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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.

Taking the stage ought to save me about a day.

I should be back by Sunday.

I understand St. Louis is quite a town for temptation

these days.

Well, I suppose for those riverboat [inaudible]

looking for the bright lights.

I'm talking about cattle country marshals

who might take an interest in the latest

fashion and petticoats.

St. Louis sounds more interesting all the time.

What's interesting, Matthew?

I didn't mean to be butting in.

It's just that I ain't feeling worth a hoot.

What's the matter with you?

Well, it's them there blame argues

just came on me again, Matthew.

What's an argue, Festus?

Oh, Miss Kitty, an argue's when a--

when a certain part that a fella's got

gets to arguing with another part that a fella's got

and then directly a fella gets to feeling like every blame

thing he's got is argufying with everything else

he's got, don't you see?

Oh, [inaudible].

See, I told you so.

What are you coming to see me now for?

And I'll say, well, I know what you told me, Doc.

What's the trouble, Festus?

FESTUS: Oh, Newly, it's them blamed argues,

they came on me again.

Well, have you been taking that medicine Doc gave you?

FESTUS: Well, of course, I-- well, no, I ain't.

And I'll tell you why.

That blame stuff he mixed up smells like something that he

brewed in the civet cat's nest.

I don't want to talk to you.

Well, who's asked to talk to you?

I distinctly told you that I didn't

want to hear any complaints until you'd finish that bottle.

Well, it's done finished.

Finished, yes, it's finished, poured out on the ground.

And don't tell me you didn't do it 'cause somebody

saw you pour it out.

All right, nosy, I'll tell you what I done.

I poured that blame stuff out by a prairie dog hole, not in it,

beside it.

And directly, here come that old prairie dog just

a-sputterin' and a-chokin' and purt' nigh keeled over dead,

and that there was downwind, mind you.

[laughing]

That's not funny.

Mr. Buey, what are you doing in town?

When you didn't start the spring rounds,

Doc, I figured I best drive in those

who most needed attention.

Didn't young Anderson tell you I'd be out by noon?

Well, I guess he forgot to mention the noon.

Sounded like you didn't know.

Well, we're going to take care of you.

Festus, help them upstairs, would you do that?

You betcha, Doc.

We'll see you, Mr. Thompson, Sarah.

All right, old timer, here.

Let me help you now.

Take it easy.

See, easy now.

All right, folks.

Come on.

Got a kind of a problem here, uh.

Several folks in that wagon there

that I've been postponing surgery on

and I'm going to have to take care of them.

That means I'm going to have to ask you to make

my spring rounds for me.

Take you about a week, I think.

Well, Doc, you usually have 20 to 30 people waiting

for you at those points.

Well, I know but they're minor ailments usually.

Besides, anything you can't handle you just

bring them into town.

Well, I do the best I can, Doc, but that's

a pretty big responsibility.

Responsibility is something you're going

to face the rest of your life.

Might as well get your feet wet.

Now, your first stop will be Buey's farm.

People from in there are from the Garvey foothills, you know.

There-- there won't be too many there, though.

Enough probably keep you busy for the day.

Now, they all expect to pay something for your services,

Newly, and you can't refuse them because, well, they'd, uh--

they'd be humiliated.

Now, I generally handle it by charging $0.10,

medication free.

Now just keep in mind they'll-- they'll all

be a little nervous, some of them frightened.

A doctor's bag's a mysterious thing, you know.

And they'll be especially frightened of you,

Newly, because they don't know you.

Beverly, come back here.

NEWLY: I'm sure this is only a sprain.

She's been aggravating it by using it.

So you leave this splint on for say a week or 10 days,

and she'll be just fine.

How much are you charging?

Well, I think a dime should cover it.

Doc Adams only charges a nickel.

It was a dime, Ma.

Hush.

I thought it was a nickel.

A nickel would be just fine.

Thank you.

You're giving out no licorice?

I'm sorry.

It almost slipped my mind.

Here you go, honey.

Ma'am.

Next, please.

Oh, generally nights, my arm gets kind

of cold and my toes tingle.

What might help, ma'am, is a hot bath before going to bed.

It helps the circulation.

Well, that thing ain't going to help make it to [inaudible].

You bring root pills?

No, ma'am, root pills are only sold in medicine shows,

and they won't help you a bit.

I've been taking root pills for years.

Believe me, ma'am, a lot of ailments

are tied into circulation of the blood.

Hm, well, it ain't hard to tell somebody to take a bath

and get rich on them.

NEWLY: This is going to hurt a little bit.

