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-Starring James Arness as Matt Dillon.

-Uh!

Heh.

I can't -- I can't go on ba... I gotta rest!

-Willy, you do that!

I ain't waitin'.

-You scum.

-Ah!

-Now get on your feet.

Get on your feet!

-I ain't goin' back!

I ain't goin' charge in no suit!

War party of that crazy major!

-Hey! Sarge!

-You hold your tongues to the bill.

Made that charge, Maxwell, and we beat em!

We killed every last one of them heathens!

As much as I'd like, boy, as much as I'd like,

I'd have to tell the major why.

And it ain't gonna be --

it ain't gonna be through me.

He's got the likes of you two in his ranks.

-You ain't gonna turn us in?

-You're a glory gut, just like the major.

-Look, youngster, if you grow to your limits,

you'll never be tall enough to reach the major's boot tops!

-You're gonna kill us.

-I'm the only one who knows about your desertin' business.

But you ain't gonna forget it.

You're gonna draw every dirty detail in the book.

-Uh! -And you get out of line once,

just once, you're gonna wish them Indians had got ya.

Now, you boys are gonna soldier! That's my oath.

Now get movin'.

♪

Come on! Move!

♪

All right, just move out.

-I'm just gonna --

I'm gonna kill him. I'm gonna kill him.

♪

♪

-Mornin', Matthew.

-Festus.

-This is a real fine jail you got here, Marshal.

-Yeah, real nice.

-Huh.

Fine. Glad you boys enjoy it.

-I -- I give them extra blankets Matthew.

-Hmm. I figured you would, Festus.

-Much obliged for the coffee, Festus.

-Oh, you bet.

-See ya, Festus. -You bet.

-Any time. Any time at all, partner.

-Festus, what is this "any time"?

-Well, all I was trying to do is make 'em feel welcome.

That's all. -Feel welcome, all right.

Most of them would rather spend the night in here

than they would at the thatch house.

Listen, give me a cup of that coffee.

Will ya?

-Ain't nothin' left but the grounds.

But I'll make ya a batch 'fore you can say bye...

-No. No.

Never mind. I'll go over and get breakfast.

-I'll just go with ya.

-You mean you haven't eaten yet?

-Just once.

-Just once?

-Yeah, I had some eggs and ham and couple of dabs of grits,

but nothing that'd stick to your ribs.

-Well, you oughta be hungry then.

-Oh, yeah, I could eat me a dozen or so flannel cakes

and maybe a little back meat, biscuits, and gravy.

Oh, this being Monday, old Charley at Delmonico's

probably had some of that cornmeal mush with honey on it.

He usually does on Monday, don't he?

Mush with honey on Mondays, you know.

What in tarnation is this?

-Marshal Dillon? -Yes, sir.

-I'm Glenn Vanscoy, Second Cavalry.

-Major, pleasure to meet ya.

Been readin' a lot about ya in the papers lately.

-Oh, it's nice to know we're not forgotten.

Just lost some pretty fine young men, more officers.

-So I understand.

-Well, then you'll understand the need of my men for some rest

and recreation. -You betcha.

Your camp's out the town?

-Yes, for a few days,

till we get new orders and some replacements.

I trust that meets with your approval.

-Well, we'd be proud to have your men here in town.

Oh you -- you're... They'll be real welcome here in Dodge.

This here's a friendly town.

-Glad of it.

Marshal.

-Now, that there's something to write down

and save, ain't it, Matt?

Major Glenn Vanscoy in Dodge.

-And your, uh, your Drover friends there

don't seem too impressed, do they?

-I reckon they never did take too much likin'

to them blue uniforms.

What was it you said about eatin' some breakfast, Matthew?

[ Metal clanging ]

[ Clears throat ]

-Oh, hello, Tim.

-Major.

-So you were finally caught up with us?

-I thought you forgot. -[Chuckles] No.

I got 'em broken up in here, but go ahead.

-Thank you, sir.

Mm.

