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

[ Music plays ]

[ Indistinct conversations ]

[ Laughter ]

[ Dog growls ]

-Ooh-wee, look
at that old wolf dog.

-I'm lookin'.
Here dog.

Here doggy.

-[ Laughs ]

Ain't he somethin'?

-Yeah, he's somethin'
all right --

somethin' to steer clear of.

-Well, that's because you
don't know dogs like I do.

-Is that right?
-There ain't never been a dog

that didn't take to me.

I had me a wolf dog once.

Best dog a man could ever own.

Here you go, wolf dog.

Built for travel, wolf dogs.

Hey, amigo.
-Hmm?

-This old wolf dog
belong to you?

-[ Spits ] Nope.

-Ah.

We got us a dog.

[ Both laugh ]

Come on, old wolf dog.

[ Dog growls ]

-That dog belongs to hisself.

What a charm

if only everybody
belonged to themselves.

Still, you could have been
a mite more friendly.

[ Dog panting ]

[ Indistinct conversations ]

-Well, what'll it be, mister?
-I want a bottle.

I'm leavin' this and my gun belt
as security

until the banks open.

-Miss Kitty, please.

Now, Miss Kitty, this gentleman
would like to leave

his saddle bags and his gun --

-As security for a bottle
of whiskey

until I can do some fur-tradin'
business in the morning.

-Well, we'll trust you.

That won't be necessary.

I said it won't be necessary.

-I don't hold no track
with credit.

-Let him have a bottle, Sam.

-'Ceptin' some women,
of course,

just ain't nothin' prettier
than a full bottle.

Obliged, mister.

-You have a hard nose
named Matt Dillon

still marshalin'
around this town?

-All and every part.

-Find him.

Tell him Ben C. Slocum
is lookin' for him.

[ Theme music plays ]

-Now, I'd say this here's
one of the peacefulest nights

that I've ever saw in Dodge.

Or course, that don't prosper
your business none, I'd say.

-Oh, you'd say, you'd say.

With a mouthful of melon,
you'd say.

Now, here.
That's my move.

And you've got one way
out of that.

If you concentrate,
you might be able to find it.

-Why,
that there's gonna be easier

than scramblin' eggs in a hat.

-What?

What?

-What, what?

-What you said --
scramblin' eggs in a hat.

-Well, of course.

-On a fire?

-Well, how else is there?

-Well, now, wouldn't that --

wouldn't that burn the hat?

-Oh, no, it ain't gonna
burn the hat if it's did right.

All you got to do is hold
the hat off on the fire enough

so you ain't gonna burn it

and close enough to the fire
so it'll cook the eggs,

don't you see?

-Your move.
Go on and move.

Hey, Louie.

-Howdy, Louie.

-Marshal about?
-No.

He's out checkin' the street.

Why?

-Would you tell him, Doc,
down at the Long Branch,

there's a fellow by the name of
Ben C. Slocum lookin' for him?

-Ben C. Slocum?
-Right.

Name is Ben C. Slocum.

-Fine, Louie, I'll tell him.
He'll get the message.

-Good.

-All right, there you are.

Let me see you jump outta that.

-Where'd you move, right there?

-Yeah, right there.

-Hmm.

-You know, it's just
pure oldie amazin',

how you can change
from peacock proud

when you think you got me
checker whooped

to a grumpy old scutter

when you know
I've got you whomped.

-You ain't got me whomped.
I'll move.

-Well, just wait
till you make that next move.

-Get your hand
outta there and shut up.

I'll move here.

[ Door opens ]

-Hello, Matt.

-Things been quiet,
are they, Matthew?

-Oh, quiet enough.

-Well, they're just about
to explode here.

-Oh, Matt, Louie was here.

There's a fellow down at the
Long Branch wants to see you.

-Yeah, feller named
Clancy Yocum.

-Ben C. Slocum.

-Ben C. Slocum?

-Clancy Yocum.
-It was Ben C. Slocum.

Shut up.

-Well,
I don't know any Clancy Yocum,

but I sure know a Ben C. Slocum.

-Is he a trouble maker,
Matthew?

-Depends on how you
look at him.

[ Music plays,
indistinct conversations

-Howdy.

Name's John Riker.

-Good.

-You put that lightning
down real fine.

Play cards as well?

Got us a little old game
of draw over there.

Like for you to join us,
if you want.

-Can't.

-Oh, I trust you.

