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♪

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

[ Footsteps ]

-Close to that time.

Get to the ridge.

-Cody, I think we oughta do some more thinkin' about this.

Yancy -- if he knows what you're up to...

-Scared of hittin' that stage?

Say so.

-It's not a matter of bein' scared.

-Well, then get to the ridge!

-Ah!

-Farley, get your feet outta the water before

you poison that hole there.

Those boots are strong enough to kill a horse.

-Still don't know what you're tryin' to prove, Cody.

Your brother,

he ain't gonna be too happy when he finds out about this,

no matter how much is in that cash box.

-You 'bout said it all?

-Yeah.

Hyah!

-Next town we stay on in,

I'm gonna get a pair of boots that fits.

Ah! -Farley.

Hide the horses.

-Ha!

-Blasted heat.

-There's a water hole up ahead.

-Good.

-Where you headed, miss?

-Dodge City.

What's it like?

-Don't know. Never been there.

Looks like a cattleman.

They all go there.

Mister?

-Hey, mister.

You ever been to Dodge?

The lady was wonderin' what Dodge City is like.

Ever been there?

-A time or two.

-Ha!

♪

♪

♪

-Hyah! Ha!

-Water's stopped.

Don't look like nothin' but a hole in the ground.

-Whoa!

Whoa! Whoa!

♪

-All right.

Ten minutes, folks.

Stretch your legs and wet your whistles.

[ Laughs ] You just tip and drink.

Oh, you first.

The horse is afterwards. [ Laughs ]

-Allow me, miss.

-Welcome to Sweetwater.

Toss down the cash box.

-Cody Tyce.

-You recognize me?

-Aye.

-We testin' your popularity?

-Cash box, old man.

-Hold it!

-Marshal, there's one on the ridge!

[ Gunshot ]

[ Gunshot ]

-He'll be back -- with Yancy and the others.

And your grave is gonna be somewhere between here and Dodge

if that's where you think you're taking me.

-That's where you're goin', mister.

-Well, I think we should've been made aware that we

were traveling with a lawman.

-I'm sorry. Let's get inside now.

Let's go.

All right. On your feet.

Mac, you can you probably find some horses right around there.

Let's go, up here.

-My brother's gonna turn this stage into a coffin.

-You just stood there while he got taken?

-Look, Yancy, Farley's layin' there

with a bullet in his gut.

That marshal is ready for anything.

I -- I took off like anybody would.

-I oughta kill you for not stopping Cody.

-Easy, it happened.

-I told you and him plain. You was to meet us here.

You was to keep hidden in the hills.

-Cody spotted the stage.

He figured he could take it.

You know your brother when he gets a notion.

He's a stupid, pigheaded fool.

-That's what you should've done to your brother.

-That kid'll have me buried yet.

-[ Sniffs ] He'll have us all buried, Yancy.

-All right. What marshal was it took him?

-Matt Dillon outta Dodge.

You can't miss him.

He's a big man, big as a mountain.

-Where you figure that stage is headed?

-Mountain Ridge, more than likely.

-We're goin' after it.

-Mexico is waiting, amigo!

-What's that supposed to mean?

-What he means is we ride with you for profit,

and we ain't got no kinda deal on mercy errands

for your brother.

-Yeah. Go on.

-And that makes it family.

Cody played it stupid. His headache.

Yours too, maybe. Not ours.

-If it was you in Cody's spot, we'd get you out or die tryin',

Yancy, because we know you'd do the same for us.

But your brother, no.

He'd leave us like a horse with a broken leg.

-All right. Let's make it business.

I've got 20,000 waitin' for me in Mexico.

It's yours to split.

-I've never welched on a bet or a deal yet. You know it.

-You just put enough in the pot for me to play the hand through.

-Hyah! [ Shouting ]

Ha!

-Well, he might be one man,

but he certainly looks capable enough to me.

I'm not a bit worried.

-Hyah!

-It's comin' along now.

-All right. I'll pick off Dillon first.

[ Hammer clicks ]

You get those horses.

♪

-Hyah! Woo!

-Dillon! If I get a chance --

-You won't.

-He's got him trussed up on top like he's at a turkey shoot.

-[ Laughs ] -What's so funny?

-Muy astuto. Pensado.

-Dillon!

[ Whinnying ]

[ Gunfire continues ]

-Hold up!

-Yancy!

-Go on, Tyce! Shoot!

