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Boss wants you, Ben.

Yeah, Mr. Wallace?

There's water
in that draw up ahead.

We'll bed down for the night
when we get there.

That's less than an hour away.
We'll be quitting early.

Will be from now on.

Got to fatten 'em up before
we weigh 'em in at Wichita.

Right.

What are we doing now, working
half days all of a sudden?

Well, the steers have worked off
a lot of meat.

We're gonna let them eat
a little of it back on

- the next few days.
- Oh, that's fine.

We been in the saddle
pretty near two months now.

Couple of more days
won't make any difference.

Something wrong, Ben?

Nah. Your kid brother's
got ants, that's all.

Can't wait to tear into Wichita.

I know how he feels.
I'm a little restless myself.

Well, me too.

Tell him to relax
for a couple of days.

Then we'll show him
how to really take a town apart.

What do you make of him, Ben?

Well, he's no Indian.

He could be a scout
for some rustlers.

This country's full of 'em.

He's heading this way
and he's not hiding.

He's probably some pilgrim
looking for a free meal.

He's welcome to that, but we're
not taking any chances.

Al?

Go out and check up
on that rider.

How much checking up you want?

Just make sure he's alone,
that's all.

If he has got a bunch
behind him,

we'll know it in plenty of time
to ready for 'em.

Howdy.

My name's Earp.
Wyatt Earp.

Get down and fill your plate.

You can tie your horses
with the others.

Thanks.

Look at that iron he's packing.

Yeah.
Much obliged.

I was getting tired
of my own cooking.

- My name's Clint Wallace.
- Yeah, I know.

I saw the big "W"
on your cattle.

I've seen your Panhandle
spread too.

That right?
When was that?

Mm, a couple years ago,
I guess.

Pretty country.

That's quite a size hunk
of artillery

you're carrying there, mister.

Yeah.
Comes in handy in my work.

That's a nice gun.

Ah, it wouldn't do
for us Texans, though.

We like ours regulation size.

Yeah.

Don't ever get in an argument
with a Texas man

when you're carrying that thing.

Must take you a half-hour
to clear leather with it.

The only arguments I've had
lately have been with buffalo.

They don't draw very fast,
you know.

Has your hunting ever taken you

anywhere near this town
of Wichita, where we're heading?

No, it hasn't, but I hear
it's a pretty fair-size town.

Growing mighty fast
since it became a railhead.

Yours must be
the first trail herd in there.

You ought to get
quite a welcome.

Well, we can use it.

We ain't seen a drink or a woman
for a long, long time.

Maybe some of us
might even take a bath.

Well, if you're looking
for work,

you're welcome to join up
with me.

We can always use
a few trail hands

at the end of a drive.

Well, I'm obliged, Mr. Wallace,
but no, thanks.

I'll be riding into Wichita a
few days ahead of you, I guess.

I figure I might open
a little business there.

Whatever it is, I hope
you'll all be customers.

Well, you can count on it, son,
if you're gonna open a saloon.

I think I'll bed down.

- Good night.
- Good night, boss.

- Breakfast at sun-up.
- Thanks.

Ben Thompson.

Glad to meet you.
You're the ramrod, aren't you?

That's right.
See you in the morning.

So he's gonna open up
a little business, huh, Gyp?

You know, buffalo hunting
must pay pretty well.

Yeah.

Anything pays well
if you save your money.

He looks like the kind
that would.

It's a bad habit.

Yeah.
Real bad.

The saddlebags.

If he wakes up, I'll tap him.

Beats punchin'
cows, this buffalo hunting.

Hunting buffalo hunters
is even better.

You know, this is gonna make our
first trip to Wichita real --

He woke up, Gyp.

Yeah.
Too bad.

All right.
Make your play.

You heard him, mister.

- After you.
- Let me take him, Gyp.

What's this all about?

It's all over now, Thompson.

Two of your men tried to rob me,

but I persuaded them
to give me my money back.

He's a liar, Ben.

Hold it.
I saw you draw a minute ago.

Right or wrong, you're not
killing any of my men.

All right.

I'll be going now.

Thanks for your hospitality.

Get something to clean him up.

It's all over, boys.
Let's get some sleep.

I'll be in Wichita.

So will we!

You're in town early,
aren't you, cowboy?

- Yes, ma'am.
- Here you are.

Empire Saloon and Dance Hall.

The most beautiful girls
in town.

- Good morning.
- Hello.

All right, Mr. Whiteside.
I'm finished.

Fine.

Pull out all the A's and the E's
and bring them over here.

Then get cleaned up and cover
the doings down at the depot.

- And hurry up!
- Yes, sir.

Sorry, mister.

We're not taking
any more advertising this week.

I've got a newspaper to get out.

Well, I just wanted to get some
information, if you don't mind.

Could you tell me if there's
any other livery stable in town?

I don't like to leave my horse
out on the street

with so much going on.

Full up, eh?
Has been for two weeks.

You one of the cowboys
that are supposed to support

the rapidly growing metropolis
of Wichita?

No, sir.
I'm just a traveler.

Gambling man?

