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♪

[ Gunshot ]

♪

-"Gunsmoke," starring James Arness as Matt Dillon.

-End of the month?

But that's only 3 weeks off, Shamrock.

You got to give me more time than that.

-Had 2 months already.

I figure you can't find that much by then,

you never will.

And that would be too bad.

-You'll get it. I swear.

But 3 weeks...

-Got a partner over in Dodge. -No, no, no.

He don't know anything about this.

-You're part of the business, aren't ya?

-Yeah. But, uh...

we don't do much cash business,

and I've already borrowed as much as I can.

-Your problem, Cagle.

You should've thought about that before you got

in a no-limit game. -Yeah, but...

-Shamrock. -End of the month.

♪

-Shamrock.

-Can't have anything happen to you till I get my money.

-[ Spits ]

Freeze.

-Morning.

-You had your breakfast?

-Just finished. You?

-No.

No hurry.

Figure I'll get some before I leave town.

-End of the month.

-Who is that? -Name's Dave Reeves.

Come all the way from Cheyenne to kill that fella.

-He's a professional, uh...

-Gunfighter?

That's what he is, mister.

-Listen, uh... [ Chuckles ]

What do you figure it'd cost to hire a man like that?

-He'd kill a man for $100.

[ Shell casing clatters ]

♪

♪

-All I said was I just plain old ain't hungry.

-I can't believe that. You must be sick.

-I ain't sick.

-Well, I know you were gambling all night at Mason's

and probably out of money, that's what it is.

-Why don't you just read me a sermon?

-No. I think an empty belly is better for you than a sermon,

and I'm not gonna invest another nickel in feedin' you.

-I don't recollect asking you to feed me.

-Oh, no. Of course. You've just been --

-Doc giving you a bad time, Festus?

-Oh, we're... -Oh, he ain't botherin' me none.

-I was just making conversation.

-Well, don't try to get any... -I am plum stuffed up

to here with conversation with this old goat.

I... -I never saw that fella before.

-I saw him before.

That fella's kicked up ruckuses

all over this part of the country.

-Well, who is he?

-Name's Dave Reeves.

-Gunfighter? -You betcha.

-Wonder what he's doing here.

-Matthew will wanna know that, too.

-[ Exhales ]

-Hey, Carl.

-Uh-huh.

-Mind if I step out for a quick bite?

-Uh, no. Go ahead.

I'll stay here till you get back.

-Oh.

Was you figuring on going out?

-Well, uh...

thought I'd keep an eye on the Long Branch.

Anne is over there fitting a dress for Miss Kitty.

-Oh! -Well...

I just thought I'd get a chance to say hello.

-Well, in that case...

-No, no, Harv. Go ahead, I'll manage.

-Well, I'll be back in a jiffy. I...

Uh...

By the way, Carl, that puts me in mind --

Otis over at the bank asked again

about that mortgage on the yard.

You still ain't interested, are you?

-No, Harv, uh, don't see any need for it.

We're doing fine.

-We just thought maybe you could use a little ready cash,

uh...seeing there might be a wedding.

-[ Laughs ]

Does it show that much?

-Only enough so the whole town

is bettin' what day she'll say "Yes."

I thought you might be thinkin' about a new house or something.

-Well, uh...

-Well, with a fancy new wife and a boy --

-Ah, Anne's not fancy.

She's pretty hard-headed.

No, we'll get along without any mortgage.

-It's what I figured. Well, I'll tell Otis.

-You been gamblin' again, Harv?

-[ Laughs ]

What makes you ask a thing like that?

My bringin' up that mortgage, Carl?

-Well, you've seemed pretty anxious about money lately.

-Well, to tell you the truth, I thought you might jump at it.

Might be thinkin' to buy me out, my share of the business.

-Harv, now why would I do a thing like that?

-Well -- -Look, we're partners.

More than than, we're friends.

-We sure are, Carl, uh... been friends a long time.

-And will be for a long time yet.

Anne and the boy won't change that.

-There is one thing oughta change, though, Carl.

Agreement we had if anything

happened to either of us, the other would get the business.

Now, with a wife and son, you'll wanna leave 'em fixed.

It's no more than right. -Yeah.

We'll worry about that when the time comes --

if it comes.

She hasn't said "Yes" yet.

-Well, she will, Carl.

