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♪

-Starring James Arness
as Matt Dillon.

[ Neighs ]

-Oh, yeah.

Uh, I got it here someplace.

-He's the one?

-He's young for a doctor.

-Traveling with a pretty lady
always makes a trip seem short.

Newly, ma'am.
Newly O'Brian.

If pretty lady sounded wrong,
I'm sorry.

I mean, I was just tryin'
to be neighborly like you folks

put it out this way.

-Mind if I ride up top
with you, old-timer?

-Well, if you don't mind
gettin' your ear talked off,

come right along.

Hyah!
Giddyup!

-The ticket I bought

said I'm entitled
to a full seat.

-What the lady means is
she'd feel more comfortable

if you, uh, sat a little closer
to your own window.

You'd probably
feel more comfortable yourself.

-I will decide, uh,
where I sit, señor.

-I'll say this, I don't think
I could sit here all the way

to Dodge and watch
the lady being annoyed.

That leaves me the choice
of getting off the stage

and catching the next one
or throwing you off.

I don't know whether you're
a gambling man or not,

but don't take odds
it won't be me staying aboard.

-You said what, señor?

-I said you're
about three seconds

from landing on your head

if you don't sit over
on your side of the seat.

Sure is nice country out here.

A man could sure spread himself.

I'm new to the West.

I'm from Pennsylvania.

-I never woulda guessed.

-[ Chuckles ]

-Well, not back in '54.

No, sirree.
It meant a man's scalp

if he didn't have one of them
shotguns up in front.

And one in back too.

-Very interesting.

-Oh,
I could tell you some stories.

The way the Indians
used to come up with pretties

so they could waylay the freight
run comin' from Beaver Creek.

-Work ahead.

We'll turn right to the north.

-Oh, no, no.

We turn left.

Be just inside the 40 miles
to Dodge when we make that fork.

-Let's do it my way for now.

♪

-Maybe you didn't notice,
mister,

but we ain't carryin'
no cash box.

-I noticed.

I'll take those reins now,
old-timer.

-Nobody takes these reins.
-I'll take them, I said.

-[ Cries out ]

♪

-Get up! Yah! Go!

♪

♪

-Hyah! Hyah!

-We've turned off the main road.

-Now, the question
of where and how I sit, señor,

and also something about

somebody falling on their head
in the middle of the road, huh?

-Where's this stage headed?

-Sometimes,
a surprise is more better.

-We're carrying nothing
but passengers: no mail,

no gold I know of.

I don't think the resale value
of stages is that high.

Leaves abduction.

-Abduction?

For what purpose?

-That is a delicate question.

-What are you doin'?

-Well, I think it's a good idea
for someone

not to see where one
goes because, you know,

you may wanna come back,
and that's no good.

-I imagine, ma'am,
there's some sort of a hideaway

we're not supposed to see.

Excuse me,
but are you by some chance

rich enough to warrant
a ransom being paid?

-Well, I sure don't have enough

to warrant them goin'
to all this trouble.

-Meal money and stage fare
to Dodge is about all

I came to Beaver Creek with.

That lets me out, too.

-Eh, I don't mind
if you be quiet now.

[ Gunshots ]

In one hour more,
you are going to be the --

the guests of Manez.

-Manez?

-Eh, you know,
he like a good joke.

Maybe you gonna be funny
for him too, eh?

No? Hmm?
[ Chuckles ]

-Who's Manez?

-He's a border cutthroat

who's been makin' trouble
up this way.

Them shots we heard
must have been the signal

that we're comin' in.

Wherever that is.

-[ Chuckles ]

♪

-Stage crossin' the mesa
now, sir.

[ Indistinct conversations ]

-Manez, stage is comin'.

[ Indistinct conversations ]

-Whoa.

-Hey, Manez.

See what we got for you
now, huh?

Come on. Come on.
There you go.

Come on.
Look.

Huh?

You know what?

This doctor here,
he's a very funny fellow.

[ Laughs ]

[ Grunts ]

Don't talk to me...

Eso gringo,he insulted me.

-I will kill you.

-All right.

-Hold it, Doctor.

Save your muscle
for your patient.

-What is she doing here?

-She was on the stage.

-Well, so was the driver.

-I couldn't see how a woman
would cause us any problem.

-Maybe it's about time somebody
told us what's goin' on.