Now, that is what I call a lard cookie.

-She hasn't lost her touch, has she?

-Not after 15 years of bakin' 'em, she shouldn't.

-Fifteen years?

-Yes, sir, 23rd of last month.

-Hm, that's right.

-Fifteen years, and the Army got most of 'em.

Did you make out the pass list for town?

-Yes, sir. Got it right here in my pocket.

-Major be goin'?

-No, no, I've got a lot of paperwork to clear up here.

You can do me one favor, though. -Anything, sir.

-When you've finished that third bottle,

why, have the fourth on me.

-[ Chuckles ]

Yes, sir. -Have a good time.

We'll be looking at pink feathers before you know it.

I expect new orders before week's end.

-Any orders will do, sir, as long as you're leadin'.

-Thank you, Tim.

[ Metal clanging ]

-Old spirit givin' us the fish eye?

-Yeah.

He's dreaming up another detail for us.

-Uh-huh.

-Like I'm dreamin' up our play in town tonight.

-In town?

-What makes you think he's gonna let us go into town?

-When we were up north, he said he's gonna keep an eye on us.

Right? -Yeah.

Well, he's done just that.

And if he goes to town, we'll go to town.

-Yeah, but we try anything,

and you know he'll be right on us.

-Listen, when we go up north,

you can bet he's gonna stick us right up front

just as soon as we run into some Indians.

-Yeah, I ought to lighten that right now.

-Don't. Listen.

We tried that once.

We coulda got shot.

No, the only chance we got

is if he should happen to have an accident.

I've been in town with him before.

Two things he really goes strong for, that's cards and whiskey.

We just make sure that he gets plenty of both.

And if, later on, a free-for-all should break out,

who's to say what might just happen?

[ Laughs ]

[ Piano playing ] [ Indistinct conversations ]

-Well, now you cowboys done pretty good, then, I say.

Now.

Now, I've got you figured as a couple of bluffers.

I don't get bluffed twice. No, sir!

Ain't that right, Maxwell?

That's right. -That's right.

-Nope! -Yeah.

-We'll take your word for it, soldier boy.

So, you don't get bluffed twice, huh?

Why don't you quit jawin' and play?

-Don't you worry, cowboy.

You're gonna get all the playin' you want.

[ Laughs ]

-There ya are. -Hey, now.

That there is right in the nick of time.

Hey, I ordered two of them, didn't I?

Didn't I order two?

-Well, we're only serving them one at a time, Sergeant.

Not so many get broken that way.

-[ Laughs ] Hey, now.

That's downright smart now.

I like a gal who's got brains that match her looks.

Why don't you stay here and just bring me a little luck?

-Oh, I'm sorry, Sergeant.

Dollar and a half per bottle.

-Here ya are.

You take this along with you, now.

And you bring the other one right back, huh?

[ Smooches ]

[ Laughs ]

Oh, my.

-Come on, play cards! -Play what?

-Play cards! -Well, of course

we're gonna play... Hold that down there now.

Now let me just... Tell me what you want there.

-Kitty. Sam. -Welcome to the gold rush.

-Huh, it's like this all over town, you know?

-Share the wealth, I always say.

-Are they having any trouble? -Nope.

Of course, the evening is young.

-[ Laughter ]

There it is, bucko!

A king-high straight.

-Yeah!

[ Cheering ]

-Well, let me know if you have any trouble,

and I'll see ya later. Good luck.

-Same to you.

-Hey, there, little missy! -Way to go, Sarge!

-Hey, little missy! You didn't --

you forget that other bottle, did ya?

[ Laughs ]

Come on, go, Tim! [ Laughs ]

That didn't hurt your feelings none, did it?

[ Laughs ]

You know what it takes to win at poker?

It takes guts.

-Whatever you say, Sergeant.

I say you put your money

right here in the pot.

Right here.

Come on, Maxwell.

Get it in there. Here.

Go. Here.

All right. You each take your dollar here.

You live it up on it.

[ Laughs ]

All right now!