Uh, I'm bettin' real soon.

-Be right back.

-Matthew.

-Mr. Reeves.

-Cagle.

-You... you got here.

-I said I would.

-[ Snoring ]

-I can't pay you anything down like you wanted,

but I promise the whole thing as soon as...

Afterwards.

-It'll cost you more that way.

-More than $100?

-Three.

-I won't pay it.

-[ Snoring continues ]

-Well, suit yourself.

-You'd throw away $100, come all this way for nothing?

-I do a lot of traveling.

Besides, I figure you'll pay at $300.

-How do you know?

-'Cause you haven't got the guts to do it yourself.

-I can, uh, have this by this afternoon.

-Oh, that'll be fine.

Well, you come to take me to dinner?

-Yeah. I thought maybe we'd join

Festus and Doc over at Delmonico's.

I wanna talk to Anne for a minute.

-All right. Fine.

I'll see you later, Anne.

-Um, what is it, Matt? Did Billy get in any trouble?

-No, no, no trouble. He's over at the office there.

He's gonna help me catch some outlaws.

-Where does he get his interest in those things?

-Well, I don't know. He's a real boy.

I guess it's natural.

-And I'm just being a mother.

Um, what was it you wanted to talk to me about?

-Well, Anne, Festus just saw Dave Reeves ride into town.

It was bound to happen someday, I guess.

-I, uh...

I guess...

after 8 years

I was just pretending to myself that it wouldn't.

-Now, look. He may just be passing through.

I don't know. I --

I just thought I better tell ya.

-Do you suppose he's found out about Billy?

-Well, that's possible.

I guess it'd be only natural

for a man to want to see the son he never knew he had.

-Well...

-...thank you, Matt. -Sure.

We, uh, we wouldn't wanna see anything happen, especially now.

-I wish people wouldn't go on about Carl and me.

-Well, Anne, people like you. They like both of you.

-I wish I'd told Carl about Dave.

By the time things got serious, you know...

it was hard to do.

I hope I haven't waited too late.

-Anne, good morning. How lucky can a man be?

I just happened to step out at the right...

-Carl, I'm awfully sorry.

I'm in a terrible hurry. Would you excuse me?

-Well, I thought we could get together for dinner and...

-Oh, I -- I'd like to, really, but I can't. I, uh...

-What about tonight? I can come over and we could --

-Oh, no. Not, uh, not tonight.

Uh, maybe tomorrow night.

-That's him over there talking to the woman.

-Who is she?

-Seamstress.

Name's Anne Madison.

She and Carl are sweet on each other.

-That a fact?

-Huh.

This job's getting more interesting by the minute.

-Uh, maybe you can tell me, ma'am --

That dressmaker over there, that the one they call Madison?

-What do you want her for?

-Well, maybe I wanna buy a dress.

-In that case, you better send the lady around.

Look a little strange on you.

-Let's go, horse.

Whoa. Hi, Miss Kitty.

-Well, hey there, Billy.

Spud, what are you two up to today?

-I'm playing Mr. Dillon. Spud is my deputy.

Me and him are after some outlaws.

-I sure hope you catch 'em.

-Oh, we always do, Miss Kitty.

-Ma says to go right in. Your dress is all ready.

-Thank you.

-I'll go take out Carpenter's Crossing, Marshal.

-I'll see if they're headin' towards the border, Deputy.

-Let's go, horse. -Hey.

-Howdy, mister.

-You live in that house? -Yep.

-What's your name, boy?

-Billy.

-Billy what?

-Billy Madison. What's yours?

-Reeves.

Dave Reeves.

You ever hear that name? -Unh-unh.

You live around here? -How old are you, Billy?

-Eight. Look, I've got to go.

There's some outlaws I got to catch up with.

-Oh, now, wait a minute.

Uh, you said you were 8 years old.

-Well, almost.

I'll be 8 my next birthday.

I'm really only 7.

Look, I got to go get some outlaws.

-If, um, that doesn't fit, then I'll...

...come down and fix it.

-I'm sure it's gonna be fine.

But take care of yourself, Anne.

Anne?

-It's all right, Kitty.

Billy.

-Spud's, Ma.

I'm just holding it.

I'll give it back to him.

-Me and your ma got some talking to do, Billy.

Why don't you go play, huh?

