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♪♪

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

♪♪

[ Whistle blowing ]

-Let me see, all we got left
here is ham and boiled beef.

-Oh, anything's fine
for me, Doc.

-I'll take ham.
-All right.

-Ah, how about it, Marshal?

You afraid I'll get away?

-All right.
Hold your hands up.

-Well, nothin' like travelin'
to your own hangin' in style.

Eh, if you have your way, huh?

-It's not my way, August.
It's a judge and jury's way.

-Musta' gone to a lot
of trouble for me.

Musta' cost more
than a couple of dollars.

-State of Kansas is glad
to do it for you, August.

-That's not the friendliest way
to talk, Doc.

-You want some coffee, Matt?

-No, thanks, Doc.
-Black.

-Here.

-How about it?

-Just routine traffic
out of Fulton.

-It's turnin' cold.

[ Clicking ]

-Hey!
This is it.

Special train,
arriving Bensonville.

-When'll they get here?

-About 4 hours.

-Can't you see the look
on Old Johnny's face

when we come busting in?

-I wanna see the look
on Dillon's face.

I get him, understand?
He's mine.

-Fine by me.

Of course, uh, Johnny may have
something to say about it.

-Well, if he don't,
I'm gonna blow

that marshal right out
from behind that badge of his.

[ Theme music playing ]

[ Whistle blowing ]

-Awful lot of people.

You better go in and grab that
left rear seat right away, Doc.

Conductor, what are
all these people doing on board?

-Marshal, I don't understand.

-Well, I was told we were gonna
be the only passengers.

-I'll find out what I can.

-Get back.

-Oh.

-Well, I tried.

-They've been
piling in on us all day.

Some of 'em
been here since morning.

Probably be more up ahead.

Oh, uh, are you
carrying a Marshal Dillon?

-Yeah.
Him and his prisoner

and some doctor are supposed
to be my only passengers.

-Well, give this to him
right away, will ya?

Supposed to be important.

Now, uh, what do you wanna do
about this low freight?

-What freight?
-Coming in on the Fulton Spur.

It'll get passed back
by 10 o'clock

and you'll have to follow
that thing all the way to Dodge.

-Oh, I'll have time
if I keep moving.

-Wonder where they all
came from.

[ Indistinct conversation ]

-Why don't you ask?
-You ask!

-Howdy.

Here, let me make more room.

[ Laughing ]

-Excuse me, officer.
May I sit with you?

-Certainly, ma'am.
-Oh, thank you.

-Who we got there, Marshal?

-Nobody that concerns you.
You men get back to your seats.

-Yes, sir, Marshal, sir.
Yes, sir.

[ Whistle blowing ]

[ Man singing ]

♪ And I talk with my baby

-Looks pretty good,
considering.

-It's the marshal,
I'm thinking about...

-Oh, we got us a sizable
crowd to get lost in.

Nah, he never figured a thing.

-I sure got to hand
it you, Leitner.

It's working out just
like you said it would.

-How far are you going,
Ms. Devon?

-Oh, I'm going to Fort Larned.
Meeting my husband there.

-Oh, he's in the army.
-Huh?

Oh, no.
No.

He was -- he was just appointed
the territorial governor.

And we're going to continue
on to -- to Denver together.

-You happen to know,
Mrs. Devon,

how it is that all these people
are on the train?

-Oh, the stage road
is impassible.

We were told that the -- that
the bridge over Signal Canyon

was burnt down last night.

Is there --is there
something the matter, Marshal?

-No, nothing
that need concern you, ma'am.

-We weren't expecting a train
until the morning.

-Well, this is a special car.

-What he really means, ma'am,

is that they had this car
put on special for me.

And the Marshal is not too happy
about all this company.

John August, ma'am.

-What's he done?

-He's being taken to Dodge City
to stand trial, ma'am.

-May I ask for what?

-For murder.

-For murder?

-You have nothing
to be afraid of ma'am.

-Oh, I'm not afraid,
Mr. August.

In Chicago,

I was the chairman of
the Ladies' Reform Commission.

We worked with the poor
and in the prisons.

