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Gunsmoke, starring James Arness as Matt Dillon.
That's all. That's everything.
Holding out on me, huh? No. No, honest, honest. I didn't hold... I didn't
hold... You know, I always
did like to save the frost and the cake to last.
Now, ain't it a sad thing I only got a little time?
Ain't it a sad thing?
How about me?
Are
you
all right, Spellman?
Yeah.
Let's get out of here.
What I mean is, it's just like anything else. Some folks knows how better than
other folks does. Pass the table.
Well, I don't claim to be any expert on it, but to me, chicken is just chicken.
Oh, no, no. That just ain't true talk. Now, you take my Aunt Tori Hibbs. Who?
Why, she could... Wait a minute. Who?
Aunt Tori and P.O. She passed the grade.
Now, that woman could... Cook a chicken so tender that you could eat the entire
bird, bones and all.
Feathers, too, I suppose.
Don't be a smart aleck.
Oh, I mean, when Aunt Tori cooked the chicken, there wasn't even a smell left.
There wasn't nothing.
Except the wishy-bone.
The wishy-bone?
This here part.
Nobody ever eat that. Saved it for wishing.
That's for kids.
What is?
Wishing on a wishbone.
Well, of course it is, but not just.
Doc, I'm surprised at you. You mean you ain't never wished on a wishy-bone?
Festus, that's a wishbone. And I have not wished on a wishbone of a chicken
since I was ten years old. Now, why don't you ask him?
And you don't have no store in it, Doc? Oh, of course not. It's ridiculous.
Well, for fair, I hope you don't win, then.
Win what?
The big part, so's you get your wish.
Now go on.
Why don't you put that down? You got people looking at us here. I don't give
a hoot. I ain't never eat a chicken in my born days that I didn't wish on the
wishy-bone.
I can understand that, certainly.
That's because you're a little silly.
Well, I ain't silly enough to pass up seeing who gets his wish or who don't.
Now go on, take a hoot.
For your own good.
Let me tell you something for your own good. You don't know a thing about that.
Now, when we were kids, we used to let that dry out for about a week till it
was just right. Did your wish ever come to pass?
Oh, of course not. They never come to pass. Well, there you are, you see?
Now, go on. Take a hold.
Doc, please.
All right.
Uh-uh.
You're fudging. Get that thumb down.
All right. Is that sushi?
Puller.
You see? I got the big part. I get my wish and you don't get nothing. Well,
that's just fine with me. Now, what are you gonna wish?
Well, I can't tell you that.
Oh, excuse me.
You know, I ain't saw my cousin Bummy in part nine three years.
I could wish that he'd come right here to Dodge City.
But you can't tell me.
Well, I ain't gonna wish that.
Oh.
I could wish for Aunt Theodore to get herself a new well rope.
Well, now you went and told me.
Well, I ain't gonna wish that, neither.
Well, what in thunder you gonna wish? I told you I can't tell you that.
Now, I could wish that you'd sweeten up a mite, I reckon. By thunder, I'm gonna
get out of here before you get violent on me. All right, go ahead.
Don't you forget I got the big part, and I got me a wish a-comin'. Don't you
forget that.
I'll see you dead for leaving me.
Doctor, the stage was held up in Topeka.
They killed the driver, wounded the guard, and I sent them on up to your
office just now. I'll get over there. All right.
Doc?
You all right, man? I don't think she's hurt. I think she's just scared.
Well, I can understand that. You're all right now.
Ted, take us over to Longabash.
Matthew, I hear you're about to hold up. Yeah, I'm going out and trying to track
him down right now. You want me to go with you? No, I want you and Thad to
stay here and keep an eye on town.
Whatever you say, I'll get your horse.
Who be it?
Name's Matt Dillon, Mr. Tankin.
What's wrong, Marshal?
Well, I'm hunting some men that may have passed by to the west of you here.
It's possible.
They held up a stage a ways back.
One of them was riding a pinto horse. Another one was carrying a big buffalo
coat. And then there was a third one.
Looked to be leg wounded.
That's right.
They passed by here just before sunset, headed north.
Ah, much obliged.
Say, Marshal, would you care to stay the night? You can take out come first
light. Well, there's still enough light to track by. I think I'll keep moving on
till the clouds over.
Thank you.
It
was
fine.
I'll set that part about him staying the night.
Get inside.
Find them for me, Marshal.
You find them for me.
Did he? Huh?
Dad, how are you?
Well, you look like you could use a good stiff shot.
You're very perceptive.
How's the guard, Doc?
The guard, Thad, is dead.
That's how he is.
I never saw anybody that wanted to live anymore or tried hard or two.
