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♪

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

[ Loud clattering ]

-He said what?

-Said he was celebrating.

-Ow! Aah!

-I think it's gonna be one expensive celebration.

-Oh, oh, oh!

Oh... -Ben!

-Oh!

-That's enough!

-[ Chuckles ]

-What's goin' on here? Who started this?

-Marshal, I -- Oh, Newly! [ Laughs ]

-For a man who can't drink, Ben, you're doin' all right.

-Ben's been tryin' to prove

that he's better than the Bar W boys.

-Marshal, I -- I'm buyin' you and my ol' friend Newly here

all you can drink. I -- I'm so --

-Ben, I'll tell ya what you're gonna have to do first.

You're gonna have to pay for all these damages.

And then you're gonna spend the day in jail soberin' up.

-Marshal, maybe I could sober Ben up.

I -- I don't think he's ever seen the inside of a jail.

-Well, Ben, do ya think you could behave yourself

if I turn ya over to Newly here?

-Salt of the earth, Marshal.

You -- you and ol' Newly. -Appreciate it, Marshal.

Come on, Ben.

-Want you to be my best man, Newly.

-Heh heh, sure. -Whoa!

-Right now, a good, cold bath.

-Mrs. Arthur Lane.

-Best man?

-There ain't a better way to describe you, Newly.

-Ben, you're gettin' married?

-That's dear to what I mean.

-Miss Celia Madden.

-Thank you.

-It's her. -Who?

-Well, he said it plain out.

Celia Madden.

Can't be.

She's beautiful.

-Who is she?

-Wasn't supposed to come till tomorrow.

I-I marked it down.

Hey, she's too pretty.

-Ben, are you sayin' this is the gal?

-Oh, we've been writin'.

But she never told me she was so...

-You mean you're set to marry a gal you don't even know,

you never seen?

-One more up here, Miss Madden.

Get it for you in a minute. -Thank you. No hurry.

-I'm in trouble, Newly.

Girl that pretty ain't gonna marry a big, homely ox like me.

Well, I gotta get sober and cleaned up.

Newly, you get to her.

And don't let her come to my shop.

Well, if she sees me like this, well...

Don't even figure a pretty girl like that'd be lonely.

♪

♪

[ Knocking ]

-Miss Madden, I'm Newly O'Brien,

a friend of Ben Sommars.

-Oh, oh, please come in.

-Ben and me saw the stage come in today.

And, well, you bein' a day early,

Ben asked me to come over here and meet ya.

He's been workin' in that blacksmith shop

of his all mornin', and --

and he wanted a chance to appear presentable.

-Oh, I see.

May I offer you a chair?

-Thank you, ma'am.

-I was, um, I was just unpacking.

-Well, don't let me stop ya.

-A friend of Ben's.

-We've known each other for years.

-I guess I don't have to ask if he's attractive.

Attractive men always have attractive friends, it seems.

-Thank you.

-I guess you know that Ben and I have been writing

to each other.

-As a matter of fact, I didn't.

-Oh, well, then I guess that makes it a --

a private matter, I mean,

Ben keeping it to himself.

-If you don't mind me askin', how did ya start writin'?

-I am from Nemaha County.

-I'm afraid I never heard of that one.

-[ Laughs ] Yes, that's what I mean.

It's very close to the Missouri border.

And, oh, I think we had,

uh, three farmers and 100 square miles.

It's the kind of place where you find yourself

talking to the deer comin' down from the hills.

[ Both laugh ]

-Well, that's when I started writing.

It was fun writing to -- to people, you know,

in all sorts of places.

But then, uh, Ben and I, we started writing,

and we've just been writing ever since.

-Ben, he was, uh, well, he said somethin' about marriage.

-Well, yes, but we -- we both agreed that we had to get

to know more about each other.

-So he asked you to come to Dodge.

-Yes. Well, we thought it would be fun to meet in person.

And, well, of course, Ben, he -- he couldn't leave his work.

Tell me, Mr. O'Brien, um...

is -- is... [ Chuckles ]

Well, is -- is Ben, um...

-He's the hardest-workin' man in Dodge City.

-Oh, yes, I'm sure about that.

It's just that, well, his --

his letters, they were so...

gentle is the only way I know how to describe them.

-He's a gentle man, all right. In fact,

he don't even take a drink, except on special occasions.