-Yeah.
-You will follow me.

You will assist the doctor.

-Assist who?

-There will be no delay.

[ Indistinct conversations ]

[ Laughter ]

[ Whistling and cheering ]

We will make this understand.

My brother lives,
you and the woman

can continue
on your destination.

My brother dies...

I will not be too sure
you saw him as worth living.

Do you understand?

-Well, as long
as you're bringing it up,

there's a few things
I don't understand. One...

-When Manez is grateful,
a man profits.

When Manez is not grateful...

-Your point is well taken.

-You will do your best.

What will you need?

-Need?
-Need?

Hot water, more assistance?

-Uh, hot water.

Plenty of hot water.

-You will have it.

-There are couple of things
that are becoming mighty clear

to me.

Manez and his comancheros,
the Beaver Creek paper

had it that they tried
to hold up a bank in Hemming.

Three were killed
and one was wounded.

Looks to me like you've been
elected to take care

of the wounded one.

-Ma'am, we're in for a bit
of trouble.

-I have no doubt that we are.

The things
I've heard about that man,

you wouldn't believe.

-Oh, I believe 'em
just by lookin' at him.

That's why I figured
I'd keep my mouth closed.

-I don't follow you, Doc.

-Doc.

Back in Beaver Creek, that hotel
clerk kept calling me Doc, too,

but I thought that was just
his way of talking.

-Are you saying
you're not a doctor?

-Ma'am, that's
exactly what I'm sayin'.

-But the medical bag.

-My Uncle Newton
left it to me when he died.

Haven't much else

and the bills were paid off.

I carry my tools in it.

-Tools?

-Gunsmith tools.

That's what I'm takin' up
for a living.

All I carry is a scalpel,
medical clamps, pair of forceps,

things I figured on selling
when I got to needin' the cash.

For gun wadding,
I use gauze bandages.

[ Chuckles ]

I, uh, guess it looks like
a real doctor's bag at that.

-Did you say we were in
for a bit of trouble?

-Well, I didn't say a lot
because I started medical school

and spent enough time to get by.

-Then you have had
medical training?

-Uh-huh.

My Uncle Newton, he raised me.

Figured I should follow
along his footsteps,

so I stuck it out for six months
and tried engineering.

I got a year
of that under my belt

before I figured
I'd try my luck further west,

paying my way fooling with guns
that needed fixing.

-Did you say six months
of medical school?

-I read a whole lot, too, ma'am.

Don't concern yourself too much.

Like my Uncle Newton
used to say,

there's a time
for worrying and time for doing.

Right now, the way this man
has been bleeding,

might be a time for worrying.

♪

♪

-There's over a half 100 men
lookin' for us.

-That doctor, he is very young.

-We should be headed out.

-My brother cannot ride.
-It's only a question of time

before they start lookin'
up this canyon.

-So?

-You said we'd move outta here
after the raid on Hemming.

Move back to Mexico.

-You are saying we're leaving?

-I'm sayin' your brother should
take his chances on travelin'.

-He would die in the saddle.

So here we will stay.

It is this always.

We ride as one man.

-Seems to look some better.

-A man generally picks up when
he feels he's being cared for.

-He's gonna make it.

-I sincerely hope so, ma'am.

-So?

-He's lost a lot of blood.

-This I know.

-He's carrying that slug
pretty deep too.

-When will you remove
the bullet?

-There isn't a doctor
in the world that'd go

probing for that bullet
until he makes some blood back.

Meaning nobody's gonna
do anything for him

today, tonight,

maybe not even tomorrow.

-I will decide
when it is to be done.

-Then you can also decide to do
the operating yourself, mister.

-He's a boy, nothing more.

-If you care for him so much,

what's he doing riding with you?

-I do not need advice.

-I wasn't thinkin'
of giving you any.

It'd be a waste.

-All I want from you

is your skill
to save my brother's life.

-I've done
all I can for the moment.

Right now he needs rest.

By morning,
you'll be able to tell how fast

or slow
he's getting his strength back.

-You sure don't mind
speakin' your thoughts, do you?

-When you meet a man eye
to eye,

you get him to blinkin' first,

so they say.

-You know somethin', Newly?

I think I'm gettin' to like you.

-[ Chuckles ]

Well, ma'am, that
kind of makes my day.

-Well, you better hustle here.

