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♪

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

-Marshal, they're robbin' the freight office.

-Come on, come on!

-Hold it.

[ Gunshots ]

♪

[ Bullets ricocheting ]

[ Indistinct conversations ]

-Here, step aside.

Let me in.

Bring him upstairs, Festus.

-Real easy, now. Real easy.

There we go. Everybody together.

♪

♪

-Hold him.

Festus, hold onto him.

Don't let him move now.

-[ Inhales sharply ]

There it is.

I don't know.

-What's the matter, Doc?

-It's awful deep.

Hold tight.

Real lucky.

♪

-Miss Kitty.

Is he all right?

Is everything all right, Miss Kitty?

♪

-Stay with him. I'll be back in a minute.

[ Indistinct conversations ]

-Is he all right, Doc?

[ Indistinct conversations ]

-He'll be all right. He'll be all right.

You can all go home now.

♪

Kitty, I know this has been harder on you than anybody.

He's gonna be all right.

I promise.

-What about next time, Doc?

What can you promise me about that?

♪

-Doc, you got to do somethin'.

You got to talk to her, tell her.

-Tell her -- tell her what?

Tell her she's got no right to leave Dodge City?

She's not a 10-year-old.

She's a woman, Festus, with a mind of her own.

And she's got a right to do whatever she pleases.

-But you know she's wrong, Doc, just as well as I do.

-Of course she's wrong.

She's got a right to be wrong, too.

If she wanted our advice, she'd ask for it.

Well, you finished?

-Yeah, Doc, thanks.

-How you feelin'?

-Well, pretty good, considering the kind of medical attention

I've been gettin'.

[ Pounding ]

Doc, what's that pounding

going on across the street there?

-Hmm? -It's been goin' on all morning.

-There's nothing I can do about it.

-I didn't ask you what you could do about it.

I just wanted to know what it was.

-Some building across the street.

-What building?

-Now, how in thunder would I know what building?

I'm busy -- I haven't got time to check up

on all the carpenters around this town.

Your pulse is normal.

-Yeah, but you're not.

Doc, let's face it.

It's been 5 days now.

Kitty hasn't even been in to see me.

And that pounding's comin' across the street

from the Long Branch.

Now, what's goin' on?

[ Pounding ]

-They're boardin' it up.

Kitty's leavin' town.

-Where's she headed? Do you know?

-No.

There's a very strong rumor that she's got a one-way ticket.

Nobody's seen her, Matt, not since the night you were shot.

She stood there and watched me take the bullet out of you.

And then she just turned and walked out,

never said a word.

-I see.

-I wonder.

I wonder if you do see.

-Yeah, I see, all right.

But I got a feelin' you're gonna explain it to me anyway.

-Yeah, you bet I am.

You have any idea how many times she stood

and watched me dig somebody's bullet out of you?

-It's kind of thing that's pretty hard to forget, Doc.

-11.

11 times in 15 years she's watched me cut you open

and sew you up -- never said a word.

But each time she's died a little bit.

But, of course, you wouldn't think about that, would you?

I'm sorry, Matt. I'm...

I guess the older I get, the stupider I get.

Somehow, I thought that maybe --

-Maybe what, Doc?

-Well, I...

Matt, you've been the marshal in this town

for 15 years --

best marshal this country ever saw.

Now, you could take that badge off right now,

walk right out of here, leave the whole thing

and nobody would think any the less of you for it.

There's a limit.

There's a limit to what any man can be expected to do.

-I see.

So that's the reason you stay up here 24 hours a day

doctorin' people, is it -- tellin' them you're 51 years old

when you and I both know that --

-My age has got nothin' to do with it.

Nobody's shootin' at me.

-Keep stickin' your nose in other people's business,

they're liable to.

-You're not gonna try to stop her?

-I got no right to, Doc.

-You know what I think?

I think you're a dang fool.

-Well, then, that puts you in a pretty tough position

because, as far as I know, there's no cure for foolishness.

-Just keep track of any offers that come in, Sam,

and I'll let you know where to contact me.

Oh, my.

-Miss Kitty.

-Newly.

-I guess it wouldn't do any good for me to ask you to --

-No, Doc.

No, it wouldn't.

Thank you anyhow.

I'll just be a minute now.

♪

-Doc.

You don't reckon maybe she's gonna...

-I don't think so.

[ Knock on door ]

-Come in.

[ Door opens ]

[ Sighs ]

I was wonderin' if you were gonna come and say goodbye.

-I was wonderin', too.

It isn't easy.

-No, Kitty, it isn't.

-Matt, I --

I don't want you to think...