So I've had some experience
with unfortunates like yourself.

-Unfortunates?

-Oh, it's merely a figure
of speech.

-♪ I walk and I talk
with my baby ♪

[ Laughter ]

[ Whistle blowing ]

-Tickets, gentlemen.

-You see, I am convinced
that poverty and deprivation

is at the root of all crime.

You being a lawman,

you must have seen the inside
of some prisons, Marshal.

-I have, ma'am.

-Then you are aware
of how appalling conditions are.

-There's, uh, room
for improvement, I'm sure, yes.

-From what I saw in Chicago
and other places,

it was bad enough.

And only heaven knows
what was concealed from us.

Men are treated
like absolute animals.

-Ms. Devon,
you may be right about that.

But, uh, I'm afraid
you're talkin' to the wrong man.

My job is simply
to bring in the prisoners.

-You're right, ma'am.

My old man
was foreclosed off his land...

-That's enough out of you.

-I don't mind
if he talks to me.

-I do, Mrs. Devon.

-Nice to see you again, Ben.

-Say, I never did ask ya,
who do you travel for?

-Dr. Dettweilers bitterroot.

-Oh, how's it been going?

-Oh, I've had better.

-What about you, Stallcup?

-Oh, I'm with, uh,
Red Tiger Tobacco.

Cut, plug, snuff and cigars.
-Oh.

-Snuff doesn't move around here.

You a travelin' man, friend?

-That I am, sir.

Have the finest line
in household wares west

of the Mississippi.

-Now, Ms. Devon,
you see this state

and most of the territories
beyond,

10 years ago were a battlefield.

And that violence
produced a lot of violent men

and we still have our share
of incorrigibles.

-Incorrigibles.
-Well, what would you call it?

-Well, I may be wrong,

but I don't believe
that any man is an incorrigible.

Even a man like this.

-Thank you, ma'am.

I guess every man
who ever got in trouble

wished he had another chance.

-Well,

bet he'd like another chance
to kill somebody else.

-You see, that's
exactly what I'm talking about.

He hasn't even been tried yet.

And already you --
you've got him convicted.

-No, no.
-Mrs. Devon,

it so happens that there were
eyewitnesses to the crime.

-Yes, but the extent
of the crime

shall be determined by the jury.

Will it not?
-That's right.

And that's why it's my job
to get him to that jury

just as quickly as I can.

-Yes.
Well, I am sorry, Marshal.

It's just that I believe that
every human being has --

[ Car lurches ]

What's the matter?

-Uh, he's been shot in the leg.

-And you're moving him
in that condition?

-Nothing wrong
with his condition.

I've examined him.

And I've certified
him fit to travel.

-You're a medical doctor?

-Yes, ma'am, I am.

-Are you in pain?

Oh, you don't have
to be afraid to tell me.

Well, isn't there some place
where he could lie down?

-Mrs. Devon...
-Yes.

-There's a -- an empty seat
just up the aisle here.

-I beg your pardon.
-Would you mind?

I'll see
that nobody bothers you.

-I see.

-Excuse me.
-I'm sorry.

-Nothing
on this whole green earth

worse than a crusading female.

-Oh, Marshal,
in the confusion, I forgot.

This is for you.

-Read that.

It's from the federal Marshal
in Topeka.

-It could be wrong.

-Not likely, Doc.
He's a reliable man.

-Conductor.

This telegram get
on in Bensonville?

-Uh, yes, sir.

-Says immediate delivery.
-I'm sorry, Marshal.

But with all these passengers
and tryin' to make up time,

it slipped my mind.

-Any other stops tonight?

-There's two flag stops ahead.

There's Colby: we'll be getting
to that pretty quick now.

And after that there's Fulton.

-Do any of those towns
have a jail?

-Oh, no.

Marshal, places like that don't
have much more than a name.

Marshal, uh,
I'd like you help you but,

uh, tell me what the problem is.

-Well,
the problem's very simple.

According to this telegram,

some of his friends are gonna
try and take him off this train.

-Tonight?
-Tonight.

[ Whistle blowing ]

-Something's up.

