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Gunsmoke, starring James Arness as Matt Dillon.

versus tomorrow night. I might not even be in town tomorrow night. Well, we'll

just have to take our chances on that. Good night.

Oh, what a terrible night.

Could have closed up an hour, though, if he'd gone home.

He sure made that last beer go a long way, didn't he?

Well, let's just hope business picks up.

Kitty, speaking of business, I better go finish my rounds.

That wind sure came up, didn't it?

Yeah.

A man can catch a chill on a night like this.

Well, you know, if there's any danger of a man getting a chill, a good shot of

whiskey before bedtime will do him a world of good.

You don't know where I can get a prescription like that, Phil, do you?

Well, that's kind of hard to say. The Long Branch is officially closed, but...

I suppose we could leave the latch off the door for charitable purposes.

But I'll try to remember that.

Something wrong, Miss Kitty?

Well, I thought I had a date.

Guess I was mistaken.

Better lock up soon. Yes, ma'am. Good night, Miss Kitty. Good night.

Sam, this is the worst cup of coffee I've tasted since the time I tried to

make it.

Well, the boy's bringing some breakfast over from the dog's house. I'll run him

back for some of their coffee.

Oh, don't bother.

I don't think anybody's coffee would taste good to me today.

Good morning, Sam.

Morning, Miss Kitty.

Morning, Festus. What are you doing stirring around so early?

I'm working the course.

Oh? That is, I'm fixing to, just quick as I can find Matthew.

Well, you know, things have been kind of peaceful around here.

Oh, I ain't figuring to work for Matthew. What a day, you see. I got me a

job with old Simon Spencer, bringing some stock down from Jetmore. What's

Matt got to do with that?

Well, you know how close old Simon is with the dollar.

He ain't fixing to jar loose with a penny till I get them horses back here.

And I need...

Oh, about $10 for expenses, more or less.

Oh.

Of course, he's good for the pay, and Matthew'd give me the loan of it in a

minute if I could find him, but I ain't saw hiding her hair of him. I seen your

doors open. I figured he might have came in here to have coffee with you.

No, he hasn't.

Pot's on the bar. Help yourself.

Much obliged, Miss Kitty.

Ain't got time to sit around and jaw.

And you ain't saw him at all, huh?

No.

Well, I'll tell you what I'll do.

I'll stake you to the $10.

Kind of getting my nature to take a loan of finances from a lady, but it's hard

to tell where Matthew's at.

He could be anyplace, and, well, I got to get going this morning.

He gets around, all right.

Much obliged, Miss Kitty.

I'll pay you back before you can say a rat run over the roof of the house with

a piece of raw liver in his mouth.

I will.

I said that's enough.

He got loose, jumpy. Look at my face.

I want him alive.

He tries anything else.

You ride up ahead. I want him alive.

What happened?

He must have worked the ropes loose during the night. I was watching the

road behind.

He gave Mandy a good one. He better be alive.

Let's go.

What's wrong with his voice?

He got hit in the throat with a rifle put.

It could happen to you, big man.

You get out of line.

You sure this isn't some kind of joke, son? Ain't no joke, Dad. They got

Marshal Dillon. They're holding him all the way to the Mexican border. And if

anything happens to him, they're going to kill him.

True.

Barney found this on the door of the telegraph office when he came to work

this morning.

Lon Gorman.

You know him?

That's a fellow that killed a rancher up in Smith County about four years ago.

Beat him to death with his bare hands. Sent him to Leavenworth.

Well, what are we going to do?

The only thing we can do, Kitty, is send those wires like they asked for. I ain't

got no authority to send a telegram like that.

You don't need any authority to send a telegram. All you need is a message and

the payment. Now, there's the message, and I'll pay for it. I'll pay for it.

There you are. Now, get out of here. All of them? All of them.

Anybody tell Fishy?

No, we can't. He's on his way to Jetmore to pick up some horses. That's why I

sent for Thad.

Do you think you can catch him? Yes, ma'am. You want me to bring him back

here? Oh, no. No, don't do that, Thad. Just find him and tell him what

happened. By thunder, he'll do something.

Yes, sir.

Doug?

You scared?