I'm a businessman if I can find
the right business.

Looks like maybe another livery
stable might be the thing.

Saloons, my friend.

Those are
the profitable enterprises.

That's not my line.
Now, about my horse.

Put him in the back of the shop.

Mm.
Much obliged.

- I'd like to pay you for it.
- Forget it.

You're the first businessman
that I've met in four days

that doesn't want to open
a saloon.

Pleasure to accommodate you.

How do I get back there?

You have to go all the way
around the block, mister.

Never mind that. Just bring him
right through here.

Can't get it any dirtier
than it is.

Young man, are you still here?

Reporter should be
in the front row.

And don't forget those ads.

Aren't you coming,
Mr. Whiteside?

I am not.

- What's going on out there?
- A dedication.

The railroad has come
to Wichita.

Speeches, local color,
more speeches.

Nobody should miss it.

Hey.
Are those mine, boy?

- Yes, sir.
- Let's see them.

Well, they'll do, I guess.

See that they're passed out
to everybody at the depot

and deliver the rest
to my office.

I can't do that, Mr. Black.

We've got to cover
the celebration for the paper.

I won't have time
to pass these out.

If you find time, I'll pay you.

That's not the point, Mr. Black.

I'm employed by the newspaper.

My instructions are to deliver
these to you at the depot.

And that's all.

Wait a minute.
Don't you get smart with me!

Let go of my arm, Mr. Black.

Keep your hands off me,
Mr. Black, or I'll kill you!

Excuse me.

Could you direct me
to the depot, please?

Yes, sir.
I-I'm going there myself.

- Thanks very much, sir.
- That's all right.

- My name's Wyatt Earp.
- Bat Masterson.

You got a lot of courage, Bat,

standing up to a man with a gun
the way you did.

I don't know what came over me,
Mr. Earp.

I just lost my temper.

It was a silly thing to do.

Yes, it was.

But then there wasn't much else
you could do, was there?

It's started already.

Wichita probably never
would have been anything more

than a wide spot in the road
if not for one man.

And I now take great pleasure
in introducing him.

Ladies and gentlemen,
the man who brought the railroad

to Wichita -- Mr. Sam McCoy.

Thank you.
Thank you, friends.

I just want to say one thing
to you,

and I'll make it short
and sweet.

Wichita could be the greatest,

the most prosperous town
in the West

if you'll all remember
just one thing.

Cattle!

This is a railhead now,

a shipping point
for the entire cattle country.

Why, from right here,

we'll actually be feeding
the whole United States!

Now, never forget that, folks.

This is a cattle town,
a cattleman's town.

Why, we'll be shipping tens
of thousands of cows from here.

Hundreds of cowboys
will be our guests.

Well, that's our bread
and butter.

Yours, mine, Wichita's.

All right!
Let's get back to work!

Well, did you get it all, Bat?

Pretty nearly.

I'll get an interview
with Mr. McCoy now.

I'll see you later, Mr. Earp.

Well, I'm glad to see we have

such an efficient
newspaper staff in Wichita.

Thank you, sir.

I'd like to get a little of your
background if you don't mind.

Background?

Where you're from, what you did
before you came to Wichita.

- Things like that.
- All right, young fella.

We got a little business to
take care of over at the bank.

Suppose you walk along with us.
We can talk as we go.

Fine, sir.
Where were you born?

Born?
I was born in Philadelphia.

Good morning.
I'd like to open an account.

Name, please?

Wyatt Earp.

E-A-R-P.

Address?

General delivery, Wichita,
I guess.

And you wish to deposit
the entire amount?

All but this.
There's $2,460 there.

Looks very good, John.

Thank you, Sam.
I'm rather proud of it.

Sign right here, please.

Stay where you are, everybody.

If nobody moves,
nobody gets hurt.

All right.
Lock it.

Get the jewelry.

It's all right, folks.
It's all over.

All right, you fellas.
Take these men out of here.

Come on.
Come along, you.

I'm indebted to you, sir.
We all are.

We certainly are.

We're very grateful to you, sir.
I'm Sam McCoy.

Yes. I know.
I heard your speech.

- My name's Wyatt Earp.
- Well, I'm glad to meet you.

Ladies, may I present
Mr. Wyatt Earp.

- This is my wife, Mrs. McCoy...
- How do you do, Mr. Earp?

- ...and my daughter Laurie.
- Hello.

I'm honored.

Thank you.

You're most welcome, Miss McCoy.

Are you in business
here in Wichita, Mr. Earp?

Well, I'd like to be,

but I haven't quite made up
my mind yet.

Well, since you're more or less
unoccupied for the moment, sir,

we'd like you to consider
our problem of law enforcement.

- Wichita is growing --
- I'm honored, Mr. Mayor.

But I'm a businessman,
not a lawman.

Besides, you already have
a marshal here.

Well, we could use another one,
especially a man like you.

I wish you'd reconsider.

I can assure you that I and
the other businessmen in town

will see to it that you're
extremely well paid.

No, thank you, sir.

Well, good luck in whatever
you decide to do, then.

You can count on me for help
if you need it.