Just put up an I.O.U.,

gimme what you got
in them saddlebags.

-Can't.

Can't do it.
Too many odds.

-[ Laughs ]

Oh, it's just draw poker,
ain't no odds.

-Well, it all depends upon
who's doin' the dealin'.

-What do you mean?

-Well, you got more up
your sleeve than your arm.

-What you gettin' at?

-Cards.

You pull out that handkerchief
and shake that sleeve.

-You callin' me a cheater,
mister?

-Mm, mm-hmm.

-You shoulda thought twice 'fore
sayin' somethin' like that.

Now, get outta here.

-Yeah?

[ Chuckles ]

[ Laughing ]

[ Laughter ]

-[ Laughs ]

[ Laughter continues ]

[ Laughter continues ]

-Yeah, I done thought about it
more'n twice.

But you didn't.

-Riker.

[ All screaming ]

-Howdy, Matt.

-Howdy, Ben.

-I reckon I owe you.

-Ben,
how did all this get started?

-Mr. Slocum
here called him a cheat.

-Was he cheatin'?

-Yes, and I told him.

Just pull out that handkerchief
from his left sleeve.

-Hey.
Yeah, he was cheatin' all right.

-Yeah.

-You know, Ben,

one of these times
you're liable to be wrong.

-Maybe,
but not about fellas like him.

-Festus, get him
over to prison.

-All right.

-All right, boys,
take back your losin's.

House is buyin'.

-Wasn't Mister Slocum's fault
none, Marshal.

The truth's the truth.

That man Riker had his gun out,

and Mr. Slocum
here weren't even armed.

-That's right, Matt.

-It's like you said, Matt,
trouble always follows.

I -- I just come by to see
how are you.

It's been such a long time.

I'd like to stick around,
if you have no objections.

-I've got no objections, Ben.

Louie, take him over to Hank's.

-Yes, sir, Marshal.

You come right along,
Mr. Slocum.

-Miss.

See you come first light.

-All right, Ben.

-You known him long, Matt?

-We Go back quite a ways, Kitty.

-What I want to know is,
do you know who it was you shot?

-Yeah, I know, Doc.

-Who?

-Well, he's one
of the Riker boys.

-Riker?
-He has a whole family

and been here a few months.

I'll tell you somethin', they're
gonna come ridin' into Dodge.

And they're gonna
ask you a lot of questions.

-Well, I want to save 'em
that trouble, Doc,

because I'm gonna
take the boy's body out there.

-And why you want to do
a fool thing like that?

-Because I don't want them
in the same town

with Ben C. Slocum.

-Down there goes a man, Dooley.

At least ways, he was once.

Let's go see what's left of him.

Yip-yah.

[ Dog barks ]

Yip-yip-yip-yip.

Yippy-wahoo!

Howdy, Marshal Matthew Dillon.

-Howdy, Ben C. Slocum, Dooley.

He hasn't changed, has he?
-Nope.

I watched him down
a little high mountain meadow

this mornin' catch a rabbit.

Musta run off 2 pounds
catchin' one.

Hard notion, a life like that.

[ Laughs ]

Uh, his notion though.
-Yeah.

It seems to be, all right.

Ben, uh, what brings you out
this way this mornin'.

-Why is it every time
I come into a town,

sooner or later I'm lookin'
down the front of a gunsight?

-You don't like
all these people much, do you?

-Well, I can't understand

why they're doin' what they
are doin' to this land.

-It's called civilization.

-Mm,
why's it got to be like that?

Why can't it be like when you
and me was meat huntin'

together.

We used to winter with
the same suit we fought.

come a time later.

Now they're all gone.

Why is that, Matt?

-Well, times change.

-People that change 'em.

-Same thing, Ben.

-Mm, you're headin' right now
into some troublesome,

worser changin' times.
-What do you mean?

-Them Riker boys, it's my fault
what you got back in there.

-Ben, you didn't kill him.

-As good as.

I am ridin' with you.
-No, no.

I don't want
you to do that, Ben.

-You saved my life, Matt.

I owe you.

Even if I didn't take to you,
I -- I still owe you.

That's Indian, you forgot.

-No, I haven't forgot, Ben.

But it's like I said,
see, that was then.

This is now.

Now, Ben, I want you
to keep outta my way on this.

I want your word.

-You got it.

-Good.

I'll see you back in town.

We'll turn over a few logs.

