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Starring James Arness as Matt Dillon.

Mr. Jonas: Be right with you!

It's all right, Mr. Jonas. No hurry.

Well!

That's the first time I've caught you stealing candy out of that jar

since you was a youngster.

You never caught me taking rock candy, and you know it.

It's good to see you, Tassy.

You and the mister don't get into town too much these days.

Well, the ranch keeps Tom pretty busy.

And besides, it's a long ride into town.

Well, it is that for a fact.

What can I do for ya?

Well, actually I'm just passing the time while I wait for Tom.

I guess I could use some ribbon.

Well, you don't have to buy somethin' just 'cause you walked in here.

However, I'd be the first to admit

that this new ribbon I got in from St. Louis is mighty pretty.

Yeah, mighty pretty.

And funny what a little piece of ribbon will do

to fancy a woman up.

Now, I'm not too sure that's a compliment.

Well, I'm not too sure it was meant to be.

Well now, what do you think?

Pretty as a picture.

I'll take it.

How much?

Oh, one yard would be enough.

Well, that'd just come to 4 cents.

Can't hardly be bothered with that kind of money.

But I'll tell you what. You take it along.

I'll tack it on your husband's feed bill somewhere along the line, huh?

There you are.

Thank you, Mr. Jonas.

Now, you and your mister drop in and say hello now, hear?

We will, Mr. Jonas. And thank you again.

Why, sure!

You know, it wasn't rock candy I stole after all.

It was licorice root.

Well, don't you think I don't know that?

Bye, Mr. Jonas.

Huh.

Well, I declare.

You know, Mr. Dillon, a fella can get a whole lot out of books

if he just sets his mind to it.

Sure.

I mean, if a fella really wants to improve his mind,

why, they got books on just about everything.

Religion, politics, history, geography.

What are you studyin'?

Uh... Well, this one here,

it ain't one of the tough ones.

It's...

Of course, it's real important, though.

Well, what is it?

Uh...

Advanced Theories In the Art of Draw Poker.

Yeah, well, you could use a little study in that subject

after that game last night.

Oh well, I'll get that back, Mr. Dillon.

That's the reason that Doc loaned me this book of his.

Doc? Ha! He's nobody to go by.

He was the second high loser in that game.

Marshal.

Well hello, Tassy. How are ya?

Have a seat, Miss Tassy.

He's come back, Marshal.

Who's come back?

Sted Rutger.

I just saw him riding down the street.

I'm afraid, Marshal.

Sted Rutger?

He's been gone a long time.

I'm married now, Marshal.

And when Sted finds out about Tom and me, there's gonna be trouble.

Maybe not.

There will! You know there will.

You've got to keep him and Tom apart, Marshal.

Where's Tom now?

He's over at the Long Branch.

But he won't be goin' back to the ranch 'til this afternoon.

Hello, Tassy.

Well, this is pure luck.

I come here to ask the marshal

where I could find ya, and here you are.

How are you, Sted?

You're prettier than ever, Tassy.

No, Sted. No!

Here now, what kind of talk's that for a man to hear from his intended?

Please, Marshal.

Sted, you've been away quite a while, haven't ya?

Three years.

Tassy's married.

Married?

Married to who?

Tom.

My brother Tom?

That's right, Sted.

He's no good.

Never was.

Dirty, sneakin' little...

What right have you got to call names, Sted Rutger?

Robbin' the express office, runnin' out of town.

They dropped them charges.

I heard about it a month ago.

That's why I come back.

Not a word from you in three years!

Plenty from that no-good brother of mine.

Sure. He's so no-good that's he's worked himself

half to death trying to save the ranch after your pa died.

Pa's dead?

Two years ago.

So Tom got the ranch, too, along with my girl.

Tassy, you'd better run along home.

Let me talk to Sted.

All right, Marshal.

Goodbye, Sted.

You're still my girl.

I said goodbye, Sted.

She's still my girl.

She's married, Sted. Forget about her.

Maybe, Marshal.

But I think I'll have a little talk with my brother Tom first.

He's over at the Long Branch.

Thanks.

Where are you goin'?

With you.

Ain't no call for that, Marshal.

I just want to tell him somethin'.

What are you gonna tell him?

That I'm gonna kill him.

Let's go.

Well, Sted Rutger.

It's been a long time. How are you?

Hello, Miss Kitty.

Well now, you've changed some.

Is that so?

Yeah. You look, um... Well, more grown up.

He's not so grown up.

You'll excuse us, Miss Kitty.

Sted.

You just remember what I said.

Don't worry about a thing, Marshal.

Hello, Tom.

Sted.

It's good to see ya.

Tom, I've come to tell you I'm going to kill you.

What?

Dillon: He ran into Tassy in my office.

Well...

Sted, you got things all wrong. I can explain.

The way you explained to Tassy?

Sted, I tried to.

First, I couldn't bring myself to it. Then...

well... I fell in love with her.

Sted, I thought you'd forget about her.