Thank you.
Good day.

Your bank book, sir.

Thanks.
I almost lost it, didn't I?

Pretty good-sized man.

Too bad he wouldn't take
the job.

He may still take it.

That's a natural-born lawman
if I ever saw one.

Let's keep after him.

Good evening, sir.

Bat, Mayor, Mr. Whiteside.

Quite a headline you put out.
"Frontiersman Foils Felons."

Masterson's a great believer
in alliteration.

You should have seen the one
that I made him throw out.

"Gunman Guards Gold,
Guns Guilty."

Have a drink?

No, thanks.

I explained
to our reporter friend here

there's a great difference
between gunmen and gunfighters.

How did you know which one I am,
Mr. Mayor?

Well, I always judge a man
by what I see him do.

A gunfighter's a man
on the side of the law.

That's what you were today.

How'd you like the story, sir?
It's my first byline.

Well, I liked the writing fine,

but you didn't tell everything
that happened.

You didn't mention
your part in it at all.

He's a very modest young man.

Also finds it difficult

to write about himself
in the third person.

By the way...

...Andrew and I have been
talking about you.

So have a lot of other people.

If you're gonna offer me
the marshal's job again,

I'm not interested.

Sorry, Mr. Mayor.

Well, we'd like to know why,
sir.

You don't have to tell us
if you don't want to, of course.

Well, it's my feeling that
there are plenty of other men

who like that sort of work well
enough to make a career of it.

I don't.

Well, frankly,
I don't blame you.

It's a thankless job
and a dangerous one.

That's right.

And beside the routine work
of keeping the peace,

the marshal's always a target.

Any number of gunslingers
are willing to risk their lives

just to build up their
reputation by killing a lawman.

Now, you can count on my support
as long as I'm here, Mr. Mayor,

but only as a law-abiding
citizen, not as a lawman.

Good evening.

Oh, he doesn't
strike me as a man

who's particularly concerned
about danger.

Nobody with an ounce of brains
likes to get shot at.

Well, no one's taken any shots
at the marshal we have now.

Billy Smith?
You call him a lawman?

Well, he's been one
all his life.

He's been chased
out of almost every town

this side of the Mississippi.

How long do you think
he'll last in Wichita

when those crazy cowboys
get here?

I heard he was treed
in Ellsworth a couple years ago.

Treed?

A Western expression
meaning "terrified."

Seems to me I remember
about that, too.

Bunch of drunken punchers
shot up a place,

and after they got rid of Smith,
a stranger came along

and threw the whole bunch
of them in the jail

without firing a shot.

I remember his name, too.

Wyatt Earp.

That's a shame.
He's just what we need.

You should have seen
the way he handled

that big gun of his today.

He deliberately shot to wound
those men, not to kill 'em.

There's a lot more to him

than just his ability
to handle a gun.

Personally, I think he's
a lawman by nature and desire

and he's just fighting
against it.

What are you talking about?

I knew a blacksmith
back in Boston.

Acted the same way,
only it was about religion.

Natural-born preacher.

He was fighting against it.

One day,
the regular preacher got sick,

and this blacksmith substituted
for him.

Spent the rest of his life
serving God.

Finest preacher I ever knew.

Serving God and serving the law%
are two different things.

I disagree.

To do either one
takes a dedicated man.

You know what
I mean by a dedicated man.

You'd better go to bed, Arthur.

Bat.

Yes, sir.
I'll take care of him.

You really think
there's a chance

Wyatt Earp might take that job?

If he does, he'd be crazy.

If he doesn't, this town
won't be fit to live in.

You ever seen a bunch
of cowboys hurrah a town?

No, sir.

I did.

Quite a spectacle.

They shoot at windows, lights...
things.

One night they killed my wife.

Lock up, Bat, will you?

Yes, sir.

Here come the history-makers.

There she is!
She's all yours!

Honey, the Texas men are here,

and this town ain't gonna
never be the same.

All right, boys. I don't want to
see a sober man by nightfall.

- Sam, we're here!
- Fine, Clint! Fine!

How long to do expect to stay
in Wichita, Mr. Wallace?

Well, there's no use
rushing things.

You know my punchers
aren't gonna be ready to leave

till they run out of wages --
or till you run out of liquor.

Speaking of liquor,
the first round is on me, sir.

It's a pleasure.
Next one's on me. Let's go.

Babylon on the Arkansas River.

No hanging gardens yet.

By the way,

have you decided what business
you're gonna take up?

No, not yet.

Always room for another saloon.

I saw Bat go in there with
some of the town dignitaries.

Well, he'll be all right.
He doesn't drink yet.

Long as he's with
that big cattleman Wallace,

the cowboys
will leave him alone.

I hope so.
He's a nice kid.

There's only one thing wrong
with him.

He doesn't know
how to be afraid.

And you do?

Yes.
I've learned.

Oh, what you learned
was discretion,

which, according
to the philosophers,

is the better part of valor.

Well, maybe you're right.

I don't ever remember going out

and deliberately looking
for trouble, but...

But it finds you anyways.

Will you, uh, join me
in a drink, Wyatt?