But he's no prude.

[ Both laugh ]

-Sure of that. Nope.

[ Both chuckle ]

-Well, that's why I started writing him.

[ Both laugh ]

-That must be him now. But let me get it.

Ben!

This is Miss Madden.

Well, you've sorta met.

I'll leave while you get acquainted.

-No.

I mean...flowers.

-For me?

-Oh, no.

I mean, I brought flowers...

I -- I -- I mean...

-Oh, they're beautiful. [ Chuckles ]

-I better get back to my shop.

Nice to have met you, Miss Madden.

Ben.

-You didn't really have to, Ben.

-Oh, I -- I -- I...

I...

Sure is warm in here.

Bet you didn't expect anybody so ugly, huh?

-Ugly?

[ Exhales ]

Oh, Ben, I --

I was --

I was worried you might be disappointed with me.

-Disappointed? Oh, no.

Well, you're so -- so...

I am...

Welcome to Dodge, Celia.

-Oh. -Yeah.

-Thank you.

[ Both laugh nervously ]

-No, no. You have missed the point entirely.

All I'm tryin' to say to you is this --

According to Darwin's theory of evolution,

somewhere along the line, way back,

you've got an ancestor

that swung from the trees by his tail.

-I'd just like to see you look my Grandma Hog Haggen

in the eye one time and say that to her,

'specially if she had the skillet in her hand.

You don't hear him talkin' about his grandpa a-jumpin'

around the trees,

a-grabbin' at bananas, do ya?

-Course my ancestors -- -Well --

-Here comes somebody

that looks like he's got somethin' on his mind.

How 'bout a drink, Newly? -No thanks, Miss Kitty.

None of it figures.

They're gonna get married, so it's no secret.

But it -- it just don't figure at all.

-Who's a-gettin' married?

-Ben Sommars and some gal that came in on the stage.

-Ben's gettin' married?

-Some gal he's been writin' to.

He sent away for her, and, well, she's here.

She comes from Nemaha County, some place up near Missouri.

-Well, that there is

what I call sendin' a long ways for trouble.

-She doesn't look like a farm girl.

And she's got a dress that looks like she bought it

in San Francisco.

-Well, she could have ordered it from a mail-order catalog.

-But not the way she was tryin' to hide it from me.

-Hide it? -That's what it looked like.

-Newly, I wouldn't get involved in Ben's romance if I were you.

As a matter of fact, I wouldn't get involved

in anybody's romance.

-Actually, that's good advice.

Quickest way to lose a friend

is try to tell him what kind of a girl he oughta marry

or he hadn't oughta marry.

-Doc, this gal is in town because Ben Sommars

has a prosperous business.

I'm sure of it. He's a lonely man.

He loves kids, and, I mean, he's wide open for a big letdown.

-Newly, don't underrate Ben.

He may look like a big, slow-thinkin' ox,

but he's not a stupid man.

-Well, a man's looks are not that important anyway.

No matter how bad a man looks,

there is always some girl that looks upon him

as the most dashing, the most handsome,

the most ro--

With a few exceptions, of course.

-I don't think it's gonna be too hard to find out what's

on this gal's mind.

And I can't -- I can't just sit by and let Ben Sommars

get his feelings hurt.

I'll see y'all later. -Newly.

-See ya, Newly.

[ Clangs ]

-Oh! [ Laughing ]

Oh!

Oh, let me try it.

Oh! -[ Laughs ]

-My, that's heavy! -Get used to it.

It -- it's 'bout what I do all day long.

-Well, you're terribly strong.

-Kinda comes from workin' hard.

-From your letters, I've --

I've seen it a hundred times.

-Doin' it most all my life, blacksmithin'.

-[ Chuckles ]

Oh, it must get awfully warm working in here all day.

-Oh, well, figure long about middle of the day,

you could find me sweatin' some.

But I wash off clean soon as I'm done.

-I'm sure you do.

I -- I wasn't concerned, Benjamin.

-Always call me Ben in the letters.

-Ben.

-I didn't mean to get forward.

-[ Chuckles ]

You're never that, Ben.

-I, uh, kinda like your name -- Celia.

-Hope I'm not interruptin' anything.

-Oh, no. Come on in, Newly.

We -- we was just talkin'.

-And I knew you'd be busy workin',

so I thought I'd show Miss Madden around town.

