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Gunsmoke, starring James Arness as Matt Dillon.

Buffalo, maybe?

Ain't been no buffalo here for two or three years.

Well, sure is something down there.

Well, what do you know?

Dead looks like

How

much

$3

What's that there?

We're rich.

Well, well, well.

If it ain't the good Samaritan.

I'm just going to keep you here for a while. You'll be more comfortable than

you would be in the hotel, and I can kind of keep an eye on you that way.

It really hurts.

Yeah, I know it does.

This might get to hurting some more, too.

I think you can handle that all right, can't you?

I'm scared.

You're scared, huh?

Yes, it kind of scares me.

No, I'm...

My mama died burying me.

That's a lot of nonsense.

You don't want to worry about that. What happened to your mom has got nothing to

do with you at all.

Not a thing.

Now, you listen to me.

I want you to get some sleep. I know you're hot and uncomfortable here, but

you just close those pretty eyes and let that sedative go to work on you.

I won't be very far away.

Morning mail. Thought I'd fetch it by for you. Probably drug samples. I got a

million of them. Just put it on the desk over there. Okay.

Hey, Doc.

How's Amy Boyle?

She's all right.

Since you're so interested, why don't you just stay here and kind of keep your

ears open in case she needs me?

Do that, will you?

Okay. I want to take a look and see if I can't find Mrs. Bailey to come up here

and sit with her, and then I won't need you anymore.

Okay. Oh, wait a minute. What if she decides to, you know... Decides to what?

Give birth?

Yeah.

In that case, there's a book there on the end. You might look it over. It's

got all about emergency delivery procedures, and you can... Oh, for

heaven's sake, keep your fingers off of my books. I'm only joking. Sit down.

Don't touch anything around here. Just listen.

Hello, Doc.

What's the matter? Heat got you down? Yeah, just about.

Well, then, let me buy you a beer up the Long Branch.

No, thanks.

No.

How's Amy?

Well, I'm a little worried about her, I'll tell you that. Maybe I should have

taken her to Hayes City. In case of complications, better facilities there.

Why don't you take her down there now?

It's a little late for that.

Marshal. What do you got here?

Prisoner. Brought him in for some fixing by your doc.

You got one?

Yeah, right there.

What happened to him? Horse spilled him.

He's been bleeding some.

John Drago.

Oh, he is. We picked him up 40 miles to the north, taking him all the way to the

mix border.

We was hoping you could put him in your jail, Marshalls. Give him time for the

doc to patch him up.

You men bounty hunters, huh?

To we all.

Rudy, run for my office and bring my bag.

Better get in with the hotel man. A hotel?

Now, he'd be a lot safer off in jail.

We ought to kill him?

We don't much care what happens to him.

Just so long as he don't escape before we get our money for him.

Hotel's right over there.

Surprise, he's still alive.

Johnny Draco. Worth a lot of money, I guess.

Mexican government's offering 30,000 in gold for him.

You just swallow that right now, and I'll have old Sam fetch us a couple of

more.

Howdy, Doc.

Doc, have you got any word on Amy? Any change?

No, there's been no change. Just sit down and have your beer. I'll let you

know when there's a change. Got time to sit down and jog?

No, thanks, Festus. I got another patient over in the hotel now.

Bad, ain't it?

Who said it was bad? I didn't say so. What do you want to jump at conclusions

for? I'll take care of it.

Festus, what I want you to do is see if you can't find old Mrs. Bailey, you

know? And when you do, ask her to come up to my office. I want her to sit with

Amy.

Festus, let me do it. I'll do it.

Well, that's fine. Mrs. Bailey.

Where can I find her? Well, I don't know where to find her. Just look for her.

Keep looking. You'll find her.

He sure is nervous, ain't he, Doc?

Yeah, and I can't say that I blame him very much either.

No, Doc.

Times like these, I got a heap of respect for you medicine folks.

Just holding life right in your own hands, you might say.

Well, I'll declare.

We hadn't figured on those thongs coming off until we turned them over at the

next border for cash.

He's not going anywhere.

Let's go and get some of that beer, Holly.

You fix him up real quick. We want to get on the trail before noon.

Face I wouldn't want to have to get up to in the morning.

You don't like my face, huh?

Well, it's some better than yours right now, I'll tell you that.

Where are the Jackals?

They're out having a beer.

They can't get very drunk, can they?

How come?

Yeah, at least.

Probably got a skull fracture and his shoulders all chewed up there.

Lost an awful lot of blood.

