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* Wyatt Earp, Wyatt Earp

* Brave, courageous,
and bold *

* Long live his fame
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* And long may his
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[Narrator]
A major problem
for Wyatt Earp,

now that he was Marshal
of the cattle-owning town
of Ellsworth, Kansas,

was the Thompson brothers.

They were gun-slinging
terrors of the frontier,

and brother Bill was wanted
for the murder of a sheriff.

Unless Wyatt Earp could rid
Ellsworth of these killers,

and alone,

he faced complete loss
of influence as a Marshal.

Morning, Wyatt.

Oh, good morning, Judge,
Mr. Masterson.

What's the matter?
You look a little worried.

He sure is, Mr. Earp.

A lot of Sheriff Whitney's
friends want to
organize a posse.

I don't want a posse.

They figure the Thompsons

have had time
to join their gang.

They figure if you're
going after them,
you'll need help.

I don't like posses, Ed.

You can't go up against
the Thompson outfit

all by yourself, Mr. Earp.

A posse only raises dust.

They're only as fast
as their slowest horse.

I don't think Bill and Ben

will want to join up
with their gang.

My hunch is that
they're hiding out
in Bushwhacker section.

Bushwhacker?

You mean where the Indians
used to hide for ambush?

That's right.

How you ever going to find
the Thompsons in there?

I think you might have
something there, Wyatt.

I can explain your theory

to the men who signed up
for posse work.

Ought to satisfy them
for a day or so.

Thanks, Ed.

Do me another favor,
will you?

Sure.

I'm expecting two
Indian friends of mine.

They're about the best
trackers I've ever met,

and I'd like for you
as a judge and mayor
to meet them.

Indians?

That's right.

Mr. Brother,
the war chief Many Battles,

and his partner, Mr. Cousins
of the Chief Yellahan.

Oh, and be sure to call them
Mr. Brother and Mr. Cousins.

All right. What else do I do?
Give them the key to the city?

No, Ed. just decent respect
will be enough.

Sure, Wyatt.

As soon as they hit town,
I'll do the honors.

Thanks.

Bat will tell you
there's a lot of mean talk.

It adds up to the feeling

that you'd better arrest
Bill Thompson quick,

or a posse will do it for you.

I don't want a posse, Ed.

I'll arrest Thompson myself.

I hope you do.

Aren't you putting too much
faith in those Indians?

No. They're good men.

So you and the judge
think I ought to turn
my job over to a posse

before they take it
away from me, huh?

Well, what if the Indians
do find Ben and Bill?

You can't go into that place
all alone, Mr. Earp.

You'd better
take me with you.

You still want to be
a marshal someday?
Yes, sir.

Well, then, you'd
better start learning
what the job means.

It's lonesome work,
Mr. Masterson.

You can't let a bunch
of hotheaded citizens
tell you what to do.

Use your own head,
get into your own
brand of trouble,

and think your own way
out of it when you can.

But always be ready
to shoot your way out,

but you go it alone.

Into Bushwhacker?

Well, now, that's just
a section of country

full of rocks and brush.

Good old Bushwhacker,

one of the nicest hideouts
we ever found, huh, Bill?

Aww, we should've
brought the boys with us.

Nah.

Why don't you drink
some water for a change?

Now if Earp comes
in here after us,

you're going to wish
we had more guns.

Earp ain't going
to come in here.

Even if he guesses
which direction we headed,

he ain't gonna come in here--
he's got more sense.

And what if he did?

Hey.

You hear anything?

If you'd stop drinking
that whiskey,

you wouldn't hear
so many things.

Clayhiya.

Clayhiya.
Clayhiya.

Mr. Brother, Mr. Cousins.

Shut the door. Come in.

Mr. Brother, you sit there.

Mr. Cousins,
you take that chair.

[speaking in native language]

Mr. Brother crack joke?

He says Mr. Earp, first time
we treated like American.

You tell him
that's a good joke,

but it's a little sad, too.

[speaking
in native language]

[grunts]

As I mentioned before,
it's a good bet

that the Thompsons are
holed up in Bushwhacker.

You and Mr. Brother
know this country.

Bushwhacker?
Yes. Good ambush.

Got many good scalp there.

[speaking
in native language]

Bushwhacker.

