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-Starring James Arness as Matt Dillon.

[ Wind whistling ]

[ Indistinct chatter, laughter ]

-Here's to Bolden and Haimes! -Mr. Bolden, Mr. Haimes.

-Buy you a drink, Mr. Bolden?

-Yes, sir, Mr. Haimes.

You and Mr. Bolden gonna make this the biggest town

this side of the Mississippi.

-Mr. Haimes! -Haimes!

-Haimes! -Haimes!

-Haimes!

-I got word you wanted to see me, Bolden.

-That's right. -You're lookin' at me.

-It's time we had a talk, Haimes.

-We got nothin' to talk about, you and me.

-We got your boy to talk about.

Now, you keep 'im away from my girl!

-You brought me all the way

out here to Old Town to tell me that?

-I'm tellin' you, keep your son away from my daughter!

-If I had the chance, I'd pay 'im to stay away.

'Course, he ain't the one that's been doin' the chasin',

and maybe you better put a halter on that girl

of yours, teach her what's ladylike and what's not.

[ Gunfire ]

-You all right, Pa?

-If it were me, I'd have put that lead

through his stupid head.

-You want it with guns?

All right!

That's the way you're gonna get it!

With guns.

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-Slipped up on that king.

-I take care of my own mistakes.

-Just tryin' to be a help, Mr. Avery.

-Try by pourin' me a drink.

-Got a letter for ya,

Mr. Avery, just come in on a Dodge stage.

-Get him a glass.

-Kind of real money there, Mr. Avery.

-That stage headin' back to Dodge tonight?

-Soon as the horses are changed.

-Thanks for the conversation.

-That's a whole $100 bill.

-He don't work much anymore,

but when he does, he still don't come cheap.

-I think it's a reasonable question.

Who started it?

-Why don't you ask Haimes?

It wasn't me went runnin' to the law, you know.

-Yeah, that's the same thing he told me to ask you,

and he didn't run to the law either, but somebody should've.

-Hello, Marshal.

-Hello, Janie.

-How is he, Doctor?

-Well, like he deserves to be for trying to doctor himself.

His arm's gonna be stiff for a few days, I'll tell you that.

-I've been creased before.

You going someplace?

-The pinto needs work.

I'll run 'im a while.

-Just don't stay out too long now, ya hear?

-I hear ya, Pa.

-All right, Clete. Now, what about it?

Haimes tells me that you were tryin' to brain 'im

with a board, so I can't very well arrest his son

for tryin' to protect 'im.

Isn't it about time you two buried the hatchet?

-Now, that's between him and me.

-And me, if you break the law.

-It's got nothin' to do with that.

-Hold still here a minute.

-I'm gonna tell you the same thing I told him, Clete.

I want you two to stay away from each other before one of ya

gets really badly hurt and you'll find out just how

much the law's got to do with it!

[ Gunfire ]

[ Revolver clicks ]

-Cully.

-I waited all day yesterday for you.

Waited last night, too.

-Why'd you shoot 'im, Cully?

-Tried to ride down my pa.

Tried to kill 'im.

-Tried to kill him?

It never would have come to that.

-The way I saw it, it could've.

-I thought we promised not to get

involved with their problems.

-They're like two bull buffalos battering heads!

Been doin' it for 30 years.

They'll do it for another 30 if they live long enough.

-What are we to do?

-Well, I've been thinking of something, Janie --

us getting married, but leaving.

-Leaving? -Yeah, leavin' them alone,

and say it right out.

If they can't set their hate aside and shake hands,

then they've got no right to bring us into it.

-Cully, I could never do that, just leave him.

It's what my ma did.

Your ma died natural.

She didn't just go away and never come back.

I can't do to my pa what my mother did.

-It'll never end, Janie.

-You don't know him like he is.

Not a kinder,

better man in the world when you get past the hurt.

Maybe if you were more polite to him, Cully.

-Well, how about him trying a little politeness?

Well, I didn't see much of it that morning

he went after my pa.

If he'd been carrying a gun, I'd be buryin' Pa.

-But he doesn't carry a gun, and you do.

And maybe you shouldn't, Cully,

because I -- I think you like to use one.

-Here you are, sir.

Fine horse, very fine horse.

-I wonder if you could direct me to the Bolden spread?

