Original subtitles

-Starring James Arness as Matt Dillon.

[ Thunder rumbling ]

- What are we gonna do about him?

- He ain't no worry.

This here wagon is. Look at it.

Ain't big enough.

- Howdy, Mr. Phelps! - Festus.

- Looks like we might get a little shower, don't it?

- Yeah, we could sure use it. Been dry.

Whoa.

[ Chuckles, coughs ]

- What in the world are you doing way up here?

- Well, I been helping Mr. Jonas out at the mercantile,

and some feller by the name of Royce

that ordered this here team

and wanting all the supplies brang up here.

He's supposed to be coming in on that morning stage.

Hey! [ Stammers ]

Now, seeing as them there ain't your belongings,

maybe you'd ought to just get your hands off of it.

Go on! Get away from there!

- Here it comes now.

- Ha!

- It's early.

- Hyah!

Ha!

[ Whistling, shouting ]

- Whoa.

- You got a minute to stretch your legs, folks.

- Thank you.

Excuse me, please.

- Mr. Royce?

Mr. Royce?

- It's Miss Royce.

Pass my luggage down, please.

- Yes, ma'am.

- I hope that Mr. Jonas was able to supply everything

that I requested.

- I just kind of took it for granted that it'd be a man

that's taking over a wagon this size.

- Perhaps if you could just read the list,

you'd see if everything I ordered was there.

- Thank you. - Yes'm.

Appears like I went off and left my specs there in Dodge City.

- Ah, well.

I'm sure that Mr. Jonas would have told you

if there was any part of the order that he couldn't fill.

- Yes.

[ Thunder rumbles ]

- Oh, I think I'd better get started, without further delay.

- Ma'am?

Ain't you got any man to drive this here wagon for ye?

- I'm capable of handling a wagon, Mister...

- Haggen. Festus Haggen, ma'am.

- Haggen.

- Of course, if you ain't got but a mile or two to go...

- The Warusa is more than a mile or two.

- The Warusa?

Whoa! Whoa.

You telling me you're fixing to go all the way

up to the Warusa by yourself?

Why, that there is 3 or 4 days from here by wagon.

- I am quite aware of the distance, Mr. Haggen.

Now, if you would please remove your hand from the reins.

- Ma'am, let me tell you.

There's yahoos up along that trail there

would shoot your head off just for a pair of boots,

let alone a wagon full of supplies like --

- I am going to be in charge

of the mission school at Warusa,

and I do not intend to make a beginning

by being worried about my personal safety.

- Well, that there don't make a thimble full of sense.

- A woman like -- - I appreciate your concern.

Now, if you will please remove your hand from the reins.

- All right.

- Thank you.

- All aboard, folks.

- You gonna take the stage back to Dodge, Festus?

- That there woman ain't got enough sense

to pound sand in a rat hole.

- I'd sure like to beat this storm into Dodge, Festus.

- My mule's got more in his head than she has.

- Festus! - Wait up, there!

Hey!

- Well, looks like he can handle that gun he's wearing.

- Get us ahold of Pa first.

- Hey! Wait up, there!

- Sure the wagon we need.

- It's the wagon we're getting, too.

- Yes, Mr. Haggen?

- Well, if you don't beat all.

- Now, just what exactly does that mean?

- Well, don't it get a little worrisome for you to be

traipsing around the country by yourself?

- I am very touched by your gallantry,

but I am perfectly capable of getting to Warusa alone,

no matter how improbable that may seem to you.

- Let me tell you something.

You can't be too smart in the head

for doing what you're trying to do,

but you'd ought to be smart enough to know that a feller

could give you a little dab of help on the way.

- I'm sure that you can, Mr. Haggen,

but I can't afford you.

- Who's asking nothing about getting paid?

- Very well, Mr. Haggen.

I'm in your hands.

- Like a sidewinder in the hands of a cottontail.

Giddap.

- Just the two of them.

- Maybe we can kill them right here.

- Country gets lonesome at higher up.

[ Thunder rumbling ]

[ Wind whistling ]

[ Thunder crashing ]

- I always believe in being properly prepared, Mr. Haggen.

[ Thunder crashing ]

- Hyah!

Hyah!

- Oh! - Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

- Aah!

- There's supposed to be some bear caves

around here somewhere. - Bear caves?!

- They wouldn't be holed up this time of year.

We stay here, we're gonna get drowned

like a couple of cats in a tow sack.

- Nonsense! I have a very comfortable tent.

- Tent? Why, foot.

If you had six arms, you couldn't put up a tent

in this here wind.

Here, hold that.

That there's a cave, right yonder.

- I will get down myself.

