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Starring James Arness as Matt Dillon.

Hello, stranger.

Get down. I'll have some coffee going here soon enough.

When'd you leave Scott City, old man?

This morning, before dawn.

Why?

Hey, what are you doing?

Took you till noon to ride 20 miles?

Oh, we traveled slow.

Besides, I was only trying to make

the headwaters of the Pawnee yonder.

Here, now, w-what's the matter with you?

I heard there was an old prospector around

with his panniers full of dust.

I sure never expected to run into him.

There's no gold in there! Get away!

You got no right!

What do you think you're doing?!

Look out, old man.

No! Get out of my stuff!

What do you want... Stay away, old man.

You shouldn't mess around with other people's things!

Blamed old fool.

Well, that was a waste of time and good ammunition.

Howdy, ma'am.

It's "miss."

Miss Parker.

How about some water for my horse?

Sure.

Help yourself.

How far is Dodge?

It's ten miles.

It's hot, ain't it?

Hot enough.

I swear, if it don't rain soon, I don't know what I'm gonna do.

Well, you just let your pa worry about that.

My pa's dead.

So's my ma.

They left me this place and 500 head of cattle to run.

It ain't easy for a girl.

You mean you're all alone here?

Mm-hmm.

If you're looking for a job, I'll give you one.

No, it ain't a job I'm looking for.

Supper will be ready in half an hour.

Can stay and have a bite, if you have a mind.

You a good cook?

There's one way to find out.

All right.

My name's Cassidy.

Frank Cassidy.

There's a stall for your horse in the barn.

You're a good cook, Beulah.

Thanks.

How many men you got running your cattle?

Only two now.

They generally stay out in camp.

I could use a man around here.

Yeah, I can see that.

You could use a man around here.

But like I say, it ain't a job I'm after.

You're a drifting man.

You might say that.

At least I ain't never found a reason to settle down yet.

Well, I guess I might as well move on into Dodge

before they close up the town.

A... a ten-mile ride at night's no fun.

There's a bunkhouse out back.

You're welcome to use it.

Well, now, that's right kind of you, Beulah.

But, um, if I stay...

can I have another cup of coffee, after this?

You can have all you want.

Mmm. Smells good.

You set right down, and I'll bring it over to you.

Must get mighty lonely for you out here, Beulah.

Nobody to cook for.

I've been lonely all my life, Frank.

You get busy on these.

The eggs will be ready in just a minute.

Hey, now.

I'll bring you some coffee.

I thought you wasn't coming back before noon.

Who's this?

This is Frank Cassidy.

What's he doing here?

Who's this punk, Beulah?

Don't you call me names, mister.

Not in my own house, you don't!

Leroy is my brother, Frank.

Oh. So this is his house and his ranch.

What?

Who's did you think it was?

And what are you doing here, anyway?

Where you going, Frank?

What are you doing?

Frank? Frank?

What's the matter with him, anyway?

Frank, come back!

Frank!

Where'd he come from?

What are you doing feeding him breakfast?

You had to go ruin everything, didn't you?

What are you talking about?

He'd have married me.

He said he would last night.

Well, I knew it.

You told him the ranch is yours, didn't you?

Yeah, he'd have married you, all right, Beulah.

Then he'd have made you sell out,

and then he'd have kept the money and left you to holler.

You're a fool, Beulah.

And you're a rotten pig.

Don't you call me names.

I hate you.

Yeah.

I hate you.

I hate you, I hate you.

- Mr. Dillon? - Huh?

Listen, now, look, look at that, would you?

Th-That Beulah, I'll bet you, ain't a day over 30 years old.

But she's an old woman right now.

A woman just needs a man around, that's all.

She put on some frilly clothes and combed her hair

once in a while, it might help some.

Maybe you ought to go over there and suggest that to her.

Oh, no.

Hey!

Hey! What do you men think you're doing there?!

You think you own this town?!

An ugly town like this, you'd have to own it!

If I had a gun, I'd shoot you!

I think I'll just stick you in a water barrel!

- Let me go! - Good idea, Welch!

Shoot him, Marshal, shoot him!

No harm meant, Marshal.

She started it.

Liars.

You men plan to spend much time around Dodge?

