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...starring James Arness as Matt Dillon.

Good... morning, Mr. Yankton.

Morning. About that breakfast you sent up to my room...

It was fine.

Well, that's good.

I... I'm real glad you liked it,

Mr. Yankton.

I did. Just fine.

Oh, and here's a later entry.

Now, on the eighth, there's five pounds of coffee...

Mr. Jonas, what's this one here?

Well, now, on the fourth of the month,

it shows you come in to pick up a ten gallon can of coal oil.

Mm-hmm. Oh, I...

I have mind you said you meant to come in on the third,

'cause that's the day you first discovered the lamps

was clean empty, but you got busy with a killing or somewhat.

Anyway, you didn't pick it up till the fourth.

Say all that on the bill?

coal oil,

Excuse me a minute, would you, Mr. Jonas? ten gallons, 30 cents.

Oh, and... and here's a later entry, same day.

Three lamp chimneys.

Yeah, well, Chester filled the lamps that day.

Well, they don't break the chimneys as a rule.

It does if you set the can down on them.

Yeah, I... Excuse me a minute, would you, Mr. Jonas, please?

I guess it would.

You, uh, you mind if I try

a mite of this tonic, Mr. Jonas,

just to see if it's all right for me, you know?

A mite's all right, Chester.

Excuse me.

Let me see, on the, uh...

on the eighth, here's five pounds of coffee...

Ooh, that... that tonic, it gets in your eyes,

it makes 'em smart like.

Be nice if it worked that way on your head, too.

Chester, darn it!

Well, I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

I am trying to work out the marshal's payment here.

Well, I'd... I'd help you but good,

but I ain't too good at figures.

Now, look, Mr. Jonas,

what's this one here on the ninth?

It says horehound and licorice.

Well, that's what it says.

Don't you recollect getting any horehound

or licorice on the ninth?

Excuse me, would you, Mr. Jonas?

I see that I used that green tonic before,

but you got yellow here and you've got red.

Yeah, and it smells just like the green.

Oh?

Well, let me see... Marshal, where was we?

Horehound and licorice.

Oh, you... you got any fresh, Mr. Jonas?

That last I got wasn't up to snuff.

It was kind of old and crumbly like.

I do not have any fresh. Oh.

Well, well, I guess that belongs

on the bill, too, then.

Excuse me a minute, Mr. Jonas.

You don't need another bottle!

Smarting again.

All right, Mr. Jonas...

Now, look, you go over there, and you stay by that window,

or somebody's gonna get their throat cut for sure.

Well, if you feel that way about it, Mr. Jonas.

Chester, you got me so edgy I'm ready to fly.

Well, forever more.

Well, I never, I sworn to dickens.

Mr. Dillon, there... there's that man again.

What's he doing now?

Well, he's... he's just walking

and looking like he always does.

Two days of walking and looking.

Maybe he's figuring to buy the place.

Well, he sure has been studying everything enough.

I never seen a man take such an interest in a town.

Well, I have, Chester.

Oh, what do you mean? You know him?

Not him, but I know his kind.

You see enough of 'em, you get so's

you can recognize that look.

Well, there's nothing about his look

that means a thing to me.

He's trouble, Chester.

I don't know just what kind

or when it'll happen, but he's trouble.

He's heading straight for Miss Kitty.

Well, he's sure no stranger to her, that's for sure.

No, I guess he isn't.

Well, you... you know, you don't see her

look at a man like that too often.

Nope, not too often.

Come on.

Mr. Dillon, Mr. Dillon, you...

you know what I can't understand,

is-is-is why Miss Kitty would be talking

to a man like that, you know, that you say means trouble.

Well, Chester, Kitty knows a lot of men.

Well, yeah, sure, she does.

You know, what could be is she don't know

what kind of a man he is.

That being the case, maybe you ought to talk to her.

I'll do my talking to him, Chester.

Well, she's taking her leave of him.

Now would be a good time.

Yeah... yeah, maybe I will talk to him.

Look, you can run back to the office, huh?

Oh, well, uh...

You want something, mister?

Well, I think you've been around Dodge

long enough to know who I am.

Sure, you're Marshal Dillon.

If there's anything around town

you don't understand, maybe I can help you out.

Well, I've been out of civilization

for three months, Marshal.

I'm just trying to get used to it again.

Oh, you got a name?

Cole Yankton.

That's no summer name,

in case that's what you're thinking.

Oh, well, what have you been doing

that's kept you out of civilization for so long?

Oh, I've been out trading horses

among the settlers and Indians.

Are you all through that now?

Yeah, I did pretty good.

Sold everything I had.

Well, most men come into Dodge

for the sights set on gambling.

I haven't seen you around the saloon yet.

I'll get around to that.

Oh, you're planning to stay a while, are you?

I just come through here to get the Santa Fe for Wichita.

Ah... well, leaves every day.

You know, you act like you got something against me.

No... no, not yet.