What do you got?

-Two pair.

-Pair of jacks.

-Well, now we're waitin' on you, cowboy.

-Three tres.

-[ Laughs ]

I just can't lose!

Three queen right there!

[ Laughing ]

Hey, where you goin'?

-I'm busted out!

-Oh, well.

Well, you two go on.

Live it up the rest of tonight, 'cause first thing tomorrow,

you're gonna be back on the crud detail.

[ Laughs ]

Oh, Maxwell,

I want you to choke my gear, hear?

[ Laughs, snorts ]

-Well, it was your idea to play poker with him.

-We got him right where we want him.

Come on.

-Hey, now, red-headed missy!

Let's have us a bottle! [ Laughs ]

-Why don't you slow down, Sergeant?

-Oh, no. This one is not for me.

This one's for the major!

Always, always have one for the major!

Bartender! Send up the house!

-Oh come -- yeah.

[ Whistles ]

-Hey, you people!

Hear me out!

We're drinking to the best God-fearing soldier

that ever drew a breath, Major Glenn Martin Vanscoy,

Commander, Second United States Cavalry!

-Yay!

-And I'm buyin'! [ Laughs ]

-Yay!

-Hey, you cowboys! Get a drink!

Why don't you put down that sister stuff

and have a real drink on me?

-We're doing just fine, soldier boy.

-And I'm asking you to drink to the major.

-He ain't our major.

-You insultin' our commanding officer?

-Huh? -Well, you heard it,

Sergeant. -Well, yeah.

Hey, you ain't insultin' our major, are you?

-Now, come on, Sergeant. This ain't...

-Well, now, hey! You just --

just stay out of this here, now.

-I say we clean up the floor

with these southern boys. -Hmm.

-Yeah, let's clean up the floor with them.

-Yeah, well, hear me now.

Hear me now! You listen to me, all of ya!

Now, I'm proposin' that we drink to the major!

-Yay! -All right now!

However, however, we got us some southern boys here

say they ain't gonna drink with us.

[ Crowd booing ]

-You better go get Matt.

-Now, I'm gonna ask you one time, real polite.

-That's enough now, Sergeant.

-Oh, now, Missy, that ain't enough!

You can't have an officer like Major Vanscoy insulted!

Now, cowboy.

One time, real polite,

I'm asking you to drink to an officer

of the United States Cavalry.

-The only officer I drink to is General Robert E. Lee.

[ Crowd murmuring ]

-Second Cavalry!

Hoah!

Form two ranks right here!

Come on! Let's move it!

All right! Let's move, move, move!

Come on! Get in there!

Hurry up!

All right! Parade rest!

Not a man move!

Doak, Maxwell, come here.

Now, I was figurin' on this little thing all by my own self,

but I wanna share it with you brave boys.

Come on.

Now, general who?

[ Women screaming ]

[ Spits ]

-Hey!

[ All shouting ]

-Hey! Hey!

[ Women screaming ]

-Let's use the bull's head! Go get him, Sam!

Here, here, here, here! Break it up!

Quit! Quit! Quit it!

Let me at him! Let me at him!

-Now, you be quiet, you hear me?

And you heist you up! Take...

-Who the devil are you?

-Never you mind who I am.

I heared about this ruckus you been causin'...

-I'm causin'?

-You're causin'!

-You hear that? I'm a troublemaker.

No, sir, weren't me toasting no sour belly

General Robert E. Lee.

-Whoa.

Now, just back off there

'cause that's gettin' just pure old insult.

And I ain't gonna have no more of it.

-You know what you got ahold of, boy?

One more of you ridge runners just gonna perk up my appetite.

-Looky here, Sarge.

I know that you've been havin' a lot

of Indian fights and everything.

But you ain't a fixin' to come in here and bust up

Miss Kitty's saloon 'cause I ain't gonna stand for it.

-Oh, you gonna stop me?

-Well, I was hopin' to talk you out of it.

But if you got other ideas in mind, well, just...