Mandy and that bunch that escaped from Leavenworth Territorial Prison last

month.

I heard they were all rounded up.

I heard wrong.

I see. Twenty-two of them escaped and there's four of you left. Is that it?

That's it.

Yeah, I know the posters now.

Mandy, Torian, Gorman, and Ed Starkey. Is that it?

Starkey's dead.

Wade Keyes.

Oh, yeah. Wade Keyes, gun runner for the Apaches.

Man D wanted to hang for three murders. Torian rode with the Comancheros when

they massacred... I know what they done.

And Lon Gorman, huh?

I know what I done do, so shut up.

a posse, maybe 10, 12.

Mead County.

This is crazy. We ain't got a chance. We should have split up. Like the rest of

them. They're dead.

They're waiting for us. They ain't gonna do what you said.

They're waiting to see if we got him.

Dodge sent the wire.

They wouldn't be there.

We going to meet them?

We may be going to meet the devil, but we're all going together.

You're never gonna call this random.

In the name of 17 Billy Goats, what are you doing here? Doc and Kitty sent me

after you. What for?

The Marshal's in trouble.

Matthew is? Four escaped convicts have taken him prisoner, using him as a

shield to get across the Mexican border.

And if we don't get to them before they run across some peace officers, they're

liable to kill him.

Entering south out of Dodge, I'd take him right through Meade County.

Come on.

You still getting your stock off that Mullins outfit?

Oh, um, yeah, Mullins and Pierce, yeah.

They're doing something to it.

It's not as good as it was a year or so ago. They're putting the same label on

the bottle, but it's... Doc, what time is it?

Time?

About five, I guess. I'm usually fast.

I got ten minutes till. Why?

They should have been in Meade County before noon.

Even riding slow.

Got no way of knowing that.

Maybe Thad and Festus caught up with him.

Maybe they did. Festus is one of the best trackers in the country. We know

that. Well, then why haven't we heard something?

Oh, for heaven's sakes, Kitty, it's early.

Now, Ben Foley's a friend of Matt's, and Ben wouldn't... Ben Foley is also the

sheriff of Meade County.

Now, maybe there was some trouble.

Maybe Ben couldn't go along with the conditions in that wire.

Oh, maybe, maybe, maybe. Everything you're saying is conjecture.

That's a lot of foolishness. Here.

I want you to drink that. I know it's not as smooth as it should be, but

that's your fault. Now, that's my prescription, and you drink it.

Howdy, Festus. Howdy, Ben.

Can't say I'm surprised to see you here.

Ben, this here's Thad Greenwood. Thad, this here's Sheriff Fowler.

Mr. Greenwood, come in.

Say, did you get wire from Miss Russell, did you?

Yep, I got it.

We were afraid we wouldn't get her before they did.

You didn't.

You mean they done been here and went?

They done gone.

You saw them?

Well, we had a talk.

How many men did you have?

Oh, a dozen.

I wouldn't have done any better if I had a hundred.

You mean they bluffed their way through?

Let me tell you something, son.

I don't think they were bluffing.

Leastwise, I wasn't going to be the one to call.

Matt's a friend of mine, too.

Matt, you all right, was he? He was this afternoon.

Looked like they had to tame him a little.

You boys going after him?

I reckon we will.

As long as we don't stay on their trail, we might be able to figure out

something. Well, I wish you luck.

But if I was you...

I'd step mighty careful, lad.

I dug out these posters this afternoon, all four of them.

There ain't a one of them that wouldn't slit your throat for the pleasure.

Much blood, Bill.

Fish in a barrel.

You can finish the rest of that. We got plenty more.

No.

Nobody gonna worry about toting you around. You've fallen down drunk.

We've been on the run for a month.

A man's got a right to all that whiskey. That's all right till you get to Mexico.

Then you can drown yourself in liquor if you like. Come on, Gorman. We're only

letting off a little steam. Keep your steam.

You'll need it before we're through.

Make the Mexicans some food.

Thanks. You try something.

I'm gonna shoot you in the knee.

Man don't get around so good with that bone busted.

I expect that's a fact.

You have a chance. You're gonna take it, ain't you?

Wouldn't you if you were me?

I never had no chance.

Not till now.