Well, I reckon being a lawman,

you gotta be suspicious of everybody.

Not everybody.

Well, there's nothing wrong with me, Marshal,

so don't you worry about a thing.

I won't.

Good.

Maybe I'll let you do the worrying.

Hello, Kitty.

Hello, Matt.

Well, uh, can we sit down?

Sure we can.

What's the matter, is something wrong?

Well, no, not a thing.

Unless maybe it's this drink.

If Red keeps this up, the saloon's gonna go broke.

Keeps what up?

Well, he's practically stopped watering the whiskey.

Oh, I see.

I swear, this is only half water.

All I know is, the less whiskey people drink,

the less trouble they make for me, Kitty.

What's the matter?

Oh, yeah, you, uh... you know him,

don't you?

Kitty, Marshal.

You two know each other?

Would you say we knew each other, Marshal?

Well, I'd say we'd met, Yankton.

I don't think we know each other.

I was hoping I could see you, Kitty.

You can, Cole.

Excuse us, Matt.

Sure.

I thought you had forgotten about me, Kitty.

I thought I had, too.

Well, Chester, look at that.

There sits the marshal of Dodge City, half asleep.

Yeah. Yep.

Crimes being committed all over the town,

widows being robbed, old men getting their throats cut,

children being sold into slavery,

and there he sits, sucking on a straw,

digesting his dinner.

Yeah, he... he, uh...

he don't look none too lively, Doc.

If I had a gun, I could shoot his heels off.

Well, I'd soon enough get you one.

Why don't you two sit down and quit your bragging?

Well, maybe, uh... maybe we ought

to sit down, Chester, I don't know.

Let's pull a chair into it, you know.

See, make him look less conspicuous.

Oh, I tell you...

this is one part of my job that I...

I surely take pleasure in.

Let me tell you something.

I wouldn't hire either of you two

to drive a tent peg in quicksand.

Well, now, Mr. Dillon, I don't need for you

Oh, don't-don't... don't answer him. to talk to me like that.

Don't answer him, Chester,

it's just his bad conscience talking.

He's ashamed of himself.

Doc, didn't you ever hear of a man sittin' and thinkin'?

Well, yes, I've heard of it.

Don't see it done much anymore, though.

Now, tell me, what in the world

could you be thinking so hard about?

Cole Yankton.

Is that who that is?

Well, I've seen him once before today.

Where'd you see him, Doc?

Well, I just looked out my window

a while ago, and there he was,

right across the street there, talking to Kitty.

Kitty.

You know, that's beginning to gall me a little,

him talking to Miss Kitty like that all the time.

Chester, why shouldn't he talk to her?

Well...

no reason, only...

Oh, you're not fooling me a bit, Matt.

You're bothered about it just as much as Chester and me

and everybody else.

Well, it's like I was telling Chester, Doc-

Kitty knows a lot of men.

Men like that- outlaws?

Well, he told me he was a horse trader.

There, they're at it again.

Well, now, just what on earth do you think

that they've got to say to each other all the time?

By golly, I don't know, Chester,

but look at that, she's... she keeps nodding,

and she's agreeing to something.

Yeah, well, just speaking purely for myself,

I don't like it a bit, not one bit.

There, he's leaving town, it looks like.

Good riddance.

Well, don't you like that better, Chester?

Yeah, I do.

Looks like maybe you won't have to worry about him at all, Matt.

Maybe.

Mr. Dillon, why don't you ask Miss Kitty about him?

You said you was having supper

with her tonight, didn't you?

Yeah, Chester, I'm having supper with her.

You like the enchiladas?

Yeah, well, I'd like 'em better if I knew what was in 'em.

Haven't you ever been here before?

Not very often.

You know, for one thing,

it's too far a walk out here.

This is hardly part of Dodge.

It's just on the edge of town.

I don't think you like Mexican food.

I grew up on it, Kitty.

Well, a walk's good for you- gives you an appetite.

Is that why you brought me clear out here?

No.

I just get tired of eating at Delmonico's and those places.

A little change of scenery is good for you

once in a while.

Yeah, as long as it's for the better.

Matt...

You haven't asked me about Cole Yankton.

No. Should I?

Well, I just thought maybe you would.

Mr. Dillon!

What are you doing out here?!

I thought I'd never find you!

What's the matter?

Well, three men busted into the bank

and got away with $10,000!

What? Yeah!

You got any idea who it was?

Well, yeah, one of 'em, anyway.

Who?

Cole Yankton.

Matt!

We'll talk about it later, Kitty.

I got your horse, Mr. Dillon,

but we're gonna have to go some if we intend to catch 'em.

You sure they headed south out of Dodge?

Well, yeah, I'm sure.

Course, they did get a head start on us-

me having to look all over for you.

Well, as black as it is, we might as well be waiting until daylight.

Well, Cole Yankton ain't waiting for daylight, Mr. Dillon.

I know it.

