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Gunsmoke, starring James Arness as Matt Dillon.

Thanks for the help.

Sure don't give up easy, do they?

Frank Dano.

All right, Frank.

Marshal.

You heading for home?

Yeah, just stopping by to see Mom.

Look, why don't you give me a hand here? I'll buy you a drink when we get to

Dodge.

Sure won't bother you drinking with a rustler fresh out of prison?

Not if it doesn't bother you.

You hope he won't still earn his keep, huh?

Give you a hand with that? Where's Edelman?

He'll be in Saturday.

Why, he no come with you.

I got off a couple days earlier for good behavior.

Too bad you don't have the good behavior when you teach your brother to steal in

the cows.

Oh, I'd say, Papa.

I'm sorry for making you unhappy.

Boy, you're sorry.

A man who you're sorry, Frankie's always a sorry.

I just got home, Papa.

But how?

My thief and his son, he's come home.

Maybe I should hang up a flag, huh?

I just came back to say goodbye to Mama.

Your Mama is a dying!

You ask yourself why she dies!

You're bitter, Shirley, eh, Papa?

Mama?

Frankie.

Frankie. Oh, Frankie.

Now, don't you cry, Mama.

Oh, let me look at you.

Oh, Frankie.

You grow old, eh?

Just a couple of gray hairs, Mama. Becomes me, I'm told. Yes.

Good morning.

Edmund will be along in a couple days.

Now, what's this you down on the floor scrubbing? Oh, a little worker don't

hurt nobody.

But, Mama, you belong sitting on the front porch.

On the porch belongs all the women, not me.

Mama, I won't like it thinking of you here not taking care of yourself.

Hey, you leaving?

Before Papa throws me off.

No, this he would never do, Frankie.

Mama, I don't even want to talk about me staying.

I waited 60 years for my son.

Just I say goodbye.

I can't go on fighting with Papa.

I know fine.

Stay and work.

Mama. Frankie.

A man work all his life on the land.

Why?

You don't know why?

Just to give a land to his sons.

How long can I listen to Papa telling me what a rotten son I am?

It's so hard to prove he's wrong, Frankie.

Mama, I'm leaving.

Mama,

what are you trying to do? Kill yourself?

Your papa and me is one.

My son may not love one without the other one.

The land is taking all of his strength.

You don't owe him one little thing.

I... Mama, if

I stay, it'll only be until the four crops are in.

Until Edmund and Papa have things in hand.

Now, I can't stay after that.

Always. Each day, take care of yourself, Frankie.

One thing I can't stand, the smell of a jailbird.

Big brother.

Hey, look at my different. No bars in front of your face.

No better looking, just different.

Well, it improved your appearance, I'd say.

Yeah.

Oh, look at that, Frankie.

Open sky, huh?

No one telling you when you can look at it.

It's a good feeling, Edmund.

Yeah, well, now let's get this thing unloaded and get us a drink.

We'll get the drink at the house.

Mama's got the candles out, along with the finest wine and the fattest goose

you've ever seen. Hey, well, home we go, huh?

That's the Howell girl.

Sure grew up fast, all right.

You can do better than that, Brother Edmund.

I'm not too sure, Brother Frank.

A guy like Elsie waits this long to get married.

May prove a bit interesting

It's a nice cake, Mama.

A few tears are missed in with the cream.

Oh, now, you caught the bird. Maybe you don't talk so much, eh?

A leg for me, Papa.

You hear?

I bought a Mr.

Miller's apartment.

Oh, that's that place up back, isn't it?

I'm making sure your future is in the land.

Well, that sounds like a good move, Papa.

Huh, Frank?

Yeah, it sounds great.

You're going to make my farm the biggest one around.

You're going to find me out there pitching in, Papa.

Yes, sir.

You keep that son, Shannon, boy, and I'm going to outwork those mules.

You're grown, Edmond.

He was only 17.

A growing boy.

He fathers a few pleasures.

It's to see his boy growing into manhood.

We should forget about that now, Papa.

Yes. He's forgot.

Sure. Like forgetting your right hand is a cut off.

Our son's home.

All right.

I no speak about him now.

Attaboy, Papa.

All water under the bridge, as they say, huh?

Well, I mean, we all make mistakes.

Mistake?

To steal a cow's maybe.

But to teach a young brother.

All right, I no speak of it no more.

You look pale, Edmond.

Why don't you take a job with Frankie in a stable where the sun shines, eh?

I had an inside job, Mama.

Inside?

And what is inside a job?

I tried an escape the first year, and it didn't work, so I had to spend all your

time in the, uh, hole.

In a hole?

Well, it's solitary confinement.

All by yourself.

Oh, Mama, it's all over.

And you're no try-to-escape-a.

I didn't think it was a wise thing, Papa.