-Do I have to give it back right away, Ma?

-What? -Spud's gun.

Do I have to give it back right away?

-Ah, you go get them outlaws, boy.

-Let's go, horse.

Let's ride over that way.

[ Door closes ]

-Oh, you seem to be doing all right without a husband.

-I've managed.

You didn't tell Billy anything.

-Obviously you haven't.

-No.

-Eight years old.

That why you ran out on me?

-I couldn't let him grow up with man like you for a father.

-I was man enough for you.

-You were a lot of things for me, Dave.

I wanted him to have a father he could respect.

He couldn't look up to a killer.

-I'm not a killer. I'm a gunfighter.

-Is there a difference? -A big difference.

Every man I killed had a gun in his hand.

He was trying to kill me.

-The odds were always on your side.

-And as big as I could make 'em.

Living gets to be a habit.

You didn't even give him my name.

-No.

-Just wiped me clean out of your lives, huh?

-Well, living with you was never easy, Dave.

With a child coming, it was impossible.

-So you're back to calling yourself Anne Madison, huh?

-Seemed sensible.

-What lie did you tell him about me?

-Uh, I've, um...

I've let him think that you were a marshal.

-A marshal.

-He's very fond of the marshal here in our town.

I, um... -[ Exhales ]

-I just let him think that you were killed doing a job.

I'm hoping he can go on believing that.

-He's my kid.

Now what do you expect me to do,

just ride out of here as though he didn't exist?

Like he didn't matter?

-If he does matter, you will go.

What do you want?

-I just wanna get to know my kid.

-Just don't say anything to him for a while, please.

-He's my boy. -Yes. He's your boy.

That's just it.

I begged you to give up that gun.

You wouldn't do it! You still haven't!

-And be what?

A farmer? A soft-bellied storekeeper?

-And be my husband.

-I'm still your husband.

♪

Aren't I?

You hoped I'd find you.

-Part of me did for a while.

But I gave up that hope a long time ago.

-Ma, Ma!

Ma, I found Carl, and he brought you some flowers.

-Oh.

-I came by to see how you were.

Thought you might like these.

-Thank you.

Oh, Carl, this is Dave Reeves.

Carl Anderson.

-Hello. -Anderson.

-Doctor Carl, can me and Spud come over to your house

to guard it from outlaws?

-You know, I was figurin' on askin' you just that.

-Wait, now? -I thought maybe, uh, tomorrow

and then we could all go down to Delmonico's for dinner.

-Hey, swell.

-By the way, you know

we were talkin' about Napoleon yesterday?

-The emperor of France they put on that island?

-Uh-huh. And what was the name of that island?

-Elba. -Uh-huh.

-What's this?

-Read it.

-"Able was I ere I saw Elba."

-Now read it and spell it backwards.

-A...

B...

L...

E.

"Able was I ere I saw Elba."

-[ Chuckles ] That's a boy.

It's called a palindrome.

Reads the same forwards as it does backwards.

-I'm gonna show this to Spud.

-You do that.

-Well, I guess I'd better be gettin' back.

-No, there's no need.

Dave's just leaving.

-Oh.

Well, Reeves, it's been a pleasure.

-Yeah.

I'll be back tomorrow. What you say we go fishing?

-Really?

-Why not?

-Well, Anne...

-Um, what about guarding the freight office?

-Oh, yeah.

-Well, I figure your Uncle Carl will let you off.

-Please Ma, Uncle Carl.

-All right. -Boy, swell.

-I'll drop by about 10:00.

And do me something, will you? Call me Dave.

Okay, Bill? -You bet, Dave.

-Ten o'clock, I'll be ready.

-Good boy.

-Good-bye.

-Golly, Ma.

Fishing.

-Why don't you go on out and play with Spud

before supper? -Okay.

[ Door closes ]

-That Reeves, he's a forceful fella.

-Yes.

He is that.

-Billy seemed to take to him.

-Yes. He's, um, he's someone I knew a long time ago.

-I get it.

-He won't be here very long.

-Oh?

-At least I hope not.

-Oh, well, uh...

-Would you like some coffee?

-That'd be fine. Ha ha.

That'd be just fine.

[ Knock ]

-Cagle.

-Reeves.

Course you're gonna get your money.

I'm telling ya if anything happens to Anderson,

the business is mine to do what I want with.