-Ben, what's going on, Ben?

Come on.
You can tell me.

-Well, we're gonna
get a wire off on the next stop.

Get the sheriff at Big Falls
to meet the train at Fulton.

Colby coming up, Marshal.

You don't think they'll try
anything there, do you?

-Eh, not likely --
they'll probably wait 'til

we're out in the open somewhere.

-And between Fulton and Dodge,
that's a long stretch there.

-You'll have
to hurry that telegram.

There's a freight coming in at
Fulton we have to beat.

We could go 5 mile an hour
all the way into Dodge.

-I know a hurried man.

They might try to put some help
aboard here.

-Well, whoever's burning that
bridge is already done.

Conductor,
if any passengers get on here,

have 'em come through that door.
-Yes, sir.

-It'll give me a chance
to cover both of them

at the same time, Doc.

-You figure the Marshal
is on to something?

-I don't know.

-We could try
to spring Johnny now.

-Unless he's being
taken off here,

we'll do it like we planned.

-Marshal, could you slow it up?

This leg is killin' me.

-Put your hands up.

-What are you doing
this to me for?

-Flag's up.

There'll be passengers,
all right.

Dispatcher in Bensonville
said there would be on account

of the bridge being out.

Can't give you more
than a couple of minutes, Doc.

No more.

-Mrs. Devon?

-The work you're doing --
it's a fine thing.

I wish I had met you...

or somebody like you
a long time ago.

-Would it have changed
anything?

Like murder?

-Mrs. Devon,
I never killed anybody.

I got no call to lie to you.

There's no way
you can help me.

-Right this way, folks.

-The charge
against you is murder.

-Yes, ma'am.
With witnesses.

I know these men,
you get a bad name,

they put everything on you.

Besides, it's an easy way
to clear a case off the books.

-It's hard for me to --

to believe that man like
Marshal Dillon

could be a part of a...

-Ma'am, things
are different out here.

Sometimes it's hard to tell
the difference between the man

wearing the handcuffs
and the man wearing the badge.

Just check how many times
a prisoner is killed

before he ever comes to trial.

They just claim
he's trying to escape.

-If you like,
when we reach Dodge City,

I'll help arrange for a lawyer.

-A lawyer?

Mrs. Devon, I'll be satisfied
just to get to Dodge City alive.

Ma'am, can I ask you
to do something for me?

-So that's it?
-Oh, no. Nothing like that.

But...if it wouldn't be
too much trouble or bother,

could you stay close to me
'til we get to Dodge?

As long as you're nearby,
the Marshal,

they wouldn't dare try anything.

-Come on, Doctor.

-Get it sent, Doc?
-Yeah.

-Mrs. Devon, I thought I
told you to stay away from him.

-I could use your help for
a while if you wouldn't mind?

-What for?

-Help me guard that prisoner
there.

-Well, uh, I don't think
it would be quite right.

You being a civilian with
no proper authority, sir.

-Can I see your papers,
Sergeant?

Michael Drennan, Sergeant.

Peter Frye,
Private, fourth infantry.

You tryin' to tell me
that you're refusing to help?

-Oh, no, no, sir.

But, you see, the, uh, the kid
and I,

we don't have any sidearm.

You know how it is.

-Marshal?
I've got a man for ya.

-Lesson number one --

Never get mixed up in
a civilian's business.

Right?
-Yes, sir.

-Do you have a gun,
Mr. Stallcup.

-In my bag.

-And you know how to handle it?

-Sure.

I mean, all you want me to do
is stand guard.

That's the idea, isn't it?

-All right.
Come with me.

-Hey.
What are you doing?

-I'm givin' the Marshal a hand.

-Don't look around now
but those three men

up front there...
-Yeah.

-Where are they takin' it to?
-Straight through.

Next stop's Fulton.

-Stallcup, this is
Dr. Adams here.

-Pleasure.
-Hello.

-What's he doin'?

-Gettin' him some helps,
looks like.

It won't make no difference.

-But I'd heard you'd sent
for the sheriff.

-But it's a long way
over here from Big Falls.