Fought.
Right up to the last minute, I thought he was gonna make it.
Just no rhyme or reason for it.
I guess you've seen your share.
I thought I was immune to this.
Supposed to be.
And right now I'm just up to my neck with it.
Doc, why don't you go away for a few days?
No, I can't do that, Kitty M.
I gotta go out to Miller Place. Pearl's gonna have that baby any day now, and I
promised her I'd be there.
Well, that'll take a day or two, won't it?
Oh, my, yeah, that's way up north there, you know, on the Brankett.
And there's something else now. Why in thunder would that stubborn Dutchman
Miller that she calls her husband take a pretty frail little girl like Pearl all
the way up so far out of town?
Now, Doc, don't start in on him.
It could be a break for you.
Well, that's a whole day's trip up there.
Well, you're gonna have to stay with Pearl for a few days after the baby's
born, aren't you?
I don't know, maybe, yeah.
Why don't you take your fishing pole?
My gosh.
Buckner Creek runs right through Miller's place.
That's right.
Now, why don't you take Festus and... Festus my foot.
I'm going fishing and I'm going alone.
And don't you tell him where I went either.
Him and his... his wishy-bones.
Wishy-bones?
Huh? Morning, Festus.
Oh, howdy, Miss Kitty.
What are you doing here at this hour?
Oh, I was just studying about how quiet Dodge is this time of the morning.
What's the matter with him?
I don't know. He's been there quite a while. Just like a cat ready to pounce.
Well, morning to you, Doc. Don't sneak up on me like that.
Well, I didn't mean to skitter you none.
Sure is a fine morning, ain't it?
It's not going to do you any good.
Say, I'd be glad to buy you a cup of coffee, the kind of stuff... Don't do
you any good, won't do you any good. You were about as obvious as the ears on a
jackass and just about as thick-headed. Well... Now I'm going fishing, and I'm
going by myself.
I don't think anything could be any clearer than that.
Well, I just can't hardly believe it. What?
What? If a parson hisself was to walk up to me and tell me that a good friend of
mine was a-fixin' to turn his back on me, just downright balk at the sharin'
his company with me on a little old fishing trip, well, I'd say, parson...
You may be talking about a lot of folks, but you ain't talking about my good
friend, my special friend, Doc Adams.
Doc?
Don't try to follow me.
I need this here animal, mister.
Marshal.
What happened at that camp of yours?
Them two hide behind us heading north.
They stole my food and shot my team.
I figured to take after them and have it out.
They're shooting me and stealing my horse, huh?
No other way I could see.
And the two you were after, was one of them riding a paint?
Yep.
Well, I'll take care of them for you.
Marshal.
No offense.
Shooting at you, I mean.
I could have hit you, you know.
You say they were headed north?
Yep.
Last I see, they was at that notch up there on the top.
Not obliged.
Hey, hey, Marshal.
I need my rifle.
Well, it'll be waiting for you up at that notch near the top.
Get inside.
I am. Hey, Festus.
Miss Kitty upstairs, is she?
No, she's in the office.
Howdy, Miss Kitty.
Oh, Festus, come on in.
She sure will.
Hotting up early in the day, ain't she?
Looks like we're in for another scorcher.
Yeah, sure does.
Can I buy you a beer?
Oh, much obliged, Miss Kitty. I don't believe I will.
Yeah, these heat waves sure hang on, don't they?
Mm-hmm.
Well, listen, this time of year, you can just burden their account on it,
scorching you or baking you or boiling you.
That's sure true.
You know, I've been thinking maybe I might go over it all.
Or at Bosch's Spring House and just kind of sprawl out for a spell.
It'd be cool over there.
That's what I was thinking. It ought to be some cooler anyhow.
Festus?
Yes, ma'am?
Why don't you go fishing?
Thank you, pardon?
Why don't you go fishing?
For myself?
Why not?
Well, Matthew told me that I don't... Well, that can take care of things,
can't it?
Well, I reckon it could.
Golly, Bill, ain't nothing to going fishing by yourself.
There isn't?
Of course not.
Fuller can fish by himself, but you don't go fishing by yourself.
You don't?
Well, no.
Some folks does.
But I never was one to, I'll tell you that.
Well, I'll get on over to Bosh's house.
If you change your mind about that beer, come on back.
That's right, Miss Kitty.
I may see you drink.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
Stand there.
Don't stay right there.
Well, I've done it.
There's your bye, Thunder.
This time, I've really done it.
Adams was willing to ride all the way out there just to be with her.
Why in the world told Miller would want to take Pearl way out to that Barranca
country is something I'll never understand.