-We're gonna keep comin', Dillon.

-Yeah, you do that.

You follow us right into Dodge, watch your brother hang.

-Drive on.

-Hee! Hee!

Ha!

-Now there's a man you can write home about.

-Yes, if we live that long.

-Hyah!

-Bo?

-Yeah?

-Does Dillon know you?

-No, he don't. -All right.

You ride on in Mountain Ridge.

Find out what you can.

We'll meet you on the trail goin' out.

-All right.

-Let's get goin'.

-I've known ya a good number of years, Marshal.

Never heard ya let go like that.

-Month ago, Yancy and his men robbed the train.

They weren't satisfied, lettin' it go at that.

-Aye? What happened?

-They herded the engineer, the conductor

and the guards into a boxcar like so many cattle.

Then they killed 'em.

-You two ain't gonna be dyin' that easy.

-When you build his gallows in Dodge, Marshal,

I'd be much obliged if you'd allow me to hammer

in the long nails.

-[ Coughing ]

-Hi-oh!

-Whoa!

-Let me down from here!

-Keep this on him, and don't be afraid to use it if you have to.

-The greatest of pleasure, Marshal.

-All right, folks. Everybody out.

Gonna have to ask you to leave the stage here.

-Expecting trouble beyond here, Marshal?

-That's right. Now there'll be another stage

along tomorrow morning headed for Dodge.

I suggest you take that.

-Well, you don't have to encourage me none, Marshal.

-I think it'd be rather exciting coming along.

-Well, I'm afraid it might be a little too exciting, miss.

-Well, isn't the decision mine

if I wish to continue with the stage?

-Well, normally it would be, but...

-If I insisted? Politely, of course.

-Heh. Well, then I'm afraid I'd have to say no.

Uh, politely, of course.

-Perhaps we'll meet in Dodge.

-The undertaker here?

-Yeah, that's Brody here.

-Wonderin' if you could take care of that body for me

and send the bill to Dodge City?

I'd appreciate it if you could take care of the horses too.

Well, now you folks all know who this is up here.

I'm gonna take him into Dodge City,

and I'm gonna need some help.

I'd like to deputize about 10 men, if I could.

-The sheriff's outta town, Marshal.

-I know. That's why I need the men.

-Sounds like you're expecting a lot of trouble out of Yancy.

-Trouble's one word for it.

-If Yancy finds out this town helped you,

what about our women and kids left behind?

-Well, that's good thinkin', mister.

-You keep on with that, you'll be talkin' through busted teeth.

-No, I can't force any of you. But I could sure use some help.

Anybody gonna offer?

-Oh, I heard what Yancy and his boys done to them people

down at the railroad depot.

Unh-unh!

[ Chattering ]

-Telegraph office around here?

-Aye, Marshal.

Back over there.

-[ Coughs ]

[ Breathing heavily ]

Cut me loose, old man.

No sense you dyin' on Dillon's account.

-You cannot throw a fright into me, lad.

I was drivin' this stage through these parts

when the Kiowa and the Cheyenne were doin' their plundering

and their killin'.

I've been arrowed, shot and stabbed

by men that would walk over ya

and not look back to see what they stepped on.

-Nobody wants to die.

And that's just what you're gonna be doing -- dyin'.

-I've seen many a moon rise and many a sunset.

And I've had the glorious days of my livin'.

And whether your brother kills me or I die in my bed,

ain't no matter to me.

You'd best hush your noise.

Save it for a time when it might be of some use to ya.

-Marshal? -I'd like to send a telegram.

It's going to a Mr. Festus Haggen,

Deputy Marshal,

Dodge City.

"Meet me Buffalo Crossing...

with posse...

at earliest."

-Sounds like trouble, Marshal.

Sign it "Marshal Dillon."

-Yes, sir.

♪

-Well,

you didn't give me no choice, comin' or stayin'.

-Well, which is it? You comin' or stayin'?

-Comin'.

I just like to be asked.

Ha!

[ Clicking ]

[ Clicking stops ]

-You send the wire for the Marshal?

Read it to me.

-Uh, to Festus Haggen, Deputy Marshal, Dodge City.

Meet me at Buffalo Crossing with posse at earliest.

Marshal Dillon."

-How much you sent?

-Just to who it's to, Festus Haggen,

Deputy Marshal, Dodge City.

-All right. Make the last part read,

"Meet me at Buffalo Crossin'."

