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[theme music]

NARRATOR: "Gunsmoke" with Milburn Stone as Doc,

Amanda Blake as Kitty, Ken Curtis as Festus,

Buck Taylor as Newly, and starring

James Arness as Matt Dillon.

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That's three bits, four bits, six bits, and 15 to 90 cents.

And I sure do thank you, Festus.

Much obliged to you, Hank.

I just wished you'd get you a new panel for that blame

scoot shovel of yours.

Why that there'n would rub blisters on a rawhide boot.

[chuckles]

[humming]

You looking for somebody?

Do you need the doctor?

Now, where you been at?

[LAUGHING] Never mind where I been at.

This just happens to be one of the rare occasions I've caught

you with some money on you.

And if you think that you're gonna get away without buying

me a beer, you're all wet.

What?

Doc, how can you stand there bald-faced

and say a thing like that.

I ain't got no--

You're not gonna talk me out of this, either.

Now, don't just-- don't try that, unless, of course,

you can open that grubby fist of yours

and show me that you've got no money in there.

In that case, I'll apologize.

Go on and open it.

Uh-huh.

You can't do it.

Come on.

Now!

Oh, you blamed, old moochin'--

Come on here.

You're not gonna get out of this, I can tell you that.

[chuckles] Kitty.

Kitty, I want you to come on over here.

You're not gonna believe this.

Now, Festus, go on.

Sit down there and get yourself comfortable.

[ringing]

[slam]

Well, just sit down.

Sam, I want you to bring over a couple of beers here.

And, uh, bring the bill to Mr. Haggen.

On my way, Doc.

[MOCKING] Bring Mr. Haggen the bill.

What's the matter, Festus?

I'll tell you what's the matter.

I caught him.

I caught old parsimonious here with some money. [LAUGHING]

And he's mad about it.

I ain't no parson, and church ain't got

nothing to do with this here.

This sneakety old quack snuck up behind me and glommed onto me.

That's what he done.

Did you do that, Doc?

Well, of course.

I caught him with some money.

And I just naturally thought that he'd like

to treat his friends, you see.

And I never expected him to make such a fuss about it.

Well, now, it ain't that at all, Miss Kitty.

I'd be proud-- Sam, bring Miss Kitty a beer here.

And have one your own self.

Thank you, Festus.

I don't believe that.

I don't believe that at all.

You know, that is the first time he has ever bought

a round of drinks in this place since he rode

into town here on his mule.

Now, you can leave Ruth out of this.

It's just been that I've been a tad short on cash temporarily,

like they say.

[chuckles]

See, what happened, Miss Kitty-- I

got me a extra job working for old Hank

down yonder at the livery.

And what I was fixing to do, see,

was to take this here money and to pay

off a certain old particular medicine man that I know.

But it's a heap more fun treating folks to beers

here in the Long Branch.

Can't beat him, Doc.

'Course not.

How can you beat a deadbeat?

[laughter]

[laughter]

Excuse me, sir.

The stage is 20 minutes late.

I wondered if maybe--

Look, miss, why don't you relax.

The stage could have broke an axle.

Anything could have happened.

But I'm sure it'll be along.

Now, just take it easy, huh?

[music playing]

See, this here feller was just like you, Doc.

He could read writing, but he never could get it

through his thick head what the feller meant that wrote

the writing when he read the writing that the feller wrote,

don't you see?

Oh, Sam, bring Miss Kitty and my friend, Doc, here another beer,

would you?

No.

No, thanks.

No, thank you very much.

Mr. Haggen, I believe that it would be grossly unfair of me

to take advantage of your newly-acquired opulence.

Thank you, thank you.

And excuse me.

Thank you.

He got right pleasant there, didn't he?

Now, golly Bill, Miss Kitty.

I just forgot I'm supposed to pick up

some papers on a stagecoach that Matthew will be wanting

to eyeball when he gets back.

I'll see you directly.

[music playing]

[ominous music]

That's him.

That's him.

'Been a lot of years.

You're in the way, sir.

You best move.

Here, now, what are you fellers up to?

Deputy, I have no quarrel with these men.

We reckon you have.

Sure, now.

A whole lot of quarrel.

'Been a long time coming.

But that makes it more sweet.

You.

Shy clear, hog meat.