I can mortgage it or sell it or whatever.

-What's to keep you from selling your half now?

-Well, I just can't do that.

-Sale'd prove you dipped into the till, huh?

-That's no concern of you.

When are you gonna do it?

-I have time. -I got less than 3 weeks.

-Is that a fact?

-Something you oughta know, mister.

Carl don't wear a gun.

-He will when the time comes.

-Why don't you just shoot him from cover?

Well, get it over with, will you?

-You figure this Anne Madison's gonna marry him?

-Why shouldn't she? She's just a seamstress.

Carl's a good catch for her.

Why do you ask that question?

Just so it don't make no difference in our deal.

-No difference.

♪

[ Indistinct conversations, piano playing ]

-Doc.

-Kitty. -Kitty.

-I was, uh, by your office earlier.

-Oh, anything wrong?

-I'm not sure.

-What is it?

-Well, I kind of thought you oughta know

that that gunfighter Dave Reeves

was by Anne Madison's house this afternoon.

-Yeah.

-She said it was all right and let him in but,

um, just thought you ought to know.

-Well, Kitty, uh, Dave Reeves is Anne's husband.

-What?

-Yeah.

-I thought her husband was dead.

-I did too. -Well,

that's what most people think.

She left him 7 or 8 years ago

when she was gonna have the child.

-Well, maybe that explains her attitude toward guns

and the like.

-Yeah.

-Carl Anderson know that? -She hasn't told him yet.

-Don't know whether this means anything or not, Matt.

Coming in from Murphy's a while ago,

I saw that Dave Reeves

and thought he was heading out Carl's way.

-I better head out there. I'll see you later.

♪

-Ah, Reeves.

Good evening.

It's a nice night.

-Yeah.

-You interested in buying?

-Why?

-Well, might be, uh, be looking for a bigger place

one of these days and you seem interested in my property.

-I could say the same thing.

-Uh, I'm afraid I don't know what you mean by that.

-Is that a fact?

What did Anne tell you about me?

-Well, that you were someone she once knew. Why?

-Well, I suppose you could put it that way.

-I'd guess it was more than that.

-You would, huh?

-I guess we are rivals of a sort.

-Rivals?

-Aren't we, Mr. Reeves?

-What makes you think I'd want her?

-You'd be a fool if you didn't.

-If I did, I'd take her.

-Maybe you would. -I guarantee it.

-But you wouldn't take her without a fight, Mr. Reeves.

-Well, I wouldn't mind that.

-I don't mean your kind.

-Think she's worth fighting for?

-She is.

-And just how do you know that?

-That can mean a lot of things.

-Have you got any doubts to what I mean?

-Not anymore.

-Aah!

[ Both grunting ]

[ Punches landing, grunting ]

-Hold it. That's enough.

You wanna try it?

You all right, Carl? -Yeah.

-All right. -Yeah. I'm all right.

-All right, you're coming with me.

-I didn't start this.

-Let's go. -No. Wait, Matt.

He's right.

He didn't start it.

I did.

And I'm makin' no complaints.

-All right.

Why don't you go in the house?

-All right. I'll do that.

-What'd you prove by that, Reeves?

-You know me? -Yeah, I know you.

I'm wanna tell you something. I want you stay

away from Carl Anderson. -Now hold on.

-And I want you to stay away from Anne Madison.

-There's something you don't know.

-I know you're her husband.

-I'm also the father of her kid.

And the law can't come between a man and his family.

-It can if the family doesn't want him.

-And how do you know Anne doesn't want me?

-The kind of man she has to run from, hide her child from?

-You and the whole town got a new husband picked out for her.

A new father for her kid.

Well, it hasn't happened yet.

And just maybe it never will.

-How come they don't bite, Mr. Reeves?

-I thought I told you to call me Dave.

-Dave, how come the fish don't bite?

-Takes time.

-Been a long time already.

-Well, takes patience, too.

-I thought fishin' was fun.

-It is fun.

All kids like to fish.

How come your ma never took you?

-She's a girl.

Anyway, she's busy workin'.

-How about this fella you were callin' Carl?

-He's very busy, too.

We play sometimes.

Sometimes he rides me on his back.

-On his back?

-Yeah. You know, like a horse.

-What's the matter with a real horse?

-I never had a real horse.

-Nobody's ever taught you to ride?