Mr. Manez don't take to you
people lazing at a meal time.

-If he dies -- he sure
has a 50/50 chance of doin'

just that -- I'd say Manez won't
be feelin' too kindly toward us.

-Especially when he finds out
you're not a doctor.

-Right. We gotta get
something working for us.

-Suggestions?

-Miss Russell, have you got
any idea of where we might be?

-Except that we're
in canyon country,

I haven't the slightest.

What are you doing?

-Well, I'm not too sure yet,

except that this has about the
same diameter as a gun barrel.

Man would have a hard time
walkin' outta this place...

...which leaves us needing help
from the outside.

-That's pretty good
figuring.

-Yeah. My Uncle Newton always
said I was one for figuring.

-Quite a man,
your Uncle Newton.

-Taking that figuring
a step further,

the first things is to get word
to that marshal in Dodge.

Might could be he'd help.

-Might could be.

♪

-Manez say you don't...

What you got there, huh?
-If you don't mind,

I prefer my instruments
not being handled.

-Manez say...

He say you coming to eat.

Please.

-Where we go, we live well.

If it is not there, we provide.

-Let's get back to that stuff
you claim you need.

-Ether. And it's not a question
of my claiming.

They've been finding out it's
shock killing patients.

Ether does the trick.
It keeps them asleep

through everything.

-Juan will stand the pain.

My brother is a brave man.

-Mr. Manez, I just got through
telling you

there's not a doctor
in the world

who'd go probing
for a bullet as deep as that one

without using an anesthetic.

That includes me.

-A bottle of whiskey in him.

-A bottle of whiskey in him

and you can bury him without me
even touching him.

-Well, let's assume this doctor
of Dodge has some on hand,

how are you gonna get it
without tipping him off

that you're treating
a wounded man?

-I'll just tell him I'm, uh,

operating on some farmer
who broke his leg.

-Dr. Adams would never
question another doctor

needing emergency drugs.

-You talk like you know
that Dodge doctor real well.

-I should.
Dodge is my home.

-What did you do in Dodge?

-I own the Long Branch Saloon.

-Oh.

I spent some time
in Dodge a while back.

Seems to me I heard a couple
of things

about you and the marshal there.

-You are a lawman's woman?

You're a lawman's woman?

-Take your hands off the lady.

-A loose tongue can easily be
removed, my friend.

-I'd rather
you didn't call me friend.

Now, take your hands
off the lady.

-Answer me.

♪

I will enjoy hearing you beg
for your death.

-You'd better start
behaving yourself, Mr. Manez,

or you're gonna be short
one brother.

-Leave him to me!
-Hold it!

We either ride out of here
with your brother tonight,

take our chances
he'll live through that ride,

or we let him take
that slug out.

-These things you need,
you will go to Dodge.

One of my men
will take you there.

You will get from the doctor
this thing,

and you will return.

-We'll send Turner with him.

Turner's face
is new around these parts.

-Now I make you a promise.

You do not return?

You attempt to speak
to one person there?

And this woman's screams
will fill this canyon.

This I promise on my mother's
grave.

-The bets are off
unless your mother's grave

can stand some more swearing.

Miss Russell leaves here
the minute I get back,

before I do any operating.

-She leaves after my brother
is taken care of.

-Un-uh.

We're at a standoff then.

-You sure push it, boy.

-Only my brother is important.

It is agreed.

-Let's get it started.

♪

-Sit down.

You know,

it's not a bad thing
to have the friendship of Manez.

I have a woman
like you

in San Miguel.

-My sympathy is with her.

-I have a woman like you, yes.

You will be like her.

A little tear, perhaps,
at first,

then a smile.

[ Chuckles ]
Always it ends with a smile.

♪

♪

-Take only a minute, Mr. Turner.
I'll be right back.

-Stayin' right
along with you, Doc.

Orders to keep you in sight
like you heard.

-Trust, Mr. Turner,
is the cornerstone

of lasting friendship.

-Following Mr. Manez's orders

is the cornerstone of keepin'
alive.

-Yeah.

Well, I guess you look enough
like the worried kin

of my patient.

-Worried is a good way
to put it, Doc.

I'm real worried

about what might happen
to that red-headed lady

if you was to cause trouble.

-Well, you don't have
to remind me about that.

-Oh.
Howdy there.