Mister, you got a mighty sorry mouth.

Purt' nigh as big as you are tall.

Festus, that fellow over there with the big mouth

is Deak Towler, the gunslinger.

I have no quarrel, Deputy.

I'm willing to put myself under the protection of the law.

The law?

Now, that's some lullaby, the law.

Any one of you reaches for your pistol,

and you'll find out more about it than you want to know.

Nothing to say.

[gunfire]

[screaming]

[music playing]

[laughter]

[dog barking]

[laughter]

[playing piano]

[laughter]

You can sit down on me if this don't take all the marbles.

Three of them cap bangers gunned down

in one town in one go-around.

And by cheek, Peter, if you just extol

God, if that don't make you top dog,

you can kiss me and not pay me.

[laughter]

Now-- listen here to what it says.

It says "The quiet man had gunned down the three

scoundrels in self-defense, rode off with his wife,

and was never heard from again."

Now, ain't that sweet as peaches?

Read that first part again.

"They forced him to draw against his will.

But divine justice prevailing, he beat

the bullies at their own game."

What's prevailing?

Winning, taking over.

Divine justice.

That's like he never even killed him his self.

Let me tell you something, boy.

There's only four men that ever lived

'could take them three down together.

Who else?

Well-- well, it wasn't Dillon, was it?

And McAllister's in Wyoming killing for the XIT.

And Jobson--

He's in jail.

Well, what I'm saying is whoever it was, whoever it was,

he was the best.

I'm the best.

Now, you know ain't nobody's better than me.

I know that.

I know that.

But it wasn't you that gunned down these three, was it?

In fact, the day that this happened, you were so drunk,

you couldn't hit the ground with your hat.

[laughter]

Hey, little heifer, bring us another bottle

of this bug juice.

Now, I ain't no Gypsy.

And it's just a guess, you understand.

But the best that ever was in the old days

run me out of Abilene, killed my younger brother into doing it.

Then he just-- then he just plum disappeared,

went down to Guatemala and just never come back, you see?

And I'm gonna tell you something, boy.

There's strange things happening in the world

of sulfur and saltpeter.

Now, how-- how'd it be-- how'd it be if me and you rode

into Dodge and you called this wind-miller out

and you "blowed" him down?

Well, I mean, he is in your way, ain't he?

If you killed him, you'd really be top dog.

But just-- just suppose-- suppose that he

is the fella I'm talking about.

How'd it be-- how'd it be for you to be the man

that killed The Widowmaker?

[laughter]

[ominous music]

I'll tell you, Matthew, you haven't

ever saw nothing like it Well, Doc there can tell you.

He seen the whole thing from his staircase.

I never even "knowed" that this feller had the pistol on him

till I seen them fellers laid out there

flatter than a wet tow sack.

Fastest thing I ever saw, Matt.

What caused the fight?

Well, that's what I been trying to tell you, Matthew.

There didn't seem to be no reason to it at all.

How'd the fight start?

Well, I was coming out of the freight office.

And I see these three fellers standing out there

in the street all spraddled out and a'badgering this

here feller.

Now, when I seen this here Deak Towler,

I figured we had us a hold for the wrong end of the rope.

But he just knocked him kicking and never even

"blunk" his eyeballs.

I'll tell you that's not all he did, either,

because those other two men were just as good as Deak ever was,

maybe better.

Buck Lennart and the Sundog Wheeler?

They're two of the worst there ever was.

Not only that, but those three weren't exactly friends.

Now, what were they doing together?

Well, that quiet feller must have been a professional.

There's not four men alive that could've

downed that bunch-- McAllister, maybe Kid Chama, maybe Jobson.

Well, Matthew, this here feller done everything

that he could to talk his self out of that scrape,

but they wouldn't listen at him.

Now, I didn't even try to hold him,

'cause it was the "champ-eenest" case of self-defense

that I have ever saw.

There was a young woman waiting for him in the Dodge House.

He rode out of town with her.

You know, Doc, years back down along the border,

there was a slinger.

A man that saw him said he was the fastest there ever was.

And he disappeared, went over into Mexico.

Sure.

Wait a minute.

Scott Coltrane.

That's the man.

Yeah, they wrote about him in books.

They called him The Widowmaker.

Well, Matthew, you reckon this could be him come back?

I don't know, Festus.

