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-Starring James Arness as Matt Dillon.

- Just ain't no fresh wagon tracks

no place east of here, Matthew.

- Look over that saddle back there.

It brought the buzzards in.

- I just hope it ain't nothing more than a dead stray.

- Let's take a look.

[ Birds squawking, crying ]

- Get out of there! Get away from --

Ha! Get out of there!

- Roy.

- Don't make no difference to a dead man.

I just can't stand to see a bird get at them.

- The end, I may come to break down, Roy.

I ain't got long.

- Hey. I told you not to --

Don't talk that way.

- What have you got on your mind, Roy?

- Getting us out of here.

- No.

I mean, really on your mind.

- No matter how long it takes, what I have to do,

Benson and the others are gonna wish they hadn't.

- You're gonna get yourself killed.

- Yeah, well, I won't be the only one they'll be burying.

- You're talking like a boy.

- Well, why'd Benson do it?

He had to know we wasn't gonna name nobody to the law.

Luke?

- Sleepy.

- Get out of there!

Get away!

Go on!

Get out of there!

Get out of there! Get away!

[ Gunshots ]

- Hey. Hey, in here!

Over here! We need water!

- See to them. I'll check these others here.

- All right. Get back. Step back.

- He can't breathe. We got to get him down.

- All right. You take the top.

- Now, you hold on now, hear?

- Marshal.

- Yeah?

- My...brother.

Nothing to do with the robbery.

Only me and the others.

- Now, you just stop that.

You ain't gonna take all the blame.

- He's...only a kid.

No fault...

except wanting to be...

with me.

Promise...

you won't blame Roy...

for what -- what we did.

Pro--

Promise.

- Luke?

They didn't have to do it.

They didn't.

- Who's they, Roy?

- They didn't have to do it.

- From what I gathered,

shooting them deputies down like they done,

and then emptying their guns in this wagon,

there ain't no word bad enough to call them yet.

- Look, I'm going down to Doc's

to see how he's coming patching the boy.

You get Newly and get the supplies together.

- Well, Matthew?

That there boy, the way he is talking,

I don't think you got a measly prayer

of finding out who that gang is.

- Well, he's had a little time to think about it.

We'll see.

- Roy, that shoulder is gonna be a little sore

for a few days, so you better keep moving around.

- There isn't a whole lot of room to move around in here.

- [ Chuckling ] Well, I mean, just keep it limbered up.

It will heal better that way.

- That's right. Don't favor that arm at all.

I read all about it.

- You read about what, Burke?

- Well, take a man with a broken leg.

The sooner he walks on it, the better.

- That's very interesting.

Burke, I seem to recall that last time

you practiced mail-order medicine on yourself,

you wound up with blood poisoning.

- How is he, Doc? - He's gonna be all right, Matt.

But I wasn't sure until just now.

Dr. Burke offered his very capable medical advise.

- I'll see you later. - Thanks, Doc.

- Roy, what can you possibly owe that gang

after them killing your brother?

- I owe them plenty.

- Well, the law can collect it a whole lot better than you can.

You know, Roy, you're just lucky that you were left alive

long enough to where you'd have a chance to talk to the law.

- The way they emptied their guns through that window,

there's nobody figuring we'd be left alive, including me.

- It's a good thing that marshal from Hays wired ahead

to expect you by noon.

Roy, you're facing five years for riding with your brother

whether you had anything to do with that train robbery or not.

Now, you can help yourself by naming names and telling us

where to expect them to try to sell that stolen gold.

- I ain't gonna go crying to no judge.

- Uh-huh.

Just as tough as his brother Luke, huh?

That what you want written on your tombstone?

You got some growing up to do, Roy.

Do you have any idea what 5 years in prison

will do to somebody your age?

You better think about that.

Well, that just the point.

Outlaws that have got gold on their hands just can't go

running around the countryside living off of it,

or they'd leave a trail.

- Well, they'll just sell it for less than it's worth.

- That's right, and I'll tell you something else.

That's one of the reasons they ambushed that prison van,

so that they could keep the secret

of where they gonna sell it.

- Well, it's certainly becoming a flourishing business

to the south, this dealing in gold.

- Oh, I should say so. There some places down there,

I hear, that are discounted 40%, 50%.

- Doing what, Doc?

- They're do--

Well, what that means is that if you got $100 in gold,

and you got to get rid of it, well, then you can sell for $40

or -- oh, never mind.