I don't see it makes much difference whether you kill me now or when I get to

the border.

We'll get to the border.

You're gonna see to it.

Will you do that? Let me go?

Might.

I might trust you.

I don't know if I'd trust your friend here.

Hey, Marshal Gringo, this was a pretty good try, eh?

But now I think it's better for to put the gun down.

Move.

Look

at

this. It's the second time he's chewed me up. It ain't gonna happen again.

We still need him.

Time up.

You give this man half a chance, he'll finish the job that guard started on you

last year. Shut up.

All right.

Okay, he's all yours.

But if he looks at me cross-eyed again, you'll be carrying dead weight.

Hey, this time you better time up good, because next time we're not going to be

so close, huh?

Ain't gonna be a next time.

Come on, let's move.

I suppose I ought to thank you.

No thanks.

I saved your neck because I need you.

You're not a very good liar.

Have it your way.

German, what happened to your voice?

None of your business.

I've done told too many people too many times. Nobody believed me.

It must be important to you. I'd like to hear it.

Supposed to kill a rancher named John Chase.

Never did, never killed nobody.

Well, they said a guard was killed.

Mandy likes to kill people.

No cause, no cause for it.

Well, what'd they mean about a guard?

Oh.

Well, that was a year ago.

I don't take to being no animal in a cage.

One day, I didn't move fast enough to suit him.

And they don't tell you twice.

And I came awake three days later in a black hole.

But I remember what happened.

The guard hit me in the throat with a rifle butt.

But I wasn't knocked out, so he kept coming at me with a billy club and

beating on me around the... Them sticks got lead in them.

When I woke up...

I couldn't swallow.

I couldn't talk.

It was six months before I could say a word.

But it was a word.

It sounded like a bullfrog.

But I cried.

Like a woman when I heard it.

Gorman, if you didn't kill Chase... What difference does it make?

one killing same as the other to the law, Marshal, you know that.

Well, you just got through telling me you didn't kill the guard.

Didn't. Never killed nobody.

But I'm gonna kill somebody.

The man who did this to me, the sheriff of Smith County, he lied me out of my

life.

That's all I'm living for.

That's all I got to live for.

Smith County's in North Kansas.

He gave up the law, moved to the border.

He took the money that he got for getting rid of me.

And he bought himself a place on the border like I used to have.

He ain't gonna have it for long.

Hey, why you got the face so long, amigo?

You know, we're going to the mountain.

My mountain.

Where the whiskey is strong.

And so is the woman.

That's a long way off.

We got the ticket.

Ticket sit right over there.

That's right.

You're right.

And when the trip is over...

You'd tear up the ticket and throw it away.

There's no good for nothing else.

And the man who buys the ticket, he ain't much good neither.

Wouldn't you say?

Well,

they've been through here just a little bit ago.

Right in this very place where we're standing at.

See us here, Rock?

See how she's all scraped off by her slicker and the whistle?

That there was did by an arm-rim wagon wheel.

Well, then we can't be more than two or three hours behind them.

Well, ain't that what I just said?

Yeah. Yeah?

Well, we ain't got but about a half hour more daylight.

I think we door the bed down right here so as it won't slip up on them

unexpected.

Justice, I don't think this is... Such a good place to make a camp?

What do you mean it ain't a good place? What's wrong with it? I happen to know

it stays a spring down there, not 150 yards.

Well, I... I don't want to sound like I know it all, but I just don't think this

is the right kind of place to make a camp.

Well, what are you talking about?

Well, I could be wrong, but if you ask me, this is a good place for...

else next?

Oh, foot. They ain't gonna strike you if they ain't got no head.

Well, don't just stand there. Get your horse on the side and we're fixing to

make camp.

Kitty?

Here. Why don't they reel us?

to talk to Matt this morning and he let him through.

It's gonna be all right.

But they're halfway to the border.

Why haven't Thad and Festus done something? Well, they'll do something

when the time comes. Don't worry about it.

Of course they will.

I don't know what's the matter with me.

Well, I'll tell you.

Probably the same thing is wrong with me. We're just chewing ourselves to

bits. Well, we know all we can do is wait.

If it's this bad for us, think what it must be like for Matt.