-Yeah, I give you my word.

That I owe you.

-Mark.

-Yeah, Pa?

-Let Paul give you a hand
with that meat.

-We goin' eat this meat, Pa.

-Do like I say, Mark.

-He just whops
the sideways out of it

just to be whoppin' on it.

-You hear me?

-Come on.
Take your licks.

Come on.

-Talk at him.
Talk at him.

-Now, just, uh, just ease into
it, ease in.

Ain't gonna be long, he's gonna
have it all in the dirt.

-Well, you can cook stew, easy.

-He's easy.

-Good lord always has a way
of balancin' things, son.

Now, you take his brother Paul,
there.

He was born short-brained.

But he can whip
you at wrestlin'.

And he's 2 years greener.
-Well,

if you call kickin' and gougin'
and scratchin' wrestlin'.

-Well, it's the devil's tools,
son.

The good Lord
wants you to fight the Devil,

he gives you the devil's tools
to work with.

I learned it myself
at the Lord's callin'.

I learned all you boys
myself at the Lord's callin'.

Are you sure Tom Fuller
didn't see you take that beef?

-Oh, Pa.

-That's right.
That's right.

God helps them
who helps themself.

It says it plain.

Know Tom's got plenty.

You get goin' for supper,
you hear?

-[ Sighs ]

-How she's turnin', boys?

That's out?

-Whisperin' whiskey, Pa.

There ain't a bite
in the whole barrel.

-As a matter of fact,
we haven't gotten far.

Taste it.

-Level as a table.

[ Laughter ]

-Why, this ought to sell on
to $3 a jug, Pa.

-Yeah.
-There ain't a man red or white

won't be tailin' for winter
with a bloom of that in him.

-Go on, try another.

Go on.

-Now, your Ma,
she would be proud of you boys.

-Amen, Papa.
-Amen.

-When brother John
get back with the supplies,

we'll head out for Jack Forest,
Spinnerville, and all of them!

-You boys get to juggin'.

Get to juggin'.
-Hey, Pa, go on, go on.

Try one more sample
before we do.

-Level.
Level.

-Pa.

Come out here, Pa, quick.

-Oh, howdy, Marshal.

Almost time for supper.

This home would be most honored.

-I thank you, Mr. Riker,

but I'll have
to be gettin' back to town.

I, uh, I brought your son back.

-Brought him?

John?

John?

John?

How'd it happen, Marshal?

-A man accused your boy
of cheating in a card game.

Your boy took offense.

-And he was shot?

-That's right.

-Who done it?

-I'm sorry to have to tell you,
Mr. Riker, that I did.

But your boy
didn't give me any choice.

He was gonna kill
an unarmed man.

-And he's cheatin'?

-He was caught red-handed.

-I see.

-Do you, Pa?

This one said he killed John.

-You boys, come over here
and take your brother John

and carry him in the shade.

You hear me?
You hear me?

-I'm sorry it had
to happen this way, Mr. Riker.

-Obliged, Marshal.

Good day to you.

-We had him, Papa.

We could have killed him.

-An eye for an eye,
and a tooth for a tooth.

It says it plain.

But this weren't the time
and place.

We'll find that time and place.

And there, we'll kill him.

-Why not shoot him now?

-Because there's somebody up
on that hill.

And he wants us to know it.

-Hyah. Hyah.

Get a heathen to heaven,
I do believe.

-Pa?
-Huh?

I done told you once, son.
I ain't gonna tell you again.

-Quiet, Pa.

-Rikers.

Took you quite a while

to file in around behind
the Marshal, didn't it?

-You'd be the one on the hill.

-I'd be.
-Well, I got to ask you

the meanin' of your interest,
friend.

-I ain't your friend.

I'm Ben C. Slocum.

And I killed your boy.

It was the Marshal
who put the lead in him,

but I was the cause
of the killin'.

You just leave that horse
stay right there, son.

-And you rode out here
to tell us, what?

-Marshal Dillon saved my life.

And I owe him.

I don't aim to see him
haylofted, roofed,

or dry gulched.

That's what you aim, ain't it?

Ain't it?

-And justly so.

Many are the cause
of death and sufferin'

in the house of the Lord.

Hallelujah to the high.

-Hallelujah to the high, Pa.

-Amen.

-That's from the good book,
Slocum.

-Amen.

You turn around,
or I'll kill you.

That's Shoshone, Riker.

-There's five of us.

