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Bat masterson, v/o: there's a Reason they called

It the wild west.

Tom miller: the fastest man to Rope and ride wins the day!

[men cheering]

Nat love: this where I sign up?

Jim: hey...

What makes you think you've Got a shot?

Nat love don't run; Not from anyone.

[punch]

Man: fire!

[gunshot]

[train whistle]

Bat masterson, v/o: I was just a young man

When I first headed west.

In the years that followed,

I became a cowboy... A gunslinger...

And even served as sheriff Of dodge city,

One of the most lawless towns In the country.

My name is bat masterson.

Now I'm a reporter and I've Come west again to chronicle

The world that I know best...

The american west.

The lure of gold, land, Destiny flooded the frontier

With men both good and bad.

These are the incredible true Tales of the wild west.

♪ ♪

What's up, buddy?

How you doin', pal?

[horse blusters]

♪ ♪

Oh yeah you do, come here.

Well I'd say someone taken a Shine to you, mister.

Well, feeling's mutual.

I'm bat.

Jim waterson.

[horse blusters]

That's bandit. You lookin' to buy?

I'm looking for a story.

Heard someone around here knew The man they

Called deadwood dick.

You're not a pinkerton, are you?

No sir, I'm afraid It's worse...

I'm a journalist.

Well there've been a few cowboys Gone by that name.

Each one had to earn It for hisself.

Well, this man stood Apart from the rest.

Fella by the name of Nat love.

Nah...

I gotta see to my tasks.

My readers would Be in your debt...

As would I.

I figure I can talk and shovel At the same time.

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Before I met him, nat was just One more free man

In a country that was Suddenly full of 'em.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Jim, v/o: he won a horse in a Raffle. Good boy.

He could have rode it Straight out of tennessee

But he sold it for a hundred Dollars

And took half that money home to His mother

And used the other half To head west.

I packed plenty Of cornbread.

♪ ♪

Your daddy and I talked About this day.

I'll make you both proud.

This world is gonna know My name, mama.

You watch.

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Jim, v/o: throwing caution to The wind, nat headed west

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And turned himself into one Heck of a cowboy.

He could do it all...

Ride, rope, shoot...

Soon he was leading cattle Drives north of

Railheads in the dakotas.

[horse neighing]

[cows mooing]

Bat: I suppose you met Deadwood dick in the

Town that bears the name?

Deadwood weren't much of A town back then.

It was a...

It was a camp; An idea of a place.

Were you there to prospect?

No, no I don't have The patience.

I worked for a man named miller; Had a notion he's gonna

Put on a contest for the Fourth of july.

[gunshot, bottle breaks]

Ha-ha! Come on!

Tom miller: I don't recall Hirin' a pack of hyenas.

♪ ♪

Jim, a word. - ah we just...

We're just getting a little Shooting practice in mr. Miller.

I know that fence Will be done in time.

That's good, jim. I heard you had talent.

These folks expect A handsome fourth,

And I aim to deliver one.

I placed a good deal of faith in You winning these contests, son.

And I don't mean prayer, Follow?

I do, sir.

[pats him]

I won't let you down.

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[doors open]

♪ [tense music] ♪

This where I sign up?

♪ [tense music] ♪

Tom miller: can I help you?

♪ [tense music] ♪

I'm tom miller.

This place is my business.

Can I ask about yours?

Nat love.

I just drove some 3,000 head of Steers up from texas.

That's thirsty work and there's More than a few

Groggeries in camp.

You may find them More obliging.

Yeah, but they ain't puttin' up $200 in a roping

And shooting contest.

No, they ain't.

♪ [tense music] ♪

Jim: what makes you Think you've got a shot?

That's stormy jim,

Finest marksman In these parts...

And the odds on favorite.

Man: yeah!

♪ [tense music] ♪

Stormy jim, huh?

So you're the man to beat?

♪ [tense music] ♪

Guess I'm just gonna Have to beat you.

[men laughing]

You got sand, son!

I'll give you that.

I'll tell you what...

I'll let you claim a spot...

If you can sign your name!

[men laughing]

[pencil scratching]

My daddy taught me My letters.

♪ ♪

Hey...

I'll see you out there.

♪ ♪

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Tom miller: welcome to the First trial!

[cheering, applause]

These beasts are unbroken! [horse blusters]

They are as savage as The territory!

[men clamoring]

The fastest man to rope, saddle, And ride his steed

Wins the day!

[men cheering]

Let's begin.

♪ ♪

[fires gunshot]

[men cheering]

Man: come on, son! [horse neighing]

First one up, He ain't too quick.

[men cheering]

Tom miller: time... 27 minutes and 59 seconds.

[men cheering, applause]

[fires gunshot]

[men cheering, applause]

Will you look at that?

Oh this is even worse Than the last one!

[fires gunshot] [men cheering]

Tom miller: There we go! Oh no!

I can't barely watch, I can't barely watch.

[men cheering]

[horse neighs, blusters]

Come on, boy!

[men cheering]

Time... 17 minutes!

[men cheering, applause]

Contestant number four, Stormy jim!

[men cheering, applause]

[fires gunshot]

[men cheering]

Come on, boy! [men cheering]

Yeah, he's got 'em! He's got 'em!

♪ ♪

[men cheering]

Look at that! Time...