I'll tell you something, if they try to put him on a horse today, they might as

well start digging his grave.

I'll settle my bill now, please.

Oh, yes.

Take me just a minute to total it, Mr. Flint.

Oh, Marshal, was that really John Drago those men brought in? That's him.

John Gregoff?

Yes, he was just brought in by two bounty hunters.

$30,000 in gold.

That's his price.

You fellas sure must have kicked up your heels finding him.

It was a right kindly feeling for sure.

Well, there's one part I don't understand.

Him being born on this side and a Mexican citizen.

Oh, he changed a while back.

Nobody up this way sorry about disowning him.

Marshal, come and have a beer.

No, thanks.

I just stopped by to tell you that your man won't be leaving. Doc says it'd kill

him to get on a horse tonight.

Marshal, we got $30,000 in gold coming at the next border for Draco, dead or

alive.

We don't care if he gets there on his hands and knees or with pennies on his

eye, as long as he gets there.

I'm going to tell you this just once more so you understand.

Drago may be a wanted man, but he's got rights in Dodge, and those rights are

going to be observed.

So what's the answer?

When Doc Adams says he's ready to move and get on a horse without it killing

him, you can take him out of here.

Not before.

Gentlemen,

any objections to me buying the drinks?

A bottle of your best. Yes, sir.

What axe are you grinding?

My name is George Flint.

I represent the Kansas City Beacon.

Thank you.

If you gentlemen have no objections to having your names in the papers, perhaps

you'd like to give me the details of Drago's capture.

Of course, Matthew. I'd be glad to help out. You know that.

Well, that's fine, but of course we'll need somebody to spell you. How about

that?

Doc's got him sitting with Amy.

Tell you what, supposing we get to Austin, he's got to be in town until Amy

has her youngin'. Besides, he'd like to pick up a couple of dollars for

deputizing. All right, that's a good idea.

Tell him to stop by my office. I'll give him a gun and a badge.

I'll do it, Matthew.

Oh, no, no. He didn't draw no gun. He was out called.

For a while there, we thought he was dead.

Just like the fella said.

Just like stumbling over a gold mine.

I sure envy you fellas.

You got a match?

Yeah, sure. Old Mac's government stands behind the price.

Delivery at the border.

Well, I'll get this wired off.

Oh.

Do you two men do much thinking about Drago dying up in his hotel room from

his injuries?

Well, we ain't fussy about the way he dies. We watch his dead or alive.

Yes, but if he dies from accidental injuries, if his death was imminent at

the time that you picked him up, then what?

Well, he's still our property no matter.

You don't seem to get the point.

Drago alive at the border, you get paid.

A bullet in his head, you get paid.

I can't see the Mexican government paying for a man who would be dead

whether you came across him or not.

I mean, don't get a reward.

Don't seem right.

Don't.

These boys bring him in with a bullet hole in him and...

Be no question, they get the reward.

As a matter of fact, that's true.

The marshal would have to report Drago dead.

Five-cent bullet before you came into town to protect $30,000.

You men weren't thinking too clearly.

Wait a minute. Nothing says Drago ain't gonna live. He just busted up a little,

that's all.

We can shoot him at any time. Nothing says we're not killing the wanted man

who could be escaping later if we don't kill him.

As long as he dies from a bullet, nobody can prove he died from

anything else.

They don't aim to be doing it now.

All right, now, don't move that arm in here. I'll have to tie it up a lot

tighter and nothing will be comfortable.

What I want you to do is just rest and try to make up some of that lost blood

there.

Was that funny?

From my point of view, you're fixing me up.

So I can enjoy my own hanging.

Well, not exactly.

From what I hear about you, nobody deserves it anymore.

Again, it depends.

Depends on what?

It depends on which end of the rope you happen to be on.

Gunfighter's one thing.

But killing people, just anybody that happens to be in your way, that's

something else again.

Oh, come on, Doc.

You're a smart man.

Look, I'm in a war.

Anybody who tries to make rules in a war is a fool.

Who's up there with him?

I ain't gonna ask you again.

Hold on here.

Marshal, we come to get our prisoner.

You can have him when he's well enough to walk out of that room on his own.

He living or dying?

He's alive, and he may stay that way if he's left alone a while.

Everyone's a witness, and Marshall says he's still alive.

Stay right where you are.

Now, Marshall, you ain't got any right to be gambling with our reward money.

We've been discussing the irony of the situation, Marshall.

If Drago should die of his injuries up in that room, it's doubtful if any

reward will be paid.

Who are you?