- No, wait just a minute, now.

You mean, if I was to have me

a paper dollar bill,

I could swap it for $2 in gold from somebody?

- If you don't mind accepting stolen goods.

- Oh, I don't mind --

Well, what I mean

is if I didn't know that this here gold

was stoled in the first place,

and I was to just happen to be

in kind of a bargaining shape,

and this here feller, he come along

with this here whole mess of gold that he was --

- I understand exactly what you mean.

What you saying is that you don't mind at all

accepting stolen gold.

- I ain't saying no such a thing.

I'll leave it up to Matthew and Miss --

- The young fella in the jail would like to talk to you.

- Oh. Thanks, Burke. - Yeah.

- Yeah, I better get over there, too, 'cause

I sure want to talk to him before he goes to sleep. I'll --

Drink that before it goes flat, will you, Burke?

- Oh, thanks, Doc.

- Festus, I don't think I'd go

in the gold-buying business if I were you.

I don't think it'd make you too happy.

- Oh, foot, Miss Kitty.

I was just talking to myself, that's all. Say...

Burke, you on duty over at the jail house, are you?

- Why, sure. - Well, what I mean is,

are you fixing to drink a glass of beer there

and do deputying all at the same once?

- Well, I've seen the marshal drink a beer and you, too,

and you're still deputized.

- Oh, well, the marshal and the deputy,

they're different when they ain't in charge

of the jail house.

But -- but you, now, you go drinking beer

and go over yonder to jailhouse, some feller will be a saying,

"That feller here in charge, he's a-drinking beer."

Don't you see?

Not that Matthew's gonna say nothing.

He'd probably say, "Well, you just go on

and do whatever you think's fitting and proper."

- Yeah, well, maybe -- maybe he wouldn't like it, huh?

- Well, it just could be that

or couldn't be that he would or wouldn't.

A feller just don't know.

Just don't know.

- Yeah, well, I just hate to see a good beer go to waste.

- Oh, I can't stand to see that myself.

[ Sighs ]

- So, like I say,

Matthew, he might not even say a word.

I mean, seeing as how you're doing him kind of a favor

looking after the jail and everything.

But if I was you, I'd ask him about that,

drinking beer, I mean.

Then you'll know.

- Marshal, I've been thinking. I'm gonna cooperate with you.

- Good, Roy. All right, let's start with the names.

- Well, I don't think the names will help you.

None of them's wanted. Benson's been the leader,

but I don't even think that's his right name.

- How many in the gang? - Well, there was eight,

counting Luke and me, but that leaves six.

- All right. And where do you think they were headed

with that gold they stole off the train?

- Well, down Carcarus, New Mexico.

It's just south of Cristo Mountains.

They see a lawman anywhere around there,

and they close the town up tight.

You'd think it was a sheep village.

You'd never even find Sanders

unless he knows who he's dealing with.

- Sanders? - Oh, he's the man

you see in Carcarus if you have gold to sell.

- Uh-huh. Then he's more important then the Benson gang.

- I don't think so.

- Well, now, they're not gonna be traveling

through towns with 100 pounds of gold.

They're probably staying outside,

- skirting through the hills. - Yeah.

They'd be pushing those horses day and night.

- Then we're gonna have to do the same thing.

We're gonna be ready in two hours.

I'm, uh, gonna be leaving you here on your own, Roy.

- I'm not gonna be running at this point.

- Well, he's all yours, Doc. I'm gonna head over

to Judge Brooker's and pick up some warrants.

He's got more on his mind then he's talking about.

Have to wait and see what it is later.

- Roy.

You look fine.

How's that shoulder feel?

- I got bigger worries than this shoulder.

Hey, Doc, maybe you can answer me a question.

If someone's born without being able to hear or speak,

except when they're about 14, they start hearing,

is that a good sign that someday they may be able to speak?

- Well...

kind of hard to say.

Trauma at birth could create a deaf-mute.

- Trauma? - Injury.

Now, discounting the possibility of a mental defect, I'd say --

- Mental defect?

Does this look like a girl who can't think straight?

- Nice-looking girl.

-Yeah, no girl who can understand

both English and Spanish has got anything wrong with her mind.

- That's quite an accomplishment.

Maybe she can't speak because she's never been taught.

- Never been taught? - Yes.

Even an infant has to be taught to speak.

