here, Murdoch.

Don't do nothing fancy, Doc.

Just patch him up.

John Doe, there, is going to hang tomorrow anyway.

Mr. Carver.

Well, he's hurt bad.

I don't think he's going to make it much farther.

By leaving a trail a blind hawk can follow.

I think we ought to split up, Amos.

Leave him, Scott.

Leave him?

You want to stay with him?

Well, I want to leave him.

We'll meet at Cole Station in three days.

I'll haul up at Elm Mill.

See ya day after tomorrow.

Scott, I'll wait just three days.

We're going to make it, ain't we?

Come on.

You ain't dead yet.

Come on.

[WEAKLY] I got to get a doctor.

You got to get me to a doctor, Scott.

Help me.

I'm not going to make it.

Over there in the barn.

This is Matt Dillon, United States Marshal.

Give yourselves up.

You haven't got a chance.

Give up, Scottie.

Give up.

I'm coming out Marshal.

Throw your guns down.

Let's get them.

SCOTT: I got a friend in here, Marshal, hurt pretty bad.

It's the only reason I give myself up.

What's your name?

How long you been riding with Carver?

You're going to be better off talking to me, son.

Now why is that, Marshal?

Maybe you look too young to have your name on an execution

warrant that's two years old.

Yeah, we heard about them John Does of Murdoch's.

Oh well.

That name is as good as any.

Your boy up here is hurt pretty bad, Matthew.

Well, let's get him down out of there then.

Boys, give them a hand.

[interposing voices]

Now, hold this rope down there and tie it.

William, take hold of that horse there, will you?

Merve, you get this here out of the [inaudible].

Festus, where's the Marshal?

Well, he's still out tracking them other birds

The onliest reason I came back was to bring

that bleetin' youngin'.

All right.

Get down off your horse.

And you folks go on about your business.

Go on.

Go on.

Get on out.

Well, we got two of them.

Matthew and them others still out looking

for Carver and that other.

Lock him up.

Now, what's that there supposed to me?

I mean what is it betwixt both of you folks?

Don't you see the resemblance, Deputy?

Lucas Murdoch is my daddy.

Willie, take him in and lock him up, will you?

Yes, sir.

Come on in here.

Come back?

Lucas?

Getting some hot water.

Well, we got Townsend.

Good.

Not Carver?

No, he got away from us.

We lost his trail.

That man has got nine lives.

One of these days, I'm going to catch him.

When I do, I'm going to hang him from the highest scaffold

this country has ever seen.

Lucas, you know, a long time ago, when I was a kid,

I used to read about you.

Greatest law man the West had ever seen.

I always figured if I ever put on a badge,

I'd like to wear it like Lucas Murdoch did.

Meaning?

Something's gone wrong.

Somewhere down the line, you-- you've lost the difference

between justice and vengeance.

Vengeance.

Well, use any words you like.

All I know is that, since you came to town,

there has been an awful lot of talk

about hangout and very little about justice or due

process of law.

Tell it all.

All right.

You got an execution order there for 10 men.

Signed by the Attorney General of the United States.

Search out and execute.

Yeah.

And that's fine, all except for one thing.

You don't know which 10 men to execute.

Still harping on those John Does, aren't you?

Ah, a John Doe warrant's nothing until you've

seen a dozen of them.

You know outlaws don't give their names.

They protect their families.

What's the difference the name you put on a certificate

if you hang a man?

Well, if you don't know the difference,

you shouldn't be wearing that badge?

And those five John Does that are on that execution order

could be in Mexico by now.

They could be dead.

There's no way in the world that you could tell me

that the men we've got locked up down there

are the same John Does that were going

to be executed in Brownsville.

And I say it doesn't make any difference.

They are all scum.

They road in here to steal gold.

They found out it was a trap, and they tried

to kill to save their own skin.

Yeah, but they didn't kill, and they didn't steal.

And you can't execute a man for intent.

Now, there's no way that you can hang

those five men down there before the unknown ones have

had a fair trial.

You're wrong.

Am I?

All right.

Let me ask you something.

Suppose Carver had ridden with 15 men.

Now, you got execution orders for 10.

How are you going to decide which five

men you're not going to hang.

I'm not going to argue with you about what might have happened.

Seven men road into this town.

Two of them are dead.

Four of them are in custody.

And we can't hang one without hanging all of them.

Why not?

One of them is my son.

Now, how is it going to look to the world,

with you're impartial justice and your due process,

if I suddenly say, I can't hang any of you because one of them

is my son.

Sorry about this.

I didn't know you had a son.

Hm.

Mother died. I raised him myself.

Didn't do very good.

He turned out bad.

I was always off chasing bad billies.

And I guess I should have been spending time with him.

I tried to make him tow the line.

Wait a minute.

You just forget for a second that he's your son.

Now, that boy Is only about 18.

19 in September.

All right, 19.

Now, those two boys that we picked up today,

they couldn't have ridden with Carver at Brownsville.

Well, that was two years ago.

You don't think he'd of let boys that young ride with him,

do you?

You can't hang those boys.

The chances are they're innocent.

What am I going to do, Matt.

God's sake, what am I going to do?

Nothing.

You're going to do nothing until I get back.

I'm going out after Carver, and when I bring him back,

we're going to figure a way out of this.

All right, Lucas?

Come on out.

I want to talk to you.

We ain't got nothing to talk about--

Get out or I'll drag you out.

Don't you tell him nothing, you hear?

You open your mouth, boy, I'll kill you myself.

Big man, Murdoch.

You're a big man, ain't you?

My, what fine friends you got.

That's right.

Friends.

