Original subtitles

ANNOUNCER: "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.

I don't think you've been paying

any attention to me at all.

I've been trying to explain to you the magnificence

and the beauty of the human anatomy,

and you don't pay attention.

What's that?

The human anatomy?

Well, I'll tell you what that is.

That's your body.

That's the way it works, the way it's put together.

Well, I reckon it's all right, but then there

could be a few changes that'd help it a little.

Oh, you could make some improvements?

Well, yeah, I think so.

Now, take your eyeballs.

Look where they're at-- right there in the middle

of your fellow's noggin.

Oh, that's not good?

Well, course you can see where you're going and everything,

but then why couldn't they put one

eyeball right there and then put another one right back yonder.

That way, you could see where you been.

Back of your head?

FESTUS: Yeah.

Well, then you could see where you been.

You want to see where you been?

Well, it'd come in mighty handy for a law feller like myself,

you know?

Then I could see them yahoos as they're slipping

up or trying to bushwhack me.

You ought to talk to Matt about this.

What about one right there?

Eyeball right on the end of your finger.

You mean on your finger there?

Well, that'd make it three.

Well, that don't make no never mind.

Oh, you can have three?

You can have as many as you want.

Lookie here now.

Supposing you were expecting there

was a fellow down in the dark alley there,

and he's a-fixing to shoot at you.

So you just poke your finger round there and take a look.

That way, he ain't gonna get no shot at you, don't you see?

He don't surprise you then?

No, no.

No.

You know, I'm glad you brought this up because for a long time

now, I've been thinking about some changes

that I'd like to make too.

Yeah?

There's something I'd like to ask you about-- I'd like

you to work on the human mouth.

You know?

I'm speaking about one mouth in particular.

Doc, you hit the nail right on the head.

I was just fixing to talk to you about that.

Now look where your old mouth is,

just spread all over your face there.

It hadn't ought to be there at all.

DOC: It hadn't?

It ought to be right here on the top of your head,

right there.

Top of your head?

Course.

Now just supposing Old Matthew was to come in here right now,

and he'd say, Festus, go get your mule.

We're a farming up a posse, and we're going after some outlaws.

I say, all right, Matthew, but I ain't eat my breakfast yet.

You couldn't go without your breakfast.

I know that. -Wait, wait a minute.

Wait a minute.

Now only thing I gotta do is to put my victuals right in my hat

there, put it over my head like that,

and then I can go ahead and ride with the posse

and eat my breakfast, don't you see?

[sigh] Come to think of it, I ain't eat a bite

of breakfast today neither.

Oh, now I'm wise to you.

And I know what you're doing now.

You want me to buy your breakfast for you.

Oh, no.

Well, I tell you, I'm gonna fool you-- I'm going to do it.

How would you like to have some nice, soft scrambled eggs,

red-eye gravy, and hominy grits? -Some biscuits.

-Hot biscuits and honey. -A little side meat.

-Yeah, a little side meat. -Yeah.

I'll be right back.

Morning, Kitty.

Good morning, Matt.

How about some coffee?

Sounds good.

That coffee of Festus is getting worse by the hour.

Well, looks like you're making a lot of money here.

Well, the way I figure it, in 50 years,

I might be able to show a profit.

[chuckle]

Well, it must be three minutes to 8:00.

Why's that?

The new bank clerk is right on time.

He hasn't missed by a minute in two weeks.

Pour yourself some more coffee, Matt.

I'll be back in a minute.

All right.

[gunshot]

Matt, the bank.

Three of four men.

Drop your guns!

[gunshots]

[horse neighing]

[gunshots]

Junior.

He's dead.

[gunshots]

Doc!

Doc!

Let's get out of here.

[gunshots]

Come on.

Hurry, Doc.

Will he lose the arm?

No.

Sure not gonna be much use to him though for a long time.

Will he be able to go on being marshal of Dodge?

Well, I don't know about that, Kitty.

I don't know when we'll know about that.

