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-Starring James Arness as Matt Dillon.

- I'm looking for a man named Waco Thompson.

Where is he?

Thanks.

- Ohh.

[ Grunts ]

Whew.

Mm.

Well, what'll it be?

Raise them slow or get them up or, uh...

- On your feet.

- On your feet.

Why didn't I think of that?

Weren't expecting no visitors.

Yeah.

- You Waco Thompson?

- Yep, all that there is.

- U.S. Marshal. I got a warrant for your arrest.

- For visiting the Raton Stage?

- Yeah, and a few others.

- What you aim to do about it, Marshal?

- You're going to Dodge.

- Well, I can think of about four reasons

why that might be hard.

- Name them. - Well, that ain't my game,

Marshal.

Course I -- I don't go to telling folks their doings,

but, boy, if I was you, I'd light out of here now.

Them old boys, they stick closer to a trail

than a hair on your head.

[ Laughs ]

You just took hold of -- of a branding iron

by the hot end, Marshal!

[ Laughing ]

You just...

- You a mighty hard and determined man.

I ain't got dressed this fast as that time back in Tucson.

- You said to wake you in an hour.

- [ Groans ]

[ Laughing ]

- Let's go.

- Yes, sir.

My boys ride in, find old Waco gone,

they'll be breathing fire.

Getting me to Dodge'll be like tiptoeing across a bog.

[ Laughs ]

- That your horse?

- What's left of him. - All right.

Saddle him up.

Well, thank you.

- Oh, thank you, sir. Thank you.

You know something, Marshal?

You ain't got a snowball's chance under the Kansas sun

to where we's going. [ Laughs ]

- Keep saddling.

- No need to lose your temper, Marshal.

Got me so nervous now I'm just all thumbs.

[ Laughs ]

Marshal?

You sure know how to stomp on a man's enjoys. Yes, sir.

I just rode in last night

and was just cozying up some real fun.

That old Lillie, she's got a tongue like a swinging door,

just talk, talk, talk.

You know, Marshal, I ain't funning.

Them boys of mine are gonna come riding over that ridge

anytime now.

Why don't you ride ahead?

I'll catch up.

- All right.

Head them out.

- [ Laughs ]

- Hold your hands out.

- Aw.

Oh, I swear, if I live to be 300...

- Let's go.

- [ Laughs ]

This ain't the trail to Dodge.

- It'll do.

- Running closer to ground than a snake.

Why don't we ride up so a breeze can reach us?

- Uh-huh, and have your boys spot the dust.

No, this'll get us there till dark.

- You're smart, my man.

Think clearer than a blue sky.

[ Spits ] You're smart, and I'm parched.

Tongue's starting to curl up and die like a dead leaf.

- Wouldn't know it to listen to you.

- [ Laughs ]

- Let's get us a drink, Slick.

- We'll get us a drink after we see Waco and get that money.

- Hmm. Wonder how much money there is.

- Supposed to be $6,000 or $8,000 in that box.

- You know, I'll bet you old Waco's already drank his up.

- He better not have drunk up mine!

- [ Cackling ]

- Hey, Waco!

Where is he?

- Well, he ain't here.

- He was here.

- All of his gear's gone, Slick.

I thought he was staying here.

- Oh, well, he ran out on us!

- Where'd he go? - Wait a minute.

Found it.

- Where'd he go?

- Slick?

- We'll find him.

Fuller?

Lillie.

- [ Yelling indistinctly ]

- Fuller!

That's enough.

Lillie, where'd Waco go?

When did he leave?

- Better tell us, Lillie.

Waco ain't worth getting Slick riled up.

- Or worse.

- Lillie.

- Waco left just after dawn.

There was a man with him.

- What man?

- Big man.

Filled that door when he came in.

- You know him?

- No.

I never seen him till this morning.

- Which way did they ride?

- East.

- You heard her! Get going!

Gamble, you do your femaling after we catch Waco.

