Original subtitles

Starring James Arness as Matt Dillon.

There they are.

Sure wish I was down there with them.

We'll both be down there if anything goes wrong.

Here it comes now.

Hyah! Hyah!

All right, you know what we want.

Throw it down.

There ain't anything in it.

You want a hole in your head?!

- Sure ain't gonna need us, are they? - Yeah.

It's going fine. Just the way I planned it.

Mm-hmm. Looks like there won't have to be any killing anyhow.

There better not be.

The law rides harder when there's a killing.

Halt!

That was a waste of time.

Now he done it. That fool Downey.

Hyah! Hyah! Giddup here! Hyah!

Now look, Silva, I think we should cut Downey out this time.

Maybe it'll teach him a lesson.

Sure, okay.

He was your friend.

You recommended him, you brought him along.

I know, I know. He's green, Silva. He'll learn.

I ordered no shooting unless necessary.

Yeah, I know you did.

It's not because I'm tenderhearted.

A holdup's one thing, a killing's another.

The law doesn't let go with a killing.

Look, his bandana fell off his face.

You must've seen it.

Well, that driver got a real good look at him.

So did the passengers.

All right, men, now listen to me.

We're leaving this part of the country.

We're in trouble here.

We'll go down south, down to Dodge.

That's about 200 miles, isn't it?

Mm, about that.

Polk'll go a little ahead of us.

He'll spend a couple of days in town

to see if there's anything worthwhile.

Well, all right.

Let me take Downey with me.

Downey's done enough damage!

Now you get your share of the stuff and get riding.

What're we stopping here for?

It sure can't be for water.

Dismount.

Dismount?

You heard me.

Downey.

Come here.

What do you want?

Give me your gun.

Give it to me.

Sit down.

Why?

I said sit down.

Take your boots off.

Rudd, grab his boots.

Mount up, everybody.

Not you, Downey. Grab his horse, Kearny.

You can't leave me here.

All right, let's go, everybody.

Silva!

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Get down, son.

Let's take a look.

I'm telling you, Marshal, he's a good buy.

There ain't nothing wrong with this horse.

No, not a thing. Nothing ten less years wouldn't cure.

Now, Chester, a young horse is like a young man,

he ain't got no sense in him.

You don't mean that personal, do you?

Well, no, I don't think

that that horse could even pull a wagon, Moss.

Not even an empty wagon.

Aw, now, Chester.

Looks like you got some customers, Moss.

- Huh? Oh, howdy. - Howdy.

- Moss Grimmick. - Henry Squires, Sweetwater, Texas.

You run this place?

I do. I sure do. What can I do for you?

Well, I'm looking to stable our horses,

for a couple of weeks maybe.

Why, sure. Just turn them loose in the corral back there.

I'll lock up your gear later.

Take them along, Little Bit.

This is Henry Squires.

Uh, Marshal Dillon and Chester Goode.

- How do, sir? - Howdy, Marshal.

- Well, Mr. Squires. - Chester.

Say, maybe you gentlemen can tell me

when we can get a stage to St. Joe, Missouri.

St. Joe? Well, there's one leaving directly.

Then we'll be on it.

Marshal, you reckon a man traveling

with real smart money on him is safe in the stage?

I wish I could guarantee that, Mr. Squires.

Yeah.

Excuse me.

Will you be wanting your horse? You leaving town?

Oh, no, not right now. I just came by to see how he was.

You won't be needing anything then.

Not right now, thanks.

All right, see you later.

We got a pedigree bull and two heifers waiting

for us in St. Joe.

We're gonna take 'em back home with us.

What, you're gonna bring 'em up by train and then drive 'em on?

The only way to get them there.

Golly, you're going to an awful lot of trouble, ain't ya?

Well, there ain't no cattle suitable closer to home.

You see, these are Hereford cattle we're buying.

Who's "we"?

Me and my grandson, Little Bit.

You wait. One day he's gonna come up out of Texas

driving real high-grade beef, not them longhorns.

Well, now that's a day we're gonna be waiting for.

You know, there isn't much to those longhorns

except hide and hair.

Ain't that the truth, Marshal?

But this Hereford bull I got in mind,

oh, he's better than a thousand pounds of pure gold.

By golly, high-grade beef.

I can just taste the steak off one of 'em right now.

I got it done, Grandpa.

Little Bit, this here's Marshal Dillon and Chester Goode.

- How you do, Little Bit? - How do you do?

- Well, how are you, Little Bit? - Hi.