-Hi. How are ya?

-Is there somethin' I can help
you fellers with, is there?

-Uh, no.

Uh, no thanks.
We're just, uh...

-You lookin' for old Doc,
are you?

If you are, he ain't there.

See, they had them a big ruckus
out at the Caldwell place

this mornin', and he rolled out
early with Marshal Dillon.

Won't be back till late
in the day, more than likely.

-Uh, we've got time to wait.

-I'll tell you what you could
do, you could ride out there.

It ain't but about a mile
east of town.

-Uh, we'll wait here.

-Uh, thanks.

-Suit yourselves.

-[ Sighs ]

-Break in up there easy enough.

-That's a good way
to also break into jail.

Why don't we just wait here?
Someplace where it's cool

like -- like the saloon.
-Huh?

-A drink would sure help
pass some of the time.

-Oh, no.

What Mr. Manez says, he means.

I aim to keep my skin.

-Who'd know if we got rid
of some of this thirst?

-Ride like we had sure
does it to a man, all right.

No, we'd better find us

somewheres
to talk the time away.

-Well, I like the saloon.
They got sarsaparilla,

and I figure me buying
whatever we'll be drinkin'.

-Be cool sittin' in there.

-Sure will.

-Don't guess one do no harm.

-[ Sighs ]

[ Slurring ]
-Get some service over here!

Hate to see
you spendin' your good money,

not bein' treated like a man.

[ Slurring ]
-Well, thank you, Mr. Turner.

I sure like the way
you -- you handle things.

-What you gotta do
to get a bottle around here?

-Well, I didn't hear
you call for one.

-Well, maybe those ears
of yours need a little cleanin'.

Oh, he's lookin' for trouble.

-Huh?

-Saying a thing like that
under his breath about you.

-What?

-[ Exhales ]

I just ain't takin' no barkeep

slightin' a friend of mine,
by God.

I tell you that right now.

-You got a smart mouth, huh?

-Care to repeat
it lookin' square at a man?

-Well, I don't know
what you're talkin' about.

-He don't know
what we're talkin' about.

-I'm talkin'
about your smart mouth.

-Yeah, your big mouth.

-Now, you two boys better go
somewhere and sleep this off.

-Hey, wait a minute.

-I told you to go somewhere
and sleep it off.

-Festus.
Festus.

-Insultin' a man
when he's payin' good marks...

-Festus.

A couple of boys
in the Long Branch

are feelin' their drinks,
Festus.

-I said, stop it!

[ Smashes ]

[ Crashing ]

-Get out of the way.
-Ah!

[ Smashes ]

-Get out of the way, you.

All right, kid!
-Here.

-That'll be
just about enough of that.

-Lawmen
all have the same smell,

and it ain't exactly
like a daisy.

-Doc, me and you's
got one mind.

-Lawman,
you don't look so tough to me.

-You need to straighten
up there, you --

-Oh, my friend got it tilted,

Marshal.
He'll wear it off.

-We'll be talkin'
about that and the damages

you done soon as you sleep it
off here in the jailhouse.

-Sleepin', Marshal?
We don't need no sleep.

-Young feller, listen to me.

Are you gonna amble down yonder

by yourself or will you
need a little persuadin'?

[ Hoofbeats passing by ]

-No, sir, Marshal.

-You too, mustache.

Go on.

[ Indistinct conversations ]

-There, there.
You get in there, mush-mouth.

-Marshal, this town
of Dodge sure is at spit hole.

-Now you just make yourself
at home there on that bunk

like it oughta be, will you?

-Yes, sir.

-Never saw anybody go to sleep
so fast in my born days.

[ Whispering ]
-Marshal.

-Will you hush up
and lay down on that bunk

and go to sleep
like I told you to?

I'm gettin' tired
of listenin' to you.

-Marshal, I'm not drunk,
and I gotta talk to ya.

-First thing is,
I ain't no marshal.

I'm a deputy marshal.

And next thing is,
you'll make a heap more sense

after you snooze a while
on that bunk.

So get to snoozin'.

-I'm with Kitty Russell,
and we're in trouble.

♪

Now, this is where I had
the blindfold taken off.

Right -- right back here
on the stage road.

It was, uh, it was high country
we went into, mining country.

Uh, some place
north of the road.

-Festus, you've done a lot
of trappin'

out around the Beaver Creek
area, haven't ya?