No, thanks.

Enjoy yourself, Mr. Whiteside.

Oh, sure.

- Good afternoon.
- Good afternoon.

May I help you?

That's very kind of you.
This is terribly heavy.

Well, they're finally here.

It's exciting, isn't it?

Well, I guess
you could call it that.

Miss McCoy, I wouldn't advise
your going out on the street

unescorted after this,

at least not until after
the cowboys have left town.

Do you really think
there will be any violence?

Yes, I do.

Whoo-hoo!

Thank you.

It was my pleasure.

Oh, Miss McCoy?

You may be hearing some gunfire
tonight.

I hope it doesn't alarm you
and your mother too much.

Just stay away from the windows
and don't leave any lamps on.

Well, I've heard about these
wild Western nights before,

but I didn't believe
it really happened.

It happens.

It troubles you, doesn't it?

Yes, it does.

I've lived in the West
almost all my life.

I've seen dozens
of these trail towns.

The violence in them
always troubles me.

You think I'd be used to it
by now.

You're a strange man,
Wyatt Earp.

You think so?

Yes. You're very different
than you were in the bank.

I guess I was born
under a troublesome star.

Things like that
are always happening to me.

You will be careful tonight,
won't you?

Yes.
Thank you.

Good afternoon.

Good afternoon.

Come on! Let's have a drink!

- Hey, bartender!
- Come on, friend!

- Keep this glass full here.
- Yes, sir.

Oh!

There you are, Gyp!

I said you was gonna take
a bath!

Us Texas men swim together.

Sold the whole herd.
Shipping 'em out tomorrow.

You know, I've seen a lot
of trail towns come and go,

but Wichita's here to stay.

Ha!

"Ha" yourself.
You're drunk.

Whiteside, you're
a drunk newspaper editor.

One thing I hate
is a drunk newspaper editor.

- I hate --
- Or a sober one!

I hate cattlemen too!

Well, I'll drink to that --
in wild and woolly Wichita!

Well, young fella,
where you been?

Come on.
Sit down and have a drink.

No, thanks, Mr. Wallace.

Let's go, sir.

Ha!

You know, Sam, I don't think
he likes this cowboy.

Him? Sure, he does.
Everybody likes you.

Just can't drink like you.
That's all.

That's right.

I always could hold my liquor.

Let's go over to the keno house.

Whoa.

Oh, Clint, you and I are too old
for this all-night drinking.

Oh, Sam, maybe you're right.

Well, come on over to the house.

Mary's got the spare room
all made up for you.

You know, Sam, that Mary
is a very hospitable woman.

How do you feel, sir?

What time is it, Bat?

Twenty to 12:00.

Shouldn't be long now.

You think they'll hurrah
Wichita?

Get a pad and a pencil, boy.
I want a detailed account.

That's the least we can do.

Gyp.
Gyp Clements!

Coming, boss.
Coming.

What's up, my boy?

Ah.
Taste this.

Taste all right to me.

No, it don't!
It tastes terrible!

Yeah. You're right.
Tastes terrible.

The liquor's gone stale, boys!
We need some fresh air!

[ Shouting continues

Come on!
Let's get it over there!

Come on! Away we go!

What's happening?

You'll find out soon enough.

The best thing you can do
is stay inside

until this is all over.

Come on.

Bring her here!

Settle down.
Get a doctor.

There's no doctor in Wichita.

I know a little about
this business.

Get me some clean rags
and some water.

It's not serious, miss.

- Well?
- Well what?

- Give me your badge.
- You're crazy.

You wouldn't last two minutes
out there.

Give it to me.

Got a shotgun in this place?

- A shotgun?
- You heard him.

There's one in my office.
Go get it.

Wait a minute, Wyatt.

Raise your right hand.

Do you solemnly swear
to uphold the laws

the United States of America
and this community?

I do.

I hereby appoint you
marshal of Wichita.

He's as good as dead right now.

There's about 20 of them left.

The others have fallen off
their horses or just quit.

They'll go on

till they're too tired
or thirsty to ride anymore.

Might last till dawn.

Mr. Whiteside, look!

Hey, boys!
Look who's here!

And wearing a nice,
shiny new badge, too.

Hey, Gyp.
Gyp, where are you?

Right here.

I got two loads of buckshot
pointing at you boys.

I figure that ought to
take along about five of you

at this range.

What's the idea?

The idea is you're under arrest.

Tell your men to drop their guns
in the street.

You've got just 10 seconds.

One.

Two.

Three.

Four.

Five.

Six.

Seven.

Eight.

Hey, drop 'em, boys.
He means it.

Mayor... unlock your jail

and I'll deliver these prisoners
to you.

You're making a mistake.

This is gonna get you killed.

Take your men to the jail,
Thompson.

Leave your horses
at the hitch rail.

Now, you listen to me.

You're all under arrest.

Now move.

Listen, mister.

I'm gonna get my gun,
and then you and me are gonna --

No, you're not.
You're a prisoner.

Yeah? Go ahead.

You go ahead and use
that scatter gun.

That's the only way you're gonna
get me in that jail.

