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-Starring James Arness as Matt Dillon.

♪

-Rita.

Rita. -Rick.

-Turn down that lamp, will ya?

I seen it from a mile away.

Ugh, oh!

-What happened?

What took you so long?

-My horse, she rolled over on me.

My leg, will ya?

I don't know if it's broke or not.

-Did they follow you? -No, I lost 'em.

-If we leave soon, we can be out of Kansas by daylight.

-I can't be riding hard, Rita, least ways not for a while.

[ Door bangs ]

-I've been waiting over an hour for ya.

Done real good losin' Guerin and them others.

Puts me in line for that reward all by my ownself.

-Leave him alone.

-I figured followin' that piece of calico there would be the way

to find you.

You'd never clear the host.

-You don't want me dead.

-No, sir, I don't.

Girl, you hand me that gun.

Come on, nice and easy.

No, sir. No, sir.

I don't want you dead.

That reward Mr. Wade's offerin' is for you alive.

But I figured he wouldn't mind if youse carved on a little bit.

-Take me back, he'll hang me.

-That's what I hear.

But I also hear he took you in and gave you a job.

And you went and killed his boy over something as raunchy as Ri.

-Billy Wade had no right doing me like he was.

-Well, girl, you ain't been spoke to till you are.

You keep shut.

-He was no good.

-Ugh!

-Let's go.

-There's no gettin' away from him.

-Ben!

-You ride to Dodge and get Marshal Dillon.

-Marshal Dillon? -Yeah.

Facing that robbery charge is better than bein'

took by Mr. Wade's hired guns.

Now go on and ride.

Go on, Rita!

♪

♪

-Ah.

[ Coughing ]

[ Wood clattering ]

[ Wood clattering ]

[ Coughing ]

[ Humming ]

Bbbbbbb! Ah!

Ah, ah, ah, ah.

Oh, you're awake, are ye?

-Yeah.

-Still early. The sun just barely up.

-Is that a fact?

-It's the best time o' day, little Matthew, ya know?

A feller's kinda got things to hisself.

-That's so?

-I didn't even hear you come in last night.

-Huh. Well, I was tryin' not to wake ya, but...

-And what time was it when ya got back from Cottonwood Falls?

-Oh, it was only around 3:00.

-3:00?

Fiddle, your head ain't even hardly hit your pillar, has it?

-That's right, yeah.

-And you gotta ride clean over to Cimarron today

to be a witness on that killin' trial?

-Yeah, that's right.

The attorney general asked me to be there.

There's not much else I can do.

-Well, Matthew, why don't you stretch out

and catch yourself a wink or two more sleep?

It'll do ya good with that long ride you're facin' and all that.

[ Humming ]

-Mr. Dillon.

-Ma'am, you hadn't...

-Where is the marshal? -He's right there behind you.

-What can I do for ya, ma'am?

-You want a man named Ben Miller on a robbery charge?

-Well, that's right. -Ben wants you to come

and bring him in.

-Why doesn't he come in himself?

-Because he's hurt, and they're after him.

-Who's after him?

-Henry Wade and half of Trego County.

He got into an argument with Mr. Wade's son

and killed him.

It was a fair fight, but now they call it murder.

-Where is Ben? -About 2-hour ride from Dodge.

Oh, please, Marshal, please come before they find him.

♪

-He done killed Broker and knocked out that window.

Rawlins, look around in the back.

♪

-Nothing back there!

-Well, he's got to gone this way.

Come on. Let's check out here.

Come on.

There he goes! There!

Come on!

You run us a good chase, boy.

-I gotta hand it to ya, givin' it to Broker the way ya did.

-Yeah, with his own toad-sticker, too.

-Turn me loose. -Oh, no.

We wanna to thank ya.

Why, Broker probably have kept that bounty money

all to himself.

♪

-Hold it.

Drop the guns.

-Who the devil are you?

-United States Marshal.

-Dillon.

-Guerin, I thought they gave you 10 years.

-I got time off for good behavior, boy.

-All right. Let him go.

-That bounty money's ours.

This man's wanted for murder.

-That's by Henry Wade's authority.

It doesn't carry any weight in my jurisdiction.

Now, let him go!