-Well, pretty near every spring,
Matthew. Why?

-Well, what about those old
abandoned mines out there?

Any of 'em big enough to hold
Manez and his bunch?

-Well, let's see here.

There -- there's
the old Floridora,

Black Mesa, Silver Leg...

-I didn't see any names,
Festus.

There wasn't anything
to see except the mine itself,

the outlaws,
and, uh, the Indians.

-Injuns?

-Yes, sir.
They seemed like,

uh, they had some sort
of an agreement with Manez, uh,

hunting for him, cooking.

-Well, that sounds
like Black Mesa, Matthew.

Them mangy scamps,

they wouldn't be particular
about workin' for Manez,

long as he give 'em plenty
of drinkin' whiskey.

Probably even usin' 'em for
lookouts on that south trail.

-Yeah, Black Mesa would make
a lot of sense, all right.

They could see anybody comin'
up that south trail for miles,

and they'd have a lot
of escape routes to the north.

Festus, go out to the Caldwell
place and get Doc.

Bring him into town, explain
things to him on the way.

-Back before you
can bat your eyeball.

-Newly, I know
this is askin' a lot,

but would you be game
to go back up there?

You could be a lot of help
to us.

-Uh, you couldn't keep me away,
Marshal,

not with Miss Russell up there.

As long as Manez figures I can
be of some help to his brother,

I'd say we're one up on him.

-Good.

Now, here's what I'd like to do.

Festus and I'll go in there
from the east by foot.

And that's pretty rough terrain,

so it should take us
till about noon tomorrow.

Now, I'll try and work it
so that the posse

will come up that south trail
about an hour later.

-Uh-huh, forcing Manez
to move out.

-That's the idea, yeah.

I'd like to let you go tonight,

Newly, and be able
to follow you right up there,

but I'm just afraid for
those Indian lookouts that...

-Miss Russell up there.
No, sir.

I'd better go up by myself.

-Yeah.
Do you think there's any chance

you could smuggle a gun
in there?

Might be a lotta help when we --

when we come in tomorrow.

-[ Sighs ]

Um, I can't see
myself getting a gun past Manez.

But maybe a couple
of bullets would help.

-Couple of bullets?
-Yes, sir.

I'm pretty good at puttin' odds
and ends together,

and right now I've got kind
of a contraption.

Well, maybe a gun.

Anyway, a couple
of bullets inside my sock

would give me a feeling
of comfort up there.

-You've got 'em.

Ah,

Festus was tellin' me something
about you being a gunsmith.

-I've been foolin' around with
guns ever since I was a kid.

It seemed a good way to pay
my way traveling out here.

-Good.

Well, right now you better
join your friend in here

and get a little sleep.
-Yes, sir.

-Well, let's hope we get
a little luck ridin' with us.

-Thank you, sir.
I'll keep my fingers crossed.

-[ Snoring ]

-[ Sighs ]

Yes, sir, Mr. Turner.

Back in that saloon, you
were just as strong as a bull.

I don't know what they...
-We turn back here.

-You, uh, figure the blindfolds
gonna be necessary again?

-Well, I don't
guess your seein' the way in

will make much matter now.

-[ Chuckles ]

I don't get you, friend.

-You and me got out
of that Dodge jail just too easy

to be friends, Doc.

-[ Chuckles ]

I still don't get ya.

-Nary a mention of damages
that deputy said we was gonna

have to pay.

Now, I've been drinkin'
for 40 years,

gettin' tossed into jail,
and I never once

got out without what I had
to damages to the saloon.

-Well, maybe their d--

deputy just forgot to mention it
to the marshal.

-Oh, he sure forgot, all right.

And I figure that,
uh, you just maybe had a chance

to put somethin' else
into his mind.

-Look, Mr. Turner,
maybe we just look trusting.

-Just ain't buyin' it, Doc.

Mr. Manez won't be, neither.

Now, you just keep ridin'
up there ahead of me.

And if you get a funny feeling
in the back of your neck,

that's where I'm fixin'
to put a bullet the minute

I get the feeling
you got on your mind

more than just ridin' on ahead.

♪

♪

-Stop.

Stop.

My friend, do you not think
it is wiser to use your tongue?

-We should be movin' out
with them.

-While you still have one.