-And he ain't alone. -Oh, yeah, well...

-It's gonna take more than all your rebs to whip our sergeant!

[ All shouting ]

-Hush! Hush!

All of you!

Now, this here's something

that's just betwixt the sergeant and me.

-[ Laughs ]

Well, now, come on, ridge runner, get up here.

Come on! Get on your feet!

That's just the beginning!

Oh, come on, now.

You can't hide back there behind them soldier boys!

Let's get at it now! Come on!

Robert E. Lee. [ Spits ]

Come on, now!

♪

♪

[ All shouting ]

-Go on!

[ All shouting ]

♪

-It was this one here that started it.

-Now, now, Marshal.

All we was doing was having a little fun.

That's all! -Yeah, well, the fun's over.

I want you to send one of your men for Major Vanscoy.

-Aw, Doak, Maxwell, go get him.

And I mean get him. Bring him back here.

-All right, you're coming with me.

Let's go.

-All right, buzzer face, you and me

got some unfinished business soon as the major

straightens out your boss, you hear?

-You ain't even got me started, you knucklehead.

[ Breathing heavily ]

Miss Kitty, uh...

-That was a good fight!

-It was a great fight!

[ All talking ]

-Well, three months in the field

without the sight of a town,

I'm sure you understand that, Marshal.

-I understand that, Major. -Well,

why are you making this such an issue out of a simple brawl?

-Because that simple brawl

could have wound up in a gunfight

between your men and a bunch of those Texas drovers.

-Oh, I doubt that.

-The sergeant almost caused it to happen.

-Begging the major's pardon.

-Sergeant Spear caused a little trouble

because he had too much to drink, that's all.

Look drunk to you now?

-Not now, he doesn't, no.

-I think you could have released him quietly

without calling me into town.

-And I could have locked him up, too.

That's what I should have done.

-Marshal, the point is that my men

saw you arrest the sergeant,

and they know I'm here.

-That's exactly the way I wanted it.

-Marshal Dillon, I have a duty to uphold the morale of my men.

-And I have a duty to protect this town.

-My men and I protect a lot of towns!

-I'm aware of that, Major.

-I'm known as an enlisted man's officer.

That's a man who'll put himself on the line

for his men any time, any place.

I've fought and I've won some battles

that other men might have lost for that very reason.

My men believe in me, accept my authority.

They follow my orders without question.

-I can appreciate that, Major.

But the conduct of your men in the field is your concern.

Their conduct in this town is my concern.

-How am I supposed to take that?

-You can take it any way you want to, just as long

as your men understand the rules in this town.

-Very well, sir.

My sergeant, is he or is he not free to go?

-He's free to go, Major,

in your custody.

♪

-Good night.

-I don't know what to say, Major.

-You've never been at a loss for words before.

-Really dumb.

Started slow enough, then built up before I realized.

-Well, that marshal built it up a little bit, too.

-Yes, sir.

-Where's your horse?

-I left him in front of the saloon.

-All right.

-I want everybody to see that no town marshal can keep

a man of the Second penned up. -Yes, sir.

They're gonna know you didn't let me down, Major.

-I hope so.

-Marshal had no right to talk to you like that.

-Good night, Sergeant.

-Good night, sir.

♪

-There goes old Glory Gut.

-How'd he get Spear out of jail?

-How do I know?

He can do most anything.

-[ Sighs ]

[ Sighs ]

[ Men cheering ]

-Well, you didn't think the major

was gonna leave me to stay in jail, did ya?

-No, sir! He's a mighty powerful man.

-Now, you boys go on. Get back to it.

Have one for me and the major while you're at it.

I'm gonna call it a night.

Where do you two boys think you're goin'?

-Don't worry. You've got all our money.

[ Piano playing ] -Well, ain't that a shame?

You better mount up and come on back to camp with me.

-Right now?

-Now.

-Well, whaddya know? You must be slippin', Sarge.

-What do ya mean? -Yeah, Sarge.