- All right! Just go on, get down.

[ Muttering indistinctly ]

- Aah!

Come here.

Some folks just can't get prepared for everything,

like they say.

Now, hold on. Hold on.

Just make sure there ain't no bear up there

sleeping longer than he ought to be.

- I'll wait.

[ Thunder crashing ]

[ Birds singing ]

- [ Grunts ]

- Good morning.

- Morning.

[ Sniffing ]

What in the tarnation you got cooking there?

- Breakfast.

It's very nourishing.

- What is it?

- Well, I familiarized myself with the Wyandot staples,

and I blended them all together.

It's cornmeal and dried prunes and herbs and wild berries,

and I fortified it with cod liver oil.

I call it Wyandot porridge.

- I think I'd call it something else.

[ Sniffs, coughs ]

I ain't gonna stuff none of that in my gullet.

- Well, what an attitude

to take when Indian children are starving in these hills.

- Well, no wonder, if that's what's getting set

in front of them.

- Stop complaining, Mr. Haggen.

You came on this trip of your own volition.

- I didn't do no such a thing.

I come along because I wanted to, myself.

- Never mind. If you're not going to eat,

go out and hitch up the horses.

- All right!

- I haven't really asked you before, Mr. Haggen.

What do you do for a living?

- Well, little dab of this and little dab of that.

Most of the time here lately,

I've been doing some deputing for the marshal in Dodge,

what you might say is kind of a part-time deputy in Dodge City.

- Well, isn't that interesting?

Deputy Marshal, United States.

Why, that's very exciting!

- Well, it -- it does get a little exciting once in a while.

- Well, if I didn't feel secure before, I certainly do now.

- Well, I don't know about that.

- Whoa! Whoa! - What is it?

Who are they?

- Kiowa, by the looks of 'em.

See them there marks on their faces?

That there is war paint!

- Now you just keep still, and let me do all the talking,

- you hear me? - Yes.

- Hau.

- [ Speaking native language ]

- Squaw here, heap, big friend to Indian.

- [ Speaking native language ]

- Be still.

- I think -- - Be still like I told you.

- [ Speaking native language ]

- There is no need to reach for your gun.

I assure you, Mr. Haggen, they have no intention --

- I ain't gonna sit here and get myself scalped now

without making a fight of it, I'll guarantee you that.

- You will not be scalped.

[ Speaks Indian language ]

- [ Speaking native language ]

- [ Speaks Indian language ]

- [ Speaking native language ]

- [ Speaks Indian language ]

- Here, here, quit that! Get out of there.

- It is all right.

[ Speaking Indian language ]

- [ Speaking native language ]

- [ Sighs ]

I'm ready whenever you are, Mr. Haggen.

- You talk Kiowa?

- What do you think,

that I would go into a part of the country to teach

without knowing something about the people I was going to teach?

- Well, what was it they wanted?

- Some men stole their winter trappings, the boy with them.

He could identify the thief,

but they lost the trail in the rain.

- That's them bush-whacking snakes I was warning you about.

- They obviously meant us no harm.

You could have caused us considerable trouble.

- What was that you give them?

- My special concoction.

- You mean that stuff you was trying to feed me this morning?

- Of course.

- Now, that there is the way to get trouble started.

We'd better get out of here before they come back, too.

Giddap!

- Whoa! -Whoa.

Well, w-what's the matter?

- Well, uh, we should take the fork to the right.

- Well, no. You don't never take

no lower crossing after a rainstorm.

- Mr. Haggen, this map

is quite accurate in depicting suitable crossings.

- I don't give a hoot what no map says.

Now, this here lower crossing

just can't be got across till a day or two

after the flood's done over with.

Now, you take this here fork to the left --

- This is my wagon. These are my supplies,

and I think I'd like to go to the right.

- I don't give a hoot what you think.

Now, I'm telling you,

the further down you go on this here lower crossing,

you're gonna get clean up to your jaw in mud and water.

Now, that there is my prediction.

- Yes, earlier today,

you predicted that we were going to be scalped by Indians.

- Well, if there's one thing I know about,

it's crossing rivers in this here part of the country.

Giddap!

Giddap.

Whoa.

- Well, Mr. Haggen?

- Well, that ain't saying the lower crossing's no better.

- I trust that you will be less pigheaded

as we continue our journey.

- Pigheaded? [ Scoffs ]

Giddap.

Whoa. Giddap there.

Get over there. Get over there.

Here. Here.

Whoa, back.

Well, if that ain't the pot calling the kettle black.

Whoa, whoa! Giddap! Giddap!

- My books! Get my books! Hurry!

Get them!

Oh, they're just going to be ruined!