LITTLE GIRL: Uh, ah.

Making doctors younger, eh.

What can I do for you?

No, no, thank you, sir.

Can I do something for you?

Guess you're one of them men down drink.

Well, I do at times.

Do you have any particular ailments?

How do you feel?

Gets one then and another.

Well, maybe you can tell me about it.

Kind of in a hurry.

Yes, sir.

Well, I ain't going no place.

Guess I ain't got nothing can't wait.

NEWLY: Who's next, please?

Is there anybody here that has any cuts

they'd like me to look after?

Is there any children among you that have sore throats?

Wait a minute, come back here.

I'm only trying to help you.

Can I help you, son?

Do you need any medication?

Old man does.

NEWLY: What old man?

Yonder.

Back in the hills?

You got [inaudible] tonic?

[inaudible]?

That never really was a tonic, son.

It was mostly opium mixed with other drugs.

Town store said they ain't got no more.

They used to carry it for Grandpa all the time.

Well, they're not allowed to sell it anymore.

You see, sometimes painkillers kill more than just pain.

Old man always needed it.

I need a quarter's worth of something.

What's the matter with this old man?

Don't know.

Well, let's suppose I take a look at him.

Just sell me something.

Son, a doctor just doesn't sell some things.

A drug will ease pain but the cause of the pain

should be looked into.

MR. BUEY: How you doing, Newly?

NEWLY: I'm not so sure, Mr. Buey.

You sure finished early.

Old Doc Adams, he'd be going right till dark.

Do you know anything about that boy?

Hm, probably from that canyon town set above, uh, Torry Pass.

Some people have been up there almost six months.

Well, he mentioned something about someone being very sick.

Wouldn't know, their people are mighty close.

Obliged.

NEWLY: Hey, wait up.

Is anybody home?

[coughing]

Just take it easy, just relax.

Just take it easy.

Can you hear me?

Just take it easy.

That's it.

[coughing]

[choking sounds]

NEWLY: Easy.

Relax your throat, relax.

Ah.

Ah!

He'll die if he doesn't get enough air.

Help me cut a piece of this tubing!

Oh, come on, old fella.

Help me, help me.

Wait, what's going on here?

[crying]

GRANDMA: He's dead.

You cut his throat.

What'd you do that for?

To save his life.

He was in a coma.

You cut a man in the throat to save his life?

It's called a tracheotomy.

He couldn't breathe.

I'll hear anything you want to say in the morning.

But Mister, you be charged with murder.

Miss, I have to talk to somebody.

Who's in charge of the village?

Be Kermit.

Will you tell him I want to see him?

There's been a mistake.

Kermit be coming now.

What kind of people are you to chain a man like an animal?

We don't chain animals.

That puts you a-mighty lower, don't it?

I want to talk to somebody up here

who's a rational human being.

You don't take much to folks without fancy clothes,

do you, Mister?

Clothes don't make any difference to me one way

or the other.

And I'm as sorry as anybody else about that old men dying,

but it wasn't my fault.

You used a knife on him.

To save his life.

To what?

To try to save his life.

Mister, you just save your wind for convincing

people not to hang you.

Hang me?

What are you talking about?

People will be wondering about my patience with you

after killing my pa, but you'll get your trial.

Your father, I didn't know that, and I'm sorry.

Sorry?

Don't you talk to me about sorries.

These people will be wondering why I don't just kill you.

And every time you open your mouth,

I'm thinking the same thing.

Get on with your work.

[children's laughter]

KERMIT: Mister, say your peace.

You call this a trial?

Is that your peace?

I'm a doctor, and I come here because that boy over there

told me an old man was sick.

And I came up here to doctor him.

I ain't seen no doctor.

Well, ma'am, you see, actually I'm not a doctor.

You not be a doctor?

I don't think you'll understand.

I study medicine under Dr. Adams in Dodge City,

and he's been busy. -Why are we asking questions?

Saw him cutting people in the farmlands, asking money,

wanted $0.10 from a little gal.

Little gal's ma said it wasn't worth but $0.05.

I can't believe what's going on here.

TIM: Another old farmland woman was told to take a bath.

She didn't give no money.

I'd like to know if he's got any of that snake oil and such.

Old lady died after one of them traveling doctors

sells her two whole bottles.

Now, hold on, I'm no medicine man selling snake oil,

and I'm no quack trying to take advantage of you people.

I had no thought of making money when I come up here.

If you figured you'd be making nothing,

what'd you go to any trouble for?

I just wanted to help him.

Your father was strangling on his own breath.