-Well, behind in some of my work, all right.

Takes a friend to think of that, Newly.

-Miss Madden.

-Oh, wouldn't trust ya with nobody else, Celia.

Newly's my brother, brother I never had, that is.

Tell you what. Soon as I'm done workin',

we'll all go have supper together at Delmonico's.

-Come on, Miss Madden. -Oh, uh, Celia.

-[ Laughs ] -Celia. Celia.

-Uh...

-Yes, Ben?

-We'll ride out tomorrow,

and I'll be showin' ya my farm then.

600 acres of prime land.

Well, like I said in my letter.

Sell the smithy business and get to farmin'.

Ol', big house and room for kids to run around...

-Oh. -[ Chuckles nervously ]

-Oh... [ Chuckles ] Well...

you two go on and have a good time.

I -- I'll see ya at supper.

-Just never thought Dodge was such a big town.

-You should see it when the herds are in,

the money that changes hands.

We have some of the richest cattlemen in the country passin'

through Dodge.

Right there's my gun shop.

You haven't told me too much about yourself, Celia.

Did you live on that farm with your folks?

-Oh, no, it was a family took me in when my folks passed on.

-Workin' a wheat farm's pretty tough work for a girl.

-Wheat? -Martin County.

It's a good wheat country out here.

-We raise nothing special, just some cows and some chickens.

Comin' south, I thought I saw more wheat land than up north.

-Lower part of the country is startin' to build up too.

-Oh, I just thought anybody dealing with guns

would do real good business. -You bet. The best.

Matter of fact, I tried to talk Ben

into opening up a gunsmith shop over in Garden City.

-But he's got his blacksmith shop.

-Well, it's really a hand-to-mouth business

being a blacksmith. Ben tries hard.

Don't misunderstand me.

But he barely gets by.

-Really?

Seems to me that he's doing very, very well.

-You're a very pretty girl, Celia.

-Oh. I do thank you, Mr. O'Brien.

-A pretty girl in Dodge can really do all right for herself.

Lots of bachelors runnin' around, rich spreads and so on.

-Tell me more about Ben.

-Ben?

Ben's a fine man, but he's set in his ways.

A little old-fashioned, you might say --

a woman's place is in the home and so on.

He's got his mind set on raisin' a dozen kids,

just like his own mother had. -Ah!

A dozen kids? [ Laughs ]

-Well, he likes big families.

But then again, he's hardheaded about a lot of things.

You and Ben be waitin' a while.

Give yourselves a chance to become acquainted?

-I kinda like what I see in Ben.

♪

-Oh!

-You all right? -Yes, I'm all right.

It's just these -- these new shoes that I bought.

-There you are.

Been lookin' for you two.

-Newly's been showin' me his gun shop, Ben.

-Oh, yeah.

Feel like havin' that supper now, Celia?

-Uh, let me go to the hotel and freshen up first?

-Well, sure.

Call for ya in, say, 10 minutes?

Uh...

Sure do appreciate you makin' Celia feel at home, Newly.

-It was my pleasure, Ben.

-Yeah, I bet it was.

You still plannin' on havin' supper with us?

-Sure.

-Hey, come to think of it,

maybe it wouldn't be such a good idea after all.

I mean, you might have a little trouble chewin'.

-Why is that?

-Bad enough you knowin' how I feel about Celia.

But you bein' my best friend, that makes it worse.

You just have me see you put another hand on her,

and I'll...

♪

♪

-Whoa.

Ain't been lived in for some time, 'cept ol' Angie.

-Angie?

-Come on.

I'll show ya.

[ Meowing ]

-Oh, Ben.

Oh, aren't they sweet! [ Laughs ]

[ Continues laughing ]

-Ol' Angie kinda attached herself to me

times I'd come out fixin' up the place.

-Oh, they're darling.

Mm! [ Laughs ]

-Ah, I guess ol' Angie went out huntin'.

-[ Chuckles ]

-Come on inside.

-[ Laughs ]

-Oh...

-It ain't much now. But -- but I got plans for it.

-Oh, Ben, it's... Well, it's real home-like.

-While back, I --

I got to figurin' not to stay a smithy all my life.

I mean, you do the same thing most every day.

But a farm with lots of land, well, a man can --

can -- well, no tellin' how far he can go.

-[ Laughs ] A real ambitious man.