Sign it "Marshal Dillon."

-Yes, sir.

[ Telegraph clicking ]

♪

-Hyah! Whoo!

-Sticking him out like that.

-Smart hombre.

-Well, it's gonna cost him.

-They're about.

Perhaps the next layover. -We'll pass it by.

Go direct to Buffalo Crossing.

-I don't know if the horses can do it.

-Mac, there's a good chance that if they don't, we don't.

-All right.

We'll go the back river road.

-Well, playin' checkers all by yourself, huh?

Kinda silly, isn't it?

-Maybe, but it's sure peaceful.

-Nah, you're just practicin' up for Festus.

-I can beat Festus blindfolded.

Besides, he's up in Hayes for 2 whole days.

And that's pure solitude.

And I'll thank you to have the decency

not to bring up his name while I'm concentrating on his game.

-Heh. Sorry.

-Buy ya a beer?

-No, thanks.

-Sure is dull without Matt around, ain't it?

-Well, he said he'd be gone a week.

It's been nearly two.

Um...

I think I'll take you up on that beer.

-Well, fine.

-Well, hi, Newly.

-Miss Kitty, Doc. -Newly, how are ya?

-Fine.

-Well, Doc was just about to buy me a beer.

You better get in on it.

-Well, I didn't say the whole town!

-Mm, no thank you, ma'am. I'm goin' callin'.

Say, Bernie gave me this telegram that's for Festus

from Marshal Dillon.

-From Matt? Well, you better open it.

-"To Festus Haggen, meet me at Buffalo Crossing.

Marshal Dillon."

-Is that all?

-It's all it says.

You know, with Festus up in Hayes, maybe I'd better go.

-Yes, maybe you had. Wait a minute though.

You're all dressed up there.

What are you gonna do about the date with Kate Ryan?

What about that?

-How do you know about Kate Ryan?

-Newly, don't you know that I know everything

that's goin' on in this town?

But don't worry.

I'll fix it all up with Kate for ya.

I'll just tell her -- Well, I'll tell her the truth.

That you rode up to Buffalo Crossing.

Isn't that where that cute, little Tilman girl lives?

What's her name? Abby?

That's what I'll tell her.

-Now, Doc, you wouldn't do that.

-Well, maybe I ought to.

You oughta be ashamed of yourself.

Good heavens, deceiving two pretty, little girls like that?

That's terrible.

I never did anything like that in my whole life.

-Well, that's not what I heard.

But I trust ya.

[ Laughs ]

-Oh...

Oh, to be 20 years younger again. [ Clicks tongue ]

What's the matter now?

-Well, I was --

I was just wonderin' why Matt would need help.

-Well?

-Headed for Buffalo Crossin'.

Almost got word to that deputy of his back in Dodge

to meet us there with a posse.

-Almost?

-Yeah, I caught it just in time.

It'll just be the deputy.

Figured havin' a real, live deputy'd give you something

to bargain with that Dillon.

-All right. Let's go.

♪

-Ms. Abby.

Prettiest gal in the state of Kansas.

Actually, prettiest gal this side of the Missouri.

Mind if I put my horse in the barn?

-If you want to, Mr. O'Brien.

[ Chickens clucking ]

-Wait right there.

-Newly O'Brien, you quit that!

-Mnh-mnh. -Newly!

-[ Kisses ]

Are you tryin' to avoid me or something.

-Now you well-enough know.

-Well, lemme see.

I forgot your birthday?

-You just think any ol' time you wanna come out here,

I'm supposed to be glad to see you.

Well, I'm not. -Abby, I've been so busy lately.

I haven't had a free night in over a whole month.

-Oh, I believe you, Mr. Newly O'Brien.

-Well, sure. -Mm-hmm.

-Why would I lie?

-Don't see how you could have a night free.

Time you spendin' with Katie Ryan and Mary Florene.

-Now just a minute. -And I bet reason

you're here right now isn't to see me.

-Now that is a pure case of misjudgment.

Marshal Dillon sent Festus Haggen a telegram,

told him to meet him here.

But I came in Festus' place.

Now you gonna ask me why?

-Why?

♪

-[ Giggles ]

[ Laughing ]

-Abby.

-[ Giggles ] Hmm...

-Marshal get here yet?

I don't see his horse. -I don't know.

I been away from the house all mornin' pickin' berries.

-Well, if he didn't get here yet,

maybe you and I could go out and do some more berry pickin'.