Pigheaded. Pig, pig, pig.

- Now, I'm getting them.

Can't you see I'm a-getting your books?

I'm just starting to realize that I ain't never

made no wetter trip no place!

- If you tried to control your temper in the first place,

this never would have happened.

- Or if you'd have quit blabbering and jabbering

in my ear.

I just hope I can fix this here wheel, that's all.

- You folks needing any help?

- Oh, we'd certainly appreciate it.

- Hop in the river.

Get that wheel.

Get us a tree fall.

We'll be needing it for a -- for a drag stick.

- Oh, they certainly take all, don't they?

- My boy will be needing some help getting that wheel up.

- You really happened along in our time of need.

- You sure ain't a lot of help, I'll tell you that.

None at all.

- It's busted up real good, Pa.

- I heard you say you might be able to fix that wheel.

Got a place where you can do the fixing at.

Got comfort and vittles for the woman.

- We accept your kind offer of hospitality.

I just wish I could think of some way to repay them.

- Oh, don't worry.

They'll think of that.

- Where you all been, Pa?

- Got company, boy.

Go back to sleep.

- Oh, my. Is the boy ill?

- Been hunting. Accidentally shot hisself.

- Well, is there anything I can do?

- He'll come along by hisself.

You get busy with that wheel fixing.

- I'm Athena Royce. What's your name?

- Sonny.

- Has a doctor been to see you, Sonny?

- He been seen to.

- Well, shouldn't he be moved to someplace more comfortable?

- Oh, he ain't complaining none.

You got grub on that there wagon.

Maybe you could warm us up some vittles.

- Of course, and some nice, hot beef broth for Sonny.

- When are we heading home, Pa?

- Well, as soon as we get that there wheel fixed.

Got ourselves a right-fit wagon to take you and the skins home.

- But what you doing with that fella and the woman?

- That ain't nothing for you to worry your head about.

- How long you figure the fixing to take?

- Well, there ain't no way to tell that.

- There better be.

- Shut your mouth.

Figure by dark?

- Well, I ain't got no fitting tools to work with!

- It's liable to -- - Oh, Mr. Haggen,

there's a whole chest full of tools right here on the wagon.

Help yourself.

- Get them.

- Oh, my books are soaked.

They can't stay in the sun.

The pages will stick.

Would you take them into the house for me, please?

- Do what the lady says.

- Ma'am, you and me's in betwixt a rock and a hard place,

if you know what I mean.

- I beg your pardon?

- Well, I'm taking my time fixing this wheel --

- Taking your time? - Well, of course!

It's gonna take a heap of time fixing this wheel.

Can't you see that?

- Well, that's all right with me, Mr. Haggen.

I'm in no hurry.

We have shelter for the night,

and we'll go to the valley in the morning.

- You a delivery man, fixing wheels and such?

- Might say.

- Got this wagon in, uh, Dodge City.

That where you live?

- Might say.

- You don't talk too much, do you?

- I ain't got nothing to say.

Get away from me.

- What's this picture say?

- Oh, that's the story of David and Goliath.

- So the big fella and the little fella gonna fight?

- Would you like to read it?

- Can't none of us read.

- Well, I'll read it to you after supper.

And Goliath's voice

echoed through the hills with a challenge.

"Send me a man who will dare to come down

and do battle with me," he roared.

The men of Israel listened, and they were afraid.

And so they came to David and told him of the giant

and that they were afraid.

Thus, it came to pass that a young shepherd boy,

armed only with sling and stones,

marched out to face the giant Goliath.

- Well, he sure didn't have a head full of brains.

- He was the Lord's hand.

- Leave her finish.

Stop your jawing.

- Well, first I'll have to fix Mr. Haggen his meal.

- You finish the reading.

- Oh, no, I have to prepare something for Mr. Haggen.

- He ain't eating.

The wheel's more important.

- Why, not eating?

He's been out there working all day.

- Ain't hungry.

Told me so.

- Well, I'm going to insist that he eat something.

Mr. Haggen, don't you feel well?

- Ma'am?

- You ought to at least have a cup of broth.

- Oh, that there sounds mighty good.

- He ain't eating.

- Well, he just said he was hungry.

- What Pa says.

He ain't eating till the wagon's fixed.

- Oh, gentlemen, I appreciate your concern for my wagon.

But it doesn't matter if I don't get to the school

until tomorrow.

- That there's just what they're figuring on, Miss Royce --

you not getting to that school at all.

- Don't you see? - What?

- Now, you just get to work.

- Just a minute.

Mr. Haggen, tell these gentlemen who you are,

the respect to which you are entitled.