-Bolden spread?

Eh, just head west out of town about 8 miles, to the road fork.

Turn left, and Bolden's place is just beyond the hill.

Thank you, sir.

Have a pleasant stay while you're in town.

-Have you ever saw the hair on a ol' dog's neck

get all stand-uppity

and stickity-out, kind of slow and scared-like,

and then he starts to grumble and growl a-way down deep?

Did you ever see that? -Certainly.

Of course I have. -All right.

Then -- then, you look around and there ain't nothin' there.

You can't see nothin',

you can't hear nothin', you can't smell nothin',

but you know blamed well that they's somethin' there,

now, don't you? -Why?

-Well, because that grumblin' ol' growl like that.

-No, not necessarily.

The dog might have indigestion.

Oh, well, you see, Matthew, you can't --

-Isn't that Boyd Avery, Matt?

-Yeah, that's him.

Put it on my bill, Sam.

-Right, Marshal.

-Well, that's a nice, friendly way of sayin' hello, Matt.

-Or goodbye.

-That fast?

-I don't like gunfighters in Dodge, Avery.

-So I've heard.

-You got business here?

-Just passin' through.

-I'll make it plain.

You draw that gun here in Dodge, you're gonna need

more than one witness that you were protecting yourself.

This isn't Marshtown or Coleford Creek.

-Seems you haven't heard there were several witnesses

at both places.

-Just remember what I said.

-He a gunfighter, Matt?

-One of the best, or worst, depending on how you look at it.

-Is he here on business?

-Passin' through, he says.

-Hey!

Watch where you're goin', mister!

-Sorry.

It was my fault.

Set a bottle up for the gentleman.

-That's not the Boyd Avery I've heard about.

-Same fella.

-Hey, Cully!

Hold up!

Forgot your sugar, Cully.

-Tell Mr. Jonas to let my pa

know soon as he hears the price on that there wire.

-I'll sure do that.

So long.

-Son, that feller, is he Cully Haimes?

-Yes, sir, who it is.

-Thank you.

[ Rattling ]

[ Rattling continues ]

[ Rattling continues ]

[ Horse neighs ]

[ Gunshot ]

-Nothin' on who he is, Pa?

-Nope, but he should be comin' around shortly.

Maybe you can sit with him here awhile, son.

If he's not lookin' any better,

you might ride into town for Doc.

I've got to tend to that fencing.

-[ Groans ]

[ Groans ]

[ Groans ]

[ Groans ]

-Won't find nothin' missin'.

A man drawin' like that must be feelin' plenty better.

-Sorry.

Well, how did I get here?

-My pa and me carried ya.

The name's Haimes, Cully Haimes.

-Well, you'll have to fill me in.

Last I remember --

-Shot a rattler.

Horse got spooked.

You got thrown.

-And you brought me here? -Mm-hmm.

That's a pretty fast draw, Mr., uh...

-Avery, Boyd Avery.

-I heard of you, Mr. Avery.

-That so?

-You used to have a reputation.

You hirin' out somewhere down here, gunslingin' job?

-Look, son.

I might be obliged to you,

but I'd say you ask too many questions.

-Just curious.

I mean, you were headin' out to this part of the country.

You know, you can stay over a couple hours

if you feel like it, just to rest yourself up.

-No time.

-Maybe over a cup of coffee.

We could do some shootin' together, some targets.

-Like I said, son, no time.

-Unless, that is, you're scared I might show you up.

Guess that wouldn't be too good for your reputation.

-You sound like you consider yourself pretty good.

-Best this end of the state, I always figure.

-I hope coffee making is another one of your talents.

-You met a talented family, Mr. Avery.

[ Gunfire ]

[ Gunfire continues ]

-Fair.

-Five out of five.

-Wouldn't say your time was the best.

-I'll set 'em up for you.

-One is enough.

[ Gunfire ]

-I might've been out a couple of fingers.

-But you weren't, and you got a cheap lesson

on turnin' your back to another gun.

So, your pa and you live here alone?

-That's right.

-I'd like to thank him for the hospitality.

-Well, he's out fixin' our wire.

-Have fence troubles?

-No, trouble with the neighbor.

Maybe you heard of him -- Clete Bolden.

Yeah, he cuts our wire, Pa burns his grass.

He salts our water hole, Pa blasts his well.