When you're talking about a man that's

as fast as this one you described,

it kind of narrows the field.

Take over, will you?

I'm gonna see if I can find this man.

[music playing]

That's who I was.

That's who I don't ever want to be again.

That's a big river, Coltrane.

You reckon I don't know that?

They just don't retire them in your profession.

I don't have a profession, Dillon, not anymore.

What would you call that in the street the other day?

Well, there's nothing to say.

'Forced my hand.

I did all I could to avoid it.

If I didn't believe that, I'd be here to take you in.

Well, what do you say about that?

Well, I'd say that every slinger in the country

has heard about what happened.

And they're going to be curious about who it was

that put those three men down.

You're saying they'll be looking.

That's it.

Let them look.

That doesn't quite cut it, Coltrane.

I've had all the face-offs I'm going to have

in the streets of Dodge.

There's gonna be no more if I can help it.

Then you're saying I ain't welcome here.

You're welcome.

Your reputation is not.

Dillon, I've been to the end of the world to lose my name.

I left this country, as you may know.

I went where there wasn't no range wars, no job gunners,

no lunatics, no whiskey braves, no milk-toothed kids

pushing slugs into folks so they could call themselves men.

I cut and run, Dillon, but not from no man,

not from no gun-- from me.

Because I come down sick, you see,

sick to my soul of killing.

No matter the world is full of fools that need it.

And you know that.

There's other ways of handling it.

For you, maybe.

But you've done your share of putting out the lights.

You can't change that.

Well, I got lost in myself up here.

And in Yucatan down there, I went so far back in that

God had never been there.

And a part of me that was ailing died in that wilderness.

And when I come out, I come out Coltrane right enough.

But I left The Widowmaker in the swamps of Gracias a Dios.

You saw that woman in the house there.

Well, she don't know guns.

She don't know my old world.

She did, God knows she might not suffer me.

But I love that woman.

I'm asking your help, Dillon.

Them gun tramps never said a thing in Dodge.

I left that town with nobody dreaming who I was.

Well, they're not going to find out from me.

I'll guarantee you that.

But I'm afraid there's other ways

of the word getting around.

I hope I'm wrong.

I found you.

So can others.

I come here clean in my heart, Dillon.

I don't want ever to put them guns on again.

I believe you.

I'll do everything I can to help you.

But there's just one thing-- if your being here

means that it brings trouble to my town,

I'll have to ask you to leave.

[music playing]

DOC: Well, was he sincere?

Oh, I'm dead sure, Doc.

What does he want?

Well, he says he just wants to live quiet, be nobody.

No, nothing unreasonable about that.

Nope.

I told him the hardest thing for him

is gonna be to live with what he's done and what he's been.

But he seems to understand that.

Well, Matt, folks will forget how

the sun looks coming up before they forget a gunslinger.

I think this man really means it, Doc.

I think he wants to change.

Sure, he's been a gunfighter, maybe

the fastest that ever was.

But you know, to my knowledge, he's

never been on a wanted poster.

I told him his biggest problem is gonna

be that every lead pusher in the country

is gonna be coming into Dodge to look him up after hearing

about that shootout.

Not an easy thought for him to live with.

I told him if that happened, I'd have to ask him to leave.

Nobody knows for sure but you.

And you-- for now, at least.

Maybe his luck will hold.

I sure hope so.

I think he deserves it.

It'd be a great world if everybody got what

they deserved, wouldn't it?

[music playing]

Hey, Kid.

That's Kid Chama.

Some say he's the fastest there is.

Dad.

Hello, Dillon.

Long time.

What brings you to Dodge?

Nothing special.

Just heard that Dodge might be a friendly place

to spend some time.

That so?

Yeah.

Folks are saying that a fella with some color

in his past-- somebody like me, say-- a fella like that could

come in here and hang his hat and settle down

with the heifer hazers and the tater diggers,

and nobody would bother him.

That hasn't changed.

Hear tell there's a fella like that here now.

That so?

You bet.

'Course, me and the Kid here, we--

we figured we might just spike the cannon,

so to speak, maybe even go into selling ladies' hats and such.

Yeah, well, let me tell you something,

just in case you've forgotten.

I run a nice, clean, quiet town here.

As long as you remember that, you're going to be all right.