I hear he has an awful nice place right on Buckner Creek.
Still, it's a long way from town when she's having her first baby.
Buckner Creek.
Took me a mess of pan frys out of that place.
It just ain't cooling off a bit, you know it? Well, if anything, it's hotter.
I'll tell you something, it wasn't a whole heap cooler over at Bosh's Frying
House, neither.
Here, Festus, drink that up. Oh, that's right.
Golly, Bill, don't that look cool enough?
Miss Kitty, you've got the best beer here at the Long Branch that there
is in town by far.
It is?
Come on, I'm dying. Of course, it could be the company.
Thank you, Festus.
What I mean is, as a whole, there's a pretty good bunch that comes in your
place. Well, you know... Of course there is. The troublemaker drifts in now and
then, but I mean on the whole, they're a pretty good bunch.
Well... And there's one fella that used to come in here all the time, and why, I
haven't saw him in a whole heap of time. That's old Toe Miller.
Toe Miller.
Yeah. I kind of miss that old Dutchman.
You do.
Say, do you know something? He moved plumb out on Buckner Creek, way out
yonder in the blanket country. Do you know that?
Yeah, I knew it.
Do you know his wife, Pearlie, is fixing to have a baby? Do you know that?
Yeah, I know that, too.
Who told you?
What? The Doc's attending Pearl out at Toe Miller's place?
Way out yonder in the brank of country on Buckner Creek where the fish is...
I don't know. I just heard it around.
But you gotta give old Doc credit, you know. Going way out yonder in the
country on a hot day like this?
I'm glad it ain't me.
You are.
Of course I am. Hear me traipsing way out yonder on heat like this?
Of course, that's what comes of his being a doctor.
Oh,
Sam, what happened?
No, I just cut my finger.
Oh, come and see it.
No, it's nothing, Miss Kitty.
My foot, it ain't nothing.
I recollect when my cousin Alvarine cut her little toe on a plowshare while they
was just... Oh, it ain't that bad.
Maybe it ain't now, but here's something you don't know. Now, this here thing
could just get festered up, something fierce. Why, that could turn gang greeny
before you could say right run over the roof of the house a piece of raw liver
in his mouth. All right, I'll have Doc take a look at it. Oh, no, you ain't.
I'm going to go fetch Doc for you.
Now, Miss Kitty, you look after Sam and Sam. Don't you fret a bit. I'll be right
back.
Miss Kitty, tell Thad to look after things for me, will you?
He's still after us, but not for long.
You sure you can hit him?
If I can't, I can sure put a good scare in him.
Not if it's who I think it is.
That Dylan bleeds like any other man.
Bleeds, yeah. So if you shoot, hit him, but don't think you're gonna scare him.
Stand with us like a luck-jawed hound.
Then let's split up and get out of here. No, we're staying together.
If he does catch up, I want all the odds I can get on my side.
Well, I'm wishing now would have kept Spellman with us. At least it'd been
another gun. I make it a practice never to carry dead weight.
Thank you.
me oh
Who?
Doc!
Doc!
We're in the same hill as...
What?
Doc, what's ailing you? Festus. What's happened to you, Doc?
Festus, I'm... I'm snake-fed. Where?
In my hip.
Right here.
In my... Well, how long ago, Doc? I don't know.
Too long.
Been too long.
Don't swell and clean down below your knee.
That's numb.
Doc, you're gonna have to hold on. I'm gonna cut you.
Go ahead and cut.
Grit your teeth, Doc.
I know it hurts, but it's bleeding good, Doc.
It won't.
It's too late.
It ain't too late.
Don't get enough out till I can get you some help.
There's no help.
What we need's a polter, sir.
Rabbit or a chicken or... Chicken.
A fresh-killed chicken.
That'd draw that poison right out of there, wouldn't it, Doc?
Wouldn't it?
I know where there is some. I passed some on my way here. I'll get you one,
Doc. Now, you just hold on. I'll be right back. Hold on, Doc.
I'll be back before you know I'm gone.
You... You better hurry.
Here ain't what it looks like it is. Ain't I seen you in Dodge with the
Marshal? I ain't got time to explain. You ain't fooling me, and time's the
least thing you've got. I got me this friend who's been bit by a snake, and
I... You ain't taking me in.
Well, look what you went and did. I wasn't stealing your chickens. I had to
pay... What did I do?
Thank you.
You've hung on this long, now you can hang on a little longer, do you hear me?
Your head's so hot and feverish.
Doc, tell me what to do.
I've did everything I know how to do. Tell me something.
You stubborn old scutter.
Why'd you have to be out here all by yourself anyhow?