They have to learn how to control sound, you see.

Now, I don't know that that's true in her case.

Her problem could --

well, it could stem from any one of a dozen sources.

- Yeah.

I bet we'd have no problem if we had the money

for of them big, fancy eastern hospitals.

- Well, maybe yes, maybe no.

But in any event, no doctor, nodoctor

would even attempt a diagnosis

without first seeing the patient.

Roy, you got a long ride ahead of you.

You better get some rest.

- Well, there it is.

No telegraph, no stage ever going through.

If Benson's been there and gone,

I'll know it the minute I hit the livery.

If so, you'll find me riding back this way fast.

- Don't you think we'd ought to slip off down yonder with you

so's we can be close by in case anything was to go wrong?

- You think that's a sleepy looking town down there now,

you ought to see it the minute a stranger passes the livery.

You wouldn't even find a dog on the street.

- All right, Roy.

You know the town. You know Sanders.

- Deseame buena suerte.

- Buena suerte, amigo.

- I'll ride down partway with you.

- What was that you two was a-jabbering about there?

- You mean "Buena suerte, amigo"?

Well, he said, "Wish me luck," and that's what I did.

- You know something, Newly?

I kind of wish that I had learnt me how to talk some Mexican.

It'd come in handy for a feller

who travels around as much as I do,

like that there lady barber there in Joress.

It -- it'd help me so much if I could had made her understand.

- Festus, you don't have to speak Spanish

to get along with the ladies.

After all, you know the old saying,

"Love is a universal language."

- Well, who's talking about love?

She was a-scraping my face with a dull razor.

I couldn't make her understand

that I didn't have the hide of no hog.

Don't you see?

- Roy?

Doc told me about that girl you have in town.

- Yeah, I'll be paying her a call.

- Well, it's gonna be light in a couple hours.

I'll expect you on your way out of there by then.

- Should be on the road out.

- Roy, you know that wasteland south of town there?

Some men seem to think that's an easy way out.

A fast horse and headed for Mexico,

and all your troubles are left behind.

- That's been about the size of it, from what I've seen.

- Well, don't fool yourself about that, Roy.

A man carries his troubles with him.

- Yeah.

I'll be out first light.

- Take a position up the road just outside of town there.

- Marshal, you can't help to like that kid,

- but I don't trust him. - Neither do I.

I just hope he doesn't hang himself

with that rope we're giving him.

- Alfonso.

- Oh, Roy [speaks Spanish] It's good to see you.

[ Conversing in Spanish ]

A man has to work and live.

The others, amigo?

- They're not here yet? - No.

- I came on a little bit ahead.

- Ah. - Could you feed him?

But keep him saddled 'cause I'll be leaving about first light.

- Good. Good. Of course, amigo.

And brother Luke? He is well, I think?

- I guess you hadn't heard.

Luke's dead.

News travels slow down here.

- I am deeply sorrow, Roy.

[ Speaking Spanish ]

- Sorry it took so long to get back this time, honey.

Seeing that your aunt still doesn't like me

just proves that you must be taken care of real good.

Still say you make the best morning bread in town,

Mrs. Ramos.

Every time I look at you,

I just don't see how anybody has a right to be that pretty.

I sure did miss you.

Or maybe it was your cooking.

I almost didn't make it back this time, honey.

Luke's dead.

Yeah, I know.

Hit me kind of hard, too.

Not too many people put much stock by Luke.

He always shared right down the line with me.

Benson had him murdered.

Anyway, what I was saying about me almost not making it --

I had to make a deal with the law.

I was facing 5 years in prison.

I was kind of hoping we'd have two or three sons by then.

But I told him I'd play along.

Marshal can have the others, but I want Benson.

I'm gonna put a bullet --

Now, don't go telling me it's not the thing to do.

Luke's my brother, and I owed him.

Don't you understand?

Benson killed Luke.

Now, you just shut -- This is between Luke and me.

This is something he'd be doing for me.

Even without talking, you say too much.

All right.

[ Sighs ]

My deal with the marshal

is that he gets the gold and Sanders and Benson.

That's the way I'll play it.

The way you handle me without saying anything...

Wonder what you'd do if you could talk.

Honey,

I talked to a doctor in Dodge.

And he said that sometimes people can't talk

just 'cause they never tried.

And like a baby, they have to learn how to talk.

Say my name, Maria.

Say Roy.

Come on. You got to try.