And he might be able
to make it in time.

If he doesn't,
I'm not gonna be able to take

this prisoner off at Fulton.
-I see.

-But I'll see if I can get
some extra help, Mr. Stallcup.

-I'm game.

-You're just buying yourself
a pack of trouble.

-That's enough out of you.

-Fulton!

-Didn't make it.

-What are you gonna do,
Marshal? On or off?

-Mr. Chairman,
would you come with me?

-I can't wait any longer.

-Well, you can wait just
one more minute.

All right, folks.
I'd like your attention please.

I'm the Federal Marshal
from Dodge City.

Now, there's been some talk
going around the train

about what's happening here.

Well, I'm gonna
make it official right now.

There's a good chance
we're gonna

run into some trouble up ahead.

[ Chatter ]

-What kind of trouble?

Something to do with him?
-That's right.

-Well it's just as good
a chance

there won't be
any trouble, right?

-If you like bad odds.
Now, this town is Fulton.

It's the last chance
you're gonna have to get off

before we get to Dodge City
tomorrow morning.

And my recommendation is
that you all get off right here.

[ Chatter ]

-Marshal, I ain't gettin'
off this train.

I -- I got a job
waiting for me in Dodge.

-All right.

But I'll tell you this, anybody
that stays aboard the train

does so at their own risk.

-Marshal, you have no right
to order

these people off this train.

-I'm not ordering anybody off,
but I strongly recommend it.

-Now, just a minute.
-Mrs. Devon...

-Now, look.
You might very well be right.

There could be danger ahead.

But --

but why should all these people
get off the train?

-Mrs. Devon,
you've got one minute.

Mrs. Devon...

-I'm staying.

-All right.
How about the rest of you?

-Marshal, that train will be
coming off the spur in 1 minute.

Now, we have to move on.
-Hold it.

Hold it.
I'm goin'.

[ Chatter ]

-All right, folks.
Hurry it along now.

-All right, Conductor.
Let's go.

-If they get hurt
it's their own fault.

-All right.

[ Gasps ]

-What the devil
did he do that for?

-This is very irregular,
Marshal,

but we carry mail in here.

That makes this coach
under government control.

-Sit right here.

-Pardon me.

-Let me in.

-Mrs. Devon, why don't you
go back in the other car?

-Look.
I have a perfect right...

-No, you don't.
I want you to turn around

and go back out of here.
-That man was wounded before.

And I demand the right to stay.

-Why is that?
We have a doctor here.

-Why?
Because Mr. August asked me to.

And after -- after seeing
what you did a moment ago,

I wanna make sure that he
is alive

when this train
reaches Dodge City.

-Well, I'm terribly sorry,

Mrs. Devon, but you're gonna
have to leave the car right now.

-Well, I am...
No.

-Find your way out.

-You got me a pretty good lick.
I won't forget it.

-Marshal?

Uh, I think I better
go in the back car and sit down.

I mean, I don't --
I don't feel too good, you know?

-Sorry, Mr. Stallcup.
I understand.

Thank you.

Conductor, I'd like
to have your keys.

-Marshal, I'm not...
-It's all right.

I'll take full responsibility.

Now, look, maybe go and tell
the engineer we're not gonna

make anymore stops
between here and Dodge City.

-Oh, we're gonna stop
a 20-mile grid take on water,

or we may run dry
before we get to Dodge.

-No more stops.
-But Marshal, you...

-He may have his men waiting
anywhere along the line here.

You wanna take a chance on that?
-All right. No stops.

-Doc, lock this door
as soon as I go out.

And again when he comes back
through here, lock that one.

-What are you gonna do?

-I'm going back
in the other car

and try to find out if any
of his friends are aboard.

Sergeant?

I'm gonna
call you in just a minute.

I want you to come down here.

-All right.

-I expect he's trying
to get more help.

-What he asks us?
-Sure.

But don't look too eager.

Evening, Marshal.

-Boys.

I'll have your sidearms.

Slow and easy.

-What's this?
-Put 'em on the floor.

-Drennan, Frye.

-Sarge?
-All right. Go on.