Isn't that a fire over there?

Well, it appears to be.

Come on.

Evening.

You been here long?

Long enough to get waked up twice.

We're trailing some men.

They might have headed this way.

Did you see anybody tonight?

Ain't seen anybody.

But about an hour ago, I heard some horses ride by.

Were they headed south?

They woke me up, too.

At least we're going the right direction, Chester.

Yeah. Much obliged.

They running, Marshal?

Yeah. Well, they couldn't keep up the pace

they were setting when they came by here.

This country to the south gets wild.

If they're figuring to dig in, I know the likely spot.

Oh, where is it? How far?

Mm, about an hour's hard ride.

You follow this trail till you come to a rise

off to the left.

There's an old lean-to shack behind it

that you can't see till you come up on it.

If I wanted to hide myself,

that's where I'd go.

Much obliged to you. Thanks.

Let's go.

Don't make that fire too big.

No matter. There won't nobody find us tonight.

They ain't even bothering to hide, Mr. Dillon.

If it was me, I'd get myself in that shack.

Well, yeah, but they'd have been safe enough

if it hadn't been for that cowboy, Chester.

But there's only two of 'em.

The other one's probably in the shack.

You're bound to make a big fire, aren't you?

I can't just set.

I don't feel easy.

You were mighty easy a while back.

Said they couldn't find us.

Well, just the same, I don't like stopping.

We ought to be riding.

How they gonna find us? They ain't bloodhounds.

You ain't always right, Yankton.

I'll give you credit for one thing.

Least that tinhorn marshal never showed up.

Don't give me credit.

Yeah, that gal helped you out, didn't she?

What's her name?

Her name's Kitty. I don't want to talk about her.

I was afraid of something like this.

You talked about her enough before, Yankton.

Look, the marshal was out of the way, wasn't he?

That's what I said. Well, that's all you need to know.

You leave Kitty's name out of this.

You're awful touchy about her, ain't ya?

You keep talking, I'm gonna put a bullet right through you.

I wouldn't try it, Yankton.

Chester, I'm gonna move in on these two.

You take the one in the shack.

You ready?

I'm ready.

All right.

All right, throw your hands up. You're covered.

Get your hands up, Yankton.

They're up.

All right, Yankton, get on your feet.

I can't, Marshal.

I'm too dizzy.

What?

I'm hit.

Marshal...

By golly, Mr. Dillon, we must've got him, too.

Yeah.

Well, not quite, Chester.

He's breathing anyway.

Well, there's a wagon over there.

Maybe we can get him into Dodge.

All right, we'll try it.

Look, first let's find the money.

Yes, sir.

Mr. Dillon, that-that's, uh...

...that's awful about Miss Kitty, ain't it?

Come on, let's get to work.

How is he, Doc?

I've done everything I can for him, Matt.

I ain't gonna make it.

I never thought I could.

Well, there's always a chance, Cole.

Marshal?

Yeah?

My partners...

they're, they're both dead, aren't they?

Yeah, we buried them last night

before we brought you in.

I knew he was here.

I had to come.

Hello, Kitty.

Cole.

I got a bullet in me.

I know.

Anyway, I'm... I'm glad you came.

There's something I want to tell you.

You save your strength, Cole.

Talking's kind of useless sometimes.

Yesterday, I had in mind asking something of you.

A favor, sort of.

But when I got close to you, I knew I couldn't.

And I'm glad.

'Cause things didn't work out so good.

I'm sorry, Cole.

I'm sorry you got hit.

Thanks... for coming, Kitty.

I won't bother you no more.

Oh, now, Cole...

Cole?

I think he's dead, Doc.

Matt...

Kitty, look, you...

you don't have to explain anything.

Yes, I do.

I want you to hear this, too, Doc.

You both think I tried to help him,

don't you?

Well, don't you?

Well, Kitty, a lot of things made it look like you did.

I know.

But I guess I'd have to hear you say it

before I'd believe it.

I would, too.

Well, thanks, but...

Let's just forget about the whole thing, huh?

No, no, wait a minute, Matt.

I don't know whether I can make you understand this or not,

but I want to try.

Cole, he... he's been in California for years.

That's why you never heard about him.

But I heard of him and what he's been doing.

When I saw him here in Dodge, I...

I didn't think, at first, about why he might be here.

It'd been such a long time.

I was kind of glad to see him.

Kitty, listen, you...

you don't have to explain all that.

I want to say it, Matt, I want to say it all.

I... I got to thinking that he came here

because he thought I might help him.

But then he did a real nice thing.

He didn't ask me to.

He didn't make me say no.

Oh, Cole...

Cole Yankton.

New Orleans.

I was just a girl.

He was the first man I ever knew.

The first grown man.

I don't know whether you could understand this or not, but...

to a woman, that'd make him special.

Well, then...

That Yankton was a fool.

Yeah.

He should have stayed with her.

Yep.

She's all right, isn't she, Doc?