Say Roy.

Come on.

All right.

Maybe it takes more than just trying.

If we had the money for one of them big eastern hospitals,

we'd --

But it doesn't make any difference between us,

does it?

Doesn't make any difference at all.

I got to go.

But I'll be back later.

And you don't worry about a thing.

Your looking awful good, Mrs. Ramos.

I don't know why you still call yourself a widow.

I was just on my way to see you fellas.

- Mr. Sanders wants to see you.

- So, Luke is dead,

and you're speaking for Benson, huh?

- That's a little strange, Roy. - Yeah,

strange maybe is the word for me riding and telling you about it.

Pretty bum luck is what I'd say about Luke dying.

- Let me hear you tell again what you call a little trouble.

- There's nothing to add to it.

Luke and me got caught.

Benson hit the prison wagon taking us down to Dodge.

Luke got killed.

Benson managed to free me.

- You tell it so simply.

- It was over in a minute.

There was lead flying around, Luke getting killed.

Then I took off with Benson and the rest

and hid in the mountains.

- Now you're speaking for Benson?

- Well, he wasn't about to leave, the amount of gold

we got this time -- $30,000.

Oh, I guess you didn't hear about the amount of gold we got?

- Well, all the news we heard

that a train north of Hays was robbed.

- Yeah, it was an express car. Surprised us.

We didn't know how much it was carrying.

- I don't quite understand Benson sending in a boy like you

to speak for him.

- Well, why shouldn't he send me in?

I'm not here to do any bargaining.

Just came in with a "take or leave it" price --

50%, right down the middle.

- Go ahead.

How close by is Benson?

- He'll be here about midmorning.

- Foot of Black Mesa?

- 15,000 bank notes.

15,000 bank notes.

except he's pulling in from the east this time.

Like to meet you in Rock Canyon.

- Why Rock Canyon?

- 'Cause we're gonna be taking the riches

on down to the border.

- Why Rock Canyon?

- Benson also mentioned

that maybe you're getting a little nervous

about the big money,

wondered if $30,000 is a little rich for your blood.

- A fresh tongue is easily tamed, my friend.

- Well, I'll tell Benson how you feel.

- Uh, now -- now, wait, Roy.

You know, this whole territory is tightening on gold deals.

- Frankly, Benson is as worried as you

about the goods we're carrying.

That's why he'll accept 50%.

- We were thinking 40% this trip.

- Well, you'll think 50%, or we'll take it down ourselves.

- [ Laughs ]

You know, boys,

I wouldn't be surprised

to find Benson taking orders from this boy soon.

- Yeah. I'm working on that, too.

50%?

- Agreed.

- Rock Canyon. Midmorning.

- Rock Canyon.

- Maria. I want you to trust me on this.

I want you to leave a note

that we're getting married again, in a church this time,

just like your aunt always wanted.

Now, listen, very carefully.

I want you to get your horse and ride over to Oldetown

and meet me there.

Train comes through about noon for water.

We're getting on that train.

Remember now, before noon.

- Well, there he be, Matthew.

I wouldn't have bet you a thin dime

that he'd be coming back here looking for us.

- I tell you one thing, Festus. I wasn't sure.

- That can't be him.

- Well, it sure ain't no ghost. - Come on.

- I got a hunch who those two might be.

- How'd you get out of that prison wagon?

- Bars weren't set that tight.

- What were you doing in Carcarus?

- Talking to Sanders,

find out how much he'd give for that gold we're carrying.

Or you boys forget I got a share coming?

- For a wet-eared kid, you got plenty of savvy.

- Hey, and plenty of talking to do to Benson.

We're riding to the foot of Black Mesa.

Come on.

- Let's go.

- Nothing about it sounds right.

You, riding in to dicker with Sanders?

Willing to forget about Luke?

Nah.

- I ain't gonna forget about Luke.

That's between you and me.

One of these days, we'll make a personal thing out of it.

- Kid, you got more lip than brains.

- Well, I had to come down here.

I had no choice to get out of Kansas.

They got posters all over up there on me now.

- [ Chuckles ]

I tell you, kid.

You're just plain unlucky.

You know, you've come a long way

just to get buried.

- All right there, you men!

Get your hands away from those guns!

- All right, get your hands up. Over here.

- Go on. Get over there together.

- Get the cuffs and the irons on them.

- Come on.