-I don't have a horse.

Besides, Mom says I might fall.

-You probably would.

-Could get hurt.

-No hurt that would stay with you.

You, uh, hungry?

-Sort of.

-Here.

-What is it?

-Jerky, beef jerky.

-Smells like smoke.

-Here, cut yourself a piece.

-You know, it's fun being with you

even if we don't catch any fish.

-Now, be careful how you handle that knife.

There you go.

Ah.

-Looks good.

-Course it's good.

-Spud wanted to come with us this morning.

-Well, he's your friend. Why didn't you ask him?

-Yeah. But I wanted it to be just you and me, Dave.

Gonna stay in Dodge long?

-I don't know.

-Hope ya are.

Sure am thirsty. -Hmm?

-The beef jerky. It made me thirsty.

-There's a whole pond right in front of you.

-Do I drink that?

-You can if you can lie on your belly and stick your face

in the water.

Here, give me the pole.

-Ah...

-Careful you don't swallow a tadpole.

-[ Coughs ]

-Ooh, that sure is good. -[ Laughs ]

-Dave...

I sure am glad you asked me to go fishing.

-Though we haven't caught any fish?

-Ev-- yeah. Even that.

-Here.

-Dave? -Hmm?

-You ever kill anybody with your gun?

-What?

-Marshal Dillon says he has once or twice.

-He did, huh? -Yep.

Bet you did, too. More than once or twice, I'll bet.

-Yeah. It's been more than once or twice.

-I knew it.

Spud's uncle got killed with a gun.

He was a drover and he got in a fight

and he got killed.

Dave? -Hmm?

-Are you a marshal like Mr. Dillon?

-No. I'm not a marshal.

-All the men he killed were bad men and outlaws.

Were the ones you killed bad men too?

-There were those who said they needed killing.

-Someday I'm gonna have a gun.

-What'll you do with it?

-Kill bad men and outlaws.

-You know, Billy, most times when you shoot at people,

they shoot back.

-Yeah.

I know.

But I'll be like Mr. Dillon and you.

I'll kill them before they kill me.

-You ever shoot a gun?

-Never even held a real one.

-Leave the hammer down.

-It's heavier than I thought.

-It's got a good heft to it.

-Can I shoot it?

-Now, it's a single action.

Now pull the hammer back.

But remember, it takes just a touch to fire it.

That trigger's been set to a hair.

Fishin' couldn't be worse.

Now, uh, aim at that piece of wood.

-I hit it!

-Aim at that cattail.

Try again.

-I hit it!

-That sure is.

Now we'll, uh, take these spent shells out.

-Two out of four, that's pretty good, isn't it, Dave?

-You bet it is.

-Now with some practice I could be just as good

as you and the marshal.

-Yeah, well, like you said, it takes practice.

-Here, put these shells in.

-You know something? -What?

-Being with you it just about the most fun I've ever had.

Sure hope we can go fishin' again.

-Well, I don't see any reason why not.

-Just you and me.

[ Water splashes ]

-Hey, I think we got something.

-Ma, Ma.

Look. I caught it myself.

-That's a big fish.

-Can we have it for supper? Huh?

Please, Ma?

-Uh, yes.

Just put it in some cold water,

and I'll clean it later.

-I wanna show it to Spud.

-You'd better get it on ice. -I will.

-Ma, we had a swell time.

I ate beef jerky and I cut it with Dave's knife

and I drank out of the pond...

and I shot Dave's gun.

-You, uh,

better get over your friend Spud's with that thing

and get it on ice like I told you.

-Okay, Dave.

-You just had to show him the glory of it all, huh?

-That wasn't the reason.

-What was it?

-He's a boy.

He'll be a man. A man needs to know.

-You know, he could have shot himself.

-I held it with him.

-What is it you want?

For him to become the image of his father?

-The image of what his father could be, yes.

-You couldn't do it.

It's too late.

-I could try.

Now you tell me that don't mean anything.

-It only means...

that all you know is force.

-I know you.

I know how it was.

And I know you'll never be happy

being married to some soft-bellied town punk.

-I wasn't really sure of myself till you came back.

-You don't love him.

-What is love, Dave?

It's tenderness, compassion, thoughtfulness.

That's what Carl has for Billy and me.

What have you got?

-You'll never marry him.