That's the way it was with her.

After six months, she was all over it.

I'll bet she was.

With you helpin' her.

It wouldn't have made no difference if I had explained to her, Sted.

It would have made a big difference, Tom.

But she'd already forgot about you.

I guess maybe she forgets easy, Tom.

And in six months, she'll forget about you.

I know you're a gunman, Sted. I heard about you.

I wouldn't have a chance against you.

About the same chance I had leaving you

to explain to Tassy, I guess.

You gonna stand there and let him shoot me?

Can't jail him for talkin'.

Well, you got to do somethin'.

Can you pay him off in cash for his share of the ranch?

I reckon I could borrow it from the bank.

But he ain't got no share.

Pa left that ranch to me.

Sure. He died with his head full of your rotten lies.

Tom, early tomorrow mornin' I'll be sittin' on the porch of the Dodge House.

Unless you want it to happen

in front of Tassy, you'd better show up.

Now wait, Sted.

If you ain't showed by sundown, I'm ridin' out after you.

Sted, wait!

What am I gonna do, Marshal?

It's already been done, hasn't it?

What do you mean?

Suppose you tell me.

Well, I wronged him. Sure.

But I ain't gonna let it hurt Tassy.

She's the one that counts, no matter what.

Sted doesn't seem to think it'll hurt her.

He's wrong. It'd kill her.

She believes in me, Marshal.

She really does.

Marshal.

I...

I was wonderin' what you're goin' to do.

What I'm gonna do?

He'll kill me, Marshal.

You got to stop him.

I ain't got a chance alone.

What do you expect me to do, fight him for you?

No.

But you just can't stand by and let me get killed.

Tom, there's somethin' about this whole story

that doesn't add up.

You want to tell me about it sometime,

you know where to find me.

Made that with the last spoonful of coffee we got left, Mr. Dillon.

Doesn't look that weak.

Well, that there's the chicory that you see there.

I mean, we got plenty of chicory.

By the time the end of the month comes around like this,

why, the coffee's all gone.

I even used up all the old grounds I've been savin'.

Well, at least it's hot.

You can't have everything, I guess.

Yeah.

Well, most of my life, I ain't had more than nothin'.

It sure gets tiresome.

Chester, poverty is good for the soul.

You don't believe that no more than I do.

Tom.

Oh, would you like a cup of coffee?

No. No, thanks.

Sit down.

No, I don't want to sit down.

Marshal.

Marshal...

it wasn't Sted that held up that stage office three years ago.

I done it.

What?

Yeah, it was me. I done it alone.

Sted wasn't even in town.

And he found out about it when they come ridin' out

to the ranch later after me.

So he took the money and told me to stall 'em.

And he got away.

Well, I'll be.

Sounds to me like he just let you do the dirty work,

and he run off with all the profits.

No, it wasn't like that.

You're forgettin' Sted sent that money back,

all of it, a few months later.

Why'd he take all the blame for it?

I don't know. He...

he was always lookin' out after his kid brother, I guess.

I sure didn't deserve it.

Yeah, you sure didn't.

What do you figure to do?

Marshal, you got to stop him... somehow.

Run him out of town, anything.

Yeah.

I remember now.

Sted was always lookin' out after you.

I guess when he took the blame for that robbery,

he went a little too far.

You'd better start figurin' out what you're gonna do, Tom.

Marshal, you got to help.

You're not going to get any help from me.

Mr. Dillon, he's gonna get hisself killed.

Yeah. Look, stay here. I'll be back in a minute.

You know, there's an awful lot more science

to the game of poker than people think.

Why don't you come on over here?

And we'll just deal out a few hands.

And I'll show you what the book says.

Doc, I haven't got time to test out your poker theories.

Well, you got time for this.

Come on over, and we'll just deal a few hands,

and I'll show you.

It may save you a lot of money sometime.

All right.

I see you're not gonna let up on me anyway.

Might as well get it over with.

Just cut the cards.

Oh howdy, Sted.

Chester.

Uh...

well, I just been down after the mail.

So I see.

Yeah, it's a little bit late today.

You know, it ain't too often that we have to wait for the mail

clear up until the time that it's sundown.

You waitin' for your brother Tom, are you?

Not anymore.

Where you goin'?

Out to the ranch, like I said I would.

Oh, you ain't thought better of it, huh?

Not hardly.

By the way, Chester, when you get back to the office,

thank the marshal for not trying to interfere, will ya?

Oh, sure. You bet I will. You bet ya.

Thanks.

Two-handed poker... That's not my idea of a game.

Well, I know. I know it isn't.

But I just want to show you what I mean.

Well? Can you open?

I sure can.

If we were playin' for money, I'd open for about 100.

About 100, huh?

Well, in that case, I'd probably have to raise you by 100, Doc.

You would, huh?

Well, I ought to raise you, but I won't.

I'll just call. I want one card.

You draw three?

That's right.

- And raise me 100? - Yep.

Heh.