Bat!

Take this
and keep those men covered.

If anyone moves,
pull both triggers.

You don't have to aim.

I don't want to kill you,
Clements.

Not now or any other time.

Turn around and walk over
to the jail.

Here's your gun.

Yes, sir.

- Thanks very much.
- You're welcome, sir.

Good night, Mayor.

Wyatt, I'll hold a trial
at 10:00.

I'll need your testimony.

All right.
I'll be there.

What do you think I should do
with them?

Well, I don't know.
That's your job.

- About all I can do is fine 'em.
- All right.

You collect their fines, and
I'll see that they leave town.

A lot of people won't like that.

How about you?

Well, it might be
a little drastic.

Good night, Mayor.

Good night, Wyatt.

Good morning.

What's this I hear about you
locking up some of my men?

- That's right.
- On what charge?

- Disturbing the peace.
- Disturbing the peace?

Well, I'll pay their fines.
You can let them out.

They're probably pretty thirsty
by now.

Court's in session at 10:00.

You can pay their fines then
if you wish.

Pay 'em now. They've been
locked up long enough.

I'm sorry, Mr. Wallace.
Ten o'clock.

That's in a little less
than three hours from now.

See you then.

Listen, you.

Maybe you didn't understand me.

I'll talk plainer.

I want those men out, and I want
them out in 10 minutes.

If they're not on the street
in that length of time,

we're gonna come back and tear
that jail of yours apart

and you right along with it.

Hold it.

You won't be back, Mr. Wallace,
'cause you'll be in jail.

For threatening an officer
of the law.

You can pass the word around

to any of your friends
who aren't in jail.

There's gonna be a trial
at 10:00.

You're all welcome to attend it.

I'll kill the first man
who tries for a jail break.

Any questions?

Well?
Any questions?

Jail's right over there,
Mr. Wallace.

I don't want any more trouble,
Mr. Wallace.

Come on. Get out of the way.
Move over.

You're as good as dead.
You know that, don't you?

Morning, Marshal.

Morning, Mr. McCoy.

I'm delighted you took the job,
Wyatt.

What made you change your mind?

Oh, a lot of things.

Saw you in action last night.

I certainly admire the way
you handled those men.

Thanks.

What you gonna do, fine 'em?

No, no. It's up to Mayor Hope.
He set the trial for 10:00.

If you'll excuse me,
I'll go get some breakfast.

Uh, Marshal?

Didn't I just see you arrest
Clint Wallace?

- That's right.
- Well, why?

He wasn't mixed up in
last night's excitement, was he?

No. I arrested him
to prevent trouble.

He threatened to break his men
out of jail.

Oh, he didn't mean that.
I'm sure he didn't.

- He's just trying to bluff you.
- I don't think he was.

Even so, I won't take a chance
on any more violence, Mr. McCoy.

Wyatt, one thing I don't think
you've considered.

Wichita depends on these
cattlemen for its livelihood.

Men like Clint Wallace
and his cowboys...

they're important to us.

Oh, of course they raise
a little Cain once in a while,

but I think we have to make
certain concessions.

I don't agree with you,
Mr. McCoy.

Not when the result
is destruction of property

and loss of life.

I didn't know anybody was killed
last night.

One of the townspeople?

- Yes.
- Who?

Michael Jackson was his name.
He was 5 years old.

Don't come back.

Who do you think you are?

I'm marshal of this city,
and as long as I am,

I don't want to see any
of those men in town again.

- Including me?
- No.

I didn't see you
or these other men

shooting up the street
last night.

There are their guns.

Come on.

Thanks, Bat.

This applies to residents too,
you know.

I'd like to be your deputy.

The job sort of calls for
an older man than you are.

- Who?
- That's a pretty good question.

I don't know anyone else in town
that would want the job.

All right. I'm sending for
a couple of men I know.

Until they get here,
the job's yours.

Can you use that?

I can shoot it all right,
but I'm not too fast yet.

Don't try to be.

If you have to use your gun,
just make sure

your first shot goes
where you want it to go.

Yes, sir.

Come on back to the office and
we'll get you a deputy's badge.

Then we'll tack these up
around town.

I believe in what
you're trying to do.

I'm not sure your solution
is the right one.

It's the only one,
Mr. Whiteside.

If men aren't carrying guns,
they can't shoot each other.

It's as simple as that.

You've taken a serious step,
Wyatt.

It's not gonna make you popular.

Without guns, even the good
citizens are unprotected.

It's your job to see
that they're not.

Now you know why I never wanted
this job in the first place.

But you took it,
and you'll do it.

Bat and I are with you
right down the line.

I read your editorial.

It's a comfort to know
I don't stand entirely alone.

A newspaper is supposed to be

something more
than just a comfort.

It's supposed to mold
public opinion.

It's supposed to have
a certain influence.

But it takes time,
Mr. Whiteside.

How much time do you have,
Wyatt?

As long as it takes.

Good!

Oh.
Here.

Thanks for your support,
both of you.

A pleasure.

A pleasure and a privilege,
Marshal.

You know,
I think he'll make it stick

if they leave him alone.