Let's get out to the stage. See you all later.

- Yeah, sure. - Good luck to you.

Thank you, Marshal.

By golly, he's a fine old man, ain't he?

They're pure hickory, Chester.

They've got a hard road ahead of them, though.

Chester?

What... what's the matter with you?

By golly, Doc, I just got a little pain right there.

Where?

- Right there? - Uh-huh.

Does it, does it go round up and under your shoulder blade?

Yeah.

You having a little trouble breathing, too, are you?

Yeah.

Well, let me know what you do about it.

I'm having the same trouble.

Now wait, Doc. This is... this is a serious thing.

I mean, I was just all night just tossing and turning.

Pain's just terrible, huh?

Oh, just like somebody's got a butcher knife in there

and they're just a-twisting and turning on it.

Well, why didn't you come upstairs?

Well, I just don't think that I could make it up them stairs.

No, you'd rather stand down here and suffer

and hope to catch me on the fly

so you wouldn't make an office call.

Well, now that ain't it.

And the pain's so bad you just wouldn't be able

to get in your pocket

and get the two dollars you'd owe me, would you?

I don't think that's a very nice way to talk to a sick man.

Well, I think I know what's wrong.

What?

I think I can fix you up.

I got some new pills just came in from St. Louis.

Some-Some new ones?

Yeah, and if you think you could make it up the stairs,

I'll just let you pick out the one you want.

Oh, well, I could do that all right.

Well, we've just about made the first leg, Little Bit.

Yep, we'll be back in Dodge tomorrow at noon.

That's when the real work'll start, won't it, Grandpa?

Oh, shucks, there ain't nothing

to trailing three head of cattle.

No, but we'll have to stand guard at night and all that.

Yeah, we's gonna stand guard an night, all right.

We got to keep our eyes open in the daytime, too.

Oh, lots of folks'd like

to get their hands on them cattle of ours.

They better not try.

Let's hope they don't.

Grandpa... when're you gonna get me a gun?

Well, time'll come, son. Time'll come.

Say, you know that bull and them heifers are gonna make all

the difference to us.

They'd better.

We're broke now, ain't we?

Well, all but a few dollars.

30 head of longhorn back home.

Oh, we'll breed them, too.

A half-bred shorthorn's a...

well, they're better'n a lot of the cattle we got back home.

Do you reckon we'll ever get rich, Grandpa?

Well... I don't know about being rich,

but, well, you ought to be comfortable well-off.

See, since the war

there ain't the riches like we knowed 'em before.

What're we slowing down for, Grandpa?

Oh, maybe a water tank.

Let's take a look, huh?

Who's this coming, Grandpa?

That's the brakeman.

We taking on water?

Yeah. How're you all making it?

Oh, fine, fine.

How're you riding, boy? Like railroading?

I like it fine, mister.

Your stock travelling good?

Yeah, I ain't heard no complaints.

Hey, you're gonna have yourselves a time

after you leave Dodge.

You scared of Injuns, boy?

Well, I-I reckon I am, mister.

He's got sense enough to be scared,

but he's got sand enough not to show it.

Good for him.

All aboard!

Hang on, now.

Best get in, son.

What do you gents want?

Uh, I said, uh... what do you gents want?

He wants to know what do we want?

Shall we tell him what we want?

No, it wouldn't do any good.

Don't tell him.

Mister...

what good do you think that bull and them heifers

is gonna do you down in Texas?

As good as they'll do any man.

But you ain't gonna get to Texas with 'em.

Oh, uh... we'll get there.

Mister, you'd be lucky to get there without no stock.

Both of you.

Uh...

how'd you find out about us and our cattle?

You'd like to know that, wouldn't you?

You'll have a tough time stealing our stock.

We got friends waiting for us in Dodge.

Well, we got friends in Dodge, too.

On more important business.

Shut up, you fool.

What difference does it make if he knows?

He's gonna be dead, ain't he?

You... you aim to push them cattle off this moving train?

You... you want 'em dead?

They won't be dead.

This train's got one more stop before morning.

We'll take them off there, and have them sold before daylight.

You already got a market for them?

We got somebody waiting, money in hand.

So don't you fret about that, old man.

Oh, I ain't fretting.

All that talk's the quickest way I know for a man to get killed.

You always said so, Grandpa.

Can I have this, Grandpa?

Is it time yet?

Only in a manner of speaking, Little Bit.

It's yourn for now.

We thought you was never coming back.