That ridge runner don't seem like you fazed him much

unless you're anxious to get back to camp and bed.

-He's the one that caused the major

to be talked to like he was.

Tend this animal, boy.

Hey, you. Whiskers.

-Oh, it's you. Is it?

-It was you that got the major called down.

-What's that supposed to mean?

-It means that you and me got some settlin'

unless you figure on stickin' all four straight in the air.

-Let me tell you somethin'.

Onliest time a Haggen flat of his back

is when somebody puts him there.

And that takes a heap of doin'.

-Then let's get at it.

-Ugh!

-You know what? -What?

-I'm thinkin' that could be us in there

with Spear poundin' us half to death.

-Yeah.

-I got to hand it to you, Whiskers.

Pound for pound, you're as good a man as I ever met.

-Doak! -What?

-We ain't never gonna get another chance like this.

Come on!

[ Piano continues in distance ]

-[ Groaning ]

♪

-The money! -The money?

-The money! The money we lost.

We ain't got no spending money. Get it.

Oh, no, just what we lost.

-Why not?

-'Cause this ain't no robbery killing.

It's a revenge killing.

♪

Come on.

♪

-[ Groaning ]

Doc! Doc!

♪

Doc!

♪

Somebody get Doc!

♪

♪

-What do you think there?

-I don't know. It's pretty much up to him.

I've done all I can. -All right.

Well, let's go to the office.

♪

Let's get back inside.

-But I ain't got nothin' to hide, Matthew.

I told you what happened. -I know.

Over here, Festus. I believe you.

But I don't know whether Major Vanscoy will.

Just keep out of sight till I talk to him.

♪

Doak, Maxwell, dismount. Corporal.

-Sir? -Take charge of the men.

The troop will remain right here.

-Yes, sir. -All right.

You men, follow me. -Yes, sir.

-Dismount.

-What's going on?

-Major Vanscoy is headed up here, Doc.

♪

-Marshal Dillon, I want the man that killed Sergeant Spear.

-Sergeant Spear is still alive, Major.

-Is he gonna live?

-Well, I can't tell you that.

-Well, what are his chances?

-Well, they're not very good.

-Where's the man who stabbed him?

-We don't know who stabbed him.

-You don't know?

-Well, I know! It was that friend of yours

who had a fight with him! -He had a fight with him, yes.

But Festus didn't stab him.

He was knocked unconscious, and when he came to,

he saw two men running down the alley, two soldiers.

-I think you know where he is, Marshal.

Tell me.

-That's not important.

-I want that man.

-If I thought he was guilty,

I would have arrested him myself, Major.

-I think you're protecting him

because he's a friend of yours, Marshal.

But I warn you,

I'll search every building in Dodge City if necessary.

-You have no authority for that.

-Oh, no?

I've got a troop of cavalry.

-You use them, Major, you'll be breaking the law.

-Are you telling me that you'll try to stop us, Marshal?

-That's what I'm telling you.

-Well, that's your business, Marshal.

-Major.

The only way you can do this legally

is to declare martial law.

-Consider it done.

-You've got to have written authority for that.

-I think, under the circumstances,

I can get the backup if I require it.

-All right. Then you get your backup first.

-Well, I'm telling you to arrest that man

and turn him over to me by sunup.

Or that's all.

Follow me.

♪

This is my authority right here, Marshal.

I meant what I said.

I want that man arrested and turned over to me by sunup.

♪

Carry on!

♪

-Matt?

-Hey.

-Where is he? -He's right here.

-Sounds kind of ugly. -Yeah.

We definitely gotta find a place to hide him.

Kitty, could we keep him at your place?

-Well, certainly.

-Festus, come on out of there.

Festus?

♪

-Halt! Who goes there?

Advance and be recognized. -Name's Haggen.

I wanna see your Major Vanscoy.

-Corporal of the Guard!

I seen you in town, mister.

You're the one who knifed our sergeant.

Corporal of the Guard!

-What's the trouble here? -I caught him.