You're a babe in the woods.

You ought to read the book.

Oh, I'll get around to it this winter, Doc.

Well, you opened.

Well, I would just have to bet you about 150.

About 150. Mm-hmm.

Well, in that case, I guess I'd have to raise you by 200.

Huh. On a three-card draw?

Well, I ought to raise you, but I won't.

Just teach you a little lesson.

How's that for a pretty full house?

My gosh, I'd have enough money there to keep me all winter, Matt.

You don't want to see my cards, huh?

6, 7, 8, 9, 10?

All diamonds.

Well, you didn't even have a pair.

You drew three...

Do you know what the book says about doin' a fool thing like that?

Never read the book, Doc.

Mr. Dillon, I've got our horses.

They're right outside there.

Oh, go away, Chester.

What for?

Well, Sted Rutger. He just left the Dodge House.

- He's ridin' out to the ranch. - You're interruptin' us!

Well, Doc, you're the one that's interruptin'.

He's goin' out there with the idea of killin' Tom.

And when he gets out there,

heavens, he might even run off with Tassy or somethin'.

Yeah, I guess we'd better ride out there.

Well, no, you're not going to quit now that you're a winner.

Afraid I'll have to, Doc, this time.

Well, I just don't understand this.

What... What is it?

Well, he... he drew three cards and made a straight flush.

Oh well, ain't the book no good, Doc?

Oh, shut up.

- Say, Doc. - What?

Does that book say anything about being careful who you play with?

Mr. Dillon, think we'll get there before Sted does?

Well, I'm gamblin' he took the main road, Chester.

Well, he probably did that.

This sure enough is a shortcut.

Yeah, let's go.

Chester: I don't see his horse down there anywheres.

He'll be comin' up the trail from behind, Chester.

If we get around to the front of the house,

he won't see us 'til he gets right there.

Chester, you look around. I'm going into the house for a minute.

Yes, sir.

Mr. Dillon! Mr. Dillon, he's comin'!

Mr. Dillon, he's gonna be here in a minute.

Hello, Sted.

Hello, Marshal.

Here I was thinkin' you were gonna stay out of this, Marshal.

Tom's not here.

There's smoke comin' out of the chimney.

Tassy's here.

Well, she don't need your protection.

I don't know about that.

How do you feel about her, Sted?

You know how I feel.

Ain't you takin' quite a lot onto yourself, Marshal?

I'm tryin' to stop a killing, Sted.

If you knew the whole story, you'd feel different.

I know the whole story.

What?

Tom finally told me the whole thing.

How it was him that robbed the stage office.

And how you looked out after him even then.

He promised he'd tell Tassy the truth.

And Pa, too.

He swore he'd look after Tassy 'til I could get back for her.

You can't stand in front of him forever, Marshal.

No, I can't.

If you get him to draw on you now, you'll go free for sure.

But it won't get you what you want, Sted.

She'll hate him when she hears the truth.

She'll forget him fast enough.

She'll never forget him. Not now.

What do you mean?

Well, Sted, I could have told you about this.

But I thought it was better to bring you out here and show you.

Go get Tassy, will you?

Yes, sir.

Now, when she gets out here, Sted, I want you to think twice

before you say anything about that robbery

or before you go on tryin' to kill your brother.

I got nothin' to think over, Marshal.

You will have.

Just what are you gettin' at?

Come on.

Here they come, Miss Tassy.

Tassy: I'm coming.

Tassy.

Sted says he may be ridin' on tonight.

I thought maybe he'd like to see his nephew.

Sted: You and Tom?

He's 6 months old now.

I supposed you'd heard.

Dillon: What's his name, Tassy?

Stedman Rutger.

After me?

That was Tom.

He wanted to call him for you.

Well, well.

It's turning cold.

I think I'd better get him back in the house.

Tassy.

It's like the Marshal said.

I'm ridin' on tonight, and I...

well, I wanted to stop by and tell you I wish you good luck.

I'm glad you did, Sted.

Tassy, if you ever need me for anything...

I reckon you can reach me somehow.

Thank you, Sted.

And good luck to you.

Bye.

Well, Tassy, I forgot to tell you, but Tom will be back later.

Well, where's he been?

Well, Tassy, I had to lock him up.

In jail?

He'll explain to you when he gets back.

I think I understand.

Thank you, Marshal.

Sure.

Sted.

Whatever your theory was, Marshal, you win.

No theories, Sted.

Kind of like playin' poker.

You just have to size up your man.

So?

Well, I kind of took a little gamble on you.

I wasn't just sure how much you thought of her.

I think I know now.

Well, I'm not gettin' any younger hanging around here.

So long, Chester.

Good luck to you, Sted.

Marshal.

Keep an eye on her for me, will ya?

Her and the kid both.

Sure will.

Maybe I'll see you again sometime.

To expect a man to carry the blame three years

for somethin' he didn't do...

Chester, that's been easy compared to what he's doin' now.

Real easy.