-Well, there won't be.

I ain't aimin'
to tell you again.

Well, turn around, boys.

-Come on, Pa.
-Pa, come on.

[ Dog barking ]

[ Horse whinnying ]

-[ Whistling ]

-Come here.

I feed you, don't I?

Now, Dooley.

Dooley, get up.

Get up, Dooley.
It's all in your head.

Dooley.

You've got some trailin' to do,
Dooley,

and some shootin'
at the end of it.

-Week-old turkey,
that's what it was.

-And that turkey's proved
what kind of stuffin'

you got in your brain pan,

rememberin' exactly what it was.
-It just proved

that Memorable dates are not
that hard to forget, what it...

-Memorable, my foot.
-Well, I can count

on the fingers
of my two hands

of times I've seen you
buy a round of drinks.

-Well, now, that ain't a pretty
thing for you to be sayin'.

-All right.
I'll take it back.

I'll take it back.

Count on the fingers
of my one hand.

-Well, that's better.

-I knew you couldn't read,

but by thunder,
you can't count either.

-All right, Mr. Smart Aleck,

here, grinnin'
like a possum eatin' persimmons.

I'll tell you, there's a heap
more knowledgeableness

in my head than you will ever --
-It's empty.

-All right, Doc,
just one more time...

-Oh, stop that.
That wagon, it's empty.

Nobody drivin' that team.

-Oh, yeah.

-Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

-That ain't the limit.

Well, that's Noah Riker and one
of his boys, ain't it, Doc?

-How are they, Doc?

-Well, I'd like
to have half the luck

either one of 'em have got.

That one there got a bullet
high in his left shoulder,

but it went right through.

-And what about Noah?

-Well, Matt,
I know an awful lot of folks

benefit from readin'
the good book, but right there.

That's the most good
it ever did Noah.

Bullet went through there,
slowed down just enough

to keep from killin' him.

Now, you'd have to call
that luck

or else guidance
from the almighty one.

-Well, knowin' the ways
of this old guy,

a feller'd have to call it luck.
-[ Groans ]

[ Breathing heavily ]

Where am I?

-You're in Dodge City.

-Where are my boys?

-One of them's right
over there, Mr. Riker,

but we don't know
where the others are.

Now, I want to know
what happened out there.

-He dead? Is he dead?

-No, he's all right.
-[ Sighs ]

-Where's my Bible, my Bible.
-Well, it's right here.

Bullet ripped it up some,
saved your life, though.

-My blossoming faith.

-Bullet's still in you.

We'll have to take that out.

-I ain't got no money.

-I didn't ask you for any.

-Saved my life,
saved all our lives.

-Mr. Riker,
what happened out there?

-Well, I don't see
how I could forget it.

Was ridin' along,
rapture of a new day,

my playin' the mouth organ,

my thoughts a world away
with our John.

All our thoughts
a world away with our John.

And then from some salt cedars
comes a man with a dog

ridin' hard and shootin'
something fierce and I --

-A dog?

-What happened then?

-I don't know.
I -- I guess I got hit,

and Paul too.

I don't know any more.

-All right, Mr. Riker.
Thank you.

-Oh, you go ahead
and rest there.

And then we will --
we'll get to that bullet.

-I ain't got no money.

-I know. You said that.

-Sounds like Ben Slocum,
don't that?

-Well, it does, yeah,

except the facts
don't add up to Ben.

He wouldn't shoot anybody

without warning like that
in the first place.

In the second place,
he could have killed 'em all

if he'd wanted to.

-Yeah, well, somebody shot 'em.

-Well, Matt,
he did mention a dog.

-Well, I don't have any doubt

that it might have been Ben
out there,

but the circumstances
had to have been different.

-Well, I'll tell you this,

if you're goin' out yonder,
I'm goin' with you.

-No, Festus,
I want you to stay here.

-Matthew, you...
-Matt,

there's somethin' else here.

You can't believe a thing
that this Riker says,

a man that quotes the beauty
of the Lord's work

for his own special deviltry.

You don't know whether you're
goin' after Ben Slocum out there

or who.

You don't know
what you're gonna run into

when you get out there,
do you?

-No, I don't.

-Ain't no doubt about it, Doc.

He does protect his own.

-He's a hunter.

Took to streams and cold rock
and still he come on.

Hunter.

-Don't scare much.

-I told you boys
he's a waste of lead and powder.