-I will now if he asks me.

-I said you'll never marry him because he is as good as dead!

♪

Unless you come away with me, you and the boy.

I'll give up gunfighting, the thing you always wanted.

We'll start over, the three of us.

-It wouldn't work, Dave. You know it wouldn't work.

-Are you afraid to try?

-I can't, for Billy's sake.

He already admires you for all the wrong reasons.

I couldn't do it, Dave, please!

-Not even to save Anderson's life?

Hmm?

You think about that.

[ Door opens ]

[ Door closes ]

Dave!

Hey, Dave.

Dave. -Billy,

what are you doing out on the street this time of night?

-I just came from Spud's.

You're a gunfighter!

-Where'd you hear that?

-Spud's pa heard some people talking in the saloon

and he told Spud's ma.

A real gunfighter.

It's true, ain't it?

-Yeah, it's true.

-Boy, when I tell Spud I shot your gun...

Is that the same one you use when you shoot it out with them?

-Now, hold on, Billy.

Gunfighter --

that means something special to you, does it?

-Come on, Dave. Hey, do you know Doc Holliday and --

-That's enough.

-You know what?

I wish you were gonna be my pa instead of Uncle Carl.

-Why?

-Because when I grow up, I'm gonna be just like you.

-[ Exhales ]

"All the wrong reasons."

-What?

-Get on home.

-But, Dave...

-You heard me.

Go on home.

Keep off my back. -What?

-Now, I'm not gonna tell you again.

Get away from me, and stay away.

I got no more time for you.

-Dave, what did I do?

I didn't mean nothin'. Honest.

-You don't go on home, I'm gonna tan your feathers good.

Now, get!

-Dave...

-Go on!

-Carl, please listen to me.

You have got to go somewhere,

hide, do -- do something.

Just get out until he gets out of town.

-I can't do that, Anne.

-He will kill you! -Maybe.

-He's a professional gunfighter.

You wouldn't have a chance. -Anne, listen to me.

-No, listen! I'm gonna go get the marshal.

-Festus.

-Yeah, what is it, Louie?

-Why, last night,

I seen that Dave Reeves fella

meetin' Carl Anderson's partner

Harvey Cagle out behind the freight yard.

-Harvey Cagle?

-Thick as two thieves, they was.

-What do you make of that?

-Don't know, but I'm gonna go find Matthew.

Much obliged, Kitty.

-I heard you want me.

You threatened to kill me.

-Don't push it, Anderson, or I might.

-I'm just telling you --

Get out of town and leave Anne alone.

-Nobody tells me what to do.

-I just did.

-Anderson, don't press it.

-Reeves, just hold it right there.

-There's no trouble, Matt.

Reeves was just leaving town.

-That right?

-I'm leaving.

-Well, Matt, I'm sure glad I didn't have to use this.

-Reeves.

-Saves me lookin'.

-I thought you was a gunman.

You sure made a mess of this.

-Well, I'm not gonna kill Anderson,

if that's what you mean. -What?

-I can't make it much clearer.

-You're goin' soft on account of that woman and the kid?

You can't back down on our deal now.

-I can.

But if I do just that and leave town,

you'll just hire another gun to kill him for you.

It will be easier too, because whoever does it,

I get the blame.

-I don't know what you're talking about, Reeves.

-If I were to tell Anderson, he wouldn't believe me.

And if I were to turn you in to the Marshal,

you'd just deny everything.

So that only leaves me one thing, Cagle.

If Anderson lives, then Anne and the kid have a chance.

-Reeves.

-And if I'm gonna get blamed for a murder,

it might as well be one of my own choosing.

-Reeves.

[ Whimpers ]

No!

Marshal! No!

[ Gunshot ]

-Why? Why did you go and kill Cagle?

-That's enough, Anderson.

-He was unarmed, you know that?

-I knew it.

-Ma, Ma, what happened?

-Never mind.

-Dave, what happened to Mr. Cagle?

What happened?

-Never mind, Billy. Never mind.

-Must have had a reason for that.

Cagle bring you to Dodge?

-[ Scoffs ]

You think anybody would believe that, marshal?

-You better tell me, Reeves. It could get you the rope.

-[ Sighs ]

Well, I met a lot of Cagles in my life.

I just never liked any of 'em all that much.

That reason enough?

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

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