- That's a sign that Waco crossed us,

joined up with another feller.

- What we gonna do, Slick?

- Crying about it ain't gonna help.

I'm gonna find Waco.

When I do, I'm not gonna shoot him.

I'm gonna drag him.

Then I'm gonna hang him,

his toes just touching the ground.

First, we're gonna find that money!

- Ain't we ever gonna stop to catch our breath?

This old horse of mine don't get some rest,

I'm gonna end up carrying him. - All right.

Let's get off here and let them breathe a spell.

- Whew!

Well, you ain't gonna drink it all, are you?

- [ Sighs ]

[ Huffs ]

Oh, heaven, I spilled that canteen.

[ Laughs ]

Hey, Marshal, you want some jerky?

Drier than a bride's prayer,

but at least it'll give you a last supper.

- No, thanks. - [ Chuckles ]

You know, Marshal, this here old wash,

it don't run on forever, you know.

Sooner or later, you're gonna have to take the high ground.

When you do, them old boys, they're gonna sight down on you.

Yes, sir.

They'll be coming.

They'll be coming. [ Laughs ]

[ Man speaks indistinctly in distance ]

- Come on.

[ Whistles ]

- Stay right there.

- [ Clicks tongue ]

- [ Clicks tongue ]

- Thinking of ways to go running off with all that money.

I swear it. I'll kill him!

I will! - Hood,

when I get through with Waco,

there won't be nothing left for you to kill.

- Well, Fuller, you see anything?

- There ain't any tracks. I can't find it.

And I'm betting you

it's somewhere down in that barranca.

- Them old boys could track a man over rocks.

I got to say, though, Marshal,

you're thinking sharper than a boar coon.

Like I say, though, them boys is trackers.

- Well, there's four of them, all right.

- I swear, if I live to be 300,

I'll never understand a lawman's brains.

Right now, here they coming, just quiet and deadly as lions.

Here you sit, bold as a sign board.

What do you plan on doing, Marshal?

- We're going back.

- Back to Spivey?

- Nope. There's more than one way back to Dodge.

Let's go. - Oh.

I swear, if you ain't the biggest lawgiver since Moses...

- Whoa.

- No other way they could've come except this barranca,

or we'd seen them!

- Waco's gonna have that money spent!

- Oh, Hood, you're just like a hound dog puppy --

all mouth and feet.

- Your whining is beginning to grate me, Hood.

- Listen, Gamble. Anytime you -- - Oh, shut up, both of you!

Fuller, you're always bragging what a pathfinder

and tracker you are.

You and Runny Mouth here go on up ahead,

see if you see any sign of them.

Me and Gamble'll go back this way.

And if you find anything, we'll meet back here.

- You got that? - Yeah, I got it!

- Well, go on! - All right!

I ain't no runny mouth, though.

- Well, where'd they go? It looks like they got lost.

- Well, airing your lungs ain't gonna help us any, Gamble.

They got to turn up sometime.

And when they do, I'm gonna get that money.

Waco and his new partner are gonna end up pushing up daisies.

[ Horse neighs ]

- Here's Fuller.

- Well?

- Found some tracks about a mile down that gulch.

Two horses, and they doubled on back.

- What'd you do with Hood?

- Left him sitting on those tracks

- so they wouldn't blow away. - Well, let's go!

- Oh!

So, that's water. I often wondered.

[ Laughs ]

You know what I been thinking, Marshal?

I been thinking you'll make Dodge.

I'd have never given you a lamb's chance in a wolf den.

But I do believe you got a good lead on them old boys.

Push, and you'll make Dodge.

Yes, sir, I do, and I said it.

- Let's mount up.

- Ugh.

You know, one thing I knows about all you marshals

is you all got a sense of humor.

Yes, sir.

Always funning and laughing.

- Let's ride.

- And riding.

- Oh.

Oh.

- Well, this one's a looker. Must be a breed.

Kaw, I'd say.

Yeah.

That there's a Indian.