-Mr. Wade wants to hang me, Marshal.

-You've been tried and found guilty, boy.

-In Henry Wade's court. That means nothing here.

-You railroaded me into jail, and now you gonna

take that bounty money. That's mine.

-I'll want you boys to ride outta here.

I see ya back here again, I'll lock ya up.

-Dillon, someday I -- -Get movin'.

♪

Get the guns.

-That was a nice piece of change we just threw away.

-I didn't throw nothing away.

-The only time Mr. Wade's gonna pay us is when he's got Ben

in his hands alive.

-Rawlins, I want you to ride to Trego County.

-What? -And I want you tell old man

Wade to get hisself into Dodge by tomorrow morning

'cause I'm gonna have Ben Miller in there waitin' for him.

-You're takin' Miller from the marshal in Dodge?

How?

-And I also want you to tell Mr. Wade

to stuff his saddlebags with about $10,000 cash.

-$10,000?

That's twice what he was offerin'.

-He'll pay it, don't worry. -Now, look, Guerin.

If I take Mr. Wade into Dodge

and we don't deliver, they're gonna cut me in little pieces.

-Boy, didn't I tell you just now not to worry about it?

The only thing's that gonna get

cut up into little pieces is that $10,000.

Now, you go on.

Come on.

♪

-Ben, I'll be sendin' ya on to Hays in the morning with Festus.

-All right, Marshal.

-How long will they keep him in prison, Marshal?

-I'm afraid I don't know, miss. -Ben?

-Ah, don't fret none, Rita.

Anything's better than what Henry Wade had in mind.

-Festus.

-I am sorry, Ben.

All this is on account of me.

-Ah, it don't make no difference.

That Billy Wade and I woulda tangled one day.

Just glad it was over something that counted.

Take care of yourself, hear?

-That sounds like goodbye.

-Well, it is.

-I am going to Hays with you.

-What for? -I am going to wait for you.

-Now, you listen to me.

-Not if you're going to tell me to go away.

-I'm gonna tell you this, Rita.

Now that Mr. Wade can't get at me, he's bound to try for you.

He'll square things for Billy's dying one way or another.

Now, you've gotta get outta here

and put as many miles between you and him as ya can.

-I have been running from one thing or another

as long as I can remember.

Now, I've got reason not to run.

That has never happened to me before.

♪

-Evening, Miss Kitty.

-Louie. -Hello, Louie.

-Sam.

I was hopin' for a little nightcap for turnin' in.

-Well, you do look a little under the weather.

-There's been a time or two I felt better.

It's gonna be a long night.

-Pour one for me, too, Sam.

I'll finish this in the morning.

-Coming right up, Miss Kitty.

-I'm awful obliged, Miss Kitty.

There's a fearsome chill in the air tonight,

like, to go right through a man.

-Be an early winter, most likely.

-Yes'm, I was figurin' the same thing.

Oh, can I carry that for you, Miss Kitty?

-Oh, there's no need for that, Louie.

-It'd be my pleasure.

-Thank you. Lock up, will you, Sam?

-Yes, ma'am.

I'm sorry, gents. We're closed for the night.

Now, just a minute.

-A nightcap always sends a man to sleep with a warm stomach.

-Sam.

-He's taking himself a nap, Red.

-Well, you're not gonna get very much.

Business hasn't been too good.

-All clear up here, Guerin.

Ain't a sign of anybody.

-What's this all about?

-Get goin'.

-Sam?

-I'll be all right, Miss Kitty.

-You're makin' a mighty big mistake.

-You figure so, huh?

-Let me go.

-Redhead's ways -- I always did like 'em.

-You're botherin' me.

-Then ease off.

-You will leave her be!

-Don't be a hero, swizzleguts.

-Leave her.

-Don't be a hero.

-[ Laughs ]

-Leave her alone.

-For now.

-What do you want here?

-What do we want here?

We want a place to sit down and wait.

-Yeah, we've been doin' a heap of ridin'.

We're tired.

We know you won't mind if we,

uh, help ourselves to your hospitality.

-Well, you're gonna mind when Matt Dillon hears about this.

-Matt Dillon's gonna hear about it, honey.

