All language subtitles for Gunsmoke.S14E21.The.Long.Night.720p.AMZN.WEB-DL.DDP2.0.H.264-DarkSaber_iris2_track3_[und]

♪

-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?

♪

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