- Get over there.

- [ Scoffs ]

Them Kaw always chop off their ears

when they take up with a white man.

Some old trapper boy come along.

[ Laughs ]

- She's gonna die if she doesn't get help.

- Still ill, that's the way of them.

Just what'd you do with her?

- Condition she's in, she's gonna need the help of a woman.

- I swear, sometimes, you got brains sharper than a new knife.

Other times, you got the ones a ox threw away.

- We're gonna have to make a travois, take her with us.

- Well, now, I don't know where you get that "we,"

'cause I ain't about to touch no Injun.

- You're not, huh? - No, sir. I ain't.

Well, now, Marshal,

up to now, we just been passing the time pleasurable.

But now, you just keep

them eyes in the back of your head wide-open.

- Get up and give me a hand.

- Sure. Sure.

- Hold on, now. Hold on.

Take it easy. Easy, easy.

[ Speaks Indian language ]

- That old Indian don't want to be touched.

- [ Speaking Indian language ]

- [ Speaks native language ]

- All right. We got some work to do. Let's get going.

Why don't you take those bedrolls off of those saddles,

untie them, and put them on the ground?

Come on. Let's move.

- All right. All right.

Get the bedrolls. Get the bedrolls.

Seems like I've never heard nothing so stupid my whole life.

Squaws, bedrolls, making travois.

You go dragging her around,

you're gonna lose time, time you ain't got to lose.

- Let's move, Thompson.

- I swear, if I live to be 300. Come on, horse.

- We've lost a lot of time.

We got day tracking, night tracking, and track tracking.

We're at the end of the tracks.

We got blood.

- Pig, pig, pig, pig, pig, pig.

Pig, pig, pig, pig, pig.

[ Pigs snorting ]

Pig, pig, pig, pig, pig, pig.

What's wrong, child?

- Good afternoon.

- How do? - Howdy, pig man.

- My name's Dillon. I'm a United States Marshal.

We're gonna need some help here.

We got a squaw woman that's gonna give birth anytime now.

- Don't look at me. She ain't my woman.

- Let's get her inside.

Ann, dear, go fetch your ma.

- Yes?

- The woman's near to having a baby, Polly.

- Well, ge-- get her -- get her in the bed.

Uh, turn -- turn the covers down.

- Hooey, that wind's ripe!

Phooey!

- Let's get inside.

- Stinking pigs. Stinking Injuns.

If I live to be 300... Phew!

You're the soul of sweet charity, ma'am.

Shame to put a stinking Injun in a nice, clean bed like that.

- That's enough out of you, Thompson.

Get out of here.

- Is she an Injun?

- I don't want her in there. - Well, now...

- Take her away.

Let her have it under a bush somewhere.

That's their way.

As sure as the Lord takes notion,

she ain't gonna have it in here.

- No, she's gonna stay right where she is, ma'am.

And if you won't accept my asking,

I'll have to order you.

- Nathan?

- Pol, he's a United States Marshal.

- He's a criminal.

- Begging your pardon, ma'am.

- This is my house.

And I want you all out of here.

- I can respect that, ma'am, but I have no choice.

It's too late to move her now.

You're just gonna have to pitch in and help.

And I'll see that you're paid for it.

- Pol, get these men something to eat.

- All right.

- Go help your ma.

- Marshal, much as I want to, we got to stop to eat?

- We're staying here till we find out how she makes out.

- You're joking.

[ Scoffs ] No, I guess you ain't.

Look. I done told you, them boys is --

- Thompson!

- [ Scoffs ]

- I hope you'll excuse my wife, Marshal.

It's kind of hard to explain what she's been through,

what all of us have been through.

See, uh, she don't like this land,

Indians less.

See, I done uprooted Polly when I brought her out here.

Them pigs is all I know.

But that sure don't make it no pillow for a woman.

By the way, I'm --

I'm Nathan Cade.

- Mr. Cade.

Here. Drink.