Yeah, sure.

Then you better change your ways,

or you're gonna be spending it in jail.

Pretty hard-nosed, ain't you?

What's your name?

Jake Welch.

And mine's Henry Head.

Now what?

Get out of here, both of you.

Let's go, Head.

You all right, Beulah?

Yeah.

By golly, them there's a bad pair, Mr. Dillon.

I wouldn't be surprised if they wasn't a couple of hired gunmen.

Hired gunmen?

Well, I ain't saying they are, now, but they could be.

Uh, I'll get your horse for you, Beulah.

Oh, thanks, Chester.

And thanks, Marshal.

Thanks a lot.

Sure.

Head.

Who are you?

Your name Leroy?

How'd you know that?

We know a whole lot about you, Leroy.

What are you men doing here?

Now, this is my land and my-my spring.

We ain't gonna hurt your land or your spring.

You never wear a gun, do you, Leroy?

I don't need one.

Head, give Leroy your gun.

All right, Welch.

What-what... what is this?

I don't want no gun.

Yeah, Leroy, put it on.

I don't need no gun.

I said put it on.

Well, you ain't got no right to do this.

I ain't no gunfighter.

I ain't gonna draw on nobody, now.

You can get that through your head right now.

There you go, Leroy.

Gonna give you an equal chance, Leroy.

More than an equal chance.

I'm gonna let you draw first.

Draw...?

What... wh-what for?

I don't even know you!

I'm even going to count for you.

If'n you ain't got that gun out by the time I count ten,

it's gonna be too late. One, two,

- three, four, - Now, wait a minute.

- Five, six, - Let's talk this over.

- seven, eight, -I ain't got nothing against you.

Nine, ten.

He didn't have no fight in him at all, did he?

No, but he's dead.

That's what we get paid for.

Well, the cowboy was right.

Shot right through the heart.

Well, I never did like Leroy none,

but it just never did occur to me to shoot him.

Just plain murder.

He never did wear a gun or...

Wait, look at this.

What?

There's something strange.

Look at that boot print.

It's about as old a pair of boots

as a man could have on and still not be barefoot.

Oh, what is that there?

Is that the heel print?

Looks kind of like a heart, don't it?

Yeah.

Uh, Chester?

Tell you what, you better ride back

and tell Beulah about this.

Bring a wagon back with you.

All right.

I'll see if I can find his horse.

All right.

Mighty fine pair of boots, mister.

Got to be for what you charge.

Well, you ain't going to find a better deal in town.

Come on, Welch, take them.

Okay, here, I'll wear them.

Let's get out of here and get a drink.

Right.

Come back, now.

Oh, sure.

What am I carrying these for?

Ain't worth saving.

How about that?

Well, how about that?

Yellow boots.

Hey, take my horse on down to the barn, will you, Chester?

Yeah, all right.

Hello, Marshal Dillon.

Oh, how are you, Ah Wong?

Very fine.

Well, Marshal, what'll you be needing today?

Mr. Jonas.

Look, I, uh, wanted to find out

if you've sold any new boots recently.

Well, let me see.

I sold a pair yesterday.

I sold two pair today.

Well, uh, who did you sell them to?

Emmett Bowers bought a pair.

Emmett Bowers. Anybody else?

Jim Buck just before the stage pulled out.

Then there was one other fella.

Oh, who was he?

Oh, I don't know... Some strange...

Think his name was Welch, his partner called him.

Did he leave his boots here, by any chance?

Oh, no, no, he took them with him.

Well, did you get a look at those boots at all?

Do you remember anything about them?

Well, they was... they was yellow.

That's all I know.

Were they old and...?

Oh, yeah, they were real old.

Yeah.

You don't remember the heels, by any chance?

Did they have a... kind of a heart-shaped heel?

I don't remember, Marshal.

Yeah.

Well, thanks, Mr. Jonas.

Uh, how long ago did they leave?

Oh, two or three... I think they said

they had a room at the Dodge House.

Maybe you could catch them there, Marshal.

Oh, good. Thank you.

Oh, did this fella do something real bad?

It wouldn't surprise me.

Good idea, Welch.

Come here and get rested up for the night.

Tonight I'm going to gamble.