-Right. There's your sidearms.

-All right.
Pick 'em up.

-I want you to give me hand.

We're gonna disarm the rest
of the car.

All right, boys.
Let's have your sidearms.

They'll be returned to you
when you get to Dodge.

All right.
Let's go.

[ Knocking ]

Doc, let me in.

You two men
cover the front door.

-Yes, sir.

-Frye, did anybody
ever call you blue belly?

-No, sir.

-The civilians,
eh, you let 'em get in trouble

then they're glad to see you.

Otherwise...

-Afraid they're not gonna
be much help for you, Matt.

-Uh, look, as long
as nobody else knows it,

that's something.

-You're in charge
of this train, aren't you?

-Yes, ma'am.
-Well, then it is up to you

to exercise your authority.

-Ma'am, please,
stay out of this.

-All I want to do
is just to see

that that young man is all
right, that's all.

-Take my advice, madam,
and leave the Marshal alone.

-Gentlemen.

-Ma'am.

-I'd like your names,
if I may please.

I intend to lodge a protest
against Marshal Dillon

when we reach Dodge City
with the proper authorities

with you as witnesses.
-For what?

-For brutality
against his prisoner.

-I'm sorry, ma'am.

Marshal's done
what's expected of him.

His ways may seem tough
and a mite hard

to you Eastern folks,
but he's just doing his job.

-Oh.

-Says it for me too, ma'am.

-Gentlemen, I'd like to have
your names, please, if I may.

-But what for?

-I -- I intend to protest
Marshal Dillon's actions.

-Well, now.
It sure takes courage

on your part, lady, to stand up
against a U.S. Marshal.

-A badge is not a license
for brutality.

-Oh, you got a point there.

-Looks to be
about that time, Leitner.

-Well, gentlemen. Here.
-No, I don't think so, ma'am.

-Oh, you have nothing
to be afraid.

-Oh, it ain't that, ma'am.

I just don't think
it'll be needful.

-Okay, boys.
Move it.

Wallet, ring, watch,
money, anything you got.

Right in there.

Get back there with the rest.

-What is this?
What is going on?

-We'll be leaving
this here train shortly, ma'am.

-You're thieves!

-Yes, ma'am.

-Just friends with
Johnny August,

passing the hat, ma'am --
anything you care to give?

-You get away from me.

-Well now, what we got here.

-Get your hands off of --
Aah!

-How much longer to
the water stop?

-Twenty minutes.

-Anybody got any idea
about this train not stoppin'?

I asked you if anybody
had any idea about --

-Marshal Dillon.
-And how about that.

Him tellin' you what to do.

Barstow, go up there
and tell the engineer

we are stoppin' after all, huh?

-What, through the mail car?
-Up and over the mail car.

Now, go on.

Fox, give him a hand.
-All right.

-You were right
about that Marshal, ma'am.

He sure is a mean one.

[ Whistle blowing ]

-Marshal!

You hear me, Marshal?

Now, why don't we
do this the easy way, huh?

You're outnumbered now.

And there's more
at the water stop.

Be good sense
for you to just give it up.

-More at the water stop?

-It's what he said, Sergeant.
But...

-But there's no buts.

I'm pullin' out.
-No, we're not gonna stop.

I told the engineer
to keep goin'.

[ Thud ]

-Well, maybe
they've got some other ideas.

Maybe you can make things
stay just like they are,

but I'm not gonna
stay around to find out.

Frye, put your gun down.
-Sarge...

-You do as I said.

I wish you all the luck
in the world,

but we're pulling out.

Unless, of course,
you aim to kind of make us stay.

-I'm not gonna make you stay,
Sergeant.

-All right.
Come on, Frye.

-Show them out, Doc,
will you?

-Hey.
Hey, outside.

Sergeant Drennan.
We're coming out.

-Things are looking blacker
every minute, huh Marshal?

-Well, now. You sold me, boys.
Showed good sense.

-That means just Dillon
and the sawbones

between us and Johnny now.

-And only a few minutes
between here and the water stop.

-Doc, give me the keys.

Here.

I don't want a sound out of you.