Get out of line, you're gonna be in trouble.

Now, you see, now, there is a real sobering thought, Dillon.

Real sobering.

[ominous music]

[howling]

[howling]

[music playing]

Teresa.

Them coyotes woke you, did they?

No.

I was just sitting out here dreaming.

That's our own land out there.

Yes.

Where I grew up, only rich people owned land.

We are rich people.

I love you, Scott.

Now, there's room in that for wonder.

If you've got something rare and you know it,

then you've got everything there is.

I

Scott, I'm afraid for you.

I told you not to be.

When you first came for me, I was afraid.

Well, nobody in the world ever had less cause.

No, not for myself, because I love you for you.

Oh, I've been alive a long time.

You're not one man, Scott.

Look, I've done some proud living.

And I've done some not so proud, something I'd rather forget.

So I do.

That day in Dodge--

There's nothing to say about that.

I know.

I killed some men because I had to, else I wouldn't be here.

No more than that, and no less.

It wasn't the first time, Scott.

I hope to God it's the last.

Can you-- can you tell me why?

Why you have to kill?

No.

No, there's some things a man can't talk with a woman.

I never asked you before.

I never will again.

You've got to trust me, girl.

If you love me, you'll give me that.

And I'll make it all come right.

So Dad brought Kid Chama here to kill him.

No doubt about it, Kitty.

Well, if you know that, Matt, why don't you arrest him?

You can't arrest a man for something he's planning to do.

There's no federal warrants out on this kid at all.

Now, I can pick him up on something temporary.

But I couldn't hold him.

And when he got out, it would just happen, anyhow.

Why doesn't Coltrane just leave?

He's not the kind of man who runs away from anything.

Yeah.

If he's discovered, they'll just keep coming.

Well, the thing is he doesn't know about it yet.

And I'm afraid by the time he finds out,

it's gonna be too late for him to do anything but face it.

What is he to you, Matt?

Well, Kitty, he's a man that's trying to change.

Whatever he's been in the past, he wants to get away from it.

Now, if a man like that wants to avoid a fight not because he's

afraid of it, but just because it's senseless,

then I respect that man.

I'm gonna do everything I can to help him.

DAD GOODPASTER: Hello, Farmer Bundy.

Why, you ain't Farmer Bundy.

You ain't him at all.

you're some other fella.

Do you want something here, mister?

Me?

No, no, no, not me.

But now I see you ain't Farmer Bundy,

you do-- you do put me in mind of a fella me

and my brother "knowed" back in Abilene a long time ago.

Say your peace and get out, Dad.

Dad?

[laughter]

Well, lordy, Mr. Coltrane, it is you.

And we all thought you was dead and buried. [laughs] I did.

Towler did.

Old Buck, Sundog.

'Course, now, they learned the hard way, didn't they?

But then they is getting old like you and me.

Gee, I ain't carrying, Mr. Coltrane.

I-- I don't fight no more.

You never did, you sorry dog.

Now get off my land.

Oh, I'm going.

But I gotta tell you something first.

And this message I got for you comes from a fella that

don't run off as easy as me.

Now, he's just a punk kid, actual,

kind of strange in his ways, but fast as you please.

Name is Kid Chama.

Said he just had to see how you handled your firing piece.

Said he would just admire to meet The Widowmaker.

'Course, now, if you don't want to come to him

he will have to come to you, maybe

even meet the little lady.

Oh, I'm going now.

I said I was going.

I'm going.

Red Oak Spring.

Tomorrow morning.

Sunup.

[ominous music]

[music playing]

[birds chirping]

[horse whinnies]

[birds chirping]

My name's Coltrane.

You want something from me?

Nothing I can't take for myself, old man.

Are you set on dying, boy?

You're way too old to be talking so foolish.

You're awful young to be dying.

Your day's over, Coltrane.

Your night's already fallen, son.

[gunfire]

Never-- never thought nobody could take him.

You're an ignorant man.

There's no man that ever lived can't be killed.

You, too, Coltrane.

You, too.

There'll be somebody coming for you.

Hark me well.

There'll always be somebody coming for you.

There'll always be somebody coming for you!

Do you hear me?

Always!

[music playing]

I guess he'll have to go now, won't he?

Well, I wish there were some other way.

This McAllister's coming in from Wyoming.