I'm going to gamble just as long

as there's a man in this town willing to sit in.

I'm going to wipe them out, every last one of them.

Who is it?

Marshal Dillon. Open up.

Hi, Marshal.

Well, who were you expecting, Welch?

Oh, you never know, Marshal.

You never know.

I guess, with men in your business, you don't, huh?

What's that mean, Marshal?

Pretty nice-looking pair of boots you got there.

That what you came here for... To admire my new boots?

What'd you do with your old pair?

My old boots... That what you're looking for?

Yeah. Where are they?

Why, I throwed them away.

They was all worn out.

I-I don't understand, Marshal.

Sit down, Marshal.

Have a drink.

We don't often get to entertain the law, do we, Welch?

No, we don't get with the law... That's true.

Just what is it you think we've gone and done, Marshal?

Were you men in town all day yesterday?

Just about.

What does that mean?

Well, we went fishing for a few hours down at the river.

Did you have any luck?

You know how it is.

You don't object to fishing, too, do you, Marshal?

With men like you, I object to your breathing.

Have any ideas about leaving town?

We ain't going nowhere.

No, we like Dodge.

Soon as it gets dark, Head,

we're going to go for a little walk.

They just ain't here, Welch.

Ah, some kid must have found them.

Well, we better not going around asking questions.

You should have throwed them in a river.

I must have left tracks out there

a washerwoman could follow.

But that marshal ain't proved nothing.

No, not yet.

Hey.

You were there, too, remember?

All right, so I was there.

That's why I collected half the money.

Come on, I'll buy you a drink.

You and your boots.

Beulah.

Frank.

I heard about your brother.

Sorry.

Fact is, uh, I was thinking about riding

out to the ranch and, uh, offering my condolences.

But you didn't.

After the way I left the other morning,

I wasn't sure I'd be welcome.

I guess it was my fault for not explaining things.

Nah.

Just that I get hotheaded sometimes.

It gets me into trouble, too.

I admire a man who does things

the way he feels like doing them.

Well, that's me all right.

Did they, uh, find the man that shot your brother?

No. They don't even know where to look.

Leroy and I had our differences.

You saw that.

But it's awfully lonely out there without him.

I don't know what I'm going to do.

Well, uh, anything I can do to help, Beulah,

you just let me know.

I need somebody I can talk to, Frank.

Somebody that I can trust.

Any time, Beulah.

I wonder, maybe when I get through shopping,

that you might ride back out with me.

That way, I could show you some of our land.

Some of my land.

Well, uh, that would get me back to town after dark.

You wouldn't feed a man a little supper, would you?

I got a chicken in the pot out there right now.

All right. I'll meet you here.

Uh, say, in a half hour?

That'll be fine.

I'll take my bag.

Evening, Marshal.

Hello, Louie.

Marshal, I ain't had a single drink all day.

You had anything to eat?

That's the whole trouble.

I spent my only money on food.

All right, Louie.

One drink.

Thanks a lot, Marshal.

Yeah, let's get this going, huh?

You're getting a little bit behind here.

I have to fill you up.

Evening, Kitty.

Oh, good evening, Matt.

Sit down.

Would you like something?

Oh, no, thanks.

What are you doing, adding up your profits?

Mm-hmm, just trying to see

if I can keep this place open any longer.

Doesn't look like

you got any worries about that tonight.

Hey.

Hey, you're a little bit thirsty here.

- Let's fill it up. - Oh, thank you.

Yeah, ain't often a man gets married.

Oh, here's a cheers.

That's Frank Cassidy.

He's celebrating his engagement.

- His engagement? - Mm-hmm.

I didn't know there were any single girls left around Dodge.

You didn't, huh?

It's Beulah Parker.

Beulah Parker?

Well, Kitty, looks to me like he showed up

just about the right time around here.

Maybe.

What'd you say his name was again?

Cassidy... Frank Cassidy.

Excuse me, Kitty.

Here you go.

Have a little... a little... just a little more.

That's the stuff.

Frank Cassidy?

Yeah, that's right, Marshal.

I understand you're, uh, getting engaged, huh?

That's right. Here, have a drink.

No, no, thanks.

How long you been engaged?