I just know that when he starts to mend,

he's gonna have to learn to do everything all over again--

shave, everything.

Handle a gun?

Well, you take a young man and train him.

How long will it be before he's able to handle

a gun like Matt Dillon?

10 years?

20?

Ever?

What's he gonna do?

What does anybody do?

Kitty.

I'd like you to be here when I break it to him.

[chatter]

How is he, Miss Kitty?

Newly.

Got a beer, Floyd?

Sure.

Newly.

How is he?

He's gonna be all right.

You bet, Newly.

Except for his arm.

His gun arm?

Probably never use it again.

Burke, there's enough rumors going around

without you spreading any more.

The Marshal was shot in the right arm,

and nobody, including Doc, knows the extent of the damage.

Well, suppose he can't use it.

Who's gonna be the marshal?

You?

He's not dead, Halligan.

What are you in such a hurry about?

The Marshal will decide what he can do and what he can't do.

Well, you know-- you know what this is gonna mean, don't you?

Yeah, rough days ahead.

Rough days?

Ha, that's putting it mildly.

You know, every outlaw he ever run out of Dodge

is gonna come back now, buzzing around

like a bunch of flies drawn to honey,

get their crack at Matt Dillon.

Who's gonna be here to protect him?

Newly?

Festus?

You? Me?

Ha.

No, I think if I was Marshal Dillon right now,

I'd feel just about as safe as a raw egg in a stampede.

Doc.

Dillon, how do you feel?

I've felt better, I can tell you that.

Well, I can believe that.

I don't like the way this arm feels, Doc.

How bad is it?

Uh.

Oh, Kitty's here. She's here.

I'll get some coffee for you.

Kitty.

Well.

You don't look as bad as you might.

Kitty, this arm's pretty bad, isn't it?

It's a safe bet to say that you can go fishing for a while.

That's what I figured.

For how long?

Matt, there's no rule that says that you have to be a law man.

Is there any reason says I shouldn't be?

Well, there you are.

It's good.

I made it myself there. -Oh, I bet it's good.

Thank you, Doc.

Doc, I wanna know the truth about this arm.

What am I up against?

Matt, your arm was badly torn up.

It'll be a long time before you can use it, a long time.

Well, there's no sign of any posse

or anybody else looking for us.

How much did we get?

You should shave some of it for your old age.

You do get a man going, Sissy.

When are we gonna get out of here?

I'd feel better with a lot of miles behind us.

Oh, what's your hurry?

If Dillon's dead, they'll be going

around for days, like chickens with their heads chopped off.

What if he ain't dead?

I hit him.

He dropped.

But we ain't sure.

Now, he shot my brother, and I ain't satisfied.

I wanna know.

Sissy.

Yeah.

Get away from him.

I got something for you to do.

Aw!

Come here, I said.

Now, here's what I want you to do.

I want you to ride into Dodge and find out what kind of shape

Dillon is in.

And then come right back here, and don't talk to anybody.

[inaudible].

I-- I don't know what to tell you.

Matt, hold on here.

You going somewhere?

That's right.

Must be awful important.

It is, Doc.

Did I mention to you how much blood you've lost?

I think you mentioned that, yeah.

Well, I guess it didn't impress you much.

There's something I gotta do, Doc.

No, Matt!

Get upstairs!

I'll be back soon as I can.

Dang fool.

Hello, Marshal.

Bernie, I want you to send this for me.

Marshal, you sure you want me to send this?

I'm sure.

Well, he's resigning as marshal of Dodge City.

Marshal's alive, but his gun arm ain't no use to him.

You oughta see him.

He can't even hardly stand up right.

It ain't worth it!

It is to me.

We got us more money than we can spend in a year.

Why don't we go on to Mexico or somewhere?

We'll go after.

Now, get your gear together.

And remember, the Marshal is mine.

Yeah, and what about them deputies he's got?

Well, what about 'em?

Now, move!

You know, Marshal, if that holster doesn't sit,

you maybe oughta try a cross-draw.