Matter o' fact, I got a mind to tell Matt Dillon

about it myself.

-Yeah, you don't figure we're the kinda men

that keep secrets from the law, do you?

Oh, me, oh, my, no, we ain't.

Red?

-No, thanks.

-How 'bout your friend?

Have a drink? -Well...

-Ah, lemme, uh -- Lemme draw ya just a touch.

Ya know, I can't buy drinkin' alone.

And I can tell from lookin',

you'd keep a man company till the last bottle was drained,

wouldn't ya?

Now, look at that.

That glass is dirty.

There, that's better, ain't it?

Here ya go.

[ Glass shatters ]

♪

-It's not all that bad, the cut the lady's got, Doc,

but the bartender thought you oughta take a look at it.

-Mm-hmm. -She said for you

not to fret none. -She would.

-Ya know, with just the two of them there, it was a lucky thing

I came along when I did so that Sam fella could stay with her.

-Let's go.

-Mister.

Mister.

I'd be truly grateful if you'd let me have a drink.

-Is that so?

-Just enough to shave the edge.

-Do you think you could hold a glass?

-Oh, I wanted one.

-Stop shaking. Stop it!

My old man was a swizzleguts. -Please.

-There was nothing he wouldn't do for a little scamper juice.

And he ended up selling himself, just as cheap as dog's meat.

-Mister, I gotta have one. I need it.

-Well, then, what's your price?

-Get him a drink.

-You tend to your nursing, Red.

-Now, you look here.

-Shut your mouth, and get your hand off me.

I'll put you to sleep in a second.

-Kitty?

-I lied, Doc. I apologize.

-What's goin' on here?

-Well, Doctor, you might say it's a meeting of the friends

of Marshal Dillon.

I wanna to make sure I've got his attention

when I talk to him.

-I'm afraid you're in for a disappointment.

He's not in town. -He what?

-I said, "Matt Dillon's not in town."

-Well, did he take Ben Miller to Hays City with him?

-That's exactly where he went.

-I guess that fixes that.

-Whatever you got in mind's gonna have to wait, I guess.

-Now, you wouldn't be playing foxy grandpa with me, would ya?

-I just said you'd have to wait.

-All right. Come on.

-You're not gonna take him.

-Get up.

-What are you doing?

-Don't worry about it, honey.

Keep an eye on 'em.

-Ya know, that's a nickel you owe me, Festus.

Pay up. -Just hold yer taters now.

I ain't had the chance to study this.

-Well, any move you make, I clean the board.

-[ Mockingly ] "Any move you make."

You know, Burke, you got a way

of just gettin' in my craw something fierce.

You --

Evenin', Sam.

Is there somethin' I can do for ya?

-Festus! -Golly bill,

look what I went and did.

Ain't that a shame?

Ya lookin' for somebody, mister?

-Yeah, I'm looking for somebody.

-Festus.

He's one of them that's fixin' to hang me.

-Festus, I couldn't do nothin'.

-What is this? -Where's the marshal?

-I'm the onliest law you're dealin' with in this town.

-It appears that ol' sawbones in the saloon

was only half lyin'.

-Doc?

-That feisty ol' jack over there.

I gotta couple of my men over there keepin' an eye on him.

Why don't ya tell 'em about it, barkeep?

-They got Doc and Louie and Miss Kitty.

-What?

-Don't get all riled up about it now.

-Mister, you've done did the rilin'.

-You better tell me where the marshal is

or I'm liable to do a lot more than that.

-He's in Cimarron. -Burke, hush.

-Oh, he's in Cimarron?

When will he be back?

-You looky here.

[ Gun cocks ]

-I said, "When?"

-First thing in the morning.

-First thing in the morning.

[ Chuckles ]

I got an ol' friend comin' in from Trego County

first thing in the morning with a few of his riders.

And we gonna do us a little business here in town,

and then we gonna go away, leave y'all alone.

-You looky here.

I know about that friend of yours from Trego County,

that feller, Wade.

Him and his riders and you have chomped off

a whole lot more than you're gonna be able to chew.

-Well, we just gonna see about that, aren't we, huh?

In the meantime, if I was you,

I'd stay clear of that saloon over yonder, unless you'd like

to see your friends get roughed up a little bit,

and I mean the doc and that redheaded woman.