There's gonna be others.

I can't stop them from coming in to town.

But I can stop more fights from taking place.

So how you gonna prevent it?

Well, I'll just have to tell Coltrane

he's got to leave town.

Well, he'll be a hard man to push if he don't want to go.

Yeah, I've given that some thought, Doc.

If it came to a showdown with him,

I'm not just sure how it'd turn out.

Goodnight.

You thirsty?

No.

Again, Scott?

Scott.

I have a child inside me.

Teresa.

You'll have a son.

Are you proud of me?

Proud?

I'd trade a world for you.

He'll grow into a strong man, you'll see.

We'll sent him to school

Yeah.

He'll have a fine education.

Uh-huh.

And he'll always love us, because we'll

be good and honest to him.

And we'll watch him grow.

We'll see him change from a boy into a man.

Oh, you'll be proud of your son.

And when we're old, he'll comfort us.

He'll stand by us when we need him.

He'll take care of us.

Oh, Teresa.

Teresa.

Oh, Scott.

How could I live without you?

[music playing]

Don't be too long, now.

Coltrane.

I, uh, would like to talk to you in the office.

I'll have to have your gun.

[interposing voices]

What's happening, Doc?

Well, Matt's telling him to get out of town.

What if he doesn't?

Might get rough.

MATT DILLON: Coltrane, I'm not gonna

have any more gunmen in Dodge.

SCOTT COLTRANE: Marshal, I've got a woman that's here.

And I'm tired of running.

I figure we'll stay.

MATT DILLON: You've brought too much trouble here already.

I can't endanger the lives of innocent people.

SCOTT COLTRANE: We've got as much right

in this town as the next lad.

MATT DILLON: I'm not arguing with you.

I'm just telling you how it's gonna be.

SCOTT COLTRANE: Well, I'm tired of getting told.

And I'm tired of packing every time somebody says "get."

Now, listen to me, Dillon.

I'm not listening anymore!

MATT DILLON: In that case, I'm gonna

have to throw you out of Dodge.

SCOTT COLTRANE: Like hell you will.

[scuffling]

[crash]

[grunts]

[grunts]

[grunts]

[scream]

Coltrane, I want you out of Dodge.

I don't want you to ever come back again.

There's no man in the world, Dillon,

ever done me what you done.

And it ain't beginning now.

Make your peace with God, 'cause I'm

coming back to cut you down.

[music playing]

[interposing voices]

All right, folks, break it up.

Go on about your business.

All right, go on.

You heard the marshal.

Break it up.

FESTUS HAGGEN: Go on, now.

Didn't you hear what Matthew said?

Get on about your business.

Go on.

Scat.

[ominous music]

[suspenseful music]

He's coming!

I seen him!

Coltrane, he's coming!

He's coming!

He's coming!

Coltrane's coming.

[ominous music]

Marshal.

This is where it ends, Dillon.

Sorry it had to come to this, Coltrane.

So am I.

Not too late for you to ride out.

Not too late for you to change your mind.

I can't do that.

Neither can I.

[gunfire]

[horse neighs]

[music playing]

He's dead, Matt.

"I am the resurrection and the life, saith the Lord.

He that believeth in me, though he were dead, yet shall

he live.

And whosoever liveth and believeth in me

shall never die.

Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death,

yet will I fear no evil, for thou art with me.

Thy rod and thy staff, they comfort me.

Weak are we all, and dying.

Give us peace, strength for our battle while it lasts,

and rest at the close of day when our work is done."

Amen.

I guess that's about the last of the great gunfighters.

Probably won't be seeing too many more showdowns.

Don't be fretting about that, now.

There'll be more than enough gunfighters coming along.

And more's the pity for that.

[knocking on door]

Teresa.

Marshal.

Hello, Matt.

Scott.

Here's those papers you were expecting on that ranch sale.

Much obliged to you.

And old Doc Adams, too.

He was happy to do it.

How are things in Dodge?

They're, uh, very quiet.

We buried a big gunfighter a while back.

Oh, is that so?

Well, they take a heap of killing, some of these fellas,

so they say.

Some more than others, Mr. Tyler.

Some more than others.

Goodbye, Mrs. Tyler.

[music playing]

[theme music]

NARRATOR: Stay tuned for exciting scenes

from our next "Gunsmoke."