Oh, about, uh, three or four hours now.

I just got back from her place.

Uh-huh. Where'd you come from?

Scott City.

Well, that's the last place.

Oh?

Well, uh, when did you leave there?

Let's see, uh...

last Monday, I think it was. Why?

Oh, just curious... that's all.

Didn't mean to bother you.

Not at all.

Here, drink up, fellas.

Here you go. Yeah!

Well, what do you think?

I think he's kind of got me wondering, Kitty.

About what?

He left Scott City last Monday.

That's the same afternoon

that old man was murdered just south of there.

Come in.

Oh.

What brings you out here today, Marshal?

Hello, Beulah.

Well, I, uh... I'd like to talk to you

about something if you have a minute.

Sure.

Sit down.

Thank you.

Would you like a cup of coffee?

Oh, I don't believe so.

Thanks.

What'd you want to talk to me about, Marshal?

About you and Frank Cassidy.

Oh, he's gone and told everybody in town about us.

Well, he's been doing a little celebrating.

Ain't that just like a man?

When'd you meet Frank?

Oh, it was about a week ago.

Monday, it was.

He come by here to water his horse

on his way from Scott City.

And he's, uh, been courting you ever since, huh?

Well, kind of.

I saw him again yesterday.

He come by here for supper.

Huh.

What, you mean you... you met him on Monday,

and then you saw him again yesterday?

Yeah, I know... I know it sounds kind of fast, Marshal.

Well, you don't know too much about him, do you, Beulah?

All I need to know.

I love Frank Cassidy, and I'm going to marry him.

Well, Beulah, I hate to tell you this,

but I sent a telegram to Scott City yesterday

and I got an answer this noon.

Now, Frank is known as a bad character up there.

He's not wanted for anything right now,

but he killed man a couple of months ago.

He got off with self-defense.

Why are you coming, carrying tales to me, Marshal?

Because the day you met him, Beulah, Monday,

an old man was murdered about 20 miles south of Scott City.

Oh, but Frank wouldn't do anything like that.

Well, you met him on Monday, your brother was murdered,

and two days later, Frank shows up again,

after you own the ranch.

Why, he didn't kill Leroy.

You're telling lies.

You've got no proof of anything.

Beulah, Frank Cassidy is under suspicion for two murders.

Now, I'm gonna have to ask a favor of you.

I want you to hold off marrying,

until I can clear him of these murders.

No, Marshal.

Well... then I'm gonna have to get a court order

stopping the marriage.

Why, you wouldn't dare.

When he's cleared himself, you can go ahead with it.

I'm doing this to protect you, Beulah.

But I don't need protecting.

I need a husband.

And you or nobody else is gonna stand in my way.

Beulah, I want you to think about...

Get off my property, Marshal!

Get off or I'll shoot you off!

Beulah, use your head.

I said get off my property or I'll shoot you off!

That boy said you wanted to see us, Beulah.

I don't want to see you.

I hate both of you.

Why, Beulah?

We'd ought to be good friends by now.

We're sorta partners, even.

Partners... with filth like you?

You want me to knock your jaw crooked?

Don't you dare.

What'd you bring us out here for, Beulah?

Let's get it over with.

I got another job for you.

Another one?

Well, kinda bloodthirsty, ain't she?

Who is it?

Marshal Dillon.

Why? What's the matter?

Well, a marshal... Especially him.

That ain't gonna be easy, Beulah.

Well, there's two of you, ain't there?

That ain't the point.

It's gonna cost you, Beulah.

Yeah.

That marshal, he ain't no $200 killing.

How much?

Oh, I'd say about $500, wouldn't you, Head?

No less.

Well?

All right.

I gotta go.

Boy, she sure is something, ain't she?

Hate to have her after me.

First poor ol' Leroy and now that marshal.

I hired a new cowboy this morning, Frank.

That makes three you got working for you.

Mm-hmm.

That's enough for now.

- Hey, Beulah. - Hmm?

When you gonna set the day?

You mean for getting married?

Yeah. Let's make it soon, huh?

Well, we're gonna have to wait awhile, Frank.

What for?

Mm, not long; just a few days.

Beulah, there something you ain't telling me?

It's not important.

Well, I want to hear it, whatever it is.