-You holdin' Doc and Miss Kitty.

You got a reason for that?

-I got a reason.

-If you're here on account of him,

why ain't ya tellin' me to turn him loose?

-Because he'll sit just as good right there in that cell

as he will over in the saloon.

Now, barkeep, you and I are gonna leave.

And you ain't gonna move till I tell ya to.

Now.

♪

See you later.

-He sure is powerful anxious, ain't he,

not only a-figurin' that Matthew would be here,

but a-wantin' him to be here.

-But why?

-Burke,

if you was to take a prisoner away from Matthew Dillon

and then you was to go to work and sell that prisoner

to somebody that was a-fixin' to kill him,

how far do you think you'd get with Matthew alive

and a-kickin'?

-You mean he wants to kill Mr. Dillon?

-It's the onliest reason

I can think of for the way he's acting.

-Well, it's been tried before, hadn't it?

Marshal's still around.

-Yeah.

How many times has it been tried with a gun

pointed at Miss Kitty's head?

♪

-Festus, you're right.

The town's been cut off. -Yeah.

They busted the telegraph batteries.

-What are we going to do about it?

-Look. Look.

I say we should ride towards Cimarron, stop the marshal,

tell him he's wanted in Jetmore, Spearville, anything,

so he won't come here. -That ain't gonna work, Burke.

-Well, you can't let him ride into an ambush.

That's just what this is! -Listen to me!

Will you listen to me?

Now, Matthew's a United States Marshal,

and he's got to know.

Besides, if anything was to happen to Miss Kitty

or old Doc and he thought we tried to trick him, why --

-I wouldn't want to be a part of that.

-Well, I wouldn't, either. Besides that,

he's the onliest one that knows what we oughta do about this.

-Well, we got to do something.

-Well, we can warn him.

And, Newly, you hit that Cimarron Trail.

And I don't care if you wear out a horse or two.

You let Matthew know what's happening here.

-Yes, sir. I'll -- I'll have him back here by sunup.

-Go to it, boy. -Festus,

we can't just sit here.

-Onliest thing we can't do, Burke,

is to make trouble for Doc and Miss Kitty right now.

That's what we can't do.

-What are ya gonna do?

-Now, I ain't got me the foggiest idea.

-Ah.

-It's all gonna be over come mornin'.

-Let me tell ya somethin', mister --

Matt Dillon makes one awful bad enemy.

-Doctor, let me tell you somethin'.

Matt Dillon sent me to prison for 10 years.

And this morning, he jerked $10,000 outta my hand.

Now, when I get through with your Marshal Dillon,

he ain't gonna make a bad enemy to nobody.

-Please.

Please!

You don't understand!

I'm gonna come apart right down the middle of my soul.

I'm gonna come apart. -Louie, Louie, Louie, Louie,

hold on.

Why don't ya give him a drink?

Why do ya want to tort--

-Red, you had better remind this man

that I don't need him alive to get what I'm after.

-Doc.

-Now, you get over there and sit down now.

Mace, you get over there and keep an eye on him.

Let it go.

Let it go!

Rummy-eyed sot.

Now...

I'd like to know just how bad you'd really like that drink.

-It ain't hardly wantin', mister.

It's needin'.

-Well, what about it?

-Just a little,

just need enough

so I could -- could...

-I asked you a question.

-What do you want from me?

-I wanna know how bad you want that snake medicine.

My old man had to crawl on his knees to the devil and back

to get hisself a drink.

-I'm beggin' ya.

-Oh?

You're beggin' me?

All right.

I'll tell ya what I'll do.

See that corner over there?

Now, you get down on your knees

and you crawl all the way across to that corner

and touch the wall and then crawl all the way back.

And then Mr. Guerin will let you have that drink.

-What? -You heard me.

-Mister, don't make me do that.

-If you want the drink bad enough, you'll crawl.

-Please.

-Crawl.

-Leave him be.

-You speakin' up for this rumpot, are ya, Red?

-Leave him be.

-I said to crawl.

-I can't stand it!

-No.

-Doctor, you had better hope that this man does crawl.

[ Gun cocks ]

Go ahead.