-The Indians will get
his tongue flappin' fast enough.

-Wait.
He will talk.

Did you tell the truth?

-Hope it will make up for it,
Mr. Manez.

-Well, I sure have you make up
for it.

-A little silence
from you would perhaps help.

My men are leaving.

We, too, shall soon leave.

And your marshal's plans
will come to nothing.

Tell us what was said
between you.

It will make no difference.

-[ Breathing heavily ]

[ Sighs ]

We did have a talk.

-Yes, and?

-Guessing about
your collar size for a rope.

-[ Grunts ]

-[ Breathing heavily ]

When he speaks
without a smile,

you will have six horses.

Take him to the fire.

-What about your brother?
Doesn't he count anymore?

-We take your brother out
as he is, head out with them,

and stop guessin' when the posse
will be comin' down that trail.

-There will be
a two-hour warning

from the time
men appear on the trail.

It is enough to follow.
Stop.

Bring him to me.

You will look after my brother.

In one hour
he will be ready to travel.

If he is not,

we will give the woman to them.

♪

We will meet you
at the riverbed.

[ Calling to horses ]

You have one hour, my friend.
No more.

-I wish you wouldn't keep
calling me "friend."

♪

I don't see what thinkin' would
do about this, Miss Russell.

-Gonna do anything about him?

-He's an old worry to us.

-I don't mean that.

I mean, doesn't he stand
a pretty good chance of dyin'

unless you get that bullet
outta him?

-Doesn't worry me, either,
Miss Russell.

We didn't put 'em where he is.

-Well, now, look.
Just a minute.

I know this probably
doesn't make any sense to you,

but you're the only one here
who can save him.

And if he dies now,

I'll have
the feeling that we killed him.

-[ Sighs ]

I wish you hadn't put it
like that.

-I've helped Doc Adams give
ether before.

I'll get started.

-Matthew, I just was thinkin'

I been and done me too much

of city dude livin'.

There was a time when I
coulda ran up a little old slope

like this without ever takin'
an extra guzzler full of wind.

-We don't get outta here soon,

we're not gonna
get outta here at all.

-Get something to shade Juan
from the sun

when he rides on that wagon.

-Oh.

-More ether.

-Oh.

-Doc,

you're pretty good,
you know that?

-A few of them down there,
Matthew.

Rest of 'em must be
in the cave yonder.

-No.

I only count five, six horses.

Manez has moved the rest
of the men out.

-Yeah, he must've.

-Kitty and Newly must be
inside the cave.

-You know somethin', Matthew?

Them yahoos catch sight of us
before we get close,

Miss Kitty's gonna be
in a terrible pickle.

-Any way to get inside there
besides the main entrance?

-Well, if it ain't caved in,

there used to be a air hole
right over yonder.

-All right.

Well, you got a good line
of fire on 'em here.

You stay here.

I'll circle around,
see if I can get in there.

-Right you are.

-You fixin' on movin' out
pretty quick now, you reckon?

-You need courage,
there is always the bottle.

-Oh,
I was just meanin' two more...

-See to the doctor.

-We don't have very much time
left.

-I don't need any more time
for this.

-That thing gonna work?

-I know it doesn't look
like too much, Miss Russell,

but like my Uncle Newton
used to say,

you can never tell the depth
of the well

by the length
of the handle on the pump.

-If you don't mind
me saying so,

that doesn't sound too
reassuring.

-It'll work, Miss Russell.

I guarantee it.

-Hey, Manez.

-Don't gamble.
It won't work.

-Manez, let's get your brother
and move out now.

-Go help Turner.

Savrin, get the horses.

-You figurin' on turning
that doctor and the woman free?

-What do you think?

-Is your marshal friend
the punctual type?

-Punctual?
-He said he'd get here

by midday.

The safest place
for you is gonna be right here.

-I'd just as soon
take my chances on runnin'.

-Into one of those blind
canyons out there?

Now, look. I'll hold 'em off
till the marshal gets here.

-With that?

-I figure to shoot
a touch high,

but it'll stop
whatever I aim at.

-You take this gun.

-No, you keep it in case
things go wrong.

-If anything goes wrong,

I'd only have a chance
to get off one shot anyhow.

Please take it.

-I sure hope he's punctual.