-Doesn't sound like that'd make either one of 'em very rich.

-It don't.

-What keeps it goin'?

[ Horse approaching ]

-Janie, this is Mr. Avery.

Janie Bolden.

-My pleasure, Miss Bolden.

Hold your hand back another inch.

Make the grab and the squeeze all in one move.

-Cully, I've thought it over all morning.

Maybe it is the only way to end this, by us leaving.

Unless they shake hands, Cully,

we'll let them know we're just not stayin' around.

Cully, what's wrong?

-Boyd Avery is a gunfighter.

I can't prove this,

but I think he's down here hired by your father.

-That can't be true.

Why would my father hire a gunfighter?

-He said if we wanted it with guns, we'd have it.

-If there's one thing my father would never do --

-Janie, he was carrying a lot of money, new money.

He also had a newspaper clipping with that money.

It was about the trouble between the Boldens and the Haimes.

-Cully, I can't believe that --

-Janie, I'm not gonna let my pa be set up for a gunfighter.

If I find out your father hired a gun,

I'm not gonna wait for them to pick the time or the place.

-Cully, there's a mistake here.

I know that.

-If he's ridin' off toward your place now,

it's proof enough for me.

[ Knock on door ]

-Mr. Bolden.

-Avery.

-You know, I looked for you earlier.

-I was busy.

-Busy?

-Gettin' thrown by my horse.

Gettin' found by this young feller

and taken home, name of Cully Haimes.

-Haimes?

-Hard kid to figure.

His words don't quite figure the same as he's thinkin'.

-Do you mean to tell me that he knows who you are?

-That kid and his yen for guns?

Why, he'd know the name of every livin' anddead gunfighter.

-Yes, but does he know why you're here?

-Curious about what I'm doin' up this way.

That's about all.

I didn't meet his father.

-He as good as his kid with a gun?

-The father? No, no.

No, Haimes never wears a gun.

-So it's the kid you want out of the way.

-In a -- in a manner of speaking, yes.

You see, Mr. Avery, I-I-I have a situation on my hands.

-I met her.

-You what?

-Your daughter.

Half the situation.

-I-I know they've been seeing each other.

-Mr. Bolden, on the way over,

after seein' your daughter and the Haimes boy together,

I began to add why I was called by you.

Now, one job's the same as another to me,

but you better think twice about this one.

-Avery, I don't need any advice from you.

-Comes with the gun, no extra charge.

Do you really think your daughter won't know

who hired me to have her man friend buried?

-Buried? -You don't hire a gun

for a gospel meetin'.

-I just want you to make a fool out of him, that's all.

Rub his nose in the dirt.

Make him crawl.

You see, he fancies himself as fast with a gun.

-He is.

-That's the whole point.

I want you to make him back down.

You see, Mr. Avery, my daughter is a very proud girl,

and I want her to see how hollow this Cully boy really is.

-If he draws, I'll have to kill him.

Mr. Bolden, I'm a professional.

When I work, my life is on the line.

I don't hire out to play games.

-I don't want any killing.

-Nobody's pushin'.

You want to pay me off, I'm gone.

-Pay you off?

You've already got $500.

-The full price you promised me was $1,500,

another $1,000 when I left town.

I'm ready to leave town.

It seems to me the balance is due.

-Yes, but I -- -$1,000.

-All right.

But I don't have that kind of money here.

I'll have to ride into the bank in the morning.

-I'll be at the hotel.

[ Crickets chirping ]

-You've been gone a long time.

-I want to ask you something, Pa.

I want the truth, Pa.

What was that man doing here just now?

-Avery?

He was, uh, just here on a matter of business,

that's -- that's all.

-What kind of business?

-Ju-Just business.

-Why'd you bring him here?

-Now, look here, I don't have to sit here --

-You hired him to kill Mr. Haimes.

-Now, that's just where you're wrong.

I don't want him to kill that old goat.

-I know you, Pa.

I know how much you hate Mr. Haimes.

If you didn't hire that gunhand for him --

Cully.

-I told you, Janie.

There's nobody going to get killed.

I-I just wanted to shame him, to --

to scare 'im with a faster gun,

to make you see 'im different.

-You'd take a chance like that?

-No, I've stopped it now, Janie.