I took my time looking the town over.

Worthwhile, too.

Why, you trying to tell me that I, uh,

that I missed something?

Not entirely.

But there's more money in Dodge right now

than you seemed to think.

Like what?

There's a trail herd due in next week.

Look, I know all about that.

What's that got to do with us?

The buyers have go to have money

to pay for that herd, don't they?

So?

The money is in the safe at the Dodge House,

waiting for them... or for us.

Say, now, that must be some bit of money.

Enough to make it worth our while.

Is there any coffee in there?

Some.

Now, look, uh... look, Silva...

Look, if there's good hard cash laying around for that...

for that trail herd, why do we have to fool around

with that Hereford bull and them cows?

Them cattle was your idea in the first place, Polk.

Besides, ain't you forgetting?

Kearny and Wade probably got 'em stole already.

Anything I might forget, I don't need you to remind me.

Lay off him, Rudd.

The train from St. Joe is due in at noon today.

We'll find out then how much luck

Kearny and Wade had with the cattle.

Hey, now, wait a minute.

I don't think it's a good idea for the three of us

to be riding into Dodge all together, you know, that...

that marshal, he might get ideas.

You're right.

We'll go in separately.

We'll bump into each other here and there, like strangers.

Are we putting up at the Dodge House?

Yeah.

I'll see you at Dodge.

Here they come.

Well, Mr. Squires.

Howdy, Marshal.

Little Bit.

This is Doc Adams, here.

- How do you do? - Howdy, Doc.

Well, we got your wire.

Yeah, I say, word must've got around, quite a crowd.

Yeah.

Now, folks, there isn't anything gonna happen here.

Why don't you go on back to what you were doing, huh?

Is the body in there?

Yeah, we throwed some canvas over it.

Well, Mr. Squires, there's nothing for me

to do for that fella,

except to certify that he got shot and he's dead.

You'll be certifying the truth, Doc.

Chester, say, we gotta get rid of that body in there.

Now would you fellas mind giving Chester a hand?

All right, Mr. Dillon.

- This your boy? - My grandson.

Is that so? How are you?

How do you do?

Well, that fella in there sure was a stranger to me.

Now, what exactly happened out there, anyway?

Well, he and another fella

tried to jump us during the night.

I-I think I winged the other fella.

Anyways, he fell out the door.

It was our stock he was after.

Well, those are pretty valuable animals you got there.

They're worth a lot of money out here.

They're worth more in Texas.

Well, how do you plan to get 'em to Texas

through all them Indians? They sure like beef, you know.

Oh, we'll get 'em there.

Won't we, Little Bit?

You bet.

And I'm gonna be a lot more help from now on.

Well, I'll just bet you will be.

I gotta be running along. I'll see you.

- Thank you. - All right, Doc.

- Good-bye, Doc. - Good-bye.

Well, there's one body nobody's going to claim.

Not if they're smart, they won't.

When do you plan to leave, Mr. Squires?

Oh, reckon tomorrow morning.

Well, why don't you stay around Dodge a few days?

Maybe you'll find some riders heading your way.

Well, we are kind of anxious to get back home, Marshal.

Well, you're sure gonna be on your own out there.

We're used to being on our own, ain't we, Little Bit?

That's right, Grandpa.

Well, good luck to you.

Maybe I'll see you before you go.

Thank you, Marshal.

- Bye, Little Bit. - Bye, Marshal.

Mr. Squires.

Come on, Little Bit.

Let's get them cattle out.

There they are.

They're gonna lose a lot of weight in the trip,

ain't they, Grandpa?

Oh, not too much, if we handle 'em right.

That old man got mighty lucky.

Yeah. He killed Kearny.

Claims he shot Wade. It's hard to believe, ain't it?

He's gonna run out of luck.

Why? What do you aim to do?

I gotta see those cattle.

You go find Polk and tell him we'll meet in my room

at the Dodge House in about an hour.

Okay.

I'll be seeing you.

Rudd.

Yeah.

If you fix it so you get to my room a little before Polk,

I've got something to tell you.

Something that'll surprise you considerably.

Sure.

Afternoon, sir.

Well, howdy.

Fine looking Herefords you have there.

Uh, we like them.

You don't see that kind of cattle around here.

No, and you don't see them in Texas, neither.

Is that where you come from... Texas?

That's where we come from,

and that's where we're going.

My name's Lou Silva, sir.

Henry Squires. Sweetwater, Texas.

This is my grandson, Little Bit.