[ Gunshots ]

[ Gunshot ]

[ Gunfire ]

[ Gunshots ]

[ Gunshots continue ]

[ Gunfire echoing ]

[ Silence ]

-Hold it right there, Manez.

Drop the gun.

[ Gunshot ]

-Hey, mister, I'm makin'
the same request as the marshal.

-Don't shoot.

I got no gun.

No gun.

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-Sure been a heap of new folks

came into Dodge these last
couple of years, ain't they?

-More comin' in all the time.

-And it's just about time I
put some doin'

into all the thinkin'
that I did.

-And what thinkin' is that,
Festus?

-About me goin' into business
for myself.

-Business?
For -- you?

-Yes, business, smart aleck.
-Well...

-Us Haggenses has been
in the business business

for a many and a many a year.

-Oh, they've been
in the business business.

Well, how do you figure
profit and loss, now?

How do you...
-I ain't goin' in business

for no loss, you ninny.

But I can tell you this,

a feller buys somethin'
for one penny

and then he'll go to work
and sell it for two pennies.

That there is a profit.

Now, what figurin'
does there take?

-Well, just stop wavin'
that in my face, will you?

That thing.
-It ain't nothin'

but a piece of pipe.

-Well, I don't care.
Just...

-Ain't that right, now,
Miss Kitty?

A -- a feller buys somethin'
for one penny, then

he'll go to work and sell it
for two pennies.

That's all there are to it,
ain't it?

-Uh, yeah.
It's somethin' like that.

-Well, I know it is.

Tell him.
-Well, I'm sorry.

I don't know what in thunder
I started this for.

-Festus, what kind of business
you figure to go into?

-Yeah.
-Well, I

was studyin' about goin'
into the gunsmithin' business,

but Newly, he's came to town
and took up that business.

And I'll tell you,
it's a pity that he done it.

-About Newly?
Why is that a pity?

-Well, uh, it ain't not

that he ain't a nice
young feller and all that,

but he ain't much of a gunsmith
if he made this here thing.

-Well, why is that?

-Well, because any fool

can see that
that there ain't gonna work.

Well, Matthew, every theory
of firearms weaponry

has been winned against right
there.

-Every theory
of firearms weaponry?

-I'll just make it simple
for you.

Ignition, explosion,
expansion, and expulsion.

Now, this here thing, it...

-You and Newly
had a little talk, did you?

-Well, yes, some.

But I never did bring
this here thing up at all.

It wasn't no reason
to hurt his feelings.

But I'll tell you, I'm just
mighty glad that you never

did have to use this here.

-Ignition, explosion,
expansion, and expulsion.

-Them there's just words

that us folks in firearms
weaponry uses, that's all.

Now, you see this here little
doodad right here, Miss Kitty?

Right there is the very reason

why this here thing
won't never work.

[ Explosion ]

-Give me that thing.
-Heavens.

-Newly, keep that,
and don't let him have it.

He'll kill somebody.
-Oh. Howdy, Newly.

-[ Sighs ]
Hello, Festus.

Just thought I'd bring over
my new sign and show you folks.

-Well, that's really somethin'.

-Did you carve that yourself?
-Yes, sir.

I sure did.

-Hey, where are you figurin'
on goin' into business?

Have you got it picked out yet,

do you?

-Well, I've been, uh,
lookin' at a couple of places,

but I haven't made up
my mind yet.

-Well, Newly, I'll tell you,

you won't have any trouble.
You can count on plenty

of business around here.
-Well, I hope so.

It seems like a pretty nice
place.

-Kitty, I'll see you later.

-Good.

-Newly, it is a nice place.

This is a fine town.
There's an awful lot

of fine folks in it too,
and you'll find that out.

But there are some that you kind
of have to keep an eye on

once in a while.

But you won't have very
much trouble

spottin' 'em --
I'll tell you that.

-No, you sure won't
have no trouble spottin' them.

-The one that I think you
oughta take k -- kind of keep

your eyes on is a fellow
in a great straggly beard.

-It's little, old short men
with a black hat

and white mustache...

-You can't miss him.

-Carries a dull knife
and a bunch of poison pills.

-You'll see him goin' up and
down Dodge every day on a mule.

-I'll tell you,

you better steer clear of him
because he...

-The only problem with him is

you can't tell him
apart from...

-His girlfriend, Ruth,

Why don't you hush?

-Hush.
Will you hush?

♪

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

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