Why'd you do that?
I'd just like you to lay here and die on me.
You stay!
I never wished for nothing.
Any sign?
No.
He's out there, though. He'll be here soon enough.
How'd they get loose? Well, I tied them. Get them before they wander off.
Hold it. Hold it right there.
All right, just unbuckle the belt slow.
Easy.
All right, hold your fire.
Where's the other one?
Left him at Benson's flat.
All right, the gun belt.
I deserve getting caught tying in with the likes of them two.
The gun belt, slow.
That stage driver die?
He died.
Well, that sort of makes things pretty definite for me.
That's right.
That take off the gun belt.
Festus, what in thunder are you trying to do here? Glory be your God. Well,
don't glory be me.
Untie me.
Festus, somebody's got me. I can't untie you, Doc. You can't? Why can't you?
Because I gotta get you back to Dodge City, Doc.
Dodge. You can't get... I can't go to Dodge on this thing.
You're gonna kill me. Oh, no, I ain't gonna kill you. I can't be dead. You're
too dang ornery to die.
Get me untied here. Just hush your mouth and put your beller in and fault you
now, because I ain't going to let you off until we get to Dodge City, and you
might as well make up your mind to that.
Now just lay down and be still.
Messrs., you let me off of here or I'll have you tarred and feathered.
All right, just go on and bawl and beller as much as you want to.
Don't you, there's nobody else. else tell me nothing about wishy-bones.
Kitty, I'll tell you, it couldn't get much hotter.
Did you notice it's pretty quiet, too?
Yeah.
I haven't been able to figure out whether that's because of the heat or
because Doc and Tess was hurting down.
That just got me over here.
Well, ain't that till I get you to your office and get you up them saps and put
you to bed.
That's when I'll take you off. Just quit the grouching, will you?
Whoa, whoa.
You didn't have to pull me down through town in front of these people. You did
it on purpose. I did.
Why don't you folks all go home?
Matthew, I got to talk to you for a minute.
Before you go, there's something I got to get off my chest.
What's that?
Well, I done something awful.
I had to, though. It was either that or... What was it?
Well, I killed a farmer over at Benson Flat.
He thought I was stealing his chickens.
Benson Flat? Well, that was you, huh?
Well, Festus, let me tell you something. You didn't kill any farmer.
Oh, yeah, I did. No, no, you didn't. I rode by there on my way back, and I
found this man, and I found Mr. Tonkins, too.
Mr. Tonkins?
Right, and the man you killed is one of the gang that held up the stagecoach.
He's wanted in three states for murder or robbery, wanted dead or alive.
Golly, Bill, you sure?
I'm sure. Come on.
Thanks for the happiness.
I know I put it in here.
What? Doc, what are you doing?
I'm looking for that old medicine bag of mine.
Medicine bag? Yeah, I hid it there when I bought him a new one, you know.
Doc, you have got to get into this bed.
Bed? Yes, bed. You're lucky to be here at all.
Well, gosh, I know that. I wouldn't have made it if it hadn't been for Festus.
But I am here, and where's that bag? Pearl Miller's out there having that
baby and thinks I've forgotten all about her. Doc, will you listen to me?
What? I've got something to tell you about Pearl Miller.
What?
I'm glad your arm's gonna be all right, Matthew. Yeah, so am I. Matt?
Matt, is what Kitty's telling me the truth?
What's she been telling you? Well, she said that old Tom Miller delivered his
wife's baby himself.
Well, I'm afraid that's right, Doc. As soon as he got through taking the bullet
out of my arm.
Well, I'll be doggone. Here I get myself half snake bit to death going out there
to deliver Pearl and find out that old Dutchman can do it himself.
Golly, the least he could have done is told me, I think.
Well, Doc. Next time I go traipsing around the country trying to... Doc?
What point is it?
Well, maybe he didn't know he knowed how till he had to do it.
Doc, will you go to bed now, please?
Well, of course not. What for?
Because you need some rest, that's why. Well, now I suppose you're going to
start to practice medicine. I know what I need. I haven't had anything to eat. I
can't remember when.
Doc, Festus is right. Festus is not right. I'm a doctor, and I know what I
need, and it's food.
And when I say I need food, that's what I need. I'm going to get you some, too.
Doc. What?
You're not going out like that.
Well, I don't know why not. Everybody in town has seen me. He saw to that.
Hold on a minute.
Well, wait a minute, and I'll go with you.
Well, after all he's went through.
Yeah, he's quite a man, Festus.
Yes, for sure.
You know something, Matthew?
If that old scudder had a little more hair on his face, I'd swear he was a
hiker.
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