-Well, it's that --

it's that dog of his.

-Well, no matter now.

We -- we got him fetchin'
right up that little basin,

as good a place we're gonna find
the way he's stayin' after us.

-Amen, brother, amen.

You gonna get fetch now.

-Come too far,
old Mr. Hunter has.

What if he flanks us?

-You got yourself a point,
brother.

What if you was to go up
on that hill yonder?

You get yonder way.

I'm gonna hunker down here.

Now go on. Get, boy.

-Them rocks are barer
than a skinned mule.

There's tracks
right up the middle, though.

Now, if they was Shoshone,
Dooley,

I would, uh, head over
in that direction,

one over there
and tether over yonder.

Yeah, Dooley?

Ah, it don't make no difference.

We'll just wear 'em out,
make 'em nervous.

Then we'll show 'em how --

how clear a Shoshone
can think, huh?

-There you go, Kitty.
Just put that there.

That'll be fine.
Mr. Riker, here you are.

-Hey, Doc, I ain't...
-Yeah, I know.

You ain't got any money.

-Paul.

Paul.

Thank you, dear Lord,

for providin' this current food
and bounty, amen.

Now, if'n that Marshal of yours
is followin' my boys,

which I hope he ain't,

I can't swear on his life.

-What do you mean, Mr. Riker?

-My boys are scrappin' boys.

And they're carryin' the torch
of the Lord

in the time of blood.

I learned it myself
at the Lord's callin'.

-Let me tell you somethin',
Mr. Riker.

If your boys have done
anything wrong,

Matt Dillon
will bring 'em in here.

One way or another,
you can count on that.

-Is Matt
really in trouble, Doc?

-Oh, I'd say so.

Can't raise kids to be hellcats

without havin' 'em
fight like hellcats.

[ Horse snorts ]

-Mark, Luke, it's him
that killed brother John.

-Any shootin' been goin' on?
-Oh, they shot 'em up yonder.

I never could figure out
why them sod stompers

think that just shootin'
a little lead in the air

will keep a man from comin' on.

-Ben, how did all this
get started?

-Well, I'll tell you.

I knew they was aimin'
to back shoot you.

So I stopped 'em in the road,
and I ask 'em.

And the old man, he started
quotin' some scripture on me.

And then he pull out his gun
and started.

Like, he sly as a lynx cat,
that old man.

You know I don't lie, Matt.

-No, I know you don't lie, Ben.

I also know you promised
to keep out of this.

-I promised you
that I owed you.

I figured that we'd just
outwait 'em and --

and Indian in on 'em later.

-Where are they at now?

-There.
-Uh-huh.

Well, that looks to be
a good deal over 300 yards.

I -- I don't think
they're gonna be hittin' much

from that distance.

-I don't think
they'll be shootin' much

from up there to down here.

-Well, now wait a minute.

Depends on how you look at that.

You keep your eye out there,
see if you can spot any smoke.

Maybe I can draw a shot
or two out of 'em.

All right, up there.

This is Matt Dillon, US Marshal.

[ Gunshots ]

-[ Laughs ]

Well, you old dog wolf, you.

That'd be like that time

with Black Peak Indians up
on the Cheyenne park,

key up soldier boy
at that time, yeah?

Jerky?

-Thank you.
-Just like old times, yeah?

[ Laughs ]

-Now, what you doin' back here?

-I don't like the feel of it,
brother, I don't now.

Nothin' moved down there
close to an hour.

-I know. I know.

-Now,
if we was to sneak to 'em

and to hole up,

ain't nothin'
can swing in on us.

-Okay, brother.

-Matt.

Matt, you're right.

There one of them sidewinders
comin' down that ridge of rocks

to the west there.

-Yeah.

That's his brother
comin' down over here.

-Yeah.

About an hour, them Rikers
will wear themselves out.

You don't, uh, chew,
if I recall.

-Ben, there isn't much
you don't recall.

-It helps a body think.

And I'm thinkin', Matt.

You know, a body could get
himself killed out there.

-It's possible.

-And wouldn't make
much difference to me.

I just bumble around here
with my dog, Dooley,

here and there, such.

But you've got responsibility.

Now, I could go out there
and take care of things myself.

-Well, Ben, I appreciate that,

but I'm gonna be with you
all the way on this.

You know,
there's one other thing, Ben.

If and when we get
out of this alive,

I'm gonna have to
take you back to Dodge

to stand trial for assault.