Well, I guess I'll-- I'll leave it like it is.

Newly, you know the new Marshal's coming in.

Maybe you and Festus can keep an eye on him till he gets

things straightened around.

Sure will, Marshal.

Hello, Kitty.

Your rent's paid up till the end of the month.

This doesn't mean I'm leaving for good, you know.

It doesn't mean you're coming back either.

Look, can't you just wait until Doc says it's all right

for you to be walking around?

You're in no condition to go anywhere.

Kitty, I'm not in any condition to stay either.

You've got two deputies and a town

full of citizens who'd stake their lives

on seeing that you're safe.

Now, you owe 'em that right.

Sure, they'd stake their lives, and they might lose 'em too.

How long do you thing it's gonna be before word

gets around that I'm helpless?

Anyone who's looking could track you.

Well, least if they find me I'll be alone.

Oh, Matt!

Kitty, I know what you're trying to say,

but it's just that I've always had to do things my way.

Is that a fact?

Where will you go?

I dunno, Kitty.

I'll be in touch.

Where do you think he's going?

I dunno, but I hope he'll get back soon.

We need him around here.

I'm gonna stop him, Doc.

No, no, no.

No, that'll make it harder for him.

But I could go with him and just look out for him,

don't you see?

Well, you offered to do that, and he refused.

No, he wants to be alone.

He needs to be alone, Festus.

He's already said his goodbyes.

Now, let's leave it that way.

He'll be back.

Of course, he will.

All we want is Matt Dillon.

Now, where is he?

He's not here anymore.

Don't you lie to me, boy.

I hate a liar like I hate poison.

I want you to tell me where he is, before I blow you apart.

I'm not lying.

Go look around for yourself.

What is this?

What do you want?

I'm looking for Marshal Dillon.

Help yourself.

Come on.

Don't do anything, Festus, while Newly's still out there.

No, I won't, Miss Kitty.

Where did he go?

He didn't tell us.

I hear he's got a woman.

Would she know?

NEWLY: Nobody knows.

Maybe I would ask her to find out.

Now, where is she?

You've got about two more seconds.

I'm here.

He's gone.

I don't know where he is, and I don't know

when he'll be back, if ever.

I never misbelieve a woman who's got the grit to stare me

straight in the eye.

Sonny, you just missed the devil's supper by that much.

-Miss Kitty. -Don't say anything, Newly.

Please, just don't say anything.

I'm still shaking.

Newly, you go and get Lathrop and Howie

and whoever else you can find.

I'll get Jonas and Halligan.

And, Burke, you go get anybody you

can find that can set a saddle, tell 'em to bring the horses.

Wait minute.

What are you getting ready to do?

Well, I'm getting a posse together

to go after 'em, Miss Kitty.

Well, I don't think that's such a good idea.

What's not a good idea.

Doc, we ain't got time to tell you about it now.

Whilst we're standing here jawing,

them yahoos is after Matthew.

Well, what do you propose to do about it?

Well, I'll tell you, I'm fixing to get up a posse and--

Just wait.

Let's just calm down.

I agree with Festus. We're wasting time.

If we're going after 'em, we go after 'em right now.

No, Newly. No, wait a minute.

You don't do anything until we think about it.

Doc, you don't even know what we're talking about!

I know exactly what you're talking about.

You're talking about getting a posse together

and go traipsing off around-- around the country with blood

in your eye.

Now, let's talk about it first, but not here on the street.

Miss--

Look, a minute one way or another isn't gonna

make that much difference.

Now, let's go on inside.

Come on.

Doc, you just don't understand.

I understand.

I understand, and so does Kitty.

Let me explain something.

The reason Matt left in the first place

was so an awful lot of innocent people

wouldn't get hurt trying to protect him.

But this here ain't the same thing, Doc, don't you see?

Festus, Festus, he's right.

You know how much Matt respects you and Newly.

But for you to go after those men

with a lot of inexperienced deputies,

well, that's a job I don't think Matt would tackle himself.