- How do you do, Little Bit? - Howdy.

Might your bull and the heifers be for sale?

I have some friends in the cattle business.

You have, eh? Where at?

Nebraska. North Platte country.

Why, I thought that was the badlands.

Greatest cattle country in the world, Mr. Squires.

I've heard claim made for others.

You didn't say if your stock was for sale.

No, no, I reckon not.

No, uh... we got need of them ourselves.

I don't blame you. They're some fine cattle.

No harm in asking.

No, not a mite.

Thanks for letting me see them.

You're welcome.

By the way, when are you leaving?

Tomorrow, at sunup.

Good luck on your trip.

Thank you.

Good-bye, Little Bit.

Bye.

I wouldn't be surprised if we meet up with that gent again.

You think he's a bad man?

He's a fooler, that's what he is.

What's that, Grandpa?

That smooth talk of his fools people.

Yes, sir, Little Bit, we're gonna have to keep our eyes open

when we hit that trail again.

Who is it?

Charlie Rudd.

Come in.

I got some good news.

Just saw Wade in town, he made it all right.

Where is he?

I told him to keep out of sight till I saw you.

Gonna meet him later at the freight yard.

Fine, we'll need him.

Help yourself to drink.

Oh, thank you.

Well...

what'd you find out from the old man?

Found out what I wanted.

He's leaving at dawn tomorrow.

Sit down.

Yeah?

You said you had something to tell me.

It's about Polk.

He's been getting difficult lately.

Especially after we left Downey to die out there.

Ah, he'll get over it.

Maybe.

But I'm not a man to let things happen.

I make them happen.

What are you driving at?

I'll make it real simple.

That money we're gonna take from the safe downstairs,

it's more money than we've ever seen in our lives.

I'm thinking of splitting it only two ways, Rudd.

Only two ways?

Half for you and half for me.

You like the idea?

Yeah, I'm with you.

You just go along, whatever I say.

Let him in.

- Hey, Rudd. - Hey.

Help yourself to a drink, Polk.

Yeah, I think I will.

Well?

The old man and the boy are moving south

with those cattle in the morning.

What do we do, wait till they get a few miles beyond the river

and then take them?

Well, that's just it.

They found a couple of Texas riders to go back with them.

Now's the time to forget the whole thing.

No, it's too easy.

It's like finding money on the street.

We'd be fools to let this slip by.

All we have to do is slip over there tonight,

knock the old man and the boy on the head,

move that stock straight out across the river.

Then we move them back up the line a bit and sell them.

That's right.

All it takes is for one person

to see us moving that bull and them heifers

across that river at night to bring the law right down on us.

Wait a minute, listen.

Rudd talked to Wade this afternoon; he's in town.

Well, that's good.

You and Wade will handle the stock.

Rudd and I will stage the holdup here at the hotel.

There'll be a shooting here.

After we get the money from the safe,

we'll fire off a couple of shots.

That'll cover you and the stock.

You get them sold and come to meet us.

We'll be waiting for you straight south of here

at the Cimarron River.

That's about 50 miles.

What's on your mind, Polk?

You know, I'd hate to go all the way up there

and not find anybody waiting for me.

Are you saying you don't trust me?

I'm saying the Cimarron is a long way from here.

I'll put it straight to you, Polk.

I can't work with a man who doesn't trust me.

Neither can I let a man who knows as much as you do quit.

Meaning what?

I'll kill you right here if I have to.

All right, Silva.

We'll do it your way.

That's more like it.

We'll leave here separately.

Rudd, you tell Wade to meet me at the Boss Billiards.

Otherwise to stay out of sight.

Okay, but then what?

I'll fill him in on our plans.

We three will meet at the Long Branch

at 10:30 tonight.

Okay.

Oh, Rudd, before you get to the Long Branch,

you go to the stable and saddle our horses.

We'll be leaving fast when we get started.

Rest easy, Polk.

Everything's going to be fine.

Yeah, sure.

It's, uh, most always slow around here

this time of the day.

But there'll be somebody in for you to play with.

I don't want to play with anybody.

Oh.

Would you like a beer or something?

No, thanks.

Oh.

Kinda out of practice, ain't you?

I've had other things to think about.

Rudd told me I'd find you here.

Don't let the old man see you, or the boy.

I sure got a score to settle with that old man.

Rudd told me about Kearny.

You'll have your chance.

Tonight.

Good.

Got their cattle down at the corral.

Polk will be there just before 11:00.