Well, it isn't that it's...

-Kitty, we've never needed explanations, have we?

-No.

Good-bye, Matt.

-Good-bye, Kitty.

♪

-Whoa.

-Kitty!

-Oh, Claire.

[ Both chuckle ]

-How are you?

Oh.

-Oh, Claire.

Well, you just don't even look a day older.

-Oh, that lie's earned you a drink.

Come on.

-Sheriff.

Papa wants to see you.

-Yeah.

What's it about?

-Business.

-Uh, the room across from mine.

Well, now, Kitty, don't keep me in suspense.

What's this all about?

I mean, the letter said you had to get away.

But what does that mean?

-Well, that about sums it up.

I've, uh -- I've got the Long Branch up for sale.

As a matter of fact, I boarded it up before I left.

-The Long Branch for sale?

-That's right.

-Kitty.

I mean, it -- it's none of my business,

But I...

The Dodge marshal, I mean, I thought that...

-Claire, if it's all right with you, I --

I'd just rather not discuss it.

-We read something down here about a shooting at Dodge.

He's all right, isn't he?

-Oh, yes, he's fine.

Uh, Claire,

if you don't mind, I, um -- I've had a real long, long day,

and I'd kind of like to turn in.

-Sure.

Your room's all prepared.

-Thank you.

♪

-I'm not buyin' it, darling.

It's no better than thievery.

It's the same as you pointing a gun at me.

There's not profit left.

-Don't talk to me about profit.

Last year was the best year you ever had.

-We had a good year last year, so did Papa.

What happens in a bad year?

What happens when some puncher comes in here

with a lucky streak?

Papa running over here to pay my losses?

-That's the way it's gonna be.

I don't run things. Papa does.

Take your complaints to him. -Well, why doesn't he walk

right in here and take over my place?

I mean, Dawson, it's just not fair.

-Well, tell him it's not fair.

I do as I'm told.

You do as you're told.

Papa smiles, you smile.

-Well, I'm not smiling.

I mean, 6 months out of the year,

these tables are in action.

Now, how do you get $200 a month out of a table gathering dust?

-It gathers more than dust when those drovers are in here.

So don't poor-mouth to me. -[ Sighs ]

-Dawson, look, you've got to go to Papa.

You've got to tell him that -- -No, you tell him

if you're not satisfied.

I get paid for wearing this and just keeping the law.

[ Scoffs ]

-You get paid for turning on people

you used to call your friends.

You get paid for not having the spine to stand up to Papa

when he -- when he brought that slime into this town.

You get paid for being a gutless nose wiper.

That's what you get paid for.

Whatever happened to that pride you had,

inheriting your father's badge?

[ Groans ]

[ Groans ]

Good night...Sheriff.

♪

Well.

-Mnh-mnh.

I've been around long enough

to understand some of the things that were said.

Is, um, that the law in this town?

-That's the law, such as it is.

-Who's this Papa?

-Papa Steiffer?

Oh, well, he's our guardian, our father confessor,

our protector from all that is evil.

I mean, I think you heard Dawson say that when smiles,

we all smile.

Well...

That's a fair way of putting it.

-John, you disappoint me.

-We ask $0.30.

We don't demand.

We're reasonable men.

We only ask.

Papa Steiffer's always willing to negotiate.

-Well, I'm just not sure that they'll stand for it.

-A man reaches half way,

John, gets no more than he reaches for.

You've got to learn to be firm.

Now, you've always got Locke and Keller here to back you up.

-Well, I'm only saying that I --

I'd play it safer with these Texas trail bosses.

Now, you push another $0.10 a head for grazing rights,

they're -- they're liable to get their back up.

You had more than a few last year questioning where

Steiffer land ended and the government land began.

-Simply state that where there's water,

that's Papa's land.

They want to dispute that, they can always go to the courts.

Meanwhile, of course, the cattle get thirsty.

-Yes. -That's enough, John.

-Doesn't anybody, um, fight him?

-Oh, Kitty.

[ Chuckles ]

That is a very unfunny joke around here.

If there's one thing that Papa can't stand

it's an unfriendly person.

That keeps him awake at night tryin'

to figure out how to correct that condition.

-Well, I'm sure there must have been some people

who have stood up to him.

-Oh, yeah, over the years there's been a few.

And then, all of a sudden, you begin to wonder

whatever happened to Mr. So-and-so --

where did he move to?

Or why did the feed store catch fire twice in the same month?

I mean, the message really gets through.

Yes, indeed.

It does have a way of getting through.

-I don't know, Claire, it's not my problem.