He be breathing, and you cut his throat?

Strangling, don't you understand the word?

His throat muscles were closing in on the air

he tried to breathe.

You cut him.

To save his life.

Cutting's what killed him.

My man's being buried this morning.

He was sleeping.

My man was sleeping like he always does.

Ma'am, he was in a coma.

We should've strung him up last night.

That's right.

Go hung him.

KERMIT: Maybe this fella can tell me why he's

selling this here little pill.

I don't sell anything.

Can't you people understand?

Mister, you break open the sweet tasting covering

and what's inside?

Medication.

No, that--

Well, we're waiting, Mister.

I don't think I can explain that kind of a pill.

Oh?

Well, we got good ears, and we got good tasters.

Are you going to tell us that this here

pill is more than dried bread?

I know it's going to sound strange.

It don't sound strange at all.

We've been sold bread pills before.

The man that sold you that pill is a charlatan.

A bread pill is called a placebo.

And in the hands of a physician, they work.

A placebo is a-- it's a-- that pill there is a bread pill.

Sometimes, they're simply made of sugar.

And it's true, doctors prescribe them.

But placebo therapy works.

I mean, it works for certain people.

If ailments are imaginary, and many of them are--

and imaginary drugs can cure, especially

in stress or nervousness or with people

who respond readily to suggestion

they're being treated.

All that talk's just saying that bread

pills don't do nothing.

I didn't say that.

Doc Adams don't even charge for those kind of pills.

Mister, you through talking?

Would it do any good to continue?

Cutting be killing people.

Yeah, we all be understanding that real good.

If you didn't cut my pa's throat,

wouldn't he be here now, breathing?

Anybody can recover.

Yes, he could have lived, a thousand to one against it.

Surgery only shortened the odds but not enough.

KERMIT: You cut enough necks, a man buys himself a house,

gets himself a good buggy with some nice horses.

And pretty soon before you know it--

anybody thinks this man don't need hanging,

you can say your peace.

You be hung by your neck tomorrow.

Gives you a whole day for praying.

Oh, it's not going to hurt a bit.

Oh, I ain't fretting about your blame needle.

I'll fretting about that cold draft on my-- back there.

Well, now, that's a sight.

Burke, shut that door and get out of here.

You fixin' to do brain surgery, Doc?

You hear me now, Burke.

Shut that door and get out.

Get out, Burke.

Are you staying, Miss Kitty?

Oh, oh, [inaudible].

He's joshing with you.

I'm going to pinch that pinhead of yours plum

off one of these days, Burke.

Doc, Mr. Buey said that Newly never

came back from that visit he took up into that canyon town.

He never came back?

You reckon you fellas could do your palavering

after my britches gets up.

Just a minute, Festus.

What is it, Burke?

Well, Buey said that, uh, Newly went out

looking for some sick old man he'd heard about,

but that's been two days ago.

Well, thanks, Burke.

I better get up there.

Well, lads, sure some sight.

I'm fixin' to knocks knots on his head

faster than he can rub them.

Festus, I think I'd like to have you go up there with me.

You know those hill folks better than I do.

FESTUS: Ow!

You sure you know where you're going.

Well, of course, I do, Doc.

Only folks I'd hear'd about just over that there pass.

But I'll tell you something else.

I hear'd that they ain't too friendly a bunch.

You mean they're outlaws?

No, not that, Doc.

They just kind of like to stay by their own selves.

Can't blame them for that.

Course you can't.

Get up, [inaudible].

Mister, you gotta know you're doing the wrong thing.

I know you went a whole foot further than them

other figure, selling whatever smells like medicine,

cutting into people.

The Bible says it, Leviticus chapter 19, verse 28.

You shall not make any cuttings in your flesh.

Sure don't see anybody around.

If they is, they sure staying hid, ain't they?

KERMIT: Let's get it done.

You're animals!

Don't you know you're doing the wrong thing?

Whoa!

Got you.

What's going on here?

Turn him loose.

KERMIT: Back in that buggy.

Get outta here.

DR. ADAMS: Let go of me.

I'm a doctor.

FESTUS: Turn me loose.

I'm a deputy marshal.

DR. ADAMS: [inaudible].

[gunshot]

FESTUS: What do you reckon's going on down yonder, Newly?

NEWLY: I don't know, Festus.

I sure wish they'd give us some word on Doc.

FESTUS: I sure figured he's a goner.

NEWLY: Somebody's coming now.

FESTUS: How is he?

The old man be alive.

How bad is the wound?

He's in the Almighty's hands.