Come on, now, tell me.

Well, you're not to worry about it, Frank but...

Marshal Dillon don't want us to get married.

Mar...

Marshal Dill... What does he got to do with it?

Mm... he's got a lot of wild ideas.

Like what?

Like...

Thank you.

Like what?

Like you killed a man up on the Pawnee.

He thinks even maybe you killed Leroy.

Now, Beulah, do you think that?

I know better.

I mean, I know you, Frank,

and I know you wouldn't kill nobody.

Not like that.

Well, then, you don't have to listen to what he says.

Who cares what he thinks?

He's gonna get a court order to stop it.

He's what?!

Why, that meddlin' fool.

Why, he'll wish he hadn't.

No man stands in my way, marshal or no marshal.

I'll call him out for this.

I ain't afraid of him.

No, Frank, no.

Now you gotta stay away from him.

It's gonna be all right, I tell you.

He gets a court order, it ain't gonna be all right.

Now, listen to me, Frank.

You've got to have a little patience.

It's gonna be all right, I tell you.

You gotta trust me.

You do, don't you?

All right, I trust you.

How you gonna stop him?

Well... I know the judge real well.

He was a good friend of my pa's.

Now just let me take care of it, will you?

Well, maybe I will.

There he is.

What do you think, Welch?

I don't know.

We could just walk up to him and brace him.

And let that Chester fella witness the whole thing?

No, we kill him, too.

You think I'm crazy?

I'll tell you something, even with the two of us,

I don't like bracing a fella like Dillon.

You never know what he might do before he dies.

Get one of us, you mean?

Yeah, he's gonna die hard.

Real hard.

I guess you're right, Welch.

We better play it safe and ambush him.

Well, that'd be the smart way to do it.

All right, but when?

Well, we just keep our eye on him.

He wanders around half the time alone.

Mm.

Later tonight maybe, huh?

Yeah. I want to get this thing over,

we can get back drinking our whiskey.

You mean that Emmett Bowers didn't give you nothing to eat?

Well, he offered to, Chester,

but I figured I better head back to town.

You mean you rode all the way out there for nothing,

just 'cause he thought somebody's using his water?

At least he came to the law about it,

instead of riding around with a shotgun.

Yeah, well, do you want to get something to eat now?

I'm just about caved in, waiting for you.

I can use it.

Now, Louie, think you can make it the rest of the way home?

With one more little drink, I could.

No, it's getting late, Louie.

Everything's closing up.

Why don't you go on home, get a night's sleep, huh?

All right, Marshal, whatever you say.

You're my friend.

Good night, Louie.

Good night, Marshal.

- Hey, it's Marshal Dillon! - What's up, Marshal?

Yeah, what's all the shooting about?

Sounded like a war going on!

Just some cowboy baying at the moon, boys.

But he's quit now.

Go on to bed.

By golly, you leave the door open,

ain't no telling what'll come in.

What are you doing here, anyway, Doc?

Oh, I'm just reading about life and vice in the big city.

Well, you're wasting your time.

We got enough of that here.

Did you hear about Mr. Dillon getting shot at last night?

Yeah.

I'll tell you, he come within a hair of getting killed.

Mm-hmm. Haven't found him yet, huh?

Well, no.

You think the feller's gonna go around

with a big sign on his back saying, "I am a murderer"?

By golly, my stomach says I'm hungry.

Hungry?

Oh, Doc, you're just about

the cold-bloodedest thing that I ever seen.

You know there's one thing I can't stand.

What's that?

Somebody reading over my shoulder.

If you like this so well, why don't you buy one?

Well, whose do you think that is, anyway? Huh?

You eaten yet?

Well, no, I...

But Mr. Dillon said he ought to be

down at Delmonico's about now.

Well, why don't we get on down there.

He just may be buying.

By golly, there's something wrong here.

What?

Well, you can eat the food today without choking.

That hasn't happened in a long time.

Well, you've just lost your sense of taste, Doc.

You know, you need a haircut.

Why?

Well, the barn dance tonight.

You want to go to that, don't you?

Oh, by golly, I forgot all about that.

There sure enough is.

I'm gonna have to go pick up my clean laundry eventually.