Six years ago, you have Edmund, a baby, stealing the cows.

It's too bad you don't think that wasn't a wise thing.

Eat. Now we eat. That's all.

Frankie, he's allowed to raise the horses.

And Edmund, he's kept in a cage like an animal.

You was a grown man.

He was only a baby.

Papa, you gotta get off Frank. He's back.

He will not be spoken of anymore.

Well, I'm gonna go out and get Frank back in here.

Old man does a lot of talking, huh?

Yeah.

Look, Frankie, you want me to tell Papa the truth about that wrestling business?

I mean, about you getting jammed up trying to pull me out of it. I'll go in

there now and I'll tell him.

No.

He'd just have two of us for whipping boys then.

Hey, look, Frankie, riding in, I seen that they're going to have a shindig in

town tonight, and why don't you and me take it in?

Maybe we can feel like we're part of the human race again, huh?

That might be an idea.

Yeah.

Come on.

Mama will feel bad if you don't eat.

Turn on that old Italian charm and show them town boys that they got some

competition with them Dodge girls out of Rebecca.

Ouch.

If you want a piece of cake, you can have it. But keep your fingers to

yourself.

But I only wanted the icing.

It's a typical masculine viewpoint if I ever heard one.

Much obliged, Miss Kitty. You're welcome, Pastor.

Oh, you're going to make a pig out of yourself right off the bat, I see.

It's your extra pieces for the extra gal I brought.

You got two girls?

It's the hagg and charm, you know. Well, what happened? I got all tangled up and

invited two gals. And, you know, Henry had done Mayflower.

And I figured it was easier to bring them both than to tell one of them why I

was partial to the other. Well, I can help you. Get your grubby fingers off.

Look at that, Doc.

Remarkable specimen.

Hey, Doc, I hear you got a call tonight.

Oh, well, they've been begging me and begging me. Well, if they hadn't been

begging him and begging him, he'd be sulking around here all night.

Since I'm the best square dance caller within 150 miles, I might have been a

little upset about it. Yes, it was kind of good.

For heaven's sake.

Go ahead and stuff yourself because there's plenty more.

I need trouble getting yourself a girl, Frankie. You just let me know.

Ladies.

You don't remember me, do you?

I do.

Um, Edmund Dano.

Yes, well, now, you tell me that someone brought you here and ruined my whole

evening.

No one brought me, Edmund.

I'm just kind of here by myself.

For once, I mean.

Oh, well, how about a little punch before the dancing starts, huh?

If you're as lost as you look, Frank, I'll introduce you to a nice girl.

Festus has two.

Oh, no, Miss Kitty. I just come along to keep Edmund company.

Yeah, he looks like he's doing all right for himself.

How's it been for you this last week?

Well, nobody seems to mind me walking on the same side of the street.

All right, now. They said we're going to have a square dance here. Let's get to

it. A lot more folks coming, but let's warm it up for them when we get here.

Sam?

Let's start Cindy for him. Let him kind of get it going. Let's go.

All right, get your partners now.

Vestas, watch out for those spurs. You're liable to kill somebody.

We got to have four couples to make a square.

George, get away from that table, for heaven's sake.

You can eat later. Hey there, Miss Kitty.

How about a little fooling around out there?

I'm sorry there, young fella, but this one's mine.

Oh, no, just a minute. I want you to meet Frank Dana.

Frank, this is Clayton Fattie of Screamwood.

We find it a little easier just to call him Thad.

Hi, Thad. Hello.

On second thought, maybe you better stick around.

I'm not used to keeping time to anything but a bullwhip. Just kidding.

Need another couple here.

Need one more couple.

One, two, three. There we go.

All right, we're all set.

Now bow to your partner.

right with the pretty little girl.

Now another man left with the old left hand right, your honey in the right left

hand, big foot up and a little foot down, make that big foot char the

ground.

Meet your honey in your promenade at home, pat her on the head, she don't

like that, give her cornbread and a swinging whirl.

You mind telling me what this is all about?

Say, throw down the cash box.

You blink, boy, and I'll spread your stomach all over this floor.

Wait, wait just a minute, Sheriff.

Don't you think you ought to tell him what's going on here?

Garden City stage was held up this morning. Shotgun rider killed.

Albert here gives a description fitting this Frank Dano.

Now you say it.

Throw down that cash box.

All right, Jackson.

Put the gun away.

Oh, Marshal.

Albert here. Yeah, I heard all about it. Now put the gun away.

You got a warrant for him?

You notice, Marshal, he won't say throw down the cash box. Now don't blame him.

He's a cattle thief.

And you can see he's not cooperating.

He's not going to answer any questions until you come back here with a warrant.

Now get out.

Throw down the cash box.

Make him say it louder.

Throw down the cash box.