As soon as you see him coming, you start shooting.

Get them both if you can.

Well, I'm thinking, won't that bring the law out?

The whole town will be after Rudd and me.

We hear your shots, we're going to open up

the safe at the Dodge House.

The marshal hears us shooting, he'll be after us.

I guess you know what you're doing.

I always have, haven't I?

Got to admit that.

You go and stay out of sight somewhere until tonight.

Okay.

See you later.

Okay.

Wade find you?

Late this afternoon.

He'll be waiting for you down by the corrals, 11:00.

What time is it now?

20 to 11:00.

You got our horses ready?

All set.

Got my horse tied up the street there.

Say, now, look who's here.

The boy's alone.

It's time to get moving.

You coming?

In a couple of minutes.

Then we'll head straight for the Dodge House.

Good luck.

Yeah.

Good luck.

All right, now, there's not much time left.

I told Wade to start shooting soon as he saw Polk coming.

So, he'll start shooting and that brings the law down

on him and Polk, huh?

While we're quietly robbing the Dodge House.

Oh, that's gonna make Polk mighty unhappy.

He won't have time to be unhappy with the marshal on his neck.

You figured things out real good, Silva.

Let's get going.

Hello, Kitty.

Hello, Matt.

First drink's on the house.

Well, what are you trying to do, bribe the law?

No.

Just trying to bribe the man behind the law.

Well, let's see if it works.

Sam, one beer.

You know, it, um...

it'd be a fairer game if you drank whiskey.

Yeah, believe me, I would, but, uh...

if I was sure everything would be peaceful around here tonight.

Better stick to the beer.

Howdy, Marshal.

Hello, Mr. Squires.

Kitty, this is Henry Squires.

Kitty Russell.

Howdy, ma'am.

I've heard a lot about you, Mr. Squires.

Well, don't you believe it.

I got a good side, too.

What would you like to drink?

Well, my thirst ain't big, but it's urgent.

I'll get me another beer, eh?

One more beer, Sam.

Yes, sir.

Where's Little Bit?

Oh, he's guarding the cattle.

Says he's a nighthawk.

I understand he's a mighty fine boy.

Yeah.

There ain't none better, ma'am.

This must be some trip for him.

Thank you, Marshal.

How are things down in Texas?

Kinda wild?

Well, it was real wild when I was a boy.

Yeah, it was real open country then.

But nowadays, it's, well, it's so cluttered up with people,

you can't hardly turn around.

Yeah, and it'll get worse, too.

Well, if it gets worse,

I don't know what a man's gonna do for air to breathe.

Well, maybe you ought to try California.

Well, maybe so.

I ain't never been there, Marshal.

Well, you get through working that new Hereford bull

and those heifers of yours,

you'll be rich enough to go anywhere you want to.

Well, at least Little Bit will.

That's what I'm aiming for.

Well, here's wishing both of you a lot of luck.

Thank you, Marshal.

I don't see nothing to shoot at out there, except them cattle.

Well, don't go to shooting, you fool.

Well, I was supposed to kill the old man

soon as I seen you come riding up.

You're supposed to what?

That's what Silva told me.

Silva told you to start shooting right off?

That's right.

That old man's sure got it coming, too.

What else did Silva tell you?

Nothing.

Except that you'd know where we're to meet.

I see.

All right, you're so anxious, you ride up there

and start shooting, go ahead.

But I can't see nothing out there to shoot at.

Look, the old man's at the Long Branch.

You just got to ride up there

and take care of that little boy, go on.

That-that's fair enough.

After what his grandpa done to Kearny.

I'll be right behind you.

Try to cross me, huh?

Well, I got a little surprise for Mr. Silva.

That sounded a long way off, Matt.

Some good ol' Texas cowboy telling folks he's here.

I don't know. That sounded like two guns at work out there.

Two guns?

Yeah, I think I'll go down and take a look.

Oh, Mr. Dillon.

What was that shooting?

Well, it was off that way, down towards the railroad corral.

Railroad corral?

You better get Henry Squires and bring him down.

Mr. Squires, Mr. Dillon wants you

to travel down to the railroad track.

Little Bit.

Oh, it's you, Marshal.

You all right?

- I'm all right. - What happened here?

Well, this man came riding up and started shooting at me.

So I shot back.

He's been hit in the shoulder, but it looks like an old wound.

Doesn't seem to be hit anywhere else.

Oh, I don't think I hit him.

His horse spooked and threw him off.

That his gun you got?