Avery is leaving. I'm paying him off tomorrow.

Oh, I know. I-I know.

I didn't think it through enough.

But I-I was mad and angry.

I never carried a gun,

and there I was getting shot at by that --

-Best not say it, Pa.

Cully and me, we'll be getting married.

I think you always guessed it'd come down to that.

Now, Pa, you be thinkin' over something tonight --

if you can shake hands with Mr. Haimes.

-Shake hands with that --

-Pa, stop it!

Where does it end?

Look what you've done to each other!

You've destroyed each other.

You had everything, you and Mr. Haimes, a fine business,

owned almost a whole town,

had two spreads, was going to be the biggest in Kansas.

Pa, don't you see? You're gonna keep at it

until there's nothing left for either of you.

-None of it is my fault! None of it!

-I don't care whose fault it is!

Pa, I just don't care.

You be thinkin' this over.

If you and Cully's father

can't bury peacefully all that's been between you,

Cully and me will be leavin' to make our own lives.

-[ Humming ]

-Deputy!

Is the marshal in?

-No, he's went out of town for a hour or twos.

Anything I can help you with?

-No.

I just want him to know

I'd be in town for the night,

leavin' in the mornin'.

-Oh, well, I can tell 'im that for you.

-Thank you. -You betcha.

-Avery!

Bolden hired your gun against the Haimes.

-Who told you that?

-Don't matter.

You got one of us here now.

-I've got no quarrel with you, boy.

-With my pa is the same as it is with me.

Thinkin' you'd gun down an old man like that.

-You're wrong.

-You're a liar, Avery.

-I think you've said enough.

-I said a liar.

Don't that give you a reason to draw on me?

Or are you more than a liar, a coward in the bargain?

-You're lucky I owe you, boy.

-I owe you, too.

Like I found ya -- in the dirt, just where you belong.

-Cut this out, now! Quit that!

Look out. Get out of the way.

Now, who stirred up this ruckus, anyhow?

-It's just a little misunderstanding, Deputy.

Everything's gonna be all right.

-Gettin' in kind of late tonight.

-Been in town.

-That fella feelin' all right when he left here?

-Didn't seem to have any complaints.

-He ever say where he was headin'?

-He wasn't a man to do much talkin'.

-You appear to be the same tonight.

-I'm gettin' scared, Pa.

Never thought I would, but I am.

-Scared of what?

-It's not like playin' games.

-Would you mind tellin' me what you're tryin' to say?

-It all got very real all of a sudden, makin'

it so he'd come out after me.

-Who's comin' out?

-Pa, I never understood how you and Mr. Bolden

could keep this goin' on!

After all these years, could -- couldn't you say one word

to each other? -Don't talk to me about Bolden!

Was him burned our field in '52, wipin' out our last penny.

Tell me your ma didn't die 'cause

she expected we'd be losin' everything.

She would --

-You did expect to see me again.

I'll give you a chance to prove it all.

-Chance?

-You name it, boy -- the place.

Anywhere but in Dodge.

-Old Town.

It's up the road, hour away.

-What's goin' on here?

-Any special time?

-Soon as it's light, I guess.

-I'll be looking for you.

-I said, "What's goin' on here?"

-His name is Boyd Avery.

He's a gunfighter hired by Mr. Bolden.

-A gunfighter, hired?

[ Scoffs ] That don't even make sense.

-Nothing you or him does makes any sense, Pa.

But now, Mr. Bolden has gone one step too far.

He's brought in Avery. -But wait a minute, boy.

I ain't lettin' you face any gunfighter.

-You ain't got no say now, Pa.

-I say I have.

-Pa, will you listen to me?

You face him, you'll just be dead,

and he'll still come lookin' for me.

-This is my fight with Bolden,

and that includes anybody he brings into it.

-I'm sorry, Pa,

but you just ain't no match for Mr. Avery.

[ Pounding on door ]

-Bolden, open up!

Open up, do you hear me?

-All right. All right. I'm coming.

-You want me to break it in? -All right!

I'm coming, I said.

-Bolden, what happens to my son happens to you.

And I swear to you -- -What are you talkin' about?

And what are you doin' on my land?

-So help me, I'll hunt you down,

and I won't need no gunfighter to do my killin' for me!

-Just a minute. Just a minute!