But, um... I'd sure stand up to him.

-[ Scoffs ]

You'd stand up?

-Well, I certainly wouldn't run or back off.

-What about the situation in Dodge City?

Did you meet that head on?

-Well, um, that's different.

-Is it?

Kitty, this is woman to woman.

There is no place I can go if I lose my place here.

I mean, you talk brave,

but all you have to do is buy a ticket back to Dodge.

I run and I burn bridges.

You have a straight road back to Dodge, all the bridges intact.

Now, whether you know it or not, you are gonna return.

-Except I'm not.

Claire, how would you like to have a partner?

-What?

-How much would you take for half interest in this place?

-With all the trouble facing me?

-How much?

-You do mean that?

-Except for one stipulation.

I'm not gonna smile at Papa.

I'm gonna give him a big, round, fat no.

Shall we drink to it, partner?

-Oh, uh, don't you want to think it over?

-Here's to burnin' bridges.

♪

-Thanks, Sam.

-Hey, I've got some news here.

Sam, could I have some of that coffee?

-Sure.

-This Oklahoma Courier just came in this morning.

Listen to this.

"An unconfirmed report

from Ballard has it that Miss Kitty Russell,

owner of the Dodge City Long Branch Saloon,

has bought into the Ballard Nugget."

-Ballard? She's headin' south.

-"Most readers will remember the birth of the Long Branch

in Dodge City signaled that town

into becoming one of the focal points for herd shipment.

Now, is it possible

that Ballard might now emerge as a booming cow town?

Isn't it possible that Miss Russell is

more the shrewd business woman than a mere saloon owner?

And another question is, where does Papa fit into all of this?"

-Papa? -Who's he?

-Well, that's Papa Steiffer,

and he's got somethin' to do over in --

He used to be in the cattle grazing business,

I vaguely remember, but the important thing is

we know now where Kitty is.

And I think we ought to go about findin' out how she's doin'.

-Well, Doc, I ain't got nothin' to do that can't be put off.

I'll just take me a ride down yonder

and see how Miss Kitty is.

-That's a good idea, Festus.

-But when you get there, you have to be very careful --

-Morning, boys. -Matthew. -Marshal.

-There you are. -Coffee, Marshal?

-Oh, no thanks, Sam.

Festus, you'll have to look out

after things around here for a while.

I, uh -- I got some business to attend to.

-Sure thing, Matthew, except I was fixin' to ride down to...

-Well, if you got somethin' to do, maybe Newly

can take over for you.

-No problem. -All right.

Well, I'll, uh -- I'll see you later.

-See you later.

-Doc, the only thing I was fixin' to do was tell him

I was gonna ride down to Ballard and see how Miss Kitty is.

-Now, where in thunder do you think he's goin'?

He gets around to readin' the out-of-town papers,

too, you know.

-Oh.

♪

[ Knock on door ]

-Miss Russell.

-Miss Russell.

I'm so glad you were able to come.

-Special occasion?

-Well.

I consider it more than special.

-That man you have runnin' your jail

said you have some business to discuss with me.

-Please.

First of all, I'd like you to know how delighted

I am that you're joining our little community --

truly delighted.

It might interest you to know that I have many plans

for Ballard.

But before we get into that...

to your newly formed partnership.

-Shall we get right down to business?

-Of course.

As I was saying, Miss Russell,

you've settled into a little town where

lots of good things are gonna happen all because of Papa.

So many of my friends call me that,

I sometimes slip into it myself.

-You won't think any less of me if I call you Mr. Steiffer.

-I will only hope that time may encourage us to be less formal.

-No.

-I beg your pardon.

-I said no.

The total license fees for the Long Branch in Dodge

were exactly $180 a year.

You will receive that exact amount

in the customary installments.

-You're a beautiful person, Miss Russell.

-$180 a year, unless somebody can prove to me

that it takes more to run this town.

-I pride myself on keeping accurate accounts

of my expenses.

All my receipts are in order.

-Dodge City has a chamber of commerce,

which is something I intend to form down here.

I take it you wouldn't have any objection

to this chamber going over your accurate accounts.

-Miss Russell, I was born in a small mining town.

My father was an immigrant.

I went to work when I was 9 years old.

Now, I know that's of no interest to anybody but myself.

But I want you to know that when I was 14,

I stopped using my hands and I started to use my head.

I've been doing it for 40 years now.

And, of course, in 40 years, with a background like that,

you learn a lot about the art of survival.

I'd like to give you a piece of advice.

There are times when, in order to take two steps forward,

you just got to take one step back.

-That's very interesting, Mr. Steiffer.