- You mean the cowpunchers?
- No. The citizens!

What do you suppose
is gonna happen to Wichita

when word gets around
we got a crazy marshal here?

I'll tell you what.

It's gonna turn into
a ghost town.

No cattleman in his right mind
is gonna come within miles

of a town where he can't wear
his own gun.

- We've got to get --
- Hello, Doc, John, Andrew.

Sam, we've got to do something

- about this marshal.
- I know we do.

That's why I asked you
to meet me here.

Andrew, why can't you talk
to him?

Tell him he's overdoing his job
a little bit.

He's not the kind of a man
you tell how to do his job.

He does it his own way
or he doesn't do it at all.

- Well, that's fine with me.
- Now just a minute.

We need a good lawman here.
I think we all agree on that.

Sam, there's a possibility
we'll all be ruined

if the marshal isn't curbed
in his methods.

This town has invested
a lot of money

in setting itself up
as a cattle center.

What if the cattlemen stay away
from Wichita?

And they will too, believe me.

And what's gonna happen
to all of us?

What are you gonna ship
on your railroad?

Oh, Doc, it's not as serious
as you're making it out to be.

Not yet, anyway.

I'll tell you what we'll do.

We'll have the marshal in
for a social evening

and just talk to him,
man to man,

explain the situation to him.

You know, it's just possible
he doesn't understand it.

That sounds like a good idea,
Sam.

Suppose it don't work.

We'll get rid of him.

Andrew hired him.
Andrew can fire him.

It's as simple as that.

Marshal, will you have
another slice of cake?

Oh.
No, thank you, ma'am.

I thought all outdoor men
like you had huge appetites.

Not when they're indoors,
Miss McCoy.

You should see me at a picnic.

- I'd like to.
- How about tomorrow?

Obvious our new marshal
is not a man

who believes in wasting time.

Ladies, shall we have our coffee
in the living room

while the gentlemen smoke?

Do you like cold fried chicken,
Marshal?

Drink up.
To Wichita!

Well, boys, let's go to work
on our guest of honor.

At your service.

We're glad to hear you say that.

Provided, of course, it's not
just a figure of speech.

I don't know
that I understand that entirely.

Well, we're just
simple businessmen here,

citizens of Wichita.

And I think I can safely say
that among us...

we represent the city.

Well, don't you agree?

To a point, yes.

How do you mean that?

Well, it's just that
I don't believe anyone can say

he represents a city

unless he's been elected
to office by the citizens.

And the only man here that
description fits is Mayor Hope.

That's very true.

Andrew, I think you
ought to speak for Wichita.

That's a good idea, Andrew.

There's no point in fencing,
Wyatt.

This group, which is something
of a town council,

you might say,

thinks your reforms have been
a little too drastic.

I see.

That refers to the ban
on firearms, I imagine.

It certainly does. The silliest
thing I ever heard of.

We know that men will eventually
leave their guns at home

as a matter of choice.

But that day hasn't come yet,
Wyatt.

It has in Wichita --
as long as I'm marshal.

That can be changed and fast.

Now, just a minute, Doc.

No point in getting angry
about this.

Wyatt... we know that you've
acted in good faith,

that your interest in Wichita
is honest and sincere.

It's just a bit difficult for
you to see the business side.

That's all.

Well, surely you'll admit that.

Yes, I'll admit it.

I realize that Wichita
is dependent almost entirely

upon cattle and cowboys
at the present time.

- It's a boom town.
- No.

No, I don't think it is.

It's big,
and it's growing all the time,

and we expect to grow with it.

But we won't if we discourage
the big shippers

from coming here.

If you recall, I didn't ask
for this job in the first place.

You invited me to take it,
and I refused.

I changed my mind last night
for reasons you know very well.

Now I'm committed.

I won't change my methods,
and I won't quit.

You'll have to fire me.

Well, as Doc Black mentioned
a minute ago,

that can be arranged.

Arrange it, then.

All right, Andrew.
Go ahead.

Marshal?

Marshal!

Marshal...

My gun, please.

Who are they and where, Bat?

Some of the Big W punchers
you arrested last night.

They're at the Texas House.

Well, Mayor?

Well, Marshal?

Andrew, you've made
a terrible --

Now, now, now.

It's all right, Andrew.
Tomorrow will do just as well.

Clements' boys are in town
right now.

Maybe they'll take care
of things tonight.

Don't look like that marshal's
gonna show up, does it?

He'll be here.

A big "W."

- Now, what are you gonna do?
- You watch this.

Raise your hands.

Raise 'em!

I'm not gonna bother
arresting you this time.

What's the matter with you,
Marshal?

- You getting --
- Shut up!

None of you could pay
a hundred-dollar fine anyhow.

I told you two not to come back
here as long as I was marshal.

If I see you in town again,
I'll kill you.

Now get out of here!

Not now.

- We're coming back.
- Don't.

I told you what would happen
to you if you did.

If you want to kill us,
why haven't you done it?

You've had a couple of chances.

I don't, Gyp.
Don't force me.

Did you really cook
that chicken, Laurie?