-Well, maybe us writin' like we did,

it got me more ambitious.

Uh...

Celia...

I love you, Celia.

-We don't know each other yet, Ben.

-That's true, Celia.

You don't know nothin' about me.

I ain't no handsome Dan. That's one thing for sure.

-Oh, Ben.

But looks aren't everything.

And I don't mean that you're not a good-lookin' man.

You are. Well...

There is so much strength and -- and kindness in you.

-You mean you sorta like me?

-Can't ya tell? [ Chuckles ]

-[ Sighs ] That's sure good to hear.

Kinda heard it's the way it's done.

Uh...

I'm askin' formally for your hand, Celia Madden.

I promise to love and cherish ya.

I promise you'll never want for the rest of your life.

I promise to protect ya.

I promise, Celia,

to devote my whole life to makin' ya happy.

-[ Crying ]

-Celia, you're cryin'.

-[ Sobbing ]

-Celia?

You were cryin'.

-Got a lot to learn about women, Ben.

We also cry when we're most happy.

-I'll keep it confidential, Carl.

-Well, I ain't sayin' you won't.

But the bank don't give out information like that.

-Even to help a depositor?

-You mean Ben's in trouble? -It's possible, very possible.

-The last withdraw he made was 5 weeks ago -- $100.

He still --

He still has almost $2,200 left in his account.

-Do me a favor, Carl.

If Ben makes any more large withdrawals,

you let me know right away.

-Aw, now, Newly, I ca-- -You'd be helpin'.

Believe me.

-All right.

-I appreciate it, Carl, believe me.

-Whoa.

I'll give the fire a boost.

Then we'll have lunch and talk things over.

-Oh, Ben, let me come with you.

-Yeah...

-We're gonna throw the biggest party Dodge ever seen.

-Oh, but Ben, I don't think we should be too extravagant.

-[ Laughs ]

-There. Now see? I am talkin' just like a wife.

-Well, I, uh, I kinda like to hear ya talk like that.

[ Clanging ]

-Miss Madden.

-Hey, Mister. What do you want?

-Well, I've spent a little time lookin' for you, young lady.

-Look, Mister, who are you?

-My name is Blake.

That's neither here nor there.

But I'm guessin' you about to walk in the same trap I did.

Now, you wait right here, young lady,

and discuss business,

or do you want to discuss it with the marshal?

-You get your hands off her!

-Now, Mister, this is between her and me!

-You put another hand on her, you'll find out

who it's between. -Now, you look.

I've been through what you about to go through,

the whole thing --

startin' with letters, then a $100 train fare

to bring her down to Masonville. Huh?

That $100 became $500 real quick.

She sayin' she's gonna buy furniture, china and so on.

Then another $100 here, another $100 there.

Why, before she left town,

she was better than $900 to the good.

But then, you add another $500 tryin' to locate her,

which is a matter of principle,

and I'm out over $1,500 that I'm lookin' to get satisfaction for.

-That's not true. -Oh?

Well, you ask her.

For every lie she give you,

I can give you a fact and a figure.

But my only concern is how fast I can get my money back.

-But I don't have it.

-Then you can start talkin' to the marshal.

-Oh, no. No, please, Mr. Blake!

-Well, then, where's the money?

-I spent it.

But please, please. Just give me some time.

-Well, I'll be in Dodge till the morning.

That's your time to raise the $1,500.

♪

-I don't believe you done none of them things.

Well, even hearin' you say it...

-Oh, Ben, it's true.

Thinkin' I was gonna marry him,

I just went out there, and I just spent the money

foolishly buyin' the best clothes.

But then --

then, when I found out what he was really like, I...

Well, suddenly, I just couldn't go through with it!

Oh, Ben, I'm so ashamed! -Easy. Easy now, little girl.

-[ Crying ]

-Pretty face like that wasn't made for cryin'.

$1,500, he said?

-Oh, no, Ben. Ben, I won't let you do it.

-No way you can stop me.

Bank's still open. I'll see you back at the hotel.

-Ben.

Ben, I cheated that man.

-Coulda swore up and down he was lyin'.

I...Kind of evens things out, I'd say.

[ Telegraph clicking ]

-Hey, Newly. How are ya?

-Barney.

Uh, say, I want ya to send a wire

to the sheriff of Nemaha County.

-It's a miracle when I get through up there.