-You play chess, Miss Russell?

-No, why?

-Thought you might.

-Good day, Mr. Steiffer.

-You win.

What you don't say

carries a great deal more weight than what you do say.

-What's that supposed to mean?

-That Dodge Marshal casts a long shadow,

doesn't he, Miss Russell?

[ Door opens, closes ]

[ Indistinct conversations ]

-Thank you.

-Business is pickin' up. -Yeah.

Some of the boys won the game tonight.

-Anybody come callin' on you yet?

-No.

I don't understand it.

Kitty, do you really think

that he's gonna leave the Nugget alone?

-I think our next move

is to call together all the business owners in town.

If we stand together,

Papa will have to shoot up the whole town

in order to get any place.

-[ Scoffs ]

-What are you doin' here, Matt?

-I, uh, got some business down south of here.

-Just passin' through?

-Somethin' like that.

-Um, Claire, this is -- this is Marshal Dillon.

This is Claire Hollis.

-My pleasure, Miss Hollis.

-Well, Marshal, uh, can I buy you a drink?

-Thank you.

Thank you. -Claire.

-Ah, excuse me.

-Kitty, how are things goin' for you down here?

-I'll be doin' all right, I think.

How's everybody back in Dodge?

-Well, they were fine when I left.

You know, Kitty, you've picked yourself a pretty rough town here.

-It isn't anything that Claire and I can't handle.

-Nobody draws two cards to a high flush.

-Mister, we run honest games at the Nugget.

You take your business elsewhere if you don't think so.

-Uh, what's the trouble, dealer?

-Ah, the man don't like his luck.

-Don't you throw luck at me.

I'm sayin' not all your cards are comin' from the deck.

-Jackson.

Jackson.

Jackson, I want an explanation.

-Uh, the explanation was right up his sleeve.

You've got 10 minutes to get out of this county.

Well, you know the town rule, Miss Hollis --

closed for a week.

-What? -It's a frame.

-I don't hire crooked dealers.

-Oh, he's playin' for the house. About says it.

All right, now everybody just clear out.

-Well, just, uh, hold up a minute, Sheriff.

You too, Mister.

-Just who might you be?

-United States Marshal.

How is it you're not arresting this man?

Professional card shark like that belongs in jail,

and this man here's entitled to preferred charges.

-Uh, no, Sheriff. I ain't pressin' no charges.

-All right, then I'll press charges as a witness.

-Well, do you, um --

do you want to go through all that, uh, trouble?

-Another thing, how is it that wearing a badge

gives you the right to close this place up without a hearing?

-All right, you can, uh --

you can keep it open until the hearing, Miss Hollis.

-Thanks, Marshal.

You ever decide to run for town sheriff,

you've got my vote.

-What's goin' on here?

You girls in some kind of trouble?

Are they tryin' to close you down?

-Trouble?

My life's been full of it lately.

-We can handle it.

-Are you sure, Kitty?

-I'm sure.

-Well, thanks for the drink, Miss Hollis.

-That's the, uh, first real man we've had in this town,

and you're telling him he's not needed?

-I'm tellin' you we don't need his help, Claire.

-[ Sighs ]

-How did I know a U.S. Marshal was in that saloon?

-I pay you to know who comes into this town.

A strange face there talkin' to that Russell woman,

and you have to open your stupid mouth.

-It was too late to do anything, to say --

-Too late to say it was all the dealer's fault --

that you wouldn't think of shutting down the Nugget

because of its fine reputation?

The next time it's too late for you to take care of a situation,

you'll extend your regrets to the good people

of this town and turn in that badge.

-She sent for him, huh?

Now the whole time we were talkin' here in this room,

she knew he was coming.

Smart woman.

-He's got no power in this town, not with our own law.

-He doesn't have to claim any authority.

All he has to do is stay here long enough for Kitty Russell

to organize the town.

Really smart.

Question.

What does she think we'll do next?

What would be our most sensible move under the circumstances?

-Wait for time to pass.

-Not make any moves with that Marshal in town.

-The expected.

So we do the unexpected.

[ Woman crying ]

-Miss.

Miss, what's the matter?

-[ Screaming ]

-Marshal.

[ Gun cocks ]

You better come with me.

[ Gun cocks ]

♪

-Miss Russell, what a pleasant surprise.

-I'll just bet it is.

-I'll be with you in a moment.

-I'm just, uh,

looking up a very interesting problem --

checkmate in one move.

-Slime doesn't even describe you and those --

those...

-Sit down.

-I'm askin' you straight out.

What do you want?

-You're not asking in quite the proper tone.