Well, the highwayman kind of shouted it.

Throw down the cash box!

I'm all right.

What time does hold-up take place?

This morning's sun-up.

Frank, where were you at that time?

Hitching up the team, bringing a load of grain into town.

That's right. I saw him pulling in about 8 o'clock.

Now, nobody's gonna ride the 40 miles from Garden City to Dodge between sunup

and 8 a.m.

You still prepared to testify in court that it was Frank that held up your

stage?

Well, not if you saw him in a different place, Marshal.

How much money was in the cash box?

$20,000.

Well, right now, the way I feel,

I just as well trade places with that highwayman.

All

those

years of law, man, you still haven't learned that questioning a man in public

like that can mark him.

Tell me, Marshal, how do you mark a convicted rustler?

Get out of here.

A mean thing.

That's what it was.

Just the beginning.

The beginning?

They'll be coming after one or both of us every time something happens within a

hundred miles of here.

That's just unfair.

We only have one life to live, Elsie.

I should go along with that.

I figured you would.

Ah, Brother Frank.

It's almost morning.

Yeah, well, I see there's partial moonlight.

Elsie's not only man-hungry, she's downright stupid.

You got her points, Frankie.

Like working in the express office?

If that's the way you feel about it, don't ask any more questions.

You think about what it'll do to Mama?

Oh, no, don't start telling me about Mama and Papa.

Their lives are over with. Mine's just beginning.

All right, then let's talk about yours.

What can you get out of that safe that's worth more than working this land with

Papa?

Oh, Frankie.

I'm rolling a pair of dice.

Win all or lose it.

I'm gonna hoot and holler high, wide and handsome, making up six years.

Papa? Every time I see him, I see walls going up all around me.

Fact is, I hate him as much as you, Frank.

I don't hate Papa.

You're the same as he is.

Stick around here long enough, you're gonna smell like the same dirt coming in

from the fields.

Maybe you're right, Frank.

You can have something.

Here's something I'm going to teach you. I learned behind the wall, big brother.

Always leave a man. Remember, he don't ever mess with you again.

You sleep tonight, and I'll be out first thing in the morning this year.

Well, I'm going to be very honest with you.

Your mother will never get up out of that bed.

How long will it be, Doc?

Well, I can't tell you that. Two weeks, maybe. I'm surprised her heart's held

out this long.

Nothing could be done.

No, nothing.

If she wakes up, just give her anything she wants and... Just sit with

her.

Edmund? I don't want to talk about it.

I do want to talk about it, and I want to talk about it now.

Well, now, you save your breath and stay out of my way, big brother.

That's just about as plain as I'm ever gonna put it.

You listen to me, boy.

You heard the doctor.

Mama's got two weeks to live, maybe less.

And if she finds out about this, she won't live two days.

Can't you see I'm trying to help you?

The last time you tried to help me, big brother, I spent six years in prison.

This time I do it my way.

Papa, I got to talk to you.

You kill her.

No, Papa, please.

Mama is dying.

Well, I'm crying too, Papa.

What is wrong in this house from the day Frankie's born? Who's to the trouble

make?

I need your help, Papa.

You need my help.

It's about Edmund.

You don't talk to me about him, not now or ever.

I don't want to hear from you no more.

You understand?

Yes, Papa.

Well, I'll move my things over to the old Miller place.

And I'll stay there until Mama doesn't need me anymore.

Then I'll be leaving.

Dear Frank, you shouldn't have ever come home.

I've seen you looking better.

Somebody own up a stagecoach?

No, I just dropped by to say hello.

I don't think you'd just drop by anyplace, Marshal.

All right, I thought maybe I could help.

Sure, Marshal.

How do you just walk away?

How's that?

How do you say you don't care?

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

I came by to tell you it looks like there's a new herd headed up for Wild

Horse Flats.

Now, Festa started up that way. I thought you might like to join him.

He said he'd wait for you till noon in case you were interested.

Look at that scutter with his head just held up so proud, just like the king.

No sight of offense, does that, Festus?

Matthews is saying you had the idea about getting yourself a horse rancher,

raising a special kind of a horse.

Buy up the kind of land we're looking at.

Flats, canyons around it.

Can't farm it, can't graze on it.

Maybe get it for a dollar an acre.

Yeah, even less than that.

You buy up as much of it as you can, so that the hills become your fences.

All a horse sees is the big sky.

No man-made barriers.

Come a time, Festus, when your brand would stand for spirit.

Come a time it'd mean there's a wildness in your animal that stamps him as

something special.

He'd carry you, always with his head held high.

Never letting you forget that the land belongs to him, too.

Sounds like a special kind of a horse, all right. I believe you're just the

kind of a puller that can get her done, too, Frank.

Takes a man with the same kind of spirit those horses have, Festus.