I didn't ask you that.

How bad is he wounded?

Be the women tending him.

What do you do if one of your men is wounded?

You've got to let me see him.

I told you, the women be tending him.

I'm begging you to let me see him.

KERMIT: What for?

To see if I can help him.

Got some more of them bread pills you be feeding him?

FESTUS: Newly, just hold on.

Mister, my name's Festus Haggen. Could I be asking you yours?

Kermit, be good enough.

Well, Mr. Kermit, now I know that was a pure old accident,

Doc getting hisself shot, because there

was a whole heap of guns being shoved and pulled around there.

And old Doc, he'd be the first one to tell you that nobody

done nothing on purpose.

We don't shoot old men.

That's what I'm trying to say, don't you see.

Now, Mr. Kermit, we're-- we're bad

in need of a powerful favor.

And seeing that it ain't gonna cost you nothing,

I'd be ever so much obliged to you

if-- if you'd let Newly here go down see old Doc.

You see, for one thing, they're real good friends.

Course, we ain't got no way of repaying you

or nothing like that, you see.

You can't reason with a man like that, Festus.

Newly, you hadn't ought to be a-squalling at these folks

like that.

Now, I know they roughed you up a good deal.

And it ain't going to be easy for you,

but you're going to have to learn

how to talk to these folks.

See, they got their way of doing things.

And of course, you figure you know

the way things ought to be did.

But maybe you're both a little bit right.

They just people with women and young 'uns and such as that.

Festus, I know I don't have the patience

to talk to these kind of people, but I've run out of patience.

He's got it in his mind that cutting into a body

means you're trying to kill somebody.

He says it goes against the scriptures.

And he's not changing his mind.

Wouldn't look right to his people.

You can see him.

You not be raised in no town.

No, I sure ain't.

In town, one of us would be hung quick enough

if we cut a man to death.

Now, you just hold on, Newly done

that cutting 'cause he figured what he's doing had to be did.

The law says you don't hang a fella for trying to do right.

What we say is there weren't no trying for right.

NEWLY: Doc.

Newly.

Doc, how are you, Doc?

I'm bleeding inside, Newly.

You gotta help me.

Sure, Doc, just tell me how.

Take the bullet, and then tie off the ruptured vessel.

I ain't allowing no more cutting.

Mister, I need help, and I have a right to say what'll be done.

It's pointless, Doc.

I wouldn't know what I was doing.

I'll be awake.

I'll tell you.

You mean, take that bullet out while you're conscious.

Ice, I saw an ice house.

Ice, oldest anaesthetic known.

KERMIT: We got ice.

Pack me in ice, Newly.

Lower the body temperature, bring

the area close to freezing.

I can't, Doc, I'd be killing you.

Then, I'll die.

That's not a guess.

That's a fact.

[chopping noises]

All right, put it right there.

OK, all right, get it out of there.

Newly, come here and see what you think about this.

How does that look for you?

It looks pretty good, Festus.

All right, uh, get them slickers over that ice there,

will ya?

Let's get Doc up over here.

FESTUS: All right, now, easy with him.

Here we go.

Everybody together now, all together, here we go.

NEWLY: Watch his head. FESTUS: Easy.

NEWLY: All right, bring him over here.

FESTUS: Easy.

NEWLY: Just put him down this way.

FESTUS: There, there.

NEWLY: Easy.

Festus, let's get that sheet over there for his wound

and pack in some of that ice.

FESTUS: All right.

Doc?

DR. ADAMS: Uh.

How long do you think it'll take for the freezing?

DR. ADAMS: Not long, I-- I'll tell you.

Festus, get me a piece of cloth so I can clean this up.

All right, wet, don't you?

Yeah.

Here you are.

What's the matter?

Newly, just calm down.

You're too tense.

Just calm down now.

I can't.

Don't ask me to do this, Doc.

I'm not a doctor, and I never will be.

Yes, you're a doctor.

You made that choice yourself at your wife's graveside,

Patricia's.

Now, go on, start, just probe, find it.

Then, what do I do?

I'll tell you.

PATRICIA [VOICEOVER]: Some men have a special gift, Newly.

It's-- it's kind of an instinct for healing.

I think you have it.

Give me the pill.

Clean that out around here.

All right.

Easy.

DR. ADAMS: Cold, very cold.

There it is, found it.

It's awfully deep.

Doc, I'm afraid it's lodged in the pleura.

Well, go on, get it out.

I can't.

It's too risky, Festus.

He's bleeding bad.

Doc, Doc, you gotta tell me what to do.