-I remember the last time we went collectin' apples.

So no, thank you, kind sir.

-Hold it!

-Well, you're just the fellow we been waitin' for.

♪

-Ho!

-This is the way it usually is when the stage comes in, huh?

Just you by yourself, huh?

-Just me, changin' and waterin' the horses.

-What about your daughter? Where would she be?

-She's busy cookin'.

-All right, good. That's the way it's gonna be.

I want you outside just like usual.

You meet that stage like any other.

Now Mr. Tilman, your little girl is gonna be in here with me.

So I want you to just talk nice and calm to that stage driver.

-Won't do it that way.

My girl's not stayin' in here to get hurt!

You let her go and I'll do as you say.

But you gotta let her go!

-We ain't exactly that stupid, old man.

-A natural thing.

A father worries for his daughter.

-You just cooperate, and nobody's gonna get hurt.

-Nobody gets hurt?

I know all about you men,

know what you did to them railroad folks.

-You mean these are the -- -Yeah, they're a fine bunch

of animals. -Animals?

-Sit down!

-Now, Mr. Tilman...

I'm gonna say this just once.

You're gonna do exactly like I say.

[ Snaps fingers ]

I mean, you're gonna do exactly like I say.

All right. Now you and Mr. Deputy,

you're gonna walk out there just business-like, nice smile.

You do anything to spook that marshal,

and you, personally, are gonna be shovelin' dirt

in this pretty girl's face.

Both of you hear me good

because that's my solemn promise.

♪

-Would be a very sad thing, senor.

-Come on. Finish up. You go replace Kelly.

[ Door opens ]

[ Door closes ]

-Yah!

-I hope there's some life left in me

when they get these ropes off.

Keep me tied up?!

People gawkin' at me like I was nothin'?!

When Yancy gets done with you,

your chin's gonna be on the ground lickin' his boots!

-He's a windy one, isn't he, Marshal?

I don't like hangings, but I'm goin' to his.

When the rope tickles your Adam's apple,

that wind of yours won't blow so hard.

♪

-You're a good cook, miss.

I'd like some more beans.

-That stage can't be more than 2 hours away by now.

-You'll never pull it off.

You'll end up with that yard out there full of dead men.

-Well, now your only worry is to just stay one

of the live ones, isn't it, son?

-Since we've got a little time, would you mind

if I had something to eat?

-No, go ahead. Feed him.

[ Utensil clattering ]

-Hey-oh!

-Thank you, Abby.

-I'm kinda nervous, Newly.

-I don't blame you.

It doesn't seem I've been actin' too much like a lawman.

-It sure wasn't your fault.

You didn't know they took over the station either.

-The lamp next to the stove. -What?

-Abby, if word isn't given to Marshal Dillon

about what's going on here, he'll never stand a chance.

That's why I'm gonna make a break for it.

-Hey!

What are you two talkin' about over here?

-We're just talkin' about the weather.

-What's the matter, boy? Gettin' too hot in here for you?

-Mm-hmm. Something like that.

Abby, would you get me a cup of coffee, please?

-Gal like you has got a lot goin' for you.

I figure you got an eye on that filly there, that right?

-That's none of your business.

-Maybe you'll be havin' a lot less lip later on, huh, boy?

-Shut up, Kelly.

You too, Deputy.

-Those beans are real good, Abby.

Maybe I'll have some more later.

-There's plenty. I'll keep it hot.

♪

-Aah!

-Ah! -[ Grunting ]

[ Gunshot ]

-Watch it!

-Keep your hands off her!

-Kelly, we need her!

[ Hammer clicks ]

♪

-There he goes.

[ Rifle cocks ]

-Deputy!

♪

-I think one deputy is dead.

[ Hammer releases ]

-I wouldn't do it without him.

♪

-[ Coughs ]

-Ah!

♪

-Should be less than half an hour.

-Newly O'Brien sure named you right -- "animals."

-He's dead because he didn't use his brains.

You got any doubts now about my meaning what I say?

-Well, I don't care about me, but --

-I didn't ask you that.

-Do as you say. -All right.

Just remember, you got no stake in playin' the hero.

You just stand to lose it all.

Includin' that girl.

♪

♪

-Hey-oh!

Whoo!

-Hold it.

-Hey-oh!

Whoa!

-Newly! -They're waitin' for ya.

-Yancy Tyce?

