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Bat, v/o: there's a reason they Called it the wild west.

[gunshot]

James manning: he took your job.

He took your pride.

[punch]

What makes you think he Wouldn't take your life?

Bill johnson: marshal! [gunshot]

There are two mexicans missing Somewhere in texas.

Fredericks: your compadres Got what they deserved.

[drawing weapons]

Gus krempkau: hey, Hey, hey, hey.

[train whistle]

Bat, 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.

Lure of gold... Land... Destiny

Flooded the frontier with Men both good and bad.

These are the incredible true Tales of the wild west.

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[knocking on door]

Manuel balderas: Senor masterson.

My name is manuel balderas.

I am driving cattle Up from texas.

I've never been known to Pass up a good steak.

If you're- if you're looking for The stockyards right around the-

I'm looking for you.

My men tell me you are A great narrador.

A tale teller of the west.

And you'd like me to tell yours.

Not mine.

A man I once knew in El paso years ago.

His name was Dallas stoudenmire.

The gunfighter?

He was a marshal When I met him.

Lawman or not, stoudenmire was In some nasty shootouts.

Tough reputation, that one.

Claro.

Was not a gentle man,

But he was a good man.

He helped me when No one else would.

I'll be blunt.

I'm not smelling enough For a story.

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If it's gunfights You want,

I saw his most famous battle.

It only lasted 5 seconds,

But four men lay dead.

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Por favor.

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5 seconds huh?

5 seconds.

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They called el paso the Six shooter capital.

The city needed a new marshal,

Someone tough enough to lay Down the law in a lawless place.

That was stoudenmire.

Marshal? I'm krempkau, City constable.

Feel free to call me gus.

[rattling locked door]

Yeah. Small problem With the key.

I don't have it.

Who does?

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Yeah drown 'em out bill, Ain't no shame in it.

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Kicked to the curb.

After all I've done For this town.

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You've been the only true Friend to me, jim.

Yeah, well, I told the mayor to Keep you on, but,

Yeah, that's Just politics.

Wait and see how long This new boy lasts.

This place is going To eat him alive.

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Who wants to have a drink with Their favorite marshal?

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How about you, senorita?

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Isabella: por favor, Dejame en paz.

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Beg pardon, senorita.

Bill: speak of the devil,

My replacement.

You come to buy me a drink?

Come to reclaim City property.

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[keys jingle]

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Easy fella. [chuckling]

You ain't the one I Want to dance with.

Dallas: she don't care To dance either.

Leave her alone.

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[laughter]

Bill: what's the Matter, marshal?

You can't take A little joke?

[punch] [bill falls to the floor]

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[bill grunts and strains]

Ah!

James: hey, stoudenmire!

I heard about you.

I heard your real slick with The pistol back home.

But you ain't in alabama now.

You in my town.

Is that a fact?

Can't say I heard A thing about you.

Well, you will.

[swinging doors squeak]

Get up, bill.

New marshal was Making fast friends.

James manning.

He and his brother had a Lot of pull in el paso.

Lawless.

That was the way that They liked it.

Sounds like they finally met Their match in stoudenmire.

He came from the texas rangers.

He could shoot with both hands.

Kill with both hands.

What about you, manuel?

What were you doing in el paso?

I ran the rancho tres Palmas in mexico.

One night, rustlers came and Stole thirty head of my cattle.

Took them north of the border.

So, you went to texas Looking for them?

No, senor.

I went to look for my men.

Dallas: walk me through It again.

Manuel: pues nunca regresaron Mis hombres,

Seguimos su rastro Hasta el paso.

He sent two cowhands up From mexico

To chase after These thieves.

Sounds like they were Headed to el paso.

Manuel: si. And they Never came home.

So there are two mexicans Missing somewhere in texas.

What would you like Me to do about that?

Marshal. John hale's got a Ranch outside of town.

Now, I heard some of his crew Just rode back from mexico.

And those boys- [scoffs]

They've rustled their Fair share of cattle.

No one's done Anything about it?

No one's been Fool enough to try.

Hale's got friends Where it counts.

Friends like the mannings.

Manuel: my men.

They have families waiting

For them back home.

They're like my own family.

Will you help me or not?

Constable.

Let's pay the hale Ranch a visit.

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[vultures cawing]

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Marshal.

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John: well-

What have we got here?

George: some uninvited Guests, johnny.

Now, which of you is hale?

John: well, this here Is my property.

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See you've all helped Yourselves to it.

Dallas: how did two vaqueros Come to get killed on your Ranch?

John: well, what else are my Men supposed to do with,

Cattle rustlers? Manuel: tu mientes!

Gus: hey, hey, Balderas, relax.

Get a hold of your mutt Marshal!

Which one of You killed my men?

Fredericks: your compadres Got what they deserve.

[spits] [weapons being drawn]

Hey, hey, hey!

♪ [wild west chronicles theme] ♪

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If y'all are Done, showing off.

George: tell the hothead To go first.