[speaking
in native language]

He says he guide
soldiers to White Cap.

Johnny Reb camp one time.

[speaking
in native language]

He says,
"Soldier lose fight."

I heard about that.

I'll explain about these
in a moment.

I want you to find Ben
and Bill Thompson for me.

I want you to move
like dead men's ghosts.

I don't want you
to be heard or seen.

And you'll be very careful
not to get hurt.

The Thompsons are killers.

They're very quick
with their guns.

As to these loops of rope,

I want you to take
these with you...

[chatter]

You men wait here.

I'll go talk
to Marshal Earp.

Earp's just stalling, Ed.

We want Bill Thompson.

[men murmuring
in agreement]

[Man]
The posse can
bring them in.

There's a delegation outside.

I know, I see them.

They don't trust those
Indian friends of yours.

They want a posse,

and they're pretty
bad-tempered about it.

How's your temper, Ed?

Well, I think you're being
unreasonable about this.

It's no good just to say
that you don't like posses

and want to handle
the whole thing by yourself.

They knew Sheriff Whitney,
and they were fond of him.

I was fond of him, too,

and I want Bill Thompson
for his murder

just as bad as they do.

I know that, Wyatt,

but you're being
high-handed and arbitrary.

This is my business, Ed,
and you hired me to run it.

Well, at least go out there
and explain your position.

All right.

Judge Miller tells me

you gentlemen want to go
after Bill Thompson.

[Man]
We can't trust
a couple of Indians.

We want real action, Earp.

All right, Mr. Davitt.

Then you can lead the posse.

[murmuring]

But before I deputize you,
I think it's only fair

to tell you what
you'll be up against.

Now, my Indian friends
have already sent word

that Ben and Bill Thompson
were spotted yesterday

going into
the Bushwhacker section.

Just the two of them, Wyatt?

That's right.

But I want to remind you,
men, that Ben Thompson

is one of the best hands
with a gun I know of.

He's already killed
18 men in gunfights.

Now, his brother Bill is not
nearly as good, but he--

They don't scare us, Earp.

Well, they're
enough to scare me.

Have any of you men ever gone

in that tangle of brush
and rock before?

[Man]
No.

[Second man]
No.

Well,
a whole union outfit

went in there
a couple of years ago,

as Judge Miller may recall.

They were cut to pieces

by a handful
of Confederate soldiers.

Now how many men
does your posse

expect to lose,
Mr. Davitt?

Well, I'll give you
an estimate.

In my opinion,
Ben and Bill Thompson
shooting from ambush

could kill
about ten of you.

But Wyatt, if you
lead the posse--

I won't do that.

I don't believe in the idea,
and I won't be responsible

for good men being
killed unnecessarily.

All right, you refuse
to do your duty.

It's not my duty to lead

inexperienced men like you
into a massacre.

Well, we certainly got
a long way with that,
didn't we?

He could be right,
you know.

Aww, he's lost his nerve.

He's treating us like
a passel of greenhorns.

[murmuring]
Now, whoa, here.

I'm sure that Wyatt--

You'd stand up for Earp,
no matter what.

Come on, men.

We'll report back
to the others at the meeting.

Ellsworth may have
a new marshal,

and a new mayor,
in about three days.

[men murmuring]

Hey, Ben. Ben.

Wake up, Ben.

Lookit.

It's Earp. He's found us.

Judge Miller wants you
to come to the meeting
right away.

They're talking
him down, Mr. Earp.

Oh?

It's nip and tuck.

Sam Davitt's trying
to get them to fire you

and appoint him
as leader of the posse

if they're not found
in three days.

The judge says if you'd
explain to the whole meeting--

I've explained it once.

I'm not going
to explain it again.

You don't care
if they fire you?

Nothing much I can do
about it, Mr. Masterson.

I've said all
I'm going to say.

Well, you can't
just sit there

and let things happen.

They're calling you a coward.

They say you owned up to being
scared of the Thompsons.

Sit down, Mr. Masterson.

You're seeing the worst
of the peace officers, Bat.

You sit still and wait.

It's going to be dark

before I hear from
Mr. Brother and Mr. Cousins.

In the meantime,
I'm a coward,

or I'm fired,

or that town meeting
will just sit and talk.

It just isn't fair.