♪

♪

♪

♪

♪

-My Aunt Toya used to say,

"There ain't no one part

of a wheel that stays on the top

all the time." -What?

-He spies not till the buggy comes to a stop, I think.

-Festus, what are you talkin' about?

-Huh? Oh, Burke.

I want ya go down yonder to Dodge House

and get that girl, Rita, Ben's woman.

-Yeah, but what for?

-Well, it's gonna be daylight here 'fore too long,

and if Matthew ain't back by then, why -- Well, never mind.

Just go get her and bring her on back here.

-All right.

-Yes.

I know what Mr. Wade looks like.

Why?

-Well, I want you and Burke here

to go out the north end of town and watch for him.

When you see him comin', let me know.

-There will be no trouble in recognizing him.

He'll be coming with every one of his ranch hands.

-Are you figurin' on talkin' to him?

-Well, I'm gonna try to.

When he figures out what it's liable to cost him

to stir up a ruckus here in Dodge, why --

-It will do no good.

He'd burn burned down this town and everybody in it

if he thought he'd be gettin' the one who killed Billy.

Believe me.

I know him.

-Well, I want you two to get on out yonder anyhow.

It's the onliest thing I can think of to do.

Go on. Get started, Burke.

-Hurry up with that coffee, Red.

-Hey, Red.

-Oh, get outta my way.

-No, let's go talk somewhere. What do ya say?

-Leave her alone. -What's it to you?

-I said to leave her alone! -Let go!

-We won't be needin' him before long anyway.

Now, give me the coffee, and go over there and sit down.

Let her go by.

-[ Laughs ]

-What are you laughin' at?

-I thought you was a ladies man.

-Yeah, like she was some high tony schoon, man.

-Oh, don't yip at me.

-You settle with Dillon.

And her and me, we're gonna even things right out.

-After I settle with Marshal Dillon,

I don't care what happens to her.

-You're gonna have quite a name, Guerin --

the man who stopped Matt Dillon.

Now, that's something.

-Ah, we'll celebrate down in Mexico when we get our $10,000.

-It's gonna be daylight pretty soon.

-Well, that means it's time to go get Ben Miller.

♪

♪

-Come on. Open it up.

-Don't. They're gonna hang me.

-Ain't nothin' I can do about it, Ben.

-I said to open it up.

-Now, get over by the door.

You too.

-You listen to me, you knothead.

Alaska, Mexico,

China, I'm gonna get ahold of you one of these days.

-Keep on talkin', boy.

If I'm not back there in one minute,

your friends are gonna die.

Now, open the door.

Diggs. Mace.

All right, everybody.

Get up, and walk over to that table back there.

Come on. Come on.

Not you, swizzleguts. You come with me.

-Nothing yet.

-He will not be able to stop them from killing Ben.

-What?

-The deputy.

What can he do?

-I don't know.

-The safety of four people, his friends,

against the life of one man

that is going to die for trying to help me...

-Well, I guess all we can do

is hope Newly gets back with Marshal Dillon in time.

[ Hoofbeats ]

-It's him.

It's Mr. Wade.

-Wade's right down Bridge Street right now.

He's brought in a dozen men with him.

-Much obliged, Burke. You go on home now

and stay out of sight. You hear me?

Hold up.

You Henry Wade?

-I am.

-Name's Festus Haggen.

Right now, I'm the law in Dodge City.

-Where's Dillon?

-He ain't here. -All right.

Out of my way. -Whoa, back.

I wanna talk to you.

-I got nothin' to say to you.

-All right, then, I'll do the talking.

You listen.

That prisoner you came here to buy, he's a federal prisoner.

And he was took from me by force.

Now, you start to ride out of this town with him,

and the United States government's gonna

get on you like ugly on an ape.

I guarantee you they will.

-You let me tell you something.

I'm not taking a federal prisoner.

I'm taking a murderer

that's been tracked down by a bounty hunter.

Ben Miller killed my son.

He's been tried and found guilty, and he's gonna hang.

-Mr. Wade!

I got your man in here!

-Rawlins, lock up that deputy in the jail over there!

-Let's go.

-You bring the money? -I got it.

-Let's go inside.

Take him over there with the others.