How do you happen to get mixed up with Carver?

I got you to thank for that.

Now, your eyes still bother you, huh?

Carver.

Don't tell me you forgot already?

Meant so little to you, huh?

Forgot what?

My 13th birthday.

No, you didn't forget.

Come on.

I was over at Clem Rogers.

They had me a cake.

You don't remember because you weren't there.

You never showed up.

You were always too busy.

I'll tell you the part you do remember.

On the way home, I stole a watermelon

from Old Man Prather's patch.

Like a fool, I took it home and I at it.

And then you caught me just like you always did

whatever I did anything wrong.

Maybe not often enough.

Now, what are you talking about?

3 days in the stinking jail cell

to learn a lesson about stealing a watermelon.

Well, I learned a lesson all right.

I sure did.

Boy, I'm asking you about Carver.

I want to know how come you joined up with him and when.

And the when, that's important.

You ride with Carver, you give no answers to the law.

Why would you ride with Carver?

Maybe because when I talk, he listens.

Now, you give me a plain, simple answer.

How come you joined up with Carver?

Because he's a man.

That's why.

I'd really like to see you and him face-to-face.

That would really be something.

Tell me where he is, boy.

I'm trying not to hang you.

Well, don't do me any favors.

Now, boy, let me help you.

I'd like that.

By selling out the closest thing to a father I ever had?

I'm your father.

Sure.

Sure.

From the day I was born, I don't think I

saw you more than three months.

Maybe you'd show up every now and then

and take a strap to me.

Seems like not often enough.

I used to be scared to death every time you came home.

And I'd think to myself, the great Lucas Murdoch,

name in the papers, picture in the papers,

somehow I was never him facing the outlaw he was sent to get.

A dozen deputies doing his work for him.

You were never been a father to me.

But that's all right.

You were never a man either.

Where's Carver?

What a one-track mind.

Feel like proving yourself.

All right.

I might be persuaded to lead you to him.

But just you, none of your deputies,

no posses trailing behind you.

I didn't think you would.

Ain't in the book.

Come on out of there and close the door.

Get your hat.

No luck, huh, Matthew?

Huh?

Well, maybe Murdoch will come up with something.

Murdoch?

What do you mean?

Burke told tell me him and his boy rolled out of town.

MATT DILLON: They did?

Got any idea where they are headed?

Said he's going after Carver.

Saddle me another horse, will ya?

You betcha.

Townsend, want to talk to you.

Sit down.

Coffee?

Got a little something to sweeten this up with?

You know that whiskey sure smooths out that chicory.

I learned that from a refined lady down in Memphis.

Did know you know any refined ladies.

I knew one or two in my time Dillon,

in between jails that is.

You must work fast, huh?

Back there, it seems like your jail is going to be

able to hold me out my time.

Townsend, I want to know where Carver is.

Dogonnit, Dillon.

You went ahead and spoiled the whole doggone thing.

Here, I thought you brought me in here for a little social

get together.

I'll make a deal with you.

Might a known anytime a lawman would

poor some whiskey into a cup of some coffee

got something in mind.

Stay where you are.

I don't usually let any man talk to me that way,

gun on his hip or no.

Sit down.

I'm just going to let you get away with this, just

cause we're such good friends.

I want to know two things, where Carver is

and the names of those John Does.

What's in it for me?

Nothing.

You're going to hang anyway.

That's sure grabbing the [inaudible] short, isn't it?

You've got nothing more to lose Townsend.

Exceptin' my neck.

Here's the deal.

Carver for those two boys that weren't in Brownsville.

You going to let them go and keep me?

No, I'm not going to let them go.

They're going to have to stand trial right here in Dodge

for trying to rob the freight office.

But they won't hang.

And I will.

That's the deal.

Sure ain't much of a deal, is it?

Townsend, have you ever done one decent thing in your life?

Tell me something.

You a little bit scared?

Of what?

Well, Amos Carver's younger than you.

He's got both his eyes.

He ain't been softened up by city living.

What did you do with the Carver gang?

You rub down their horses, polish their boots,

run their errands?

Why does he keep you around?

I ride with him.

I just wondered why he kept you around.

I don't serve nobody.

Did you ever kill a man?

You ever even hold a gun on a man?

No, that's right.

You just hold the horses.

Hey, he's going to kill you.

Yeah.

Cole Station is right ahead.

What are you doing?

Let's go back.

Going to be busy for a while.

You be here when I get back.

Hey, you don't have to prove nothing to me, Old Man,

not anymore.

Hey!

Pa!

I'm heading out.

Pa!

Charging you a dollar for the shirt.

They're might pretty, Ruth. Much obliged.

A dollar maybe for the wine and a dollar and half for the grub.

I reckon that makes it about $3.50.

There's $10.

$10?

Just in case you forgot something.

You're under arrest Carver.

I'd just be careful with that gun Murdoch.

With the eyes you got, you might hit this young lady here.

In that case, you ought to move of the shadow

there so I can see you.

Well now, if we're going to take a ride,

I got to saddle up.

That's right.

Miss, saddle up his horse.

Move.

[gun shots]

[neighing]

I told you to stay where you were.

Let him go, Pa.

I told you you don't have to prove anything.

I'm not proving anything.

Then, why are you doing it?

It's my job.

Scott!

You all right, Lucas?

I walked away with worse.

Scott?

I'm all right.

Pa!

Take a tight hold on that, boy.

It will slow down the bleeding.

Scott, I'm going to have to take you back to stand trial.

I know, Pa.

That's the way it should be.

NARRATOR: Stay tuned for exciting scenes

from out next "Gunsmoke."

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