Don't expect an answer till tomorrow.

-Well, that's all right, sir.

Uh, simply say, "Request verification on Celia Madden,

resident of county."

Barney?

Would ya keep this between you and me, sir?

-Right. -Thank you.

[ Clicking resumes ]

-$1,300, $1,400, $1,500.

And you tell him, he ever bothers you again,

he'll end up where money won't do him no good.

-I don't know what to say, Ben.

I'll make it up to you,

I promise.

-Make what up?

We're partners, ain't we?

I'm gonna give that back to you as soon as I'm done work.

-Do you have to work some more today?

-Job I promised to finish.

Maybe 3:00, 4:00.

We'll have the rest of the day.

♪

-Well, Ben Sommars is a man with considerable faith.

-They call it love.

♪

-Well, I must say our good Ben

certainly come through without any trouble.

-Let's worry about our trouble of getting out of here.

-Now, I'll get the tickets.

You just slip on the stage, and we'll be on our way.

Three hours later,

we'll be on a train leavin' from Garden City,

and we can just all relax. -I don't know.

It's -- it's getting harder for me to relax lately.

-Now, what does that mean?

-It's not very easy to look a man in the face

when he is telling you how much he loves you.

-Now, what do you figure that smithy shop of his

is worth, huh?

He strikes me as a man who pays his bills promptly.

He might have that place free and clear.

-Blake, we made a very good profit.

Please, let's just keep it that way.

-Oh, it'd be a shame to just walk away.

-I won't go for it!

- Youwon't go for it?

-Well, why push our luck?

-Well, let's just try a bit of nudgin', huh?

Now, suppose you told him I wanted more.

All right. He might say no.

Then again, he might say yes.

-I don't wanna do this, Blake.

♪

-Now, you and I have got a business deal.

You owe me for time and effort,

for takin' you outta that saloon and for clothes.

Now, our deal called for you to actin'

like you were worth havin' and for me to footin' the bills!

Now, I say it's worth the gamble.

Just 5 minutes of your time could net us another thousand.

Now, I'll do all the thinkin'.

All you gotta do is just listen. Huh?

[ Clanging ]

-Ben.

-Celia.

-I'm leaving, Ben. Afternoon stage.

-What? Oh, now, wait! [ Loud clatter ]

-It's all here, your money.

-Well, I thought you gave it to that fella, Blake?

-He wouldn't take it.

-Well, why not?

-Well, he says that I owe him more.

He -- he was very angry.

I went into his room, and --

and he had this notebook, and he said I owed him some more money.

Of course, he was lying.

Ben. Ben, you can't go to him.

-I'm gonna hammer his head through the wall,

is what I'm gonna do.

-Ben, don't you understand? I can't fight him.

He can have me sent to prison.

-Celia, what he's tryin' to do, well,

that makes him a thief.

-Yes. Yes, he is tryin' to get more money out of you.

I won't let him. But, Ben, if you make a scene with him,

I'll be facing a judge.

-But what am I supposed to do?

-Nothing. I'm leaving on the stage.

I've got enough money for a ticket.

I hope he just will be tired of following me around.

-Well, no wonder you wouldn't marry that...

-Goodbye, Ben.

I'll never forget you.

-You're not leavin'! -Oh, Ben!

-No, no. We're gonna do what we said we were gonna do.

-Listen, Ben. If you -- if you think I'm gonna

permit you to -- -It ain't you!

It's me, don't you understand? It's -- it's what I gotta do.

Well...Here. You go back to him.

You tell him, uh...Well, how much more does he want?

-He says that I owe him at least $1,000 more.

-Another $1,000?

-Do you see how impossible it is?

-No. No. It -- it ain't impossible, uh...

-I'm gonna go to the marshal. -No, Celia!

Celia, Celia, the money ain't important.

Well, you're the only thing in the world

that's important to me now.

♪

-Newly, I got some news for ya.

Ben drew out $1,500 of his money from the bank

this morning. But that ain't all.

Just a little while ago, he come into the bank.

And he's borrowin' another $1,000

against his smitty business.

Where ya goin?

-To tell Ben to examine his brains.

-Newly, you can't.

That information you got from me was confidential.

You want me to lose my job?

-Carl, that girl can't leave town with Ben's money.

And worse than that,

it'd be like taking the heart out of him.

