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Starring James Arness as Matt Dillon.

I'll have a beer, too, please, Clem.

- Coming right up. - Shh.

Howdy, Doc.

I'm awfully sorry, Chester.

What are you sorry about?

Well, I didn't want Clem to wake you up.

Well, I wasn't asleep.

I was standing here, just thinking.

Oh? No wonder you're so tired.

- Here you are, Doc. - Thanks, Clem.

I ain't tired, Doc. I... Where's Kitty?

Well, that's... that's just it, Doc.

She's with Mr. Dillon.

Where? I don't see either one of them.

Well, of course you don't see 'em.

If you'd seen 'em, you'd be able

to look through buildings and around corners

and miles out on the prairie,

if you'd seen 'em.

What are you talking about?

Well, Miss Kitty had to go up to Salt Creek

to visit a friend of hers.

Why'd Matt go with her?

Well...

Well, Doc... what if she got lost?

Or what if it blew up a storm?

Or... Or what if the Indians attack?

Or anything like that?

Oh, well, if she got lost...

caught in a storm... Yeah.

Indians attack... Yeah.

Then they'd both be caught in a storm,

lost, during an Indian attack.

- Doc. - Yeah?

Your brain is twisted.

It's twisted.

Open that, will you, Matt?

You gettin' thirsty?

Oh, I sure am!

I guess I should have brought a water bottle, huh?

You know, there's a farmhouse over near here somewhere.

I don't know who lives in it,

but they're bound to have some water.

Let's go get it.

All right. Come on.

Kitty!

Kitty!

Anybody in there?

Open up in there!

Mister, put that rifle away, will ya?

I'm a United States marshal.

This is a badly injured woman here.

Don't give you no right to come busting in here like that.

Now, I'm not gonna stand here arguing with you.

This woman's hurt, and she needs help.

Ain't no fault of mine.

Pa, she's awful pretty.

Lootie... Let him bring her in, Raff.

No.

Ain't no call for that.

Let him bring her in.

Thank you, ma'am.

Would you go fetch our horses, son?

Pa?

Yeah. Do what he says.

He's a big U.S. marshal, pushing poor folk around.

You hold her, Marshal, 'til I get the bed ready.

Cora, what are you... wait!

Cora, you ain't gonna put that woman in our bed!

She's been hurt. Want to lay her out on the floor?

Doggone it!

Don't go messing up our bed!

I wouldn't keep a pig in this bed, let alone a sick woman.

It's been good enough for you, ain't it?

Anything's been good enough for me

since the day I married you, Raff Jenson.

That's a fine way for a wife to be talking.

The only way for your wife to be talking.

Cora, I'm gonna whack you alongside the head.

That's your answer to everything, ain't it?

Doggone it!

You can bring her in now, Marshal.

I'll... I'll find a pillow somewhere.

No. Don't bother.

I think she's better off without one.

Hurt bad, ain't she?

Yeah.

Do you have anything to cover her with? Anything clean?

Ain't been nothing clean around here in a mule's age, Marshal.

Ain't been nobody clean enough to notice, neither.

I'll get you something.

Do you have some water, ma'am?

It's in the bucket.

Ohh!

Son, you go wait outside, will you?

Kitty.

Kitty, it's Matt.

Everything's going to be all right now.

Marshal, here's the cover.

It's rightly a tablecloth, but it's clean. I never use it.

It was my mother's.

Her things was always clean.

If it get cold, I'll put a blanket on.

There.

She'll be fine now.

Kitty.

Kitty, look, honey, you just rest back and take it easy.

I'm gonna ride into Dodge and get Doc and bring him out.

Oh...

Don't leave me, please.

But you'll be all right here.

This woman will take good care of ya.

No.

Please don't leave me.

But, Kitty, you need Doc. I've got to get him out here.

Please!

Please!

Well, all right.

Look now, you just rest here.

Maybe I can get one of these men to go back and get Doc.

I'll stay here with ya.

All right, now you rest.

Raff, you're going to have to go to Dodge

and get Doc Adams.

Well, I don't feel especially like no ride today, Marshal.

Terrible way to act.

I've had about a belly full of you.

You're gonna do what I say, and you're gonna do it fast.

You're going into Dodge, and you're going to find the doctor. You understand?

Well, I guess maybe I could let Lootie go.

Oh, no. No, Pa! No! I want to stay here.

I say you's to go to town!

Pa, don't go beatin' on me!

Ow!

Am I gonna have to knock you sideways?

Making the boy addle-headed.

He's my boy, and I'll do him like I like.

You... You's the one that wanted to go into town, didn't ya?

Now, Lootie, do you know the way to Dodge?

Well, I guess I know, all right.

Pa let me go in there two, three times.

All right, now I want you to go in there

and find Doc Adams and bring him back out here.

Do you understand?

Well, I guess I understand.

Only I don't see why I gotta go all the way into Dodge!

Cora: Lootie... Come along, Lootie.

But I ain't never seen a woman...

A young pretty one around here 'fore.

Well, she'll be here when you come back.

Come along now.

Pa, do I have to?

You want me to whack you again?

Come along. Now get started. Get your horse.

And don't tarry along the way, you hear me?

Okay, Ma.

Only I'm gonna ride fast 'cause I wanna get back!

For certain sure I do.

Cora: Marshal.

The lady, she wants to see you.

How is she?

About the same. Burning up with fever, though.

Kitty?

Kitty.

Look, she ain't rightly conscious, Marshal.

Miss Jenson, that boy of yours

should have been back here with Doc Adams two hours ago.

Yeah, Marshal. I know he should have.

Do you think he went to Dodge at all?

Well, to tell you the truth, I don't rightly know.

I never see him out and out disobey his pa, but...

Lootie's strange. I just don't know.