Yes, sir. Here.

Little Bit!

Hello, Grandpa.

Say, what's going on?

Say, you didn't shoot this man, did you, Little Bit?

No, he didn't shoot him.

Say, that's the fella that was on the train!

The one that fell out the door.

- You sure? - Sure, I'm sure.

Well, that's him, all right. I knowed him right off.

Was anybody else with him?

No, he wasn't alone. There was another fella over there,

but he rode off after I started shooting.

Well, if there was this fella and the one you killed

and another one, maybe there's a gang of them.

Marshal, I'm thinking,

I'm remembering something that was said on that train.

Yes, sir, it was this fella.

He said they had friends in Dodge

on more important business.

Yes, sir, that was it exactly.

More important business?

That's what he said.

And the fella I killed called him a fool

and told him to shut up!

Chester, take my gun.

Yes, sir.

When he comes to, take him over and lock him up.

Marshal, I'll go with you.

No, you're better off here, Mr. Squires.

They tried to kill Little Bit, and I'm going with you, Marshal.

I appreciate you trying to help,

but there's nothing you can do for me right now anyway.

Except maybe keep your eyes open around town.

If you see anything suspicious, let me know.

Marshal, you ain't trying to get me out of the way?

No, I wouldn't do that.

All right, Marshal.

But just don't call no tune without me.

I'm a dancing man.

Grandpa?

That fella's mighty durable, ain't he?

Yeah, yeah.

How's it look?

There's a man paying his bill.

When he comes out, we'll go in.

How many men are in there?

Just the clerk.

- We're in luck. - So far.

Now, when we get the money, we'll go out the back way

into the stable right from there.

Mm, I'm sure itchin' to ride.

Here he comes.

♪♪

- You leaving? - Yes, I'm leaving.

I'll look up your bill.

You never mind about that.

- Well, but if you're leaving... - There ain't a-gonna be no bill.

What do you mean?

Well, mister, I been in that room all day long

trying to get some shut-eye and couldn't sleep a wink.

Was something wrong?

Bed's too darn soft.

- Too soft? - Why, yes!

You expect a man that's been sleeping on the ground

for three months to sleep on a thing like that?

Well, that's for sick people.

And I ain't a-gonna pay!

Well, now, here! You come back here!

You can't run out like that!

- I... - Don't worry, mister,

we'll pay his bill.

You'll pay it?

Me and my friend, we got lots of money.

Well... all right.

The bill is three dollars, mister.

Well, where is it?

In the safe.

In... our safe?

That's right, mister. Open it up.

It's... it's already open.

Get back there, Rudd.

It's here, Silva, lots of it.

Hurry it up.

That money's not yours.

It is now.

Please, mister, they're gonna blame me for this.

- Is that so? - I shouldn't have left the safe open.

We'd have opened it anyway.

- I'll get blamed anyway. - Why don't you shut up!

No, I won't shut up!

That was close.

- Is the money sacked? - Nearly.

Hold it!

You all right?

Oh, I guess so, Marshal.

- All right, here's your money. - Thank you, Marshal.

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Get your hands up, mister... I got the drop on you.

You're trapped now, mister, and I got you covered.

Won't do you no good, mister.

Better come out with your hands up.

You sound like the old man.

Squires.

I'm an old man with a gun.

That's not gonna do you any good, old man.

That ain't much of a gun you're using.

It's not much...

but it kills at close range.

And we're close now, old man.

Hold it!

Marshal, I saw him put something in the saddlebags

on his horse over there.

Fancy dresser, wasn't he?

Look at that little gun. Ha!

I'll tell you something, Mr. Squires,

I think he'd have needed a whole lot bigger gun than this

to kill you off.

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- Morning, Marshal, Chester. - Hi.

Well, we got our supplies.

We're all ready to go.

We're gonna be eating light again, ain't we?

Well, you didn't starve coming up the trail, did you?

Well, darn near.

- Say good-bye, son. - Good-bye, Marshal.

Good-bye, Little Bit.

Good-bye, Chester.

Little Bit.

And, uh, I just want to say that, uh...

uh... I don't know how to say it.

But, uh... thank you, Marshal.

Good luck to you, Mr. Squires.

You, too, Chester.

Mr. Squires.

Let's go to Texas, son.

Well, it's like you said, Mr. Dillon,

the first time we met 'em...

Them two is just pure hickory.

Yeah.

They got a hard way to go, too.

And, by golly, I think they'll make it.

Going to Texas!

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