Manuel: they killed my men. They'll kill us too!

Dallas: don't give them a reason To.

[manuel grunts in frustration] Balderas.

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John: we about through Here, marshal?

Seems pretty open And shut to me.

Dallas: not quite.

Boys, you admit to killing Those two mexicans?

Fredericks: I had no choice.

They drew on us.

A fair fight, huh?

Then how'd they manage to get Bullets in their backs?

I'm placing you both under Arrest for murder.

Constable. Gus: gladly.

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Fredericks: you gonna let them Do this to us, mr. Hale?

John: settle down there Now, fredricks.

It ain't gonna stick.

You see this man,

Well he's just trying to Make a name for himself.

He doesn't realize

That all he's really doing,

Is making enemies.

Dallas: that a threat hale?

That's a promise.

Manuel: it was only his Third day on the job-

But the marshal was True to his word.

He put those killers In front of a judge

And he didn't care what Anyone thought.

And the verdict?

There was none.

The judge knew he was sitting On a powder keg.

Find them innocent, Inflame the mexicans.

Find them guilty

And hale's men would Storm the jail.

Well they weren't Released, were they?

Manuel: no.

The judge postponed the trial.

I take it you weren't Satisfied with that?

Does that sound like Justice to you senor?

No trial, no sentence.

How can I go back to my Ranch with nothing?

They're in a cell.

No one's takin' 'em out So long as I'm marshal.

I did all I could.

Verdad.

You did.

Gracias.

Dallas: stick with them Until they leave town.

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John: hey, constable.

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I'd like a word with you.

Gus: not this minute, john.

Go back inside. Finish Your drink.

George: where are you Taking your amigos?

Sneaking them back Over the border?

Now, that's enough

From both of you.

[spits]

Well, I think him and his boss Forgot where they are.

John: I think he forgot Who these people are.

Any americans that's friends With mexicans-

Well, they'll be hanged.

Gus: yeah?

Things are changing around here.

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[bottle drops and shatters]

Pistola!

[cocking guns] [gunshot]

♪ [wild west chronicles theme] ♪

Well?

What happened next?

It was over so quickly.

It's difficult to...

It's all right.

Take your time.

Walk me through it-

Moment by moment.

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♪ [intense music] [clock chimes]

[bottle drops and breaks]

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[gunshot]

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[clock chimes]

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[pocket watch ticking]

5 seconds.

It's nothing.

It felt like a lifetime.

Stoudenmire wanted to give the Law a fighting chance.

Now he had a massacre On his hands.

How'd the town take it?

That gunfight should Have ended everything.

But it was just the beginning.

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James: that marshal thinks he Can just shoot people

In broad daylight.

Those were friends of ours, Bill.

Bill: everyone needs a friend.

James: reign of terror Is what it is.

Any one of us could be next.

Bill: I'd like to see that Walking pencil try it.

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James: hey.

He took your job.

He took your pride.

What makes you think he Won't take your life?

You see-

The stronger man...

He takes matters into His own hands.

He does that,

And his friends remember.

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♪ [suspense music] ♪

♪ [suspense music] ♪

[cocks gun]

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♪ [wild west chronicles theme] ♪

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[cocks gun]

[gunshot]

Ah! No!

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[gunshot]

[gunshot]

[gunshot] Bill: where are you?

Where are you?

[gunshot]

[groaning]

[breathing heavily]

Dallas: why did you do that?

Bill: they're coming for you,

And they ain't never gonna stop.

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Cut the head of a snake and-

A second one gross In its place. Si.

How did he hope to Stay on as marshal?

The whole town gunning for him.

Manuel: he stayed for a year,

Always looking over his Shoulder.

But after that, He left the law.

Found a wife.

Hang up the guns?

Not so easy.

The manning brothers would Not let it rest.

One day in september,

Stoudenmire met with Them to talk peace.

But it never did.

[pouring drink]

[swinging doors squeak]

Dallas: james.

Frank.

[slurping drink]

James: alright. Speak your Piece, stoudenmire.

I've had enough.

And I don't want to spend The time I've got left

Thinking about you boys.

Well, maybe you should Have thought of that

Before your killing spree.

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I only ever did my job.

You can't go back,

Can't change things as much As we might like to.

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What's it going to be?

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[flipping over table]

[gunshot]

[gunshot]

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[cocks gun]

[gunshot]

[clock chimes]

[clock chimes]

[clock chimes]

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Bat, v/o: the manning brothers Stood trial for murder.

A jury comprised of their Friends acquitted them both.

Dallas stoudenmire's wife, Isabelle, buried her husband in Alleyton, texas.

They were married Only seven months.

Not all stories end The way you'd hope.

The marshal's was Too quickly forgotten.

It was more than Just a gunfight.

It was a man standing up.

Doing his duty.

When it cost everything.

I've spoken of him many Times on many trails.

But now my riding days Are coming to an end.

I leave his tale in your hands.

I will try to do it justice.

Hasta luego my friend.

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Five seconds.

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