I certainly did.

That pie's my work, too.

I am impressed.

I don't know why you should be.

Women do 90% of the cooking
in this country.

Who taught you?

Mother.

That's the way it usually is,
you know.

Apparently you haven't had
much interest in girls.

I would have had...

if there had been more of them
like you.

You don't waste any time,
do you, Wyatt?

Time never seemed very important
to me before, Laurie.

Now it is.

I don't want to waste a minute
of it.

I think we'd better go.

What'll it be?

Whiskey.

You boys see the signs
around town?

No guns allowed.

We can read.

Doc, you expecting a couple
of gunslingers from the Big W?

Yeah. I have been for days.
They here?

Looks like it.

Couple of hard-looking waddies
at the bar

who haven't checked
their hardware.

Send 'em in.

The boss would like to talk
to you fellas.

What about?

I don't know.
He's in there.

What do we owe you?

It's on the house.

Hear that?

I think we might like
this place.

Welcome to Wichita, gentlemen.

I'm Doc Black.

You boys a little out of style,

wearing guns in this town,
ain't you?

Yeah?

Wallace from the Big W send you?

Get to the point, mister.
You wanted to see us.

Here we are.

All right.

It's worth $1,000 to me
to get a certain job done.

It'll mean using... those.

You interested?

Mm-hmm.
We're interested.

I thought you might be.

You shouldn't have been
so obvious, though.

The marshal might have seen you
and taken them things away

before you had a chance
to use 'em.

I doubt that.

Here's your money.

You'll get it
when the job's finished.

I don't want you boys to think

I'm trying to tell you
how to operate,

but I know the situation here
better than you.

Go ahead.

Well, in the first place,

one of you has got to keep
out of sight.

Sam, please.
I --

I'm sorry, dear, but I've got to
put a stop to this right now

before it goes any further.

But why?

Why can't you and the marshal
settle your differences

without bringing Laurie into it?

S-She's fond of him, you know.

The whole town's against him.
It's not just me.

It can only end one way.

I don't want Laurie walking
next to him when it happens.

Do you?

Oh, hello, Dad.
We just --

Will you go inside,
please, Laurie?

I'll talk to you later.

- But, Dad, I --
- Please, Laurie.

Good afternoon, Wyatt.

Good afternoon, Laurie.

I've got to ask you
not to see my daughter again.

You understand why, don't you?

Yes, I do.

Marshal, there's a gunman
over at Texas House.

Who is it?

I don't know, but he's wearing
a gun and he won't take it off.

- He saw your sign and --
- Is he alone?

Yes. He's sitting
at the table, drinking.

All right.
Excuse me.

He's coming.

Hello, Wyatt.

Morgan.
So you're the big gunman, huh?

- Where's Jim?
- Hiya, Wyatt.

Got a customer for you.
A good one, too.

You know him?

Yeah, I know him.
What'd he do?

He offered us $1,000
to kill you.

If these two are friends
of yours, Wyatt,

you can tell them
the joke's over.

I never seen 'em before.

I can believe that
all right, Doc.

But they're not just my friends.
They're my brothers.

Very clever.

Well, now you know%
where I stand.

You're not standing there
anymore, Doc.

You got an hour
to get out of Wichita.

Morgan, help him pack.

Glad to.

Goodbye.

You can tell that brother
of yours I'll be back.

I wouldn't if I were you.

Not ever.

All right.
Let's get started.

We'll get to Wichita
right after dark.

What are we gonna do
if Earp's not on the street?

He'll probably be there.

He makes a tour about sundown,
looking for trouble.

He'll either be on the street
or in the newspaper office.

Yeah. He might just pick tonight
to be someplace else.

Then we'll try again
tomorrow night.

Remember, now, we ride
straight through town, slow.

It'll be too dark
for anybody to recognize us.

If we don't see him,
we turn around

and ride through the other way.

All right.
Let's go.

Oh, Miss McCoy.
Good evening.

Good evening.
Is the marshal here?

Yes, ma'am.
I'll get him for you.

Thank you.

Oh, Wyatt.
I was just coming up to get you.

Good evening.
I was on my way to your house.

Yes. I know.
I heard Father send for you.

Wyatt, what's going on
between you two?

Didn't he tell you?

No. He just said that
I wasn't to see you again.

Why?

It's a difference of opinion
about Wichita

and the way it should be.

That's not enough
of an explanation.

It'd take a long time
to explain, Laurie,

and I don't have much time.

I wish I did.

Wyatt, who's right,
you or my father?

It's not a question
of who's right.

It's a question of what's right.

Promise me there won't be
any trouble.

Please promise me.

Come on, Laurie.
I'll walk you home.

- Hello, Andrew.
- Good evening, Mary.

Let me take your hat.

You better keep it handy
for me, Mary.

I don't think
I'll be staying long.

What's going to happen, Andrew?

I've never known Sam to be
as bitter about anyone

as he is about the marshal.

Why does he hate him so?

Well, it's not really hate.

It's not nearly that simple.

He's in there.

Good evening, Sam.

Good evening, Andrew.

Well, where's your marshal?