Flint, Kansas City Beacon.

Oh, I'm not advocating anything here, Marshall.

Simply explaining the situation.

I'm going to get our prisoner.

Hold it.

All right, Marshal.

You don't have any right to keep us from going on up there.

If I catch either of you around this hotel, that he's well enough to move out

of here, I'm going to throw you in jail.

Now go on, get out of here, all of you.

Go on, break it up.

Flint, eh?

Kansas City Beacon.

Is it you that stirred those two up like that?

Analyzing their predicament, nothing more.

Never mind my bill just yet. I'll be staying another night at least.

Excuse me, Moshe.

How come you're writing so much?

I'm roughing in the background for two stories.

One, if Drago should die up in that hotel room.

And the other, if you take him on to the border.

You mean how you figure it's gonna go for us if we get our

bounty money?

In simple terms, yes.

Oh. How do you figure it's going to go?

That's my secret.

I'm beginning to like you less and less with your writing.

Despite the fact you're buying out.

Wills.

Wales! Wales!

We got it covered. You can go back where you come from.

Yeah.

Heard you got the real big one, Ollie.

You don't have to come sniffing around here.

Why, we just come up to wish you luck.

Why don't you try moving in?

Oh, you're sure aging some, Holly.

You're getting too nervous for this business, I'd say.

Gentlemen.

Gentlemen.

I'm not very well acquainted with the ethics of your profession.

But I take it you're now afraid of poachers? We get Draco on the trail and

they'll be after us like a pack of wolves.

There ain't nothing they wouldn't do for $30,000.

Between us, there's very little I wouldn't do for $30,000.

I have a suggestion that might solve your problem.

What? Well, you're both standing kind of naked with a marshal on one side and

bounty hunters on the other.

So?

If I were in your position, I'd try to fix it to get some more strength on my

side. Yeah, and how do we do that?

Well, one thing, you could sell shares in Drago.

Shares?

Sell Drago?

Auction them all.

Part of them.

Think of it in practical business terms.

Your property is worth $30,000.

That $30,000 is in jeopardy because you might not be able to protect Drago once

he left the house.

Go on talking, mister.

On the way to the border, you'd be a lot safer if you weren't alone.

Now you bring them in on it.

It'd be good to have some people along who also had a financial interest in

seeing the Drago go all the way to Mexico.

We're going to take our chances with the likes of them, I'll tell you that.

Suit yourself, but... Supposing Drago dies up in that room.

You'll get nothing.

If it were I, I wouldn't just stand by and watch $30,000 evaporate.

Oh, no.

No, I'd sell part of my interest in Drago.

Put some insurance in my pocket.

Just in case.

My word.

Water.

Please.

Please. It's your thing. You bet.

Water. Some water. Right over here.

Please. Hold on now.

Here you go.

Water. Okay.

Now you just take little sips at a time here.

Back up.

Just hang back, everybody.

Doc?

I was just giving him a drink of water.

You hurt?

No. Well, it went wild, Marshal.

I'm sorry. I'm sure sorry, but he didn't look like he could move a hand.

Better help me get him up on the bed.

I got a right to be in there.

You can go up there when the Marshal says you can.

You getting a double cross, Ollie?

Somebody else put a hold on Draco?

I sure am sorry about this, Marshal. Well, I guess there's no harm done.

From now on, leave your gun on the table if you have to go near the bed here.

I'd tell Festus the same thing. I'd do that.

These men have a right to know what took place up there. When the marshal comes

down, you know.

He's off property.

All right, all right.

Drago tried to take a gun from my deputy. Nobody's hurt. Now let's break

it up and move along.

You seem to be saying Drago still has considerable strength.

He's not strong enough to be traveling soon.

We'll talk about it in the morning.

Right now, break it up and move along.

It would have been a heap better if we could have had a cooler day for this

kind of goings-on, wouldn't it?

Yeah. I'll tell you this, Matthew. If we don't get a breeze through this town

directly, it's fixing to be a long night.

Uh-huh.

Molly! Molly!

Listen to me!

Got something to say about our property.

About John Drake.

dollars in gold down at the next border for him, right?

Well, maybe we can't get him there.

I mean, maybe we can't even get him out of town.

Maybe he's gonna die up there in that hotel.

I mean, what I'm trying to tell you is... Well, what are you trying to say,

Holly? Well, it's just that he might die, and then we might not get nothing.

It's just there's so many maybes walking me, we decided to take out some

insurance. Insurance?

to sell half of John Drago for cold cash.