-Trial? Assault?

I told you,
that old man pulled first.

-I know.
And I believe you too.

But he's accused you
of attempted murder.

And you're gonna have to stand
trial by a people's jury.

That's the law.
-Oh, people, juries.

Oh, you're gonna
drive me crazy with that law.

Dooley, he's gonna drive us
crazy with that law of his.

I'll tell you what, Matt.
There's one thing don't change,

that gun of yours.

You just take care of that.

That don't change.

-No, Ben,
you're right about that.

-Matt,

What it'd be like if that jury
don't stand to favor me?

-Well, Ben,
then you'd have to go to jail.

-I'm thinkin' I -- I don't
favor goin' back to Dodge.

I don't think there's any jail
I could stand livin' inside of.

-I know, Ben.

Now, remember, Ben, alive,
if you can.

-Alive, if you can.

Dooley.

[ Dog growls ]

You got one of 'em,
old fellow?

Go. Go, get him.
Go, get him.

[ Dog barking ]

Got that fool, then, Dooley.

Go help him out.

-All right, you.

Hold it right there.

Get up.

Throw the gun down.

All right, now turn around
and come down here.

Where's your brother?

-I wouldn't be knowin' that,
Marshal.

[ Dog growling ]

-Aah!

-Dooley! Dooley!

-I got him. [ Laughs ]

-Aah!

-[ Grunts ]
[ Dog whimpers ]

We got him, brother Mark.
We got him!

It'd be like Pa said,
an eye for an eye!

[ Laughs ]

-Matthew Dillon.

-Yo.

[ Groans ]

-That's the lot of 'em.

Oh, you're hit.

-Well, Dooley,
thanks for the help.

[ Dog whimpers ]

-Yeah. It's all right.

Gone clean
through the other side.

The bone's all right, though.

Sure gonna do a consideration
of bleeding.

-[ Chuckles ]
-You can make porridge

out of this here rag.

But it's the best thing
I've got.

-I'm obliged to you.

Ben, I don't think I can make
it back to Dodge unless...

-Oh, it's the first thing
I thought.

-If you wanted
to take off right now.

I probably couldn't stop you.

-Second thing I thought.

-And if you do come back,
I can't promise you anything.

-That's the third thing
I thought.

-What's the answer?
-The fourth thing I thought,

I'd be a fool
if I did go back.

But in all our times,

this is the first time
that you owe me.

-Already done swore
on your Bible, Judge.

-Evidently, the Marshal
has his reasons, Mr. Riker.

In order for this inquiry
to continue,

would you please do as he asks?

-Fair enough.

Go on, take it.

Now, I want you
to tell the judge here

exactly how it was that Slocum

started that fight
on the Dodge road.

Unh-unh.
No, you hold on to that.

-Was standin' in the road,
he was,

barrin' our going to town.

-That's not what I asked you.

I asked you
how he started the fight.

-All my boys, cut down in
the spring time of their years.

-Noah, who was it
that started the shooting?

-I've already done
told you that, Marshal.

-All right,
I want you to tell us again.

-Do I got to sit here
and be --

-Just answer the Marshal's
questions, Mr. Riker.

-Lived my whole life

accordin' to the words
in this here book I have.

-That's right, Noah.

-Goin' home.

Goin' home to pray
and read the book.

Takin' my boy, Paul,
and going home.

-The case against Mr. Slocum
is dismissed.

-Oh.
Well, what does that mean, Matt?

-Well, Ben,
that means you're a free man.

-What did I tell you?
-Well, thank you.

I'm much obliged
for all your help.

You know what I am fixin' to do?
-What's that?

-I'm fixin' to go way off

and, uh, build me a fire,
shoot me a meal, cook a steak,

and, uh, think over
some deep thoughts.

-About what?
-If'n you knew all along

old Noah wouldn't blame me
for the killin'

if his own hand
was on his own Bible.

-What do you figure?

-Means we're even.

[ Laughs ]

-[ Laughs ]
Sounds about right, Ben.

-Well, best we done unwind
proceedings,

go have some drinks.
-There ain't no better way

to get unwinded.

-Come on.
The first one is on me.

Hey, Dooley.

Come here.

[ Dog barks ]

-There he goes.
-That's my boy.

-The second round's on me.

-I'll buy the next one.

-What are we waitin' for?
Let's get it started.

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

[ Theme music plays ]