Go on. Get down.

-All right, Miller. Let's go.

-Mr. Wade, just one more thing.

I got one more piece of business here.

And a man who's paid as much money for revenge

as you have ought not to mind it.

-Well?

-Got a little business left here in town.

I want to kill me a marshal.

Then my friends and me here,

we're gonna ride out of town with you and your men.

-You're gonna what?

-We're gonna ride out of town with you and your men.

It don't ought bother you too much.

-I didn't have any part of taking a federal prisoner

out of jail.

I sure am not gonna have any part

of killing a federal marshal.

-Uh, Mr. Wade.

-Haskins, Hoppe, Keever!

You got yourself into this town, Guerin.

You get yourself out.

Let's go, Miller.

Let's go.

-No.

No!

-Mr. Wade.

-You gotta hear it, Guerin?

All right. I'll tell you again.

-If I just saw what you knuckleheads...

-Shut up.

-Oh, hush up yourself.

I'll tear you up like a falcon.

-Hold it right there.

Just give me a reason, mister.

-Matthew?

-Get the keys. Now, get in there.

-I sure made a mess out of things, Matthew.

-That's all right, Festus.

We'll set it right. All right.

You go in the side of the long branch.

You take the front end. I'll go in the back.

-Just save that Guerin for me.

-You gotta understand about Billy and me --

-Get out.

-Mister.

Mr. Wade.

Now, look, that was a fair fight with Billy and me.

He was interfering with Rita, Mr. -- Ow.

-Rita. -Wade.

-Boss.

Mr. Wade.

-He's dead.

-No, he ain't. He's still breathin'.

-There's a doctor in there.

-Get him inside, boys.

Get her in, too.

Get your hands off of her!

Now, wait. You tryin' to tell me...

-Get out of the way. -...tell my boys

to stay outside.

-Where's the doctor?

-How bad is it, Doc?

-Well, how in thunder can I tell yet?

-You see to it that your men stay here until I leave

and I'll give you $500.

-Mr. Wade said no.

It's no.

-Mr. Wade is in no position to say anything right now.

-Long as he's alive, he's the boss.

-Hand me my bag.

I'll need a basin and a bottle of whiskey.

-Guerin, let's get out of here.

-Just keep them people away from the rest of these cowboys.

-Now, what good's that gonna do?

And what do you think

these yay-hoos are gonna do when we gun down the marshal?

-I'm the one that wants Marshal Dillon. Me.

And if Wade dies,

we'll get rid of these cowboys in a big hurry, don't worry.

-And what if Doc pulls him through?

-Well, I would say, right now, that that's a mighty big if.

-He don't look so good.

-Just shut up, and get out of here.

-Hey, Mace. -You see that boy down there?

-Which one? -The one

who just turned his head away like we didn't see him.

-Yeah.

-Go get him and bring him here.

-Huh.

Hey, kid.

-Sure has been a lot of excitement 'round here tonight,

hasn't it? -Yeah, yeah.

Fellow there wants to talk to you.

-Listen, Guerin.

Let's take that money and clear out of here.

-No.

♪

Sit down.

-I ain't takin' no more orders from you.

-I told you to shut up and sit down.

-Guerin.

Hold it.

-Just simmer down. -I'll take the gun.

-What are you doin'?

Take care of him.

-He's been dead since you brought him in here.

-Doc, you all right?

-All you men working for Wade, get these bodies out of here.

And when you're through, ride out of Dodge,

and keep on riding.

Newly, get him over and lock him up.

-Yes, sir.

-Festus, take Ben to jail, will ya?

-What about the girl, Matthew?

-Well, she'll have to stand trial.

I tell you, take her over to Ma Smalley's.

-It's all right, Rita. It's all over now.

-Ben, Rita.

Let's go.

How are ya?

-Well, I didn't think you were ever gonna get here.

-Say, um, this saloon been open all night?

-Yeah, of course it has.

-Well, you know, there's an ordinance against that.

-Well, yeah, I know there is.

But you see, um,

I have a real big influence with the marshal in this town.

-Is that a fact?

-That's a fact, cowboy.

Why don't you come on over to the bar

and have a drink and I'll, uh --

I'll show you how it works?

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