Marshal Dillon?

I'd like a word with you.

You been meddlin'.

I ain't gonna stand for that.

Looks like you're a little bit late, Cassidy.

Judge Brooking signed the court order this morning.

Well, you ain't gonna stop me.

You nor nobody else.

I'll kill you if I have to.

Maybe you've tried that already, huh?

I heard about that.

That wasn't me last night, Marshal.

I don't have to bushwhack you.

I'll take you straight-on, anytime.

Like right now.

I don't draw against men like you, Cassidy.

I don't have time for your fool games.

Beulah!

Oh, Frank, how come you're, you're early.

I ain't even dressed yet.

Never mind that dance tonight, Beulah.

I got more important things on my mind.

Oh, well, now you sit down, Frank.

I'll fix you a cup of coffee.

Beulah, wait a minute.

I thought you said this, uh, Judge What's-His-Name

was a good friend of yours.

- Why, he is. - Yeah?

Well, he signed that order

stopping us from getting married.

He signed it this morning.

He did?

Yes, he did.

I didn't even know he was in town yet.

Now, look, Beulah, there's only one way to beat this thing...

No, now, Frank, you stop worrying.

Beulah, I know what I'm talking about.

There's only one way out and that's to sell this ranch...

Fast... and move on out west, uh, to Pueblo, maybe.

Sell the ranch?

It's the only way, Beulah.

Oh, I'll never sell this place.

Why not?

We can always buy another ranch in Colorado.

But we'd just spend all the money having fun.

I know.

Don't you trust me, Beulah?

Oh, it's not that, Frank.

It's a promise I made to my pa

that I'd always live here, and I always will.

I want us to stay here and raise kids

and do everything right.

Kids, we... we can't even get married, Beulah.

Yes, we can.

Now, believe me.

Beulah... Hmm?

What if your staying here means losing me?

Well, now, don't you talk like that.

And you stop worrying.

Everything's gonna be taken care of, I promise.

You seem awful sure of that, Beulah.

I am.

If you'll just wait a short while.

And Frank... I got a surprise for the dance tonight.

I'm gonna wear something real pretty.

And I ain't never gonna wear black no more.

♪ All over Kansas ♪

♪ In every Kansas town... ♪

Chester, you better hurry up.

That dance is tonight, not next week, you know.

Well, Mr. Dillon, I got to look nice, don't I?

Well, I'm taking Miss Kitty, not you, you know.

Well, time you get everything around here

straightened up and ready to go, there's...

Oh!

Oh... Oh, doggone.

Look at that, Mr. Dillon.

Is that gonna show too much?

It's the only white shirt that I got.

Oh, don't worry about it, Chester.

You can't even see it.

Well, I'll just go the way I am then.

Yeah, yeah, why don't you do that.

You'll really be the hit of the dance.

Well, I... Shoot.

Oh, doggone it.

Well, come on, let's go in.

Well, that's a good idea!

Ezra.

We got gallons of the stuff.

Oh, fine. Thank you.

Get that drink going.

Kitty.

- Cheers. - Looking at you.

Let's go over there.

All right.

I'm gonna take my cloak off.

Hello, Bud. How are you tonight?

That's fine.

Pardon me.

Excuse me.

Well, by golly.

You got a little bit left here, ain't there?

Peters, just because it's free

don't mean that it ain't powerful.

You think I shouldn't have just one more little glass?

Help yourself. Have all you want... Oh!

- Miss Kitty. - How are you, Chester?

Hey, you look kind of slick there.

What's-what's the prob... What's...

Oh, Doc, don't do that.

I mean, if you don't point it out, nobody's gonna notice it.

Oh, well, I didn't know whether the shirt came that way

or you decorated it yourself.

Why don't you just get you some old lady

that can learn you to dance and leave us alone?

Teach me to dance?

Good heavens.

In my younger days, I was known far and wide

as the Terror of Terpsichore.

The what?

Terpsichore.

Oh, I don't believe that.

Why not?

Well, why don't you ever play it then?

I can still show you a thing or two, Chester.

Miss Kitty.

Why, I'd be delighted.

This ain't the night for it.

There's too many people.

Ah, don't worry about it.

In about 15 minutes, you go outside and hide in those trees.