You mean, we just let 'em ride out of town without doing

anything about it?

Yes, that's what we're gonna do,

because Matt'd want it that way.

You know, the minute the word gets in Kansas Matt's been

hurt, every no good bum is gonna flock into Dodge,

try to take advantage of us.

Now, what are we gonna do for law and order with you

two gone?

You know, maybe Doc's right, Festus.

Nobody asked you, Deputy Burke.

Festus, Doc's making sense.

Well, you know how I feel.

There's nothing I'd like better than to have you two out there

with Matt.

But you don't even know where he is.

Now, if you leave, you not only leave Dodge unprotected,

but you're gonna lead that posse right smack dab into an ambush.

If we could just warn the Marshal.

Of what?

That they're after him?

He knows that.

Well, I'll tell you this.

I never felt so blamed hogtied in all my born days.

[gunshots]

The new Marshal.

Howdy.

You must be the new Marshal.

Is this here the Marshal's office or the Chinese laundry?

Well, now you don't have to look so sour in the face.

We--

Get that stuff out of here.

Did you get my telegram?

We got it.

I said I was arriving on the morning stage.

You didn't see fit to meet me.

You know, I was just plumb sure that you could find your way

to jail all by your ownself.

I favor a clean desk.

You read these and get me back what's important.

[gunshots]

Drop the gun belt, boy.

Wanna go for the gun, boy?

Stand to attention, boy.

That's it.

Don't slump.

That's much better.

I said, stand to attention, boy!

Stand to attention.

You can mash me around all you want to,

but I ain't going back.

Oh, you're going back, one way or the other.

Sitting on a horse or strapped across a saddle,

it's all the same $100 to me.

You'd kill a man for a puny reason like that?

A deserter ain't a man in my book.

Now, you think on that.

You got one minute to decide how you wanna sit on that horse--

upright or face down.

Boy, in just a half a minute one of us

ain't gonna walk out of here.

I told you, I ain't going back!

Well, it's nice to see somebody's willing to die

for their beliefs.

Hold it!

Who are you?

What's going on here?

He's my bounty.

I got him.

Mister, around here, we don't usually hold an execution

until after the trial.

That boy's got a $100 legal bounty on him.

Don't say nothing about alive and happy.

Suppose you go on about your business, Mister.

We'll call it even.

Mighty big talk for a one armed man.

You're the one better be making tracks.

Me and you gonna tangle right now.

I'm gonna count to three now.

If you ain't gone by then, it's gonna be root hog or die.

Mister, bundled up like you are, you ain't

hardly got no chance at all.

One, two--

You better get-- now.

Pretty handy with that.

Yeah, well, I didn't have too many toys

when I was growing up.

Lem Rawlins.

Name's Matt Dillon.

The Marshal from Dodge.

Used to be.

That arm have anything to do with it?

You ain't a left-handed gun.

Shows that much, huh?

Well, your arm just don't move like it's

used to shooting left-handed.

Well, I like better that way.

Keeps me from temptation.

It's the same reason I done quit the Army, temptation.

As good as you are with that gun, you wouldn't kill anybody?

There ain't no need to kill ever.

You keep wearing that, some day, somebody'll

provoke you into it.

Looks like something done pulled loose there.

Well, I'll be all right.

Don't look too good to me.

Listen, I got a camp a little ways off here.

Come on.

I'll fix you a poultice.

All right.

How's that arm feeling?

Oh, it's feeling a lot better, thanks.

Yeah, I did do a good job, didn't I?

Ain't much I can't do.

Doctor, bar, carpenter some, track like a fox.

Recommend I'm about the best there is at most everything.

Even if you say so yourself, huh?

Best at bragging too.

How come you had to put yourself out for me like that?

You're the best at asking questions too.

Figure I got a right to know, since how you saved my skin.

I read somewhere that someone saves your skin, well,

then they're responsible for you.

I got enough problem without that.

Yup, that's why I figure it's gonna be the other way around.