Well, what would you do,

lead the posse
into an ambush?

Let a couple of them
get their heads shot off?

Well, what else?
What if the Indians
do find Ben and Bill?

It'll still take a posse
to get them out.

You can't go in there alone.

Yes, I can.

Well, here she is.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Is that all you got to say?

Could you give me
more credit than that?

Well, you're the smart one
of the family.

You'd be smart, too,

if you didn't
lather your brains
with that whiskey.

It took me half a day
to find this place.

That means it'll
take Earp six days,

even if he knew
it was here.

How about a swig of whiskey
to celebrate, huh, Ben?

That'll settle your nerves
quicker than whiskey.

I don't know why
I string along with you.

All right, then.

Go ahead and leave me.

I would.

But you're my dear,
crazy little brother.

Now let's get inside.

Still got
some coal in it.

Where are the matches?

In your pocket.

Find them, you're so great
about finding things.

Ahh. It's the first time
we've been in here

since the war, huh, Bill?

What's the matter with you?

Look, Bill, look!

It's Earp! I'm getting
out of here!

[Ben]
Wait a minute!

Moccasin tracks.

Couple of Indians.

Earp must be
hiring them.

Well, we can't
stay here, Ben.

They'll tell him
just where we are.

That Earp.

Of all the sneaky,
under-handed tricks.

He's trying
to work on me.

On you?
That's for me!

And I ain't staying here
and being cornered

by Earp and his posse!

Bill!

Use what few brains
you got left.

Yeah, maybe I better.

And maybe you'd
turn me into Earp!

Turn you in?

Look, haven't I always

kept the law
off your neck?

You're my brother!

And I'm stuck with you!

Just the same, I'm
getting out of here.

Bill!

Earp's not coming
in here after us.

And why ain't he
coming after us?

'Cause I know him.

I know how he thinks.

The rope trick is...

just to scare me into
turning you in.

Scare you? It's me
he aims to hang!

And that wouldn't make
any difference to me?

I've had to kill
a lot of men

getting you
out of trouble.

Besides, what would
Mom think if I...

Eh.

That's enough!

[murmuring in sleep]

Oh, for gosh sakes, Bill.

What's the matter now?

I've been having
a bad dream!

I saw Mom.

[yawning]
Why don't you go
back to sleep?

No, no, no, Ben.
Honest.

I saw her.

She came to warn me.
I ain't lying.

It ain't the whiskey.

Mom don't trust
Wyatt Earp.

She told me he'll make a fool
out of you if you trust him,

and he'll put me
on the gallows!

How did Mom look
in the dream?

Just like in her coffin.

She was wearing
the white silk dress

that you bought her,
just after we held up

the Abilene states.

Please, Ben! I can't
stand it here no more!

Let's go hide in
the old stale.

All right, fine.
We'll go.

Starting now?

Yeah, yeah, I'll get--
Here, gimme that.

Bad news, Wyatt.

The time is up.

The posse forms in
the morning, Mr. Earp.

If you won't lead 'em,
I'm ordered to.

Won't you reconsider?

No.

I know what they're doing,
and they don't.

Thanks for standing
by me, Ed.

I'm very sorry, Wyatt.

This town's losing
a good marshal.

Hey, it's Mr. Cousin!

Let him in!

Oh, Mr. Cousin, it's good
to see you alive.

Where's Mr. Brother?

He-- He stay near
still, Mr. Earp.

Thompson's moving
to still after dark.

Which still?

I make picture.

Moon, here.

River, here.

Whitecap, North.

Still, here.

Johnny Reb make
whiskey in it.

Yeah, Buzzard's roast.

The old Ku Klux Klan
hangout.

Good work, Mr. Cousins.

Mr. Masterson?

See that he gets a fresh
horse, and a good one.

Yes, sir, but what
are you gonna do?

Just get the horse.

Thank you, Mr. Cousin.

and you can tell
Mr. Brother

that your debt
to me is paid.

Thank you.

Those Indians must
have owed you a lot.

Well, I sent
a telegram

to the colonel at
Fort Leavenworth

vouching for 'em so they
could sell the army horses.

Cost me a dollar
and a quarter.

You mean they tracked
the Thompsons

just for that?

Oh, Ed, I also
call 'em "mister."