- Newly, check the other saddlebags

for the rest of the gold.

- Now, that there's a sight, ain't it?

- This Benson?

- Yeah, that's him.

- Well, we got the gold and the gang, Matthew.

The onlyest one that ain't here is Sanders.

- No, there's one more missing, Festus.

Roy.

[ Gunshot ]

[ Gun cocks ]

- Throw them guns in the rocks.

I said throw them guns out!

We got a new deal, Sanders.

It's 100% for me.

Throw those saddlebags over.

All right, now the three of you climb down

and take your boots off.

Unless you want to buried with them on.

- That's right. Tie them boots on good, boys.

We wouldn't want you to lose them.

- It's not too late, Roy, to discuss this further.

- Slap them horses. Get them moving.

Sanders, I got a lot less patience with you

since I buried my brother.

- There'll be no place that boy will hide,

if it takes my whole life.

Our young friend wants an hour start,

except he's gonna find it's no good.

You get started after them horses.

Exercise will do you good.

- How do? I understand you're the man

that knows everything that goes on in this town.

- Señor Marshal, I'm only a poor livery man.

- What about Roy Stewart?

- Has he ridden back this way? - Roy?

I -- I have not seen him, Señor Marshal,

since -- since leaving --

It was earlier this morning, Señor Marshal.

- Believe me. - Mm-hmm.

And his girl, where does she live?

- Maria?

She is not here. She also left.

She rode down south.

- Well, a man named Sanders, did you ever hear of him?

- Marshal, I have never heard this name before.

Believe me, Señor Marshal.

- Mm-hmm. Thanks.

- Hasta luego, Señor Marshal.

[ Speaks Spanish ]

[ Laughs ]

- Everything worked out real well.

Wait, you trying to tell me something?

Doesn't the train run by here anymore?

Uh, el train. [ Speaking Spanish ]

- [ Speaking Spanish ]

- He says the train hasn't come by here for a month. Come on.

We got to get out of here, quick.

Come on, Maria.

Come on.

You don't feel good?

You're gonna feel worse if we don't get out of here, quick.

I robbed Sanders of the gold money he was carrying,

money for hospitals and doctors.

Now, come on.

Maria!

Maria!

- Señor! - Maria!

- Señor! Señor!

[ Speaking Spanish ]

- Gracias. - Señor.

[ Speaking Spanish ]

- Maria?

Maria?

Feeling better?

Maybe it was just riding in the sun.

What is it?

- Bah--

Bah--

- What are you trying to say?

- Ba..by.

- Wha-- we --

You talked.

You talked, honey.

Baby?

Our -- our baby?

[ Chuckles ]

And -- And you --

[ Chuckles ]

Say it again. Say it.

- Baby.

- [ Laughs ]

Baby. Baby.

Oh, God.

God, thank you.

Thank you, thank you.

The money.

We don't need it now.

You talked.

We don't need any of it.

We'll turn it in to the marshal.

The horses.

Better hide those horses, quick.

They're here.

[ Distant gunshots ]

- Call them off, Sanders! Call them off!

- Enough. - Here's your money, Sanders.

Now stop shooting.

- You've been a bad boy.

You better come down here.

Roy!

- I'm coming!

They won't hurt you.

They won't hurt you.

- You ain't very smart, Roy.

There are easy ways to make money.

- Hold it right there.

You Sanders?

That's a lot of money you're carrying around, isn't it?

- There's no law against having money, Marshal.

- There is when you're using it to buy stolen gold.

I got a lot of people willing to talk about that.

- Wait till you hear the story

about how I was robbed about an hour ago.

- Yeah, that's something else we're gonna talk about.

- The doctor's still with her.

He said she's gonna be all right, though.

- Good, I'm glad to hear that, Roy.

You know, Roy, you kept part of your bargain with me.

But you also took a lot on your own shoulders.

Now, you'll have to face a judge about that.

- Yeah. - Well, do you think,

if I leave you around here running loose,

that you'll show up when the judge arrives?

- Well, you're not gonna find me far from Maria.

- That's about what I figured.

Good luck, amigo.

- Buenos suertes, Marshal.

You know, I was thinking out there.

What a dumb husband you've got.

Real dumb.

But all that's gonna change.

Would you think it was dumb if I...

...if I asked you to say baby again?

- R-- R--

Roy.

Roy.

- [ Chuckles ] You said my --

Oh.

You said my name.

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