-Just spell it out.

-Papa.

-What?

-A softer tone of voice and Papa.

-I'm asking you what you want!

-Papa.

♪

-Papa.

-Marshal Dillon, my name is Steiffer.

I have nothing to offer you but apologies.

Now, no hysterics, young lady.

Just take a good look at this gentlemen

and be very careful what you say.

-Took me an hour to calm her down, Marshal.

-Shut up.

Speak.

-No, he...

I remember.

He only wanted to help me.

It was somebody else.

-What can I say, Marshal,

except to extend the apologies of the entire town.

Maybe you'd like to question the girl?

-No, I have an idea she's been through enough.

-All right, that'll be enough.

Thank you.

-I hope you won't think too badly of us, Marshal.

-Aren't you curious as to why I'm here, Steiffer?

-Well, I assumed you and Miss Russell --

-Well, that's part of it, but I also came down here

to talk to some of those trail bosses

that are comin' in about things like,

uh, water rights, grazing fees and so forth.

Good night, Mr. Steiffer.

-Grazing fees? He's gonna talk to them about --

-I know, John.

I know.

[ Knock on door ]

-Yes?

-It's Matt.

-Door's open.

-Kitty, why did you do it?

Why'd you sell out to Steiffer?

I had him right where I wanted him.

-Who said it was a sell out?

-Kitty, I had a chance to get a federal judge down here

to override their so-called law.

-Steiffer didn't want me on trial.

It would have been a disaster for him.

He was bluffing you.

-Be that as it may, it's over.

Don't you have some business someplace else?

-Yeah, except I'm not leavin'.

-Matt.

I want you to leave this town.

I didn't come all the way down here

to see you lying in the street again with a bullet in you.

I didn't -- -Kitty, you've run a saloon

for a long time.

Did you ever water a drink, run a crooked table, roll a drunk?

-Of course not. -Why not?

-Well, because I'm proud of what I stand for.

And I'm proud that...

♪

[ Dog barking ]

♪

-Claire was sure right about one thing.

-What?

-My old man.

He was all badge.

Died with his boots on, but he was all badge.

-You're livin' and breathin'.

Shows you're a lot smarter than he was.

-He sure had guts.

-Along with a stupid head.

-Marshal.

Evening.

I'm a reasonable man, Marshal,

and surely nobody can look at you and say otherwise.

Two reasonable men talk, don't they?

-What about?

-Water rights, grazing fees,

misunderstandings, really.

Talk is always good.

I've always operated all my life on pure reason.

-Ambush doesn't bother you, Locke?

-No, but you're beginnin' to.

-What point are you makin', Steiffer?

-I believe every man ought to be happy,

able to look at his fellow with a smile on his face.

And that's why I have tried to make everybody around me happy.

-You're a fraud, Steiffer.

-I don't know how you can say that, Marshal.

-Matt, behind you -- the balcony!

♪

-Both stupid -- my old man and me.

Marshal.

Do me a favor.

I've got an empty cell.

Let me take care of him.

-You're gonna be sorry for this, John.

-Oh, no, I won't.

♪

[ Door opens ]

-Well, it just don't make a lick of sense, Matthew.

Somebody comin' up to a Deputy United States Marshal

like I am squawkin' about 17 chickens gettin' stole.

17, Matthew.

Now, how does somebody know that it wasn't 15 or 12 or 14

instead of 17 chickens have got stole,

except maybe the mama hen?

Now, she might know.

-Festus, why don't you forget about the chickens,

maybe go out and check the street?

-Already done did that, Matthew.

-Well, then, why don't you go onto bed, Festus?

Don't worry about any more of those chickens tonight, huh?

-All right, Matthew.

See you in the mornin'.

-Sure, Festus.

[ Door opens ]

Festus, I thought I told you to --

-Hello, cowboy.

-Well, I was beginnin' to wonder when you were comin' back.

-What made you think I'd be comin' back?

-Oh, I don't know -- a lot of people around town miss you.

I mean, uh, Doc, Festus, Newly.

-It's nice to be missed.

-Kitty, I, uh --

I'm afraid I don't even have a drink to offer you.

-Oh, that's too bad.

I noticed the saloon was all closed up.

Well, even if it wasn't, it'd still be after hours.

-You know, they tell me the lady that owns

that saloon's got a lot of influence with the Marshal.

-Hmm?

You mean you don't think he'd mind if she

did open up to buy an old friend a drink?

-I don't think he'd mind at all.

♪

-Mm, smell that air, Matt.

-Somethin' different?

-Mm-hmm -- Dodge City.

♪

♪

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

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