-Yancy Tyce and four others.

I was able to get away from 'em.

-What about the posse? -Posse?

There wasn't anything in the wire about a posse.

-[ Sighs ] They must've got to that telegraph operator.

-Maybe we can still have a hanging, Marshal.

You kickin' your feet under a cottonwood.

-Marshal, they got Abby Tilman and her father inside.

-Are they all right?

-As long as they'll be needin' em.

-What's your play now, Marshal?

-Get inside, Newly. We'll be movin' on.

-Yes, sir.

♪

[ Stagecoach approaching ]

-Yancy.

[ Hammer clicks ]

[ Hammer clicks ]

-Come on.

♪

-What's he doin'?

-He must smell somethin'.

-You know that driver?

-Mac. McGruder.

-All right. You get on out there,

and you tell him to come in here.

-McGruder!

What you doin' sittin' out there?

There's coffee and beans inside.

-You ready, Mac?

-I was born ready.

-Mac? -Let's go.

-Hyah!

-Hey, Mac!

♪

[ Gunshot ]

[ Gunshot, reloads ]

[ Gunfire continues ]

-[ Shouts ]

[ Gunfire continues ]

-You'll hit Cody! Get the horses.

Watch the old man.

[ Hammer clicks ] -Hold it!

[ Horse whinnying, gunfire continues ]

[ Hammer clicks ]

[ Gunshot ]

[ Horse whinnying ]

[ Gunfire continues ]

[ Whinnying continues ]

[ Gunshot ]

♪

♪

[ Horse grunts ]

-Whoa, horsey, now.

[ Hammer clicks ]

[ Horse whinnies ]

[ Horse whinnies ]

[ Horse blusters, whinnying softly ]

♪

-Whoa.

-Yancy!

[ Hammer clicks ]

-All right. Get on your feet.

You too.

-Hey, put that gun down!

-Well, we always said Cody'd bury him.

-Well done, lad.

-What?

-Bait.

You catch the big ones by danglin' the little ones.

That's what you were, bait.

-[ Sniffs ]

-Yancy.

-[ Chuckles ]

-Mm. Mm. Mm.

-Why -- why, you old scudder!

You been practizin' on me.

You was just a-layin' there like an ol' snake awaitin'

for a field mouse. -Got your king.

Now put it on there and just hush up and play.

-All right. I'll crown it.

I'll crown the king. -It's your move.

-Telegram for you, Festus. -Don't bother me.

I ain't interested in nothin' but this here checkerboard.

-Well, this could be important.

-I don't give a hoot if it is.

When I'm a-playin' checkers,

I ain't got no room to "constentrate" on nothin' else.

Don't ya see?

-Oh, I -- I can see that.

Can't you see that, Newly? -Yes, sir.

I can see that.

-See what?

-Well, it's blatantly evident that your cranial cavity has not

reached that certain stage of development where it's gonna

encompass the -- -All right.

Just hush with all your high-toney,

leaky mouthiness, will ya?

You make me sick.

-All right. Let me have this.

We'll see what the thunder is in here.

Well...

-Hmm.

-What'd it say? -Oh, go on. Move.

-What did it say, Newly?

-I didn't think you were interested.

-No. -Well, I ain't.

But -- but that there's rolled out to me.

The least thing you can do is tell me who it's from.

-No, I wouldn't do that, Newly,

if I was you because you see, if you tell him who it's from,

then the next thing he'll want to know what it says.

And then that would destroy his concentration, and we --

-And we wouldn't want to destroy his "constentration."

-All right, you smart alecks.

-I'll go over to Barney's telegraph office and let him --

You probably couldn't read one se--

-Wait a minute. -Nobody can even read...

-Hold on. Just quiet down. -...nothin' that you're

writin' anyhow. -Hold on a minute. Hold on!

-Why in thunder don't you just learn to read?

And then you won't have any problems like this.

-I think that's a fine idea, Doc.

-Well, that ain't gonna do no good.

-Why not?

-Well, because...

supposin' I was to go to work and learn how to --

to read writin'?

-Well, yeah.

-Well, how'd I know when it --

the fella that wrote the writin'

was writin' the writin' right?

♪

-It could be that he wrote the writin' all wrong.

And here I'd be just, uh, readin' wrong writin'.

Don't you see?

You probably been a-doin' it your while life,

just a-readin' wrong writin' and not even knowin' it.

♪

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