I'll bring the marshal out

and make sure he keeps his back to you.

I don't know.

Now, we do it exactly like we planned.

Now, come on, Head, let's go inside.

Well, forevermore.

Just kind of reminds you

of a grasshopper on locoweed, don't it?

He's liable to need a doctor in the morning.

You know, Mr. Dillon, it's good to see people

get together and enjoy themselves.

It makes you wonder why they don't do it more often...

Just friendly, like they are tonight.

It's a lively party, isn't it?

I want you to wait, Frank.

You promised.

I'm not used to waiting.

I'm gonna have it out with him now.

And get yourself killed?

Here, let's get a drink.

Oh, w-wonder what that is.

Excuse me, would you?

One more time!

Now, leave him alone! Leave him alone!

Come on, leave him alone!

All right, Chester, all right.

Down you go!

Stop that!

All right, you ought to be ashamed of you, all of you!

Let's dump Chester, too!

Hold on there!

Hold on, fellas.

Aw, Matt, we was just having a little fun.

Well, go on.

Have your fun inside, go on.

Come on, let's have a drink.

By golly, they just kept holding him under and dunking him.

Uh, the poor fella.

I nearly drown.

Say, wait a minute.

Let me see those.

That there's a heart-shaped heel, Mr. Dillon.

Where'd you get this, Louie?

I didn't steal them, Marshal. Honest I didn't.

- Where'd you get them? - I found them, Marshal.

Honest I did. A man throwed them in the alley, and I found them.

Well, would you recognize the man?

I sure would. I saw him with my own eyes.

You can ask him if I ain't right, Marshal.

Who would I ask?

That fella... that Jake Welch, that's who.

Jake Welch?

Well, I'll be doggoned.

All right, Louie, put them back on.

But don't say a word about this to anybody, huh?

Not a word, Marshal.

Whatever you say.

You're my friend.

Mr. Dillon, Jake Welch and Head are just inside there.

Yeah, I know they are, Chester,

but I'm going to let them run a little.

You know, they not only killed Leroy Parker,

but they're probably the ones that's been trying to kill you.

Yeah, I know they are.

I want to get the man behind them, if I can.

Louie, come on in.

Why don't you get yourself rung out there.

Sure, sure.

- Want some? - Oh, no, thanks, Kitty.

What was that all about?

Oh, just some of the merrymakers out there were gonna

throw old Louie Pheeters in the horse trough.

They was trying to throw me in, too.

Well, like you said, it's a real friendly party, Chester.

Oh, Marshal, could I have a word with you?

- Excuse me. - Mm-hmm.

Somebody out back wants to see you.

Who's that?

Oh, somebody who's changed their mind about having you killed.

What are they doing out in back?

Well, they don't want to be seen

till they get things straightened out with you.

They feel pretty bad about it, Marshal.

All right.

Frank, I think we ought to leave.

No.

I said I was gonna kill him, and I'm gonna do it.

Frank, you don't know what you're doing.

Hold this.

Frank? Frank, come back.

Welch.

Anything goes wrong out here, you're gonna die.

Well, he was here a few minutes ago, Marshal.

He'll probably be right back.

You know, you're gonna be surprised,

you find out who it is.

He's an old friend of yours.

That so?

Marshal Dillon.

Hold it.

Don't do it, Marshal.

I had nothing to do with it.

B-Beulah hired Head, not me.

I had nothing to do with it.

Beulah hired Head? What for?

To kill Leroy and gun you down.

I had nothing to do with it.

Mr. Dillon?

What happened?

- You all right? - Get Cassidy, Chester.

He's dead.

Check him, will you?

Get his gun.

Take him back and lock him up.

Yeah. Come on, move.

Frank?

Beulah.

Do you want to tell me about this?

Tell-tell you what?

About you hiring Welch and Head.

I don't know what you're talking about.

It's no use, Beulah.

Welch is still alive, and he told me the whole story.

Frank? Frank?

Frank?

Frank?

Everything would've been all right

if you hadn't come out here.

Beulah, did you hire them to kill Leroy, too?

You might as well tell me the truth.

Did you hire them to kill Leroy?

Did you?

I guess I'll never get married now.