- No, ma'am, there ain't no need for that.

- Mr. Haggen is United States deputy marshal from Dodge City.

I see you're quite surprised.

- Sort of.

- Just don't believe it.

- Mr. Haggen, show them the badge in your shirt pocket.

- Looks real.

- I think you gentlemen owe Mr. Haggen an apology

for the treatment you've been giving him.

- You two, stand over him rest of the time he's working.

- Now, just a minute.

- You shut up!

You get back inside. You finish that there reading.

And you hustle that wheel fixing,

or you'll be crow bait before sundown.

Get inside!

[ Hammer tapping ]

- And the Lord spoke to Jonah

saying, "Go to the city of the Babylonians

and tell the people of their evils."

But Jonah fled from the voice of the Lord

and set forth to hide.

He went to the shore of the sea

and found him there a ship to set sail.

But the Lord sent forth a mighty storm,

and soon the ship came to be broken.

Thus, Jonah was cast into the sea,

and soon he found himself within the belly of a whale.

For 3 days and 3 nights, he was in the great whale.

And he prayed to the Lord asking that his voice be heard.

Thereupon, the Lord bade the fish to open its mouth,

and Jonah was cast forth upon the dry land.

Jonah, again hearing the Lord's words, obeyed,

and this time went to the city of the Babylonians

and warned them they would perish from their sins.

The people listened, and when the Lord

saw that they were turning from their evil ways,

he gave them salvation.

- Well, I guess I'll see how that fella's doing

with the wheel.

Then you can finish me another story.

You've been long enough on that wheel, Deputy.

- Now, you just hold your taters.

Now, it ain't the easiest thing in the world

working with this here kind of light.

Besides, this here wheel ain't gonna be no good

till we can go down yonder to river

and soak it for a spell, get this here wood swoled up in it.

- Let us worry about it.

- Put him in the root cellar for the night.

- Move! - Don't get pushy, you knothead.

- You finish a couple more stories for me and my boys.

- I absolutely refuse to.

- My boys get riled easier than me.

Best keep them happy.

That be sound advice, woman.

- [ Scoffs ]

- I'll just bet you that these here hides

were stoled from that Indian village.

I'll bet you that's just where that young'un

got that bullet, too.

- Thus, it came to pass... [ Clears throat ]

...that the rulers and the governors

brought false testimony against Daniel.

And the king signed a decree

that Daniel should be cast into a den of lions.

[ Coughs ]

And a stone was brought forth, sealing the den.

Early next morning,

the king rose and went into the den of lions

and spoke -- called to Daniel.

Daniel answered and spoke, saying that the Lord

had sent his angel and had shut the lions' mouths,

for the Lord found no wrong in him.

[ Chuckling ] I'm sorry. I can't read anymore.

- You'll keep a-storytelling till I say you be finished.

- But my -- my throat's hurting.

- We ain't sleepy.

You'll finish the whole book.

- The whole book? I just can't.

[ Clears throat ]

The king, hearing this, demanded that Daniel be set free

and ordered the men who had accused Daniel and their wives

and their children cast into the den.

- [ Spits ]

- God spoke to Noah and said, "A flood of waters

will cover the earth, the valleys, the hills,

and everything that is on the earth will die.

For men are doing these things which are evil,

and you shall build an ark and have every living thing.

The beasts of the fields and the birds of the air

you shall take, too.

And they shall go into the ark with you and await the day."

So Noah built the ark as the Lord had asked and took --

took into it --

[ Coughing ]

...his wife, his sons' wives, and the beasts of the field

and the birds of the air and two of a kind of every living thing.

And it came to pass that rain fell for 40 days and 40 nights,

flooding the earth as the Lord had said.

Only the ark remained and was lifted upon the waters

and, for 150 days, floated upon the waters.

And the Lord sent the winds and the ark --

ark sailed the seas of the valleys and the hills.

[ Clearing throat ]

It came to pass, and the waters were soon gone from the earth.

And the Lord again spoke to Noah that he should leave the ark

with his wife and his sons' wives

and the beasts of the field and the birds of the air.

[ Voice breaking ] And the Lord sent a rainbow to cover the sky --

...to cover the sky, and it was his sign to all living creatures

that a covenant had been made.

[ Crying ]

[ Metal clicking ]

- You all right, Miss Royce,

I mean considering everything?

- How we ridding them, Pa?

- Sink them with rocks in the river.

- [ Blows ]

- Mr. Haggen, what are they going to do to us?

- Well, fellers like these here ones get in this deep,

why, they won't hardly stop at nothing.

- Do they intend to kill us?