Well, she needs a doctor,

and she needs one bad. I can't wait any longer.

Well, she'd be real upset if you was to leave.

She don't seem to feel comfortable here alone with us.

I'm not going myself. I'm gonna send your husband.

- Raff, wake up. - Stop it!

Wake up!

What's going on here?

Come on, get on your feet.

It ain't daylight yet.

No, but it's late enough.

That boy of yours has been gone six hours.

Oh?

Never can tell about that Lootie.

Yeah, well, I better be able to tell about you.

What about me?

Get your boots on. You're going to Dodge.

No, oh no!

I said get your boots on,

and you better be back here in four hours with Doc Adams,

or you're gonna need him worse than Kitty needs him.

All right, Marshal, all right.

Wait.

Lootie took the only horse we got.

You can use one of ours.

You know, I ought to get paid for this or somethin'.

A ride like this in the middle of the night...

Why don't you quit complaining and get moving?

It's a fine thing... fine thing...

When a man ain't got no rights even in his own house.

He shames me, Marshal, acting like he does.

Think he'll get back?

Yeah. He'll get back.

He ain't got the courage not to.

I don't know if this is doing any good, Marshal.

Well, it's daylight.

Your husband ought to be back any time now.

I need more water.

All right. I'll get you some.

It's pointed right at your belly, Marshal.

Put that rifle down, Lootie.

Not hardly I'll put it down.

Now you just stand right still.

You never even went to Dodge, did ya?

Why, sure I did.

I stole me a wagon there.

I got it hid out back.

What are you talking about?

I got me a plan, a real good plan.

Now, Lootie, I want you to give me that gun.

Now, next time, I'll hit you plumb center.

I'm good with a rifle.

All right, what you got in mind?

I'm gonna run off with that woman.

What?

- Lootie! - Ma, you stay in there!

Don't you try nothing, Marshal.

Lootie, you can't take that woman away from here.

She's badly hurt. She needs a doctor.

Oh, I got it all figured out.

I'm gonna take her and put her in that wagon,

and I'm gonna take her away from here.

And then, when she's right, she's gonna be my woman.

Lootie! Lootie, please!

Lootie, listen to me.

I'm gonna take her away right now.

Now you go on inside that house, Marshal.

Go on now.

Or I'll shoot you dead!

Now you go on, sit down there.

Go on.

Well, go on!

Ma, you take this, and you tie him up.

And you tie him up good, too.

Marshal...

Better do what he says, Miss Jenson.

Well, hurry up, Ma!

I'll just take this with me.

In case.

Well, hurry up, Ma.

Now, you just sit quiet, Marshal.

I'm gonna bring up the wagon.

Lootie... Don't you go frettin' none, Ma.

And don't you help him none.

I wouldn't want to,

but I'll kill you, too, if I have to.

I ain't lookin' so foolish now am I, Marshal?

Oh, no. You look just fine.

I'll kill you, too.

He means it.

He'll kill me if I help you.

Clean out of my reach. Nothing's gonna stop him.

Well, then maybe you better not do anything.

No. No, I gotta.

I don't care what he does.

Thank you, Miss Jenson.

You'll look out for Kitty, would ya?

Marshal!

Wait.

It belonged to my pa.

Take it.

Take it.

Marshal... try not to hurt him too bad.

I'll try not to, Miss Jenson.

All right, drop the rifle, Lootie.

Don't do that.

I could kill you before you pull the trigger.

You ain't stoppin' me, Marshal. Nobody is.

I'm gonna stop you, all right, Lootie.

No, you ain't.

Now you get your hands up and come on and walk over here.

Not a chance.

You do what I tell ya.

Don't just stand there!

You get your hands up!

You ain't stoppin' me! Not now, you ain't!

Don't do it, Lootie!

I'm tellin' ya, don't do it!

Lootie, I'm telling ya, put that gun down!

Don't make me shoot you.

I'm gonna kill you, Marshal, if you don't come out!

Now come on out!

You had to kill him, didn't you?

I'm sorry, ma'am.

Wasn't no chance for him in this world.

No chance.

He's laying out there?

I'll take care of him.

No, Marshal.

He's my son.

I'll take care of him.

I'm sorry, Mrs. Jenson.

There just wasn't anything else I could do.

He wasn't always so bad.

These last years it's been getting worse.

There's no help for him. None.

He got things all twisted up in his head.

I tried.

There was nothing I could do about it.

Nothin'.

It's nothing you can blame yourself for, Mrs. Jenson.

He's all right now, ain't he, Marshal?

I can believe he's all right.

Sure you can.

You let me take care of him, huh?

Thank you.

Doc Adams better get here soon.

She needs him bad.

Hi, Doc.

Whoa.

Boy, am I glad to see you.

You had some trouble, huh?

- Yeah. - Where's Kitty?

She's inside.

You shoot that boy, Marshal?

I did.

Murdered him, huh?

Not exactly.

He stole that wagon there in Dodge City,

and he was gonna run off with Kitty in it.

He stole that wagon?

That's right.

That's gonna mean trouble.

Now you can't blame me for that, Marshal!

I didn't have anything to do with it.

And you gotta tell 'em that Lootie stole the wagon.

And that Lootie's dead.

Go find a shovel, will ya?

He... What for?

For your boy.

Oh, yeah, all right.

But you tell 'em, Marshal.

You tell 'em how it was Lootie that stole the wagon.

Whoa. Whoa there.

Hey, Doc, wouldn't she be better off in the buggy?

I don't know, Matt.

I gotta keep her lying down like this.

She's gonna be all right, though.

She's conscious.

- She is? - Sure.

Kitty.

Matt.

I guess I've been an awful lot of trouble.

You never been so much trouble.

It sure is good to have you back.

How you feelin'?

I'm thirsty.