[ Speaks Indian language ]

- [ Speaks native language ]

- First time I ever seen a grateful Indian.

- [ Speaking Indian language ]

- [ Speaks native language ]

- Well, now, don't she rattle on.

- What'd she say?

- She said, uh, "The One Moon"...

Don't they name them, though?

..."will pray to the great spirit for his passage."

We already got the great spirit, Redwing.

He ain't passed up nothing yet.

- [ Speaks Indian language ]

- Now, Marshal, I got something important to say,

- and you got to hear it. - Shut up, Thompson.

- But Marshal, time's running out.

Mrs. Cade, Miss Cade, you just gather 'round here.

I got a saying to say, and I'm gonna say it right here and now,

and you can just all get big-eared to it.

Now, here it is. See,

when we robbed the Raton Stage, it's me carried the Fargo box.

I said we split up, you see?

Only I opened the box and spent it in one night in Spivey.

- And now they're after you.

- Did you know that?

- I figured it.

For a man that wanted to get caught up with,

you were in an awful big hurry.

- Well, I, uh, couldn't help but spend it in one night.

Weren't but $12.

That don't make no difference to them old boys.

See, they, uh -- they think that box held hundreds,

maybe thousands.

And they'll come on just sure as sunlight.

So that's about the size and smell of it, folks.

So here we are, Marshal,

necks feeling longer and all on account of $12

and one stinking Injun.

What do you say we saddle and ride, huh, great spirit?

- Now, hold on here just a minute.

You mean to say that there's outlaws coming here?

- There sure enough are.

Where the Comanches quit thinking of things,

they start in.

- Well, Marshal?

- All right, folks.

It's up to you. Nothing's changed.

That woman in there is gonna give birth anytime now,

and I'm not about to ride out of here

unless I know she's gonna be well taken care of.

- I don't care about her.

- You wouldn't help her?

- I won't touch her.

- Can't say I blame her.

Pure soul of sweet charity.

- And God-fearing and not a heathen.

- Amen.

- I, uh, didn't exactly say I favored it myself,

Marshal, seeing as how what we been through and all.

Understand?

- Thompson, put the horses away.

- [ Sighs ]

- Whoa.

Yeah, get some of this Indian smell off you, horse.

Attaboy. Easy.

That's it. Good.

Come on over here.

I swear, if I live to be 300 years old...

- Thompson, I'm gonna tell you something.

Your life's at stake as much as mine is in this thing,

so you better cooperate.

- Never volunteered. It's old family doing.

Thompsons was the only family out of Tennessee

never volunteered for nothing but eating...and drinking.

- Well, you're gonna be volunteering for this,

so get used to the idea.

- You know something?

You're just putting us right in the ground.

- You know that, don't you? - Nope.

- You got a plan?

- Nope. - [ Scoffs ]

You know, I ain't never been to Dodge City.

That must be quite a place.

That round redskin in there,

I suppose you're gonna deliver that young'un.

- I'm gonna try.

- Golly, I never done seen a man like you!

You know about delivering babies?

- I've seen Doc Adams deliver a few.

He's the best there is in these parts.

- Yeah, but you still don't know nothing about it, do you?

Do you?

- Let's go inside.

- Dodge City, doctoring marshals.

They've got the streets paved with gold.

If I live to be 300 years old...

- Slick, this is the place.

Them tracks head straight toward that ranch house.

- That's fine, just fine.

We'll wait till that moon gets high and full,

and then we're gonna go calling.

[ Whistle blows ]

- Hood!

- [ Speaks native language ]

Pret-ty.

Pret-ty.

Oh!

Oh!

Oh!

- Go get some hot water quickly, as much hot water as you can,

a big kettle, and some clean towels. Now, go on.

Thompson, wake up!

Get in here where I can keep an eye on you.

- I think she's starting. - No, you go ahead, Marshal.

I hate kids.

- Get up, Thompson. - All right.

- All right, O Great Spirit. - Over here. Right there.