Now,

we're

putting up shares in them at 10 cents on the dollar.

Thought I'd heard everything.

Why, now, wait a minute. Wait.

Now, maybe you know something about Drago we don't know.

Putting up $10 and getting back $100?

Now, me and my partners are willing to put up $500 flat for that whole other

half.

$0.10 on the dollar. That's the lowest

we're going to go.

Put me down for honor. All right. All right. I'll take a hundred.

Seven. Seven.

How much money you got?

Oh, twelve or thirteen dollars. Come on. Give it to me. Give me your money.

I don't know. Don't be a fool.

We put up twenty dollars between us and we get back two hundred. Two hundred.

Come on. Give me.

It's silly for you to worry about me, because I'm fine.

I'm eating, and I'm taking care of myself.

Amy, you never noticed this, did you? Look here.

Look, you see, I'm a deputy.

No.

Well, now, look, it may not last long, you see. It just may be for tonight.

That's still a really proud thing, Austin.

I'm getting paid $3.

I should have had you in a hospital in Hay City by now.

It ain't your fault we didn't have the money.

Well, I could have tried to get some money. I should have sold a farm or

tried something.

Oh, hush now, baby.

I'm going

to

sleep now, Austin.

She's doing real good, Austin.

I guess so, Thad.

No, I mean it. She's doing just great.

Is Doc sending somebody up?

I mean to sit with Amy.

Well, he was trying to get Mrs. Bailey, but she's out of town. I think he's

still looking for somebody.

What are you doing out here? Is Amy asleep?

Yeah, Doc. She's asleep.

Oh, that's good.

She keeps moaning.

Kind of to be expected. I don't know why in thunder it is, but somehow or other

there seems to be an awful lot of pain attached to getting into this world.

Tell you something else.

I've noticed that women handle the pain pretty good.

Doc. Men don't seem to be able to, though. Doc, I've been thinking about

that hospital over in Hayes City. I never took her there like you wanted me

to. Well, a little late to be thinking about that. Why don't we just try and do

what we can here?

If anything happens, I'm to blame.

Oh, for heaven's sake, you're not to blame.

Doc, I've been thinking, too, about that farm of mine.

Four acres of scrub.

I keep working it, you know, year after year.

But I can't seem to pocket a single penny.

What about?

Well, I don't know.

Don't seem fair to bring a young one into the world when you've got nothing

to share with them.

Not a thing.

Let me tell you something, young fella.

You listen to me.

I know what you're thinking. I know how worried you are.

But I've delivered an awful lot of babies around here, and I've seen quite

a few of them grow up, too.

And what they've amounted to hasn't got a thing in the world to do with a dollar

one way or the other. Not a thing.

The important thing is this.

You and your wife are nice young folks, and you love each other.

And you're going to love that baby when it gets here, too.

And I'm a little too busy to be sitting out here talking to you about it.

But I want you to do some thinking about it, because it's the truth.

Mr. Austin.

Mr. Austin.

Can I talk to you for a minute?

Well, who for, Mr.

Halligan?

In here.

Calm down.

Easy, boy. Calm down. See?

Quiet. Look at this.

That's $100 in gold.

It's listening money, boy.

You don't like what you hear?

You just forget about it.

Give me that paper.

I want you to see something.

See that?

There are 12 names on there, and these are ones you own in shares in Drago. And

look at there. There's your name, Orson Boyle, and right alongside it says 10%.

You owe 10% of Drago.

But I never bought no share in this. I know. We give it to you.

10% of Draco, that's $3,000 you're gonna be getting. We won't get a tussle with

him again like today and say he's trying to escape.

What? Oh, no.

Maybe he's gonna get better. Maybe he ain't.

We don't rightly care.

So tonight we end it.

You kill him and say he was trying to escape.

Well, then they send the money up and we get our share like it's wrote on this

paper.

No, I couldn't. I couldn't kill a man like that at all. All right.

The law can't touch you for killing a man who's wanted dead or alive.

That's right, boy.

No, I wouldn't do it. All right, cut out. Cut out. Just leave him alone.

Don't cause you nothing to think about it. That's right.

No matter which way you look at it, you made yourself a hundred dollars just for

listening.

Just forget it.

Are you sure about that kid? Sure, I'm sure. He ain't got a penny to his name

and his wife's in a bad way.

Don't look too reliable to me. You sure don't. No, no.

We'll give him till midnight. Then we're gonna have to move.

Yes, thank you very much.

Justice? Scudder's getting more fidgety all the time, ain't he?