I don't believe he can hear you, Newly.

I don't believe he can say anything.

Doc, you told me you were going to tell me what to do.

You get me in the middle of this and you quit on me.

Now, Newly, you just simmer down.

You did this before.

Now, you're blame sure going to do it again.

This is Doc.

This is not anybody.

Oh, hush, will you?

You ain't a-talkin' like you know Doc very good.

If you did, you'd know blame well what'd he say.

He'd say, well, what in the thunder are you waiting for?

Go ahead on.

Ain't that what he'd say?

NEWLY: Festus, I never sutured a blood vessel in my life.

Well, then do it.

I'm going to have to open it up.

Hand me a scalpel.

Give me the bullet forceps.

FESTUS: These are your pinchers?

It's got rings on it?

Hm mm.

DR. ADAMS: Oh, cold.

Ma'am, some more water, please.

Thank you.

You feel it?

Not yet.

How's he doing?

Appears to be breathing all right.

Now, you stay in the buggy, Doc, you hear me?

You stay in the buggy.

Found it.

Can you get a hold of it?

I got it.

Give me the sutures.

FESTUS: Good boy, Newly.

Soak some of that gauze.

Soak in that jar of salve over there.

I'm going to pack the wound.

I know you be good friends.

He got hurt trying to help you, asked you

to cut him because he thought you could save him,

but you can't.

Can't nobody cut without killing.

But he believed that you could.

You both got old and crazy notions, but you ain't evil.

Newly, you ain't say a whole lot.

I don't know what to say Festus.

Old man's still living.

You done wrong, but I believe that you

thought you's doing right.

Now, a man tries to do right, then there ain't no mortal soul

to be his proper judge.

DR. ADAMS: Took a big man to say that.

Newly.

A man holds certain beliefs all his life.

Hard for him to change overnight.

You ornery old scutter hound.

How long you been awake anyhow?

NEWLY: How do you feel, Doc?

Like I had an operation, Newly.

NEWLY: Any chest pains?

DR. ADAMS: No more than expected.

I even feel good enough to argue with Festus about his argues.

You know something, Doc?

I ain't got nary a twinge or an ache no place.

You will have, my luck ain't that good.

KERMIT: Kind of figured to leave it up a day or two.

People tend to forget their foolishness too quick.

A little reminder won't be hurting us.

Be a warmer day, I expect.

About planting time.

Water won't be no problem.

Plenty of runoff, I expect.

You know, I've seen some of your cattle

down in the lower pastures.

They look like prime beef to me.

Hope to be getting some cash money for them this year.

I sure hope you do.

You know, I've been talking all around what I'm

really trying to say to you.

And what I'm trying--

I figure you been saying it.

No, say, just let me off right here, Newly.

I-- I want to walk up the street, right here.

Doc, you're to be getting all the exercise you need

just climbing those stairs.

Well, all right, maybe you're right.

Just take me up there.

You have no idea how good this feels to just kind

of look up and down the street.

Yes, I do.

You bet.

Just a second and I'll give you a hand.

All right.

[humming]

Howdy, Doc.

Wait a minute.

Just a minute here.

Thank you, Newly. Come back here.

What's the matter?

Is that all you've got to say to me, howdy, Doc?

[humming]

Well, what else is there to say?

Well, good heavens, I've been gone all this time.

Is that all you've got to say to me?

Well, fiddle, I ain't missed you none.

Nobody in town has, I don't reckon.

Everybody's still sick, just like they was when

you was here a-doctorin' them.

Well, I can't stand around here and jaw with you all day.

I got more importanter things to do than that.

Oh, sure, I know you have.

You, but--

NEWLY: Doc, Doc.

DR. ADAMS: Someday, I'm going to get him a--

NEWLY: Doc, just calm down. DR. ADAMS: Well, I--

NEWLY: Calm down.

DR. ADAMS: Oh.

Doc, I could sure use a beer, and I think you could use one,

too, don't you?

Dr. O'Brien, since you called me on this consultation,

it's my considered opinion that you have just prescribed for me

the perfect prescription.

[cheering]

Doc, for you.

[popping cork]

Doc, somebody said, tough old turkey buzzard.

I say more lovable.

I think it was me that called you the buzzard, Doc.

We missed you, Doc.

I've been saving a toe twinge for you, Doc.

KITTY: Here's to Doc's health.

A fella gone a little while, and you-- this

is a lot of nonsense.

[cheering]

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NARRATOR: Stay tuned for exciting scenes

from our next "Gunsmoke."

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