Doc, you better get over there.

Hold it.

[ Gunshot, whistle blows ]

-Dillon!

Barstow!

-Dillon shot him.

-What happened?
-Dillon killed Barstow.

Now, that means no stop
for the others or the horses.

And how far do we get afoot
on that prairie?

-We don't get Johnny before we
get to that water stop,

I'm jumping this train.

-No, we can't cross Johnny.

Only one thing we can do.

Come on.

Marshal.

One time.

Now, you let Johnny go,
and there'll be no trouble.

Don't even have
to stop this train.

We'll jump at the water stop.

-Sounds like he's trying
to make a deal.

He's not so sure as he was.

-Well, how about it, Marshal?

-I'm taking him in.

-Johnny.

Take cover.

-Stop it! Stop it!

Stop.
I can't stand it.

-Please don't bother me.
-Ahh.

[ Gasps, screams ]

Let me talk to him, please.
Let me talk to the Marshal.

-What makes you think
you can talk to him?

-How many people
have got to die before they...

-Nobody has got to die.

-Well, then let me try
to reason with him.

-Come on.

Marshal, hold your fire.

The woman wants to talk to you.

-Marshal.

-Now, think twice on it,
Marshal.

She's been hit.

Should be looked
at by your friend the Doc.

-Marshal, please.

Marshal.

-Come on.

Mrs. Devon.

Mrs. Devon.
-Yes.

-How bad you hurt?

-Oh, I'm all right, Marshal.

But this killing
has got to stop.

There are innocent people
back there.

Please, Marshal.
Let him go.

Let August go.

How many people you going
to kill just to see August hang?

Let him go, Marshal.
Please, please let him go.

-Mrs. Devon,
I want you to turn around

and go back to the back
of the passenger car

and get out of the way.

-Marshal...
-Marshal.

-If you don't open this door,

I'm gonna blow the top
of her head right off.

Now, open up and drop your gun.

Now, both of you,
keep your hands up

and move to the front
of the car.

-Well, you sure cut it close,
Leitner.

-We had a spit of trouble,
Johnny,

but it's all taken care of now.

-Key.

Well, Marshal, I can't say
it's been the pleasantest trip

in memory, but, uh,

but I guess
we'll be partin' company soon.

[ Clicking ]

-Hey, they ain't stoppin'!

-What happened?
-What do you think happened,

-They kill 'em?

-There were five boys
in that train.

-I know how many there were.

-He couldn't have got
all of 'em.

-Wanna follow the train
into Dodge and find out?

-Not me.
-Well, you're the one who'd said

you wanted to get Dillon --
well, let's go get him.

-You go right ahead. All of a
sudden, I don't like the odds.

-You're gonna leave Johnny
with him?

-I don't know
if Johnny's even alive.

Come on, let's get out of here
before we freeze to death.

-It's all right, Conductor.

-Ah, there you are, Ms. Devon.

That'll -- that'll be all right
'til we get to Dodge.

-Thank you so much, Doctor.

You know, I'm so sorry.
-Sorry?

What about?

-Oh, for being so weak
at such a time.

-Ms. Devon, one thing
I'll guarantee

that you're not is weak.

-Well, I'm certainly
a bad judge of character,

I'll say that.

Marshal, I apologize.

-You have nothing
to apologize for.

-I am going to venture to say

that Chicago's loss
will be Colorado's gain.

-Thank you, Doctor.

-I mean it.
You're a very remarkable woman.

-If there's any --

anything that the governor or I
can do for either one of you,

you be sure and let me know,
will you?

-You know, now that you mention
it, there certainly is something

that you might be able to do.
-What?

-There is one thing,
Mrs. Devon,

that this part of the country
needs more than anything else.

-What's that, Doctor?
-Really, hospitals.

Just think what it would mean
if someone

like yourself and your husband,
someone with the gumption

and the wherewithal
would start a campaign

to build hospitals all over
this part of the country.

Think how many people
that would benefit.

Just think of that.
Now there --

there's a project someone could
really get their teeth into.

-Hospitals.

Yes, hospitals.

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

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