Now, what do ya want me to do, Carl?

-I know one thing you don't have to do. Sign.

-Sign? -The loan papers.

Ben has to have a co-signer.

Now, I heard Mr. Botkin ask Ben who'd back him.

And he said you.

He said somethin' about him backin' you

when you first come to town. -That's right.

I borrowed $1,200 when I opened up this gun shop.

Ben guaranteed the note.

-Ah, well, that's why I'm here.

Mr. Botkin asked if you could come down to the bank.

Ben's there now.

Newly, you walk in like you don't know a thing

about that confidential information I gave you.

-I understand. -You remember that now.

-Well, now, the note is for $1,000

against the blacksmith shop that Ben has

so you have iron-clad security in case there's a default,

which, of course, is only technically needed.

-I'm kinda sorry about that little misunderstandin'

the other night.

Best forgotten.

-If we had to sell that shop,

Mr. Botkin, how much would it be worth?

-Well, uh, physical assets, about 500.

-But, you're loaning $1,000 against it.

-Well, yes.

There's the reputation of the man to be considered.

-I don't know.

-You don't know what?

-I just don't know.

-You forgettin' who you come to when you

wanted to open up that gun shop?

-Except then, I was, modestly thinkin',

a little bit more stable than you are.

-You were what? -I think I have the right

to know if Ben here is a saving man.

-Ain't none o' your business.

-I think I should be informed,

if he's the same ol' Ben that we've all known,

or if all of the sudden he hasn't become, shall we say,

extravagant?

-Are you signin' or not?

-Last couple of days drunk,

fightin' in the Long Branch, bein' temperamental.

-Are you signin'? -I'm a cautious man, Ben,

and I'm not... -Well, I think I got the idea!

You aren't my friend. -Now, now.

-Well, am I worth $1,000 or not, on my own name?

-You're worth it, Ben.

Yes, I'll have the money in your hands tomorrow morning

after conferring with the directors,

which I will handle tonight.

Well, he is upset isn't he?

-It'd be a simple world without females, Mr. Botkin.

More complicated, but simple.

♪

-[ Laughs ] So what is it, Ben?

-Oh, little somethin', Celia.

-When I was a little boy,

I always remember how my pa used to talk about the time

he married my ma, before marrying, I mean.

My pa was a -- an old country man.

He liked simple things.

-Is it for me?

-For you.

-[ Laughs ]

[ Laughs ]

-Oh! [ Laughs ]

-I know, kinda silly, maybe.

-Well, this is fun. [ Laughs ]

Oh, you, Ben.

-I shouldn't -- I shouldn't have done it.

-How many more?

-My pa was stupid, God bless him.

-[ Laughs ]

[ Cork pops ]

-Oh! -Oh! [ Laughs ]

Oh. I wish I hadn't...

-No, no, I love it.

♪

-I kinda made it myself.

Engagement ring...

Like my pa did for my ma. He was a blacksmith, too.

Like father, like son, I guess, makin' a big thing of it.

Can I put it on?

Thing is, my pa said,

it's somethin' between you and the woman

that's gonna last forever.

Best you start by givin' her somethin' of yourself,

makin' it, he meant.

Uh, he was kinda crazy --

Well, no, I mean, simple.

I guess he was just kinda plain, like me.

-[ Crying ]

-Celia, I -- Well, I -- I'll get ya a fancier ring.

-Shut up!

-I hurt your feelings.

Well, I ain't cheap or nothin'.

-Oh, shut up!

[ Sobbing ]

[ Telegraph clicking ]

-Comin' in now, Newly.

Had to go clear through St. Louis to reach Nemaha.

-Hmm.

-Any answer? -Uh, no, sir. Thank you.

-Settle down!

-Oh, I feel like something they scraped off the saloon floor.

-He'll pay off.

That's the important thing.

[ Knock on door ]

-I figured if I gave it to Blake myself,

I'd probably lose my temper.

-Oh, we can't afford that, Ben.

-It's all here.

-I'll give it to him.

-You think you'll be havin' any more problems with him?

-Oh, no, no. I already talked to him.

He just wants to go home.

I think he's a bit frightened of you, Ben.

-Hmm, sure like him to have some special cause.

-Ben, I want to thank you for... [ Sighs ] well, you know.

-I better get back to the smitty.

Some time and money to catch up on.

See ya for supper.