12 minutes, 30 seconds! [men cheering]

A new record! [men cheering]

[horse blusters]

♪ [suspense music] ♪

♪ [suspense music] ♪

And finally our last Contestant.

[fires gunshot]

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

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[men cheering]

[applause]

Time!

9 minutes.

[men cheering, applause]

♪ ♪

Ain't no shame Comin' in second.

What?

Sayin' no Shame in it.

I don't have to Take that

From the likes Of you.

The likes of me Just cleaned your clock.

Good thing I ain't The gloating type.

[laughter]

You some piece Of work.

I'd a be careful 'fore I start to

Like you, boy.

Only hicks call me boy.

You can call me nat.

Okay, nat.

Hey, just know...

I'm comin' for ya In the shootin' match.

Yeah, I don't Doubt it.

I imagine nat caught Some people by surprise.

How'd your boss Take it?

Oh, miller?

That was a man used to Things goin' his way.

And when they don't...

Terrible things Happen.

Can I buy you boys A beer?

No.

♪ ♪

♪ [ominous music] ♪

How are you, jim?

I'm fine.

Thank you, sir.

You sleepin' All right?

Well enough...

I figure.

Me? I've always Slept soundly.

Always with some Measure of alarm,

I find myself Twisting in the sheets

These past nights.

Your compatriots here Tell me

You befriended The black cowboy.

Nat's chummy enough But...

I wouldn't... Call us...

Friends.

I'd like to see You try, jim.

I'd like to see him... Comfortable.

Cozy.

And off his guard.

I got a lot of money Ridin' on you, jim.

The pot's big enough To share.

You want to be called "Deadwood dick" don't you?

Yes, sir.

Good boy.

♪ [ominous music] ♪

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You think you're Gonna do the right thing.

Comes down to it...

When you look The devil in the eye,

You shake him By the hand...

You learn about Yourself.

Did you go Through with it?

Draw nat out in the open Like miller asked?

For 30 pieces Of silver...

I played the part.

[dog barking]

That big guy sure Could drink, couldn't he?

[night sounds]

You ready for Tomorrow?

You all right, jim?

You's quiet as a mouse With a secret.

Nat.

I know this town.

Get out of here, While you still can.

What are you Talkin' about?

Showin' 'em once Was enough. Now...

They ain't gonna Let you show 'em again.

You get this straight.

Nat love don't run.

Not from anyone.

[punch]

What was that?

Just run you stupid... [punch]

[fighting]

This is the end, boy.

[gunshot]

Drop the knife!

Drop it!

You're through In this town, jim.

You're a traitor To your own kind!

I didn't have A choice!

If you...

You show up tomorrow...

You're a dead man!

We all got a choice.

Tom miller: Welcome to the final match.

Six rounds apiece...

At 50 yards.

The man with the fewest hits Is eliminated each round.

Whoever shoots the most Bottles wins.

Raise your guns, boys.

Let fire rain from The black hills.

[gunshot]

♪ ♪

Nat, what are you Doin' here?

They'll kill you just For showin' your face.

They might.

But I'm the one who Has to look in the mirror.

Can you do that, Jim?

Are we quite ready To begin?

Sho 'nuff.

♪ ♪

Fire! [cocks rifle]

[gunshot] [bottle breaks]

[gunshots] [bottles break]

[gunshots] [bottles break]

[gunshots] [bottles break]

[cocks rifle] [gunshot]

[gunshots] [bottles break]

[gunshot] [bottle breaks]

[gunshots] [bottles break]

[gunshots]

[gunshots]

It's a tie!

Two men stand...

Two pistols...

Whoever draws and shoots His bottle first...

Deadwood dick.

On my word.

♪ [suspense music] ♪

Fire! [gunshot]

♪ ♪

On my word.

♪ [suspense music] ♪

Fire!

[gunshots]

[bullets flying]

[bottle breaking]

[bullet hits wood]

[tentative applause]

[cheering, applause builds]

[men cheering, applause]

[chanting] Deadwood dick!

Deadwood dick! Deadwood dick!

Deadwood dick! Deadwood dick!

♪ ♪

Hey jim.

Well...

Deadwood dick.

You wear that name well.

Till the next man Claims it.

♪ ♪

Ain't no chance You missed that last shot

On purpose right?

I like you cowboy.

But I don't like you That much.

Where will you go?

Can't imagine your Friend's too pleased.

Turns out they were Never my friends.

♪ ♪

Long way back Home to texas.

Got a big ranch Down there.

I can always use a Set of steady hands.

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♪ ♪

Nat?

♪ ♪

My baby left...

And a man come back.

♪ ♪

Bat, v/o: the exploits of Nat love,

Forever known as "Deadwood dick"

Were immortalized in his Bestselling autobiography.

The coming of the railroads Brought an end

To the open range.

Nat finally hung up his spurs To work as a porter

For the denver railroad.

When's the last time You saw nat?

Ah...

It's been some years.

No one place can hold Him for long.

The only thing that's Really traveled

Further than nat, well...

That's his legend.

Well, I'll gladly Spread it further.

Thank you, jim.

If you don't mind...

I'd like to leave here With more than just a story.

♪ ♪

Alright bandit, I'm no

Deadwood dick, So go easy.