Well, he's been in tough spots before.

Not like this.

Oh, yes, he has.

I keep trying to tell myself that they're just using him as a shield.

But if they're the kind of men that everybody says they are, what are the

chances that they won't kill him when they get to Mexico?

Well, they just... There wouldn't be any reason for them to do that. They won't

do that.

I laid awake all last night.

Trying to imagine what Dodge would be like without Matt.

What I'd be without him.

And I just couldn't.

I couldn't imagine.

And then all of a sudden, I couldn't even remember what Matt looked like.

I couldn't even remember his face.

I couldn't even... Oh, just hold it right there.

I'm gonna tell you something.

I've lived quite a bit longer than you have, Kitty, and I know something to be

true. If you think something hard enough and strong enough, you'd be amazed. An

awful lot of times, it turns out just the way you think it will and the way it

ought to.

And here's what I mean.

We're gonna hold on to the thought that Matt's gonna be all right, and we're

gonna hold on to it, you and me, just...

Just as strong as we can until we see him walk right through that door.

Is that all right with you?

All right, Pat.

Will you have a cup of coffee?

You bet we can.

What do you think?

We just can't do her, Thad.

We gotta do something.

We only got four more days to the border.

What are you gonna do now? Just walk right down yonder and start the

shooting? Is that it?

No.

But I don't think I can stand much more of this watching them beat up on the

Marshal like that and us not doing anything about it.

I know how you feel, Thad.

I keep telling myself that Matthew would rather have a couple of lumps on his

head than a bullet through it.

But you're right about one thing. We can't just sit here and watch him get

plummy into Mexico.

The roundup's about over and the ropes are getting short.

You got a plan?

I got a million of them. Ain't one of them's worth a hill of beans, though.

Actually, all it amounts to is trying to slip down there in the dark and... Cut

Matthew loose.

When? If we can't save him tonight, it's liable to be all she wrote for Matthew.

take me but about five minutes. You think you can get to them horses?

I reckon I got more of a chance of getting to the horses than you do of

getting to the marshal.

That's a lie.

Good luck.

I'll meet you back here.

These bones for the night, give them some water.

The horses.

They pulled loose.

They couldn't. I tied that picket rope myself.

I saw somebody down by the wagon

must've been a shadow.

I don't know You know, before I think I hear somebody over there.

Hey, maybe you think it's Indians, huh?

If it was Indians, they'd have taken the horses.

There they are on the trees over there.

Everybody getting jumpy over nothing.

You go back on guard.

Find the other horses.

Hobble them this time.

are taking big chances, Marshal, with your life.

You all right?

I ain't hurt, not if that's what you mean.

I heard the shooting.

You didn't get to him?

Oh, I got close, but that don't count except in horseshoes.

He isn't hurt, is he?

No, I seem to be in good shape, all right.

What do we do now?

We'll head out for Lamb County.

Tonight? We're just gonna up and leave them?

Well, they're getting too close to the border to go any place but south.

Well, what's in Lamb County?

Tomorrow's the day them killers ain't gonna go no further.

That'll be the day they say they'll kill Matthew.

Leave keys unwashed.

Make a fire.

Morning, Marshal.

You stiff?

You'll be in Mexico for long.

Be all over then.

German, you're not gonna get to Mexico unless you change your plans.

It's some kind of joke.

It's no joke.

Straight line from here to the Mexican border takes you right through Lamb

County.

Lamb County? So what?

The sheriff down there is a man named Amos Hockley. Never heard of him.

He's an old man, but he's one of the best lawmen you'll ever run across.

Friend of yours.

It won't make any difference to him.

We'll see.

Gorman, listen to me.

You told me that you never killed anybody.

Well, I believe you, and I want to help you.

But you go through Lamb County and you're going to kill or be killed before

the day's out.

Then you've got no chance at all.

In too deep, Marshal.

To turn back.

We're heading south.

Let's go.

Those men come through my county, I'm going to have to be out there to stop

them. Well, sure. They'll kill Matthew if you do that.

Here I thought you two'd known each other for a whole heap of years. Well, I

reckon I've heard him talk more about you than any other lawman.

I've been a lawman now for over 40 years.