You saved me, so I'm gonna be responsible for you.

Well, thanks just the same.

Ain't gonna leave your side till your arm's all mended.

Lem, I can take care of myself all right.

Now, there's gonna be a lot of folks out looking for you.

My daddy was a lawman.

They killed him.

I never hardly even knowed him.

So what's gonna happen to you, when your enemies

find out that you're helpless?

I'm not helpless.

Besides, you'd just be one more target.

Marshal, I ain't got your years of experience,

but I ain't never met a man yet that wasn't mighty

respectful about my shooting.

I know, it sounds like boasting and vain glory,

but there ain't a man living can shoot

faster or straighter than me.

You got about the highest opinion of yourself of anybody

I ever ran across.

I'm just telling facts.

Well, I've never seen anybody much better,

I'll have to say that for you.

My ma says I'm mule stubborn.

Reckon she oughta know.

So if it's all the same to you, I'll stay with you for a while.

And like my ma says, I don't wanna hear no more about it.

You better stay in the cave till I get back.

Same prints.

Couldn't be no one else.

It's getting too dark to track.

Well, we're camp here and start again at first light.

I dunno if we can track him much farther.

We're running into rock.

Never mind.

He ain't headed for no town or nobody's farm.

He's gonna be roughing it for a while.

Yeah, but it's a big country.

Well, man living off the land's got to have fresh water.

And he needs grub.

But if he's weak, and he can't move around

like you've got to if you're gonna hunt,

now, what does that leave?

Fishing?

And this part of Kansas ain't exactly

awash with rivers and creeks.

No, I'd estimate he's got another two or three

days at the most to live.

[inaudible]

You gonna tell me how it happened?

Oh, bank robbery.

You killed them that done it?

One of 'em.

You put a bank's money above a human life?

Well, it seemed like a good idea at the time.

The man was trying to kill me.

I guess you killed a lot of men in your time.

I know my daddy did.

Never could figure, though, how one man could kill another one.

The good book says, thou shalt not kill.

Reckon you couldn't hold your job, though, if you didn't

have some taste for killing.

Son, nobody but a mad man has a taste for killing.

I ain't never in my life killed a living thing.

And when I have a mark or a headstone put up

above my mortal remains, I wish they'd

write just that about me.

You know, if that's the case, I'm gonna

give you a piece of advice.

You know, if you go on showing off with that gun

without being willing to use it when somebody challenges you,

you may get that headstone a little

sooner than you're figuring on.

Evening.

Evening.

Beer, please.

Nice night, isn't it?

Seems to be.

Thank you.

You're welcome.

Little warm, but nice.

Tolerable.

Course, I guess it's usually warm this time of the year,

being as how it's summer and not winter.

Well, good night.

It's been nice talking to you.

I hate to go, but I've got rounds to make.

Oh, bartender, drink's on me.

Well, since it's done paid for, I'll-- I'll take another one,

Floyd.

[gunshots]

You know, I loved being a soldier.

I was proud to wear that uniform, salute the flag,

be somebody, be of service to my country.

Well, it was a grand life.

Still, you must have known what soldiers were for.

I guess I figured that peacetime

was all flags and parades.

I found out soon enough.

Some starving Indians raided one of our pack trains.

And we got orders to go out, and like our colonel

said, disabuse them.

We came on a small village.

Didn't nobody know if they's the ones that raided us for sure.

Most of them was women and kids.

Well, I reckon we disabused them, all right.

I just stood there looking on, feeling sick.

Never raised a hand not to kill, nor to stop it.

And when it was all over, the smoke, blood, screaming.

They blowed assembly for us to go back to the fort.

I wasn't with 'em no more.

Been running ever since.

And I never going back.

They'd have to kill me first.

You know, I might have heard about that massacre.

And I'm not trying to defend what the Army did.

What they did was wrong.

But there are times when a man has

to kill to defend what's right.

It's wrong!

There ain't nothing worse than a man

denying the sacredness of life.

Well, that's where they put uniforms and badges

on men like you and me.