- Once that wagon wheel's fixed,

that young'un and these here hides is loaded in it,

they ain't fixing to let us go.

- [ Spits ]

- I suppose I appear very stupid to you.

- Oh, no, ma'am.

A mite greenhorn-ish, maybe.

Maybe even even greener than most, but...

You, uh, like what you do, ma'am,

being a teacher, such as that?

- Oh, it's my life, Mr. Haggen.

Vermont's a lot different from Kansas.

I thought this was going to be a challenge, but...

- Well, let me tell you something.

If it hadn't have been for these here Yewkers,

you'd have been just fine looking out for yourself.

And we ain't licked yet by a long shot.

- Mr. Haggen, you're a remarkable man.

- [ Grunts ]

[ Spits ]

That old rawhide is tougher than a hickory single tree.

Just hope them Yewkers is late sleepers.

[ Grunting ]

[ Spits ]

Hard to get an edge on this.

That's it.

[ Men snoring ]

[ Birds singing ]

- Aah!

Oh, I've lost my shoe.

- I hate to hurry you like this, Miss Royce,

but we got to make that river

and bust up this trail we been leaving.

- Maybe they won't be following.

- Of course they'll be followers.

Them Yewkers ain't gonna let no deputy marshal get out

and spread the word that there's a bunch of thieves

or worse up here. Now, come on.

- I've got my shoe on. - Come on. Come on.

Come on!

Keep going!

Don't stop!

- Whoa.

- Aah!

- Hurry up! Come on.

Hurry up!

Come on. Come on!

- Aah! - Stand quick now. Come on!

Get up. Come on.

- Oh!

- You stay here now and wait for me.

- Where are you going?

- I got to get ahold of one of their guns.

Stay down, now!

- No! No!

- [ Speaks native language ]

- Just pure, oldie luck, them fellers showing up, wasn't it?

- [ Speaks native language ]

- Look.

Why, he came back for some more Wyandot porridge.

Cast thy bread upon the water, Mr. Haggen.

- [ Grunting ]

- Here, turn around so I can get the light from that window here.

- What's that? - Never mind what it is.

It's not gonna hurt you. Just hold still, here.

- Well, Doc, it's just a little dab of water.

Maybe we ought to just let nature take its course.

- Just hold still! It might be just --

It might be more than water. I want to have a --

Hmm.

- See anything, Doc?

- Just your other ear. There's not another thing in between.

- Aw, smart-aleck. [ Scoffs ]

- Stop doing that, now.

You got a slight infection in there, Festus.

I want you to take these two pills here

before you go to bed tonight.

- Well, Doc, supposing I wasn't to go to bed tonight at all?

What am I supposed to do with them, then?

Well?

- Stick them in your ear.

I swear to goodness, if I had another patient like you,

I-I'd need a doctor myself!

- Yeah, but you wouldn't take no chance on getting sick

and having to get doctored for your own self.

- Oh, shut up. Now you're getting so smart,

we'll talk about my fee. That'll be 25 cents.

- 25 cents? - 25 cents!

- Well, my ear ain't feeling no better.

- Well, it's no worse, is it?

- Well, no. - There you are.

An ear gets better, or it gets worse.

If it's not getting any worse, it's getting better.

Come on, the office call's over,

and I'll charge by the hour if you don't get out of here!

- [ Muttering indistinctly ]

- Stop doing that! - What'd you say?

- I said, "Stop banging your ear like that."

You're making me nervous.

- Well, I don't give a hoot if it's making you nervous.

Got water in my ear,

and when a feller's got water in his ear,

- he can't hear a blame thing. - Well, that's not gonna do it.

Oh. Hi, Matt.

- Matthew. - Doc.

- How's the Yewker boy? - Good.

He's gonna be all right, I think.

What's gonna happen to him?

- Well, I'm gonna put in a word with Judge Brooker for him.

According to what Festus tells me, he sure deserves it.

Come on, I'll buy you two a beer.

- Oh, sounds good, Matthew!

- Well, you didn't have any trouble hearing that.

- Oh, smart --

- Thank you.

- Well, where do you think you're going?

- Why, to the mission school, of course.

- Well, you can't go up there by yourself.

- Why not? - Well,

just because them Yewkers is in jail ain't no sign

that there ain't others just like them up along that trail.

You can't be going up there by yourself, don't you see?

- Mr. Haggen, I appreciate your concern,

but I've wasted enough time already.

- Hey! Wait up!

- Halt.

[ Thunder crashing ]

Always prepared, Mr. Haggen.

- Giddap.

- He looks kind of cute with that little umbrella,

though, don't he?

- Well, she should have given him the blue one.

- Why's that?

- Match his eyes.

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