If I had a son, I'd want him to be just like Matt Dillon.

Well, then going out there and getting Matthew killed that way don't make a

lick of sense.

Son, a man lives a whole life.

That life has to make sense.

All right, just supposing the tables is turned around.

Do you think Matthew'd go out yonder?

Well, now, if he wouldn't, he wouldn't be Matt Dillon.

Hey, boys, there's a couple of shotguns over there in that rack if you want to

come along with me.

Oh, and here's a sack full of badges.

I'd sure appreciate it if you'd go down to the saloon and see if you can gather

me up posse, hmm?

You mean you're figuring on taking posse out there, are you?

Yeah, I reckon I am.

Sheriff, I don't think I can let you do that.

If they're as close as you say they are, better hurry.

Better go down and get that posse.

Hold on, Dad.

Festus. Are you with me or against me? Well, of course I'm with you, but you're

not going to... Sorry to hear you say that, son.

I kind of figured you might have more sense.

Keep away from them guns, Sheriff. That's how I mean it.

You know, boy, I don't think you're the kind of a man that'd shoot a sheriff

down in cold blood.

Put that gun down now before I blow both your heads off.

Now, if these two barrels go off, there isn't going to be enough of you to

scrape up and put in gunny sacks and I'll put it down.

All right, boy, you too.

Come on, drop it, drop it.

All right, in the cellar.

Well, wait a minute. In these parts, we do not cotton to people who threaten our

officers. Now, go on, get in there. I'm losing my patience. Go on, go on.

Get, get.

Sir, now, you told me yourself that them men wouldn't stop at nothing, and you

know if you go out, John, they're going to kill Matthew.

Even got no shells in it.

Relax, Marshal. There ain't gonna be no trouble.

That one man's who I think it is. That's Amos Hockley. So what?

Just keep watching.

We're close enough to the border. We can make a run for it.

Get this.

What do we do?

We do the same as we always done.

We don't run.

We don't bargain.

You go right through with the marshal.

Slow and easy, Torreon.

Take your place, Sheriff.

You got the telegram?

Yeah, I got the telegram.

Hi, Matt.

Amos.

It's been a while.

Yeah, I kind of figured you'd be here.

They know each other.

What is this, Coleman?

Did you know, Dylan?

And you know that we mean business.

You're gonna kill him.

We are, unless you let us through.

You know something?

I don't think I can rightly do that.

Maybe you better get on with your killing.

Of course, you're going to be remembering before you pull that

trigger.

As soon as Matthew is dead, your shield is gone.

Then I just don't think we're going to bother to hang you.

You're going to tie your arms and legs to four different horses and spur them

real hard.

Start shooting.

We can't kill him, huh? We can't kill him?

You just watch.

Maybe I can carve him up some, too, before he dies.

Now, open up.

Open up!

All right, start working on him right now!

All right, boys.

Let him through.

Dorian, how far to the border?

Over the hill.

Three, four miles.

Three miles.

Three more miles and we got it made.

You hear that, Marshal?

Three more miles and then I fix you for good. How do you like that, big man?

I don't like it. What's the matter, Gorman?

Bother you to see your friend hurt?

Don't cut him.

Oh.

Don't cut him.

Why? Don't cut him. Who's gonna stop me? You, Gorman? Guess I'm gonna have to.

Oh, Matt.

You sure ain't very pretty, but I think you're gonna live.

I wasn't so sure how you kept urging those fellas to shoot me. You know, I

was worried about that myself.

You know, I'm beginning to think nobody can kill you, Matt.

Just take it easy, Gorman.

We'll get you to a doctor as soon as we can. It ain't so bad, Marshal.

I'll live.

I'll live long enough to hang.

Don't worry about that. You're not going to hang as long as I'm around.

You know, Matt, it looked to me like this fellow was on our side.

He was, Amos.

He sure was.

So you didn't by any chance see a couple of friends of mine on the way, did you?

Tall, gangly youngster and kind of a scroungy sidekick, not too bright.

That's the pair.

I saw them.

Yeah, one of them stuck a gun to my ribs. I had to put him in jail.

That's kind of a strange pair.

You got any more friends around like that Matthew no twos enough

Billy take care of those two