I know.

Well, it's not the kind of night I'll be getting any sleep anyway, and that's one

consolation.

It's not your turn yet, is it?

No, Doc wants to see Austin for a minute or two.

Huh.

You got a lot on your mind.

It's my wife, Amy.

She's gonna be giving birth soon.

I got some advice for you.

Some good advice.

Strangle it.

Save it the misery of living.

There's a man who doesn't push easy.

Doc, first just tell me you want to see me. That's right, that's right, I do. I

want to talk to you. Just slow down a little bit.

What's happening to her?

Nothing's happening at all. I want to talk to you. Listen to me.

I may have to perform surgery on her. Wait a minute!

I may have to perform surgery and I need your permission. I don't want you to go

up there.

She's dying, Doc. No. She's dying, Doc. You're not listening to me.

She's not dying at all.

You're her husband and I have to have your permission if I'm going to operate

if I can't get a normal birth. You just got to trust me.

Oh, I trust you.

I trust you, Doc.

She deserves betterness.

She deserves...

deserves better than I've ever been able to give her. You better get a hold of

yourself.

What's the matter, Austin? Did you get some bad news?

Well, Doc might operate.

Well, maybe you'd rather be down at his office.

Well, I would, but he don't want me around.

Austin here.

Austin, I'll be glad to hang on the rest of your terms for me, too.

Hold on, Festus. I'll do it.

You're the only one sleeping in the whole town.

Don't forget to lock that door after me.

Festus? Feels like they're getting ready for something down there, don't it?

Yeah.

Maybe you better stick around here for a while.

Sure thing.

I was wondering how come it was nobody tried to buy you out.

How much you getting?

I got $100 for doing nothing.

If I'd had that money a little sooner, my wife would have been in the hospital

over in Hayes City.

She'd be there right now.

$100?

You let them buy you out that cheap.

All right.

Now, look, I know who you are. I heard about all the things you've done.

The way you're shaking, you'd miss me the first five times.

$3,000?

Oh, that's right. That's how much I'm getting. $3,000. And that's going to buy

a good farm.

A home for my wife and my family.

I'll let you in on a little secret.

I'm bleeding inside.

You better hurry up if you're gonna shoot.

You ain't no good.

You just ain't no good at all. You spent your whole life killing people.

Yeah, for money.

Like you now.

There's a difference here.

No, what difference?

Two men in my room, and one of them's bought out.

The way I see it, half the world and me is the same.

There is a difference.

Boy, if you're going to pull that trigger, you better hurry up. Only do it

like a man admitting that you are no better than me.

Better? You ain't as good.

You want to do it for the money, but you ain't got the nerve.

He ain't sane.

I don't want my share. I'm giving it up.

And he's dead.

Can't be.

I said he's dead.

Now get out of here, all of you.

Go on, break it up.

Vestas, get a couple of men to give you a hand here, will you?

Go on, let me follow you.

Now, Flint, you get your story?

I got it.

The ending was beautiful.

That's the end of your story, mister.

That you haven't got the guts to print it.

Oh, it just don't seem right for a boy to be that pretty.

You sure look pretty without it troubling you any.

Me pretty?

Fair amount.

Oh.

You know what we're gonna do?

We're gonna build that old farm up together.

Just me and him.

And me?

Well, sure you.

You sure this is the best we got, Sam?

Yes, ma'am. It's the best.

Well, nothing's too good for this occasion, Doc.

Thank you, Kitty.

A thousand deliveries, huh, Doc? That's right. You mean babies?

Well, they don't mean kangaroos.

That's a whole heap of young'uns, you know.

Well, that's quite a few babies, yeah.

Is this here including that old Pawnee squaw that had them twins that I took

you up to up yonder?

It's including them, too.

Well, what I mean is, Doc, when you get up around 1,000, it's awful easy to make

a miscount, you know. It could be 1,001 or it could be 999.

How can you be sure that you ain't celebrating the wrong baby?

It so happens that I keep records.

What I mean is, Doc, all them calves that you've helped them ranchers pull

and all them foals that you've helped bring into the world, you sure you ain't

adding in a horse or two there?

Francis, take a deep breath and then take a big drink of that wine and then

set the glass down and shut up.

Doc, here's the next thousand babies.

Thank you, Matt.

Same wish here, Doc.

Thanks, Kitty.

Me too, Doc.

Ted, thank you.

I'll go along with that.

Here's to the next thousand, Doc.

Thank you, Festus.

Or 999, whatever it is.