I caught him ridin' in here like he own the world.

-I'm wantin' to see your Major Vanscoy.

You gonna take me to where he's at?

-He's the one that knifed Sergeant Spear.

-Take it nice and easy.

-Get off that mule.

-Nice and easy.

Take it easy, now.

Don't you move.

-Oh, put that pistol away.

-I'm taking you to the major right now!

-That's what I've been askin you to do...

-And none of your back talk. -Ya knuckle head.

-Just move along!

-As you were, trooper.

-Okay. Hold it.

Hey, trooper.

Take care of this man's mule.

-Major Vanscoy, I...

-Yes?

-I've came here to tell you

I'm the one that done the fightin' with your sergeant.

-Well, go inside the tent.

Corporal, you stand guard.

-You heard the major.

-I've came here to palaver with him.

Now, would you quit? -Move!

-What's he doing here?

-How the devil should I know?

-Did you stab Sergeant Spear?

-No, sir.

-Like I told you, I'm the one

that done the fightin' with him.

Well, actually, it was him done most of the fightin'.

-I see.

When you found you couldn't beat him with your fists,

why, you just took a knife and stabbed him.

Right?

-No, sir. I didn't stab him.

-Did he stab himself?

-I don't know. -What do you know?

What did you come here to tell me?

-I reckon the mainest reason I've came here is because I

heared you say you was fixin' to ride into Dodge at sunup.

And I figured you meant that.

-I meant it, yes.

-Well, Matthew, I knowed he meant it when he told you

he's fixin' to stop you if you did ride into town.

So instead of gettin' a bunch of your soldier boys

and them town folks killed,

I figured I'd oughta turn myself over to ya.

-Well...

that's a warm-hearted story.

I just find it a little hard to believe.

-Appears to me you find a whole heap of things hard to believe,

especially when there's some truth to it.

-I can't believe that any man who'd use a knife on another man

like an unprincipled savage

would care very much about hurting a lot of people.

-Major, like I told ya, I didn't stab your sergeant.

-Who stabbed my sergeant?

-I don't know.

But I'll tell ya what I do know if you wanna listen to it.

-I don't like it.

Why would he come riding in here in fear of his life?

Maybe he saw us. -No.

He couldn't-a seen us.

It was too dark.

-I say let's take our horse and get out of here right now.

-Oh, that's real smart.

We desert, they figure it was us that stabbed Spear right off.

We got to stay here.

Look.

[ Horse snorts ]

-Okay, trooper.

Take his horse.

Back to your post.

-Well, this is quite a night for visitors.

-Thank you.

-Festus, you shouldn't have done a fool thing like this.

-I have to disagree with you, Marshal.

Your friend isn't a fool. I think he's a very brave man.

He came here to stop us

from facing one another in the morning.

-That's exactly what I figured

when I couldn't find you in town.

-Well, you knew him, and I didn't.

But I'm a pretty good judge of men, and I believe him.

We've got a problem here, Marshal.

Your friend says that... What's your name?

-Festus, Festus Haggen. -Ah.

Festus said that he saw two men running away from the sergeant.

They were in uniform.

Question is, which two of my soldiers were they?

-That's all I seen, was the uniforms.

-Apparently, there were no other witnesses.

-There was one other witness.

-There was another witness?

-The sergeant himself.

♪

♪

[ Hoofbeats approaching ]

-Everything all right, Marshal?

-Everything's fine. Why?

-We figured there might be some trouble.

-There's not gonna be any trouble, boys.

Now, maybe you'd better move along.

Huh? -Okay.

-Corporal, dismount the men.

Have them assemble at the doctor's office.

-Yes, sir!

-Major, come on in and have some coffee.

-Keep your mounts saddled!

-Well, what are we doing here?

Corporal, how come we're just hangin' around town?

-The major wants us here

till we get the word on Sergeant Spear.

-I thought he was dyin'.

-Doctor John gives him a fifty-fifty chance.