He's on his way.

You know why I sent for you,
don't you?

Yes, Sam, I do.

Well, you know
what you've got to do.

Yes, I know.

Good.

Well, sit down, Andrew.

Tell him to take his brothers
with him.

I want them all out of here
by tomorrow morning.

No, Sam.

What?

I can't do it.

I see.

We need a new mayor
as well as a new marshal, huh?

That's possible.

Perhaps the townspeople agree
with you.

You can depend on that.

Well, we'll see.

It's seven or eight months
until election time.

You have plenty of time
to choose another candidate

to run against me.

We'll hold a special election.
I made you mayor. I can --

I was the only candidate running
for office, Sam.

I didn't even need a platform
then.

But I've got one now --
law and order.

Good evening, Marshal.

I understand you want to talk
to me about Doc Black.

Yes. What makes you think
you've got the right --

I don't have to answer to you

about throwing Doc Black out
of Wichita or for anything else.

You listen to me.

I've listened to you
long enough.

I've got a job to do,
and I'm gonna do it.

I'm going to enforce the law%
here,

and I'll deal in my own way
with anyone who breaks it,

including you.

I'm not Doc Black.

You can't threaten me
and get away with it.

I just want it understood
that as far as I'm concerned,

you're an ordinary citizen.

You have no special privileges.

I see.

Well, the next time
I walk out in that street,

I'll be wearing a gun!

I'll be waiting for you.

I'm sorry, Laurie.

Marshal, please.

Isn't there any other way?

I'm afraid not, ma'am.

Oh!

There he is.

Sam...

Get the horses.

- Mary.
- Mother!

Mary.

Mary!

Mary...

Come on! Hyah!

Yep.
Three horses, all right.

Come on. Let's keep going.

What's the matter with you,
anyhow?

Get Wyatt Earp.

Never mind the others.
They're no good without him.

We'll need fresh horses
to go after Black.

Ours are about through.

No hurry.
We'll get 'em another day.

How bad are you hurt, Jim?

Not bad, Wyatt.
The shoulder.

I'll ride with you, Bat.

We'll go back to Wichita
and wait for the Big W.

- Do you think they'll come?
- They'll come, all right.

We killed two of their men.

Good morning, Marshal.

How is Miss McCoy
and her father?

Hello, Wyatt.

Miss Laurie, please,
can I bring you some breakfast?

No, thank you, William.

Laurie, is there anything
I can do?

No.

It was kind of you to stop by,
though.

I'm sorry.

Oh, Wyatt.

She never hurt anybody
in her whole life!

I know.
I know.

Did you just get back?

Yes.

You must be exhausted
and hungry.

I'll get you something to eat.

Thank you.

But I'd like to speak
to your father for a minute.

He won't see anybody.

He's been in with Mother
ever since last night.

Well, I guess what I have
to tell him can wait.

It's gonna make him mad,
but that might be good for him.

It might.

Is it about the men who did it?

Yes.
We caught two of them.

The third one got away.

It was someone your father knew%
and trusted.

- Who?
- Doc Black.

Doc Black?
But he was our friend!

I know he was.

It's not over yet, is it?

No, it isn't.

Now you know why your father
doesn't want us together.

Too many people shooting at me.

But you're not going to quit?

No.

Don't ever quit.

Not until it's impossible
for things like this to happen.

I figure that ought to take me
the rest of my life.

And mine.

'Cause I'm going to be with you.

Come along.
I'll fix you breakfast.

They started shooting
as soon as they saw us.

We didn't have a chance
to give ourselves up,

even if we'd have wanted to.

You sure my brother was dead?

Sure.
Al Mann, too.

They must have had
10 slugs apiece in 'em.

I'm going to Wichita.

Anybody else coming?

Boss, that marshal's killed
two of our boys.

Hunted 'em down.

You're not gonna let him
get away with it, are you?

No, I'm not.
We're going with you.

They want me, boys.

Get your men out of town,
Wallace.

What's wrong with you, Sam?
Two of my boys were killed.

We came here to get the man
who did it.

Your boys killed my wife.

Sam, I... I didn't know.

Where's Doc Black?

He didn't come with us.

Turn around, boys.
Let's be going.

Come on, Gyp.

I came here to kill a man, boss.

Forget it. Your brother got
what he deserved.

All right, boys.

Don't try to wing me.

Either you're gonna die or I am.

I know, Gyp.
I'm sorry.

Thanks, Mr. McCoy.

Can we shake hands, Wyatt?

Sure.

Come and get it!

Well, I tried everything I know%

to keep him from taking that job
in Dodge City.

Dodge is twice as bad
as Wichita ever was.

It won't be for him.

Even if it is, he has to go.

Yes, I guess he does.

♪ He had a gal ♪

♪ And he courted
and married her ♪

♪ She added love
to his great renown ♪

♪ Folks still speak
about the marshal of Wichita ♪

♪ And today
it's a very nice town ♪

♪ Back in Wichita ♪

♪ Law and order prevail ♪

♪ Take me back to Wichita ♪

♪ Let me ride
that Wichita trail ♪