- "Get up. Sit down."

- Now, we know that Waco

and his newfound friend are in that farmhouse.

Now's the time.

We going down there one by one.

Fuller?

I want you to ease down to that barn Injun-like.

Stay put.

And if nothing happens, Hood'll follow,

then Gamble and me.

Operating from that barn,

we -- we gonna have both of them right under our thumb.

Go.

- There's coffee.

- It'll be over soon, Polly.

It'll be over soon.

I've been out getting wood. No one out there.

No sign of anyone. I figure they just quit.

- You worried about them or an Indian being born in your house?

- I'm worried about both.

Marshal?

What I want to say is, 10 years ago,

the Comanches came here.

My wife and I were in town.

Ann, she was down in the root cellar,

but she could see.

They killed her two brothers slow with torches.

And she hasn't spoken one word since that day.

- Oh!

- Well, I'm sorry about that, Mr. Cade.

But I'm afraid it doesn't make any difference.

Now, this girl's gonna have a baby any minute.

And your wife or those outlaws or nobody else can stop that.

There's no two ways to the middle.

- Hood! Hood!

- Don't cause some jangle,

or you're just gonna get me killed one of these days!

- Oh!

- I don't expect you to understand.

Birthing boys is a mother's dream.

It's -- it's a...

Well, it's a little like holding a sunrise up close to you.

And I had two of them,

two straw-haired boys.

They were freckle-faced, and they were laughing.

Oh, how they would pound the air with laughing.

And...

I don't -- I don't expect you to understand.

We went to the trading post for gingham.

And I left Annie with the boys. She was old enough,

and there hadn't been an Indian sighting around here in 3 years.

3 years.

If -- if I had been...

[ Voice breaking ] Well, there wasn't much that I could have done,

but I wouldn't be half dead now.

I don't expect you to understand.

But then, I --

I don't expect you to know much about midwifing.

So I'm gonna help.

- Mrs. Cade, I --

- Never mind.

I'm gonna help her.

- [ Laughs ]

- Turn off those lights!

- Mr. Cade!

Get the women down in the cellar!

- Waco!

You better come out of there before you get burned up!

- Oh! - Waco!

- Any luck I got a stroke of smells sweet.

- Waco?

- Cover the door. - Not gonna come in.

- Well, you coming out?

- Nope!

- I got her, Marshal.

- Where's that money?

- Weren't but $12.

Hey, Slick?

Spent it on old Lillie!

[ Chuckles ] And a bottle.

- $12?

- $12?

$12?!

He's lying. You're lying!

You wait. You give me my money!

- Hood!

Hood!

- Gamble?

They got a cellar.

You go in there and surprise them.

- Yeah. - Fuller,

you and me are going in together.

- Yeah. Yeah, right on through that front door.

- That's one down, three to go.

[ Gunshots ]

[ Door creaks ]

- Oh!

- Waco?

- Slick, you never could shoot straight.

- Polly!

- It's all right. We're all right.

- Think we done pretty good, didn't we, Marshal?

- $12.

[ Baby crying ]

- Pret-ty.

- Well, the Lord moves in strange and wondrous ways.

They're in there talking.

One of them's talking Injun, and --

and Annie's talking.

- Sure, Pol.

I know.

- All I can say is that that Injun girl and her baby

can stay here just --

just as long as Nathan says so.

- Sure thank you, Marshal.

$12 don't seem like very much looked at one way of it.

A whole lot, another.

Stop in and see us, Marshal.

- Sure will.

Ma'am.

Let's go, Thompson.

- You know, I done helped you back there,

-Marshal, that shooting and all. -Yeah.

- If not for my lead, it'd have been kind of touchy.

- Yep. - Kind of like a good right arm,

- wasn't I? - Yeah.

- Why don't you let some of that facts on that

there warrant just filter out so we's could, uh, you know --

- Nope.

- I swear, if I live to be 300 -- I knowed it.

I knowed it!

[ Laughs ]

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