And if he pulls through,

he could tell us whether Whiskers did it or not.

Come on. Let's go.

-You think he's gonna make it?

-Shut up.

Corporal said he had a fifty-fifty chance, didn't he?

-Yeah. -Well, it could go either way.

Now we just have to stand --

♪

-Doc? What time is it?

-Straight up.

-'Bout time I wadn't here dawn, ain't it?

-I would say so.

-Well, if it was one of them soldier boy yayhoos,

we're gonna find out directly.

♪

Matthew! Matthew?

All right, look out, boys. Clear the way.

-Hold on, now. What's going on up there?

-Well, Doc sent me to fetch the marshal.

Your sergeant, he's coming out of it.

[ Soldiers cheering ]

-Wait a minute. You mean he's coming around?

-Oh, yeah, he's perkin' up, just purty as you please.

Matthew!

Major? Matthew?

Didn't see none of em actin' no different

than the other ones did, Major.

-All right. I tell you what you do.

Pretend we're not in here.

Pretend like you're still looking for us.

Ask for me and the major out there.

-Yes, sir.

Hey!

Has anybody saw the marshal anyplace?

-Think the Sarge'll talk?

-The devil do I know?

-Has anybody saw the marshal?

-Come on.

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-What are ya doin'? Don't leave.

Not like that, we ain't.

Come on.

Any horses in there?

-Yeah. -Yes?

-Yeah.

-Come on.

-Get outta yer ute.

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-All right. Hold it right there, boys.

Stand right where you are.

-Men.

Now, let me handle this, Marshal.

These men are in my command.

You men took the responsibility

for doing what you did.

Now you've got some consequences to face.

And you're gonna face them.

I want you to hand over those weapons

to me.

Let's have them.

Quick!

[ Gunshots ]

[ Horses neighing ]

-You all right? -Yes.

-Why don't you stay here and cover me.

[ Horse neighs ]

[ Gunshot ]

[ Gunshot ]

[ Gunshot ]

[ Gunshot ]

[ Gunshot ]

[ Gunshot ]

-Max! Max.

♪

-Let me see where you're hit, boy.

-Major...

Maxwell and me...

deserted.

I'm sorry.

I didn't wanna die.

♪

-I sure coulda gotten used to this featherbed.

-Oh, that ain't no featherbed.

Old Doc here's got that stuffed with money.

-[ Chuckles ]

Think I could have been out on bivouac all the time.

[ Door opens ]

-Doc.

-Well, now, you're looking something better, Sergeant.

-I've been in good hands, Marshal.

-Sergeant,

Doak said something to me just before he died about deserting.

Do you know what he meant by that?

Sergeant?

-I didn't wanna tell you about that, sir.

-About what?

-Well, when we charged that Sioux war party,

Doak and Maxwell deserted.

I brought them back.

-You didn't wanna tell me about a thing like that?

-I couldn't.

-I'm not so big I can't be told when my men go astray.

And you'll remember that in the future, Sergeant.

-Yes, sir.

-Doctor, is Sergeant Spear fit to be released?

Yes, as far as I'm concerned.

-Good.

We've got a wagon waiting for you downstairs

to take you back to the bivouac area.

-Sergeant, here.

-Come on, Tim.

-See ya later.

-See ya, Matt.

-He sure did come out of it fast, didn't he?

-It is remarkable.

-I coulda told ya that.

-You coulda told me what?

-Well, that he's just a natural fast healer is what he is.

-Well, how'd you arrive at that conclusion?

-It's just on his head.

-In his head, huh?

-No, on his head.

We was having that ruckus in Long Branch other day,

why, I'd glomped onto his head onced or twice,

and there they was.

-There what was?

-The bumps.

-What bumps?

-The bumps my Great-aunt Herkle used to read.

-Oh, I shoulda known, of course, of course.

-What? -That somebody in your family

just had to be a phrenologist.

-What? -A phrenologist.

-That'll just be enough of that.

You don't hear me going around callin' your kinfolks names.

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

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