♪

-Too bad he hadn't got a million.

I've never seen such a prime sucker.

-Let's get out of here.

-I'll take care of the profit-and-loss department.

-Let's head to the Barbary Coast,

where we can get into something else.

-With that conscience of yours,

you should drop off at the most convenient ditch.

-It's getting harder to shed, I guess.

-Oh?

Well, you just think back to that saloon I found you in,

those sweaty miners with 20 hands.

[ Knock on door ]

-Miss Madden? -Yes?

-You don't mind me using your last name, do ya?

-What? No. No, of course not.

-About that remote farm

up near the northern border? A peculiar thing.

I guess they have more than two dozen families settled up there,

but the sheriff never heard of Celia Madden.

-Well, I guess they wouldn't know everybody up there.

-On the contrary,

a sheriff covering maybe, a thousand square miles,

drops in on folks.

Kansas people are kinda friendly, you know,

or maybe you don't.

-I was only a farm girl.

-I may be steppin' out on a limb, Miss Madden,

but I'm puttin' you under arrest.

-What? -You can wait in our jail

until the marshal gets back.

-There could be a mistake here.

-Many things could be, Miss Madden,

but one thing there isn't.

And that's an innocent woman,

just hankerin' to raise a passel of kids

and to flutter her eyes at Ben across a supper table.

-Mr. O'Brien, I think that your friendship for Ben is --

[ Smack ] [ Gasps ]

[ Thud ] You didn't hurt him?

-Well, I'm more concerned with our own eggs at this point.

Now, you finish packin' so we don't miss that stage.

♪

[ Clanking ]

-Well, Ben, how be you today?

-Fine, Festus.

Just fine.

-Mighty glad to hear that.

Well, I -- I've just kinda saw the noon stage off.

[ Chuckles ]

And there was somebody come out and got on it, right quick.

That there Miss Madden.

♪

-What do you say?

-Well, that there girl that you kinda brung out,

she had her suitcase all packed and everything.

But the main is freezin', and I was lookin' for new...

♪

[ Banging on door ]

-What are you doin' in here?

-Does it look like I'm whilin' away the time of day?

-Where's Celia?

-She might be one of two places, Ben.

It's either the Ladies' Aid Society

tryin' to raise money for a new school roof

or on the noon stage with her partner of hers.

Now, that gives you a big choice.

If you're through with the questions,

how about untying me?

Ben! Ben!

♪

[ Birds chirping ]

-Get on, get on there!

What the blazes... -Whoa.

-That looks about it.

Mister....

I ever find you this side of the Missouri,

be my pleasure to fashion you a coffin.

Best iron bands around that box you ever did see.

Get along now, Stoney.

-Hey!

-Ben --

-'Bout filled up with lies.

♪

Start walking.

-Where to?

-Dodge.

-Dodge?

-Dodge.

-You mean, me walking?

-What I mean.

-Well, Ben, I can't do it.

-People got more in 'em than they think.

-But why? Why Dodge?

-Nearest jail. -What about him?

He ain't walking to Dodge to no jail. What about him?

-Didn't love him.

Get along. It but 6, 7 miles.

-[ Scoffs ] You expect me to walk that far?

-I think a gal like you can do most anything.

Learned it slow, but learned it.

Dodge jail.

-Ben!

-Just put one foot head to the other.

-Ben?

Ben, I'm not gonna do this!

Ben, it's not fair!

I won't do it.

I don't even have the right shoes on.

Ben!

Ben, come back here!

Ben. Ben.

-Well, one thing sure, Newly. You got a hard head.

-Now, Newly, are you sure that's all Ben said?

-Well, it wasn't so much what he said as the way he looked.

He was mad, I mean, real mad. -Here, Matthew.

He's comin' in, and he's bringin' her with him.

-[ Moans ]

-This is the longest walk I've ever had to any jail.

-I figured you might've been acquainted with one or two.

There's the jail.

And there's the church.

♪

Jail...or the church.

Take your choice.

-Ben.

-Jail...or the church.

-Oh, Ben.

-Got your choice.

-You don't know me.

You don't know me. Saloons, all sorts of places.

I'm no good! I've never been any good!

-Guess you'd rather have the jail then.

-[ Sighs ]

Oh, Ben.

[ Crying ]

[ Continues crying ]

-You sure are the cryingest woman.

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

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