That's to defend that sacredness.

By killing?

Never.

Well, I hope you never have to find out different.

I'm going for water.

[gunshots]

Over there.

What are you all doing here?

Well, we heard gunshots over this way.

Well, that was me practicing.

Oh, that so?

We figured it might be a friend of ours.

Big man.

Have you seen him.

I know what you're looking for.

You looking to kill Marshal Dillon.

Well, who's Marshal Dillon.

Figure you know that.

So I'm gonna give you just one chance to pack up and leave.

And if we don't?

Then I'm gonna try and persuade you that Satan

ain't playing square with you.

You gonna preach at us?

Well, now, that'd be the first time I was ever taught the word

of the Lord at gunpoint.

Now, don't twitch a hair.

You all just forget about Matt Dillon.

Else, you're gonna have to answer to this here pistol.

Well, now, we ain't looking for trouble boy.

We're peaceable, God-fearing folks.

And suppose you just get off to somewheres and read your Bible.

Well, boys, I guess it takes a man

to admit when he's been licked.

Come on.

What happened?

I done went and proved that you don't

convert a man by killing him?

What are you talking about?

I found some fellers that was looking for you.

What makes you think they were looking for me?

They was.

I could tell.

I get real good hunches.

I reckon you'd be dead by now if I hadn't went

and disabused 'em.

I don't think they'll give you no more trouble.

And I did it without having to spill a drop of blood.

And I reckon many's the time that's

what you could have done, if killing

hadn't come so easy to you.

If they were looking for me, they're gonna be back.

No, I don't reckon they will.

[gunshot]

Take cover in the cave!

Could have been some other fellas.

No chance.

Oh, you always expect the worst, don't you?

Good way to stay alive.

LEM: Why ain't they coming?

Oh, they'll be coming, all right.

They'll wait till it's dark, though, so they

won't be such good targets.

They're trying to smoke us out.

Next time he moves into the clear,

you get a good shot at him.

You've got a better chance of hitting him than I do.

You mean just gun him down in cold blood?

Well, wound him if you have to, but stop him somehow.

Back of that rock.

Shoot, Lem!

I can't.

Dillon, we got no quarrel with the boy.

He can come out and go on home, now, while there's still time.

I'm gonna give you 30 seconds to convince him.

It wouldn't be good for you to go out there now, anyway.

Why not?

They'd blow your head off as soon as you stepped out there.

What reason would he have to do that?

Some men don't need a reason.

[gunshots]

The wind's blowing the smoke right at them.

They'll either be coming out real soon,

or choke themselves to death.

[coughing]

How much long do you figure before we

have to bust out here?

Minutes.

[coughing]

Maybe I was wrong about some things,

but the fact is, I just couldn't fire a bullet into another man,

even if I knowed he was trying to kill me.

Dillon, send out the kid!

Ain't no use to him dying with you!

Come on, kid.

Go on home, while you're still breathing!

I'm gonna talk to him.

Don't shoot!

Come back here!

Lem!

[gunshots]

Drop your guns.

Get face down on the ground!

Get down.

I don't want a move out of you.

Let me take a look at that.

I'm all right.

You know, Lem, you keep on wearing that gun,

you're wearing temptation.

Now's as good a time as any to make up your mind.

Going back to the Army.

I'm gonna take my medicine, serve out my time.

Without using a gun.

I reckon the Army can find some other kinds of usefulness

for me.

Good, Lem.

You're making the right choice.

I got some thinking to do myself about responsibility.

Hello, Kitty.

Oh, Matt.

Well, I'm glad you decided on going back to being marshal.

You sure that left-handed draw is gonna be enough?

Well, I guess it'll have to do till the other one gets better.

You're leaving in a big hurry, aren't you?

Marshal, I can't hardly wait to leave.

Why is that?

This is the unfriendliest town I've

ever seen in my whole life.

ANNOUNCER: Stay tuned for exciting scenes

from our next "Gunsmoke."

[theme music]