You're not going
out now?

It'll take over an hour
to round up the posse.

Ed, I told you,
no posse.

But the time is up.

I don't care whether
it's up nor not.

Wyatt, it's suicide
to in there alone.

Maybe.

Mr. Earp.

Mr. Earp, please,
let me go with you.

Not this time.

But if something
happens, and...

If you're hurt, or...

Oh, don't worry
about that.

I have friends who'll
bring home the remains.

Cheer up, Mr. Masterson.

I don't think
Ben Thompson

will be any faster in
the draw than usual.

* [theme music]

[Bill]
Ben?

What you got there?

Nothing, nothing.

That's Indian for
the last message.

Well, let him come.

I'll splatter him
all over these hills.

Yeah, we'll
both gun him.

I want him alone,
in a fair fight.

Oh, Ben,
what's the sense

in talking like that?

We can pick him
off with rifles.

Because he's mine,
that's why!

He's tormented me
and hounded me

like a wild dog.

It's me he's trying
to drive crazy.

Well, he ain't gonna
get away with it.

I'm a better man
than he ever was.

But you stay out
of it, you hear?

That's fine, Ben. Fine.

I can't trust you.

Ben, I swear...
[crunching]

What's that?

That could be him.

So you get on your horse,

ride down to the river
and wait for me there.

No, Ben, I--

I've got a good mind

to put an end to
this whole thing!

Don't, Ben.

I'll go, I'll go.

Ben!

Ben Thompson!

[Ben]
That you, Wyatt?

That's right.

I want your brother!

Bill ain't here.

You got a posse
with you?

No.

I came alone.

That's just
the way I want it.

I'll be right out.

I don't want you.

I want your brother.

You ain't gonna get
either one of us.

Hold it!

You're not very fast
with your left, Ben.

I don't wanna
have to kill you.

Bill got away.

Go sit on that rock.

You got a cut artery.

No sense in your
bleeding to death.

I don't understand
you, Wyatt.

Guess not.

You had a chance
to kill me, and...

you didn't take it.

Won't even let me
bleed to death.

Why?

I want Bill.

To hang him?

The law doesn't
hang a crazy man.

The people down in Ellsworth
don't know that.

They're not the law.

If you had any sense,

you'd bring Bill
in yourself.

Sooner or later, he's
bound to be killed.

Maybe you'll go
down with him.

Maybe I won't.

Then he'll turn
hopelessly insane.

A babbling lunatic
on your hands.

Nah, he wouldn't do that.

Well, that's the deal
I offer you, Ben.

You bring Bill
into Ellsworth,

and I promise he'll
be treated fairly.

I don't take
your promise.

Wyatt.

All right.

All right, you've
made yourself a deal.

I'll bring him in.

See you at the jail, Ben.

* [humming theme]

Wyatt.

You didn't find
the Thompsons?

Yeah, I found 'em.

Well, what happened?

Did you...

No, I didn't have to.

Ben's bringing Bill in.

You took his word?

Yes, I did.

Ben's never
lied to me yet.

Well, maybe the posse
will get him.

Now, Mr. Masterson,

you still wanna be
a peace officer?

Well, yes, sir, but...

But not a plain
fool like me, huh?

I don't think you should
have trusted Ben, Mr. Earp.

No?

Take a look behind you.

Well, you're right
prompt, Ben.

Would've been here
sooner, but...

he got a little violent
about the deal.

Now, Bill, Bill!

You're sick in the head,
and this is

the best thing for you.

I give the marshal my word,

and he give me his.

Put him in a
clean cell, Mike.

Make him real comfortable.

* [theme]

So long, Wyatt.

So long, Ben.

You were right all
the time, Mr. Earp.

Sure.

I could've been just as
right and got killed

or just as right
and got fired.

Yes, Mr. Masterson.

I'm now a great
marshal again.

Well, that's the end
of school for today.

* [theme]

* [theme]

* Well, he cleaned
up the country *

* The old wild
west country *

* He made law
and order prevail *

* And none can deny it

* The legend of Wyatt

* Forever will live
on the trail *

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* Wyatt Earp

* Brave, courageous
and bold *

* Long live his fame

* And long live his glory

* And long may his
story be told *

* Long may his story

* Be told