Hold it. If you're talkin' about Avery,

there isn't going to be any killing.

-Well then, you better get moving and call him off!

-He iscalled off!

Wasn't gonna kill him in the first place.

-But he's out at Old Town right now waitin' for Cully.

First light, they're goin' at it.

-Well, that can't be.

He's supposed to be in the hotel waiting for his money.

-I'm tellin' you, Bolden, you started this,

and you better be stoppin' it!

[ Wind whistling ]

-Right on time.

-No reason I shouldn't be.

-Ever face a gun before?

-Nope.

-Not an easy thing.

Go through it a dozen times, it's never easy.

-I'm not scared of you.

-Sure you are, boy.

And I'm scared of you.

My gun might jam, shell maybe misfire.

But fear is good.

Makes your hand faster.

Brings out the animal instinct to get in there first.

-I'm ready, Avery.

-Understand your father and Bolden built this old town.

-You gonna keep on talkin'?

-Be one of us dead in a minute or so.

You in that much of a hurry?

-I know your game.

Tryin' to get me nervous.

-You're that already, boy.

Your gut's tied in a knot right now.

Check your gun, boy.

-I told you I'm ready.

-I just thought I'd give you a little advice

the first time out.

Sometimes a fella uses his gun, he forgets to reload.

-I read about you, Avery --

half trickery, half gunhand.

You're drawin' on the other fellow

when his mind's on other things.

-That's called an edge, boy.

Part of the game.

[ Horse approaching ]

-Cully, stop! No!

Don't! You can't!

-Janie!

-Miss Bolden, get back. -No.

-Janie, please!

-Aren't there enough graves up here already?

Your Uncle Ben, my Uncle Joe,

Abe Sperry, Paul Hawkins, six,

eight others 'cause those two old men been living on hate.

Makes no sense, Cully, to add your grave to theirs.

Please, Cully, for me, for us.

Cully, we can ride out of here and never see them again!

They don't matter no more!

Just us, the whole rest of our lives.

-I'm not drawin' against ya, Avery.

-You disappoint me, boy.

I had you figured different.

A man who backs his hand callin' another man a liar and a coward.

-I'm gonna have to say I'm sorry for that.

-Not enough, boy.

The town saw me in the dirt.

You callin', it's just not enough.

[ Gunfire ]

Don't you turn your back on me, boy.

Fastest gun in this end of the state, you said.

-Please, Mr. Avery!

-Chance to prove you're a man.

-I'll only prove I was a fool.

-Who's the coward, boy?

-Cully, no!

-It's now, boy.

-Avery!

[ Gunfire ]

-Me and this town --

a little too old.

-All right, Bolden.

I'll take your word for it

that you didn't hire this Avery fellow to come in here

and do any actual killing.

We'll have to wait and see if Judge Booker buys the story.

But as far as I'm concerned,

you're all kinds of a fool for startin' somethin' like this.

-I'm not so sure that I started in the first place.

-Huh.

Anybody that'd send money to hire a gunfighter

hasn't got brains to fit into a thimble.

-How 'bout you callin' my daughter a tramp?

-Somethin' I never said.

-Well, you certainly did.

I heard -- -All right.

That's enough out of both of you.

I think you've both said way too much already.

Now, why don't you break this off

and go on back to your homes, where you belong?

-[ Scoffs ]

-Here they come. Now, don't give in.

-You go-going someplace?

-Garden City.

Getting married.

-Uh, why don't -- why don't you just get married

here in, uh -- here in Dodge?

-Makin' a home there, Garden City.

-Well, you were raised right here in Dodge.

It seems to me like a good place to get married in.

-Well, sure. There would -- there -- there --

there'd be an awful lot of --

lot of people around here that -- that --

that'd like to come to the ceremony, uh,

here in Dodge.

-Kind of made up our minds.

-Well, uh, I guess you know, uh, me and Mist--

Well, himself here and myself, we -- we -- we thought that, uh,

it'd be nice if we could go to the wedding, too.

I-I can guess --

-Well, what are we standin' around here for, huh?

-Well, I'd have never thought it, Matthew.

You know, you just kind of think about somethin'

without never not thinkin' about it.

You -- you know what I mean?

-Festus, I'll have to let you explain that to me over a beer.

How about it?

-Yeah.

See, what I's talking...

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