A man who sees no fences around him.

And a lot more free than I'll ever be.

I'll come in from the west. With a little luck, maybe we'll drive a half

dozen of those horses up the canyon. Give them a whirl.

Apparently, he was trying to steal one of Will Baker's horses.

When they challenged him, he started shooting, and the foreman killed him.

They found this outside the bar in the morning.

That's it, Mr.

Daniels. 20,000 right to the penny.

I don't want to scrub out all the doubts, Matthew.

It's money from the Garden City stage, all right.

You're always a lucky thing.

I wish they were all that easy.

I'll ship it up to Garden City in the morning.

All right.

Any about time you thought about going home, Elsie?

Isn't this the night I get our bills all the way, Mr. Daniels?

Oh, I can wait till the morning.

I don't mind doing it tonight.

I'll say, I'll clean up some of my own work.

Oh, well, I didn't mean for you to put yourself out.

Mrs. has some ladies coming over tonight.

What a time as any to keep myself occupied.

I think we're out of vouchers reports, Mr.

Daniels.

Shouldn't be. There might be some in the supply room.

Shall I put the petty cash box away, Mr. Daniels?

Elsie, why wasn't that placed in the safe before?

Just forgot, I guess.

Bring it over.

in the saddlebags.

You're not very professional, Edmund.

Mask doesn't disguise a voice.

Do what you're told.

You marrying, Elsie?

Meeting you later in Mexico?

Confounding everybody who the masked man was after he kills me?

Nobody's getting hurt, Mr. Daniels.

Your biggest crime here, Elsie, is stupidity.

Fill that saddlebag.

Same story.

Somebody came through the back.

Nobody's getting hurt.

That's what you said, Edmund?

Nobody's getting hurt.

Matthew's at two corners fetching.

It's your mother, Frank.

Doc sent me out to tell you that he thought maybe you and your brother ought

to be there.

Has Ed been there?

No.

He must be in town.

I'll write in and see if I can find it for you.

Thanks, Dad.

What are you talking about, Edmund?

I figured I'd tie an old man Daniels up.

I wouldn't find him till morning.

A whole night's start, I figured out.

But there was a shooting.

Why don't you make a trail south for me, and I'll head into the canyons.

You're not going anywhere.

Frank, you're not listening to me.

Daniels is dead.

You're my brother, Frank!

You'll be hanging me up!

Sorry, Edmund, I can't help you this time.

What are you talking about?

Mama's dying, and she wants to see you.

You're out of your head with me, maybe a half hour ahead of a posse?

We're going to Mama.

I can't do anything for Mama.

It's important that she sees you.

Nothing you'll ever do again will be that important.

I can't do anything for Mama!

You give me that rain.

Minute to Mama, Edmund.

Because one time we're going to make sure she knows she has two sons.

You give me the rain.

For once, Edmund, you're going to give a little to somebody else.

If only her life could have been happier.

Well, maybe she was happier than you think.

Wonderful thing about mothers.

They have an amazing capacity for understanding just about anything.

I'll be near the room.

Hermione.

I had a dream.

Nice dream.

Mama, you don't have to talk.

What is left?

A word to my sons.

We'd rather you felt good, Mama.

I dream you, Hermonde, little boys again.

Run, run,

run to Mama.

Nice dream.

Don't you tire yourself, Mama.

Frankie.

Yes, Mama?

I forgive you.

Thanks, Mom.

There was nowhere to go, son.

You're wrong, Marshal.

I had my brother's fancy horse over that hill, and you would never...

Well, I head on over to the old Miller place from here, pack my things, and

head out.

The funerals are over, and there's nothing to hold a father and a son.

There's no hard feelings.

I just have to get away.

Your father's a stupid man.

It's all in the past.

No, I speak of the future.

The bank are telling me that for my farmlands, I could buy the wild horse of

the lads. I say yes.

I will think about it.

Your farmland for the flats?

These flats, they're a hundred times bigger, no?

Well, sure, they're bigger, Papa.

But you can't get a dollar of profit out of the flats from one year to the next.

I will take a time and I will bet to you that I will live to see the day when

there will be horses named Dana Horses.

Papa, it's insane.

How long ago did you say that you will have your name on horses?

It was just a boy talking, a boy dreaming.

A boy, yes, but a dream, I don't think.

I will buy those flats, Frankie.

Papa, you know how many hungry days you have in store for you?

An old man, Frankie, stops being hungry for food.

It's what he leaves behind.

Even a word from his son.

That something had changed because his father lived.

I make many mistakes.

I cannot cry like a mama.

But I can ask, was the mistake so big?

Between the two of us, we're probably going to have the biggest mistake this

county's ever seen.

Papa, they're laughing at us. So they laugh.

I will show them a man called Dano that they will be hearing about.