Original subtitles

Starring James Arness as Matt Dillon.

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Well, Tate Gifford, you old son of a gun.

Hank.

My God, I sure miss seeing you around here.

You looking fine.

I'm making out. Thank you.

I haven't been able to get out your way

since your boy was took.

Mighty sorry.

Yeah. Yeah.

Well, I, uh...

I come for his horse, Hank.

Well, he's in mighty good shape for you.

The only trouble is Cale is out working him now.

Cale?

Yes, young fella I got to help me now.

He gives your horse a good workout every morning.

A long time there, I...

I figured I couldn't bear laying eyes on him again.

That is foolishness.

He's a good horse.

I can use him.

Well, Cale'll be back within the hour.

I'll be in town that long.

- Stop by on my way to the ranch. - Hey.

If you ever take a notion to sell him,

why, Cale, he's took an awful shine to him.

He'd be mighty interested.

I won't be selling him now, Hank.

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Hey. Hey, Chester, wake up.

- Mm? - Wake up!

Oh.

Ooh!

The lines are all tangled!

Ooh, let go of the line, it's my toe!

Just-just look out of the way!

Oh, you're choking the life out of it!

I'm gonna try and land this.

Oh.

Oh.

- Oh! - Ooh.

Oh.

Whew.

What's the matter?

Well, I kept on telling you it was my toe.

I had the line looped around it,

and when you kept pulling the pole like that,

well, golly, you can see what that there'd do.

You had the line looped around your toe?

Yeah.

So's it'd wake me up, you know,

in case that something got on my line.

Worked like a charm, didn't it?

Well, way that I was dreaming of it, sure did.

You know, I was pulling catfish out of there

faster than you could bait my hook.

Caught a mess of frogs, too.

Well, I'm sure glad of that.

I just love frogs' legs.

Well, we got a good plenty of 'em.

How about some coffee to wash 'em down with?

Oh, yeah. Thanks a lot.

You-you know what you was doing?

You was frying potatoes and fixing the biscuits.

Really? I thought I was baiting the hooks.

Well, uh, y-you was.

You was doing just about everything that you could

to-to be a help.

Come on, let's get on back.

Oh, well, here, let me help you round up the place.

Well, that's all right.

I'll take care of this, and you go get the horses.

Oh, well, Miss Kitty,

are you gonna just give up on the fishing that-that quick?

Who's that?

Well, that looks like Cale, isn't it?

By golly, it sure does.

Hey, Cale!

Cale!

Well, he can't hear you.

I wonder where in the thunder he's off to.

He's sure riding like the wind.

If he keeps that pace up,

he's gonna be in Colorado before we get any breakfast.

Well, I just don't understand it,

riding off this hour of the morning.

Ain't a thing out west of here.

Well.

Tate, how are you?

Marshal.

How much work you figure a horse needs every morning?

Well, I don't know. Why?

Three hours or so is plenty, don't you think?

Well, I guess so.

What are you asking me for?

Hank Miller tells me this young fella's a friend of yours.

Cale?

Yeah.

Well, he was due back hours ago with my horse.

Hank tells me you'll vouch for him, this Cale.

Well, sure, I'll vouch for him.

I don't know where he is right now.

Well, I think you better find out where he is.

Hank ought to know.

Only, he doesn't.

Now, I came in for my horse, Marshal,

and I want him.

This young friend of yours ran off with him;

up to you to catch him.

All right.

Guess I better get on over there and have a talk with Hank,

find out what this is all about.

Yeah, that's the way it was, Marshal.

There was no note or nothing.

I know there wouldn't be, though.

If Cale had had anything to say, he'd have said it right out.

He just rode off like he does every morning?

That's about the size of it.

The only difference is, this morning he ain't come back.

Been asking around town about this Cale.

Folks don't seem to know much about him.

Well, he keeps pretty much to himself.

Can't get anyone else to claim him as a friend.

Just you two.

Well, he's a young fella, Tate;

he's got a lot of things to learn,

but honesty isn't one of 'em.

Now, if I thought he'd steal your horse, I'd tell you.

Yeah, there's no question about that.

I'd say there was some question about it.

I got to get back to the ranch.

But I want that horse, Marshal.

And I don't care how far you got to ride to get him!

Come on.

Hmm.

Never heard Tate talk like that before.

Well, he's been keeping his grief quiet a long time, Hank.

He's just yelling a little, that's all.

Yeah, reckon so.

You know, Marshal, I'm worried something's happened to Cale.

Yeah.

Wish he'd tell somebody what's on his mind once in a while.

He can't do that; that's just his way.

It's just gonna cost me a long ride.

You going after him?

I guess I'll have to.

Which way did he leave town, do you know?

Well, uh, I think he went west.

Yes, I know he did; he went west.

All right, I'll see you later, Hank.

Well, morning, Mr. Dillon.

Well, wondered when you were gonna show up, Chester.

Oh, I tell you, that early morning air

out there on the river

really whips up a man's appetite.

I ate two catfish breakfasts this morning.

You mean to say you and Kitty

actually caught some catfish out there?

No, no.

Well, Miss Kitty almost did, except she didn't see

how the line was wrapped around my big toe.

So she invited me

and treated me to two catfish breakfasts

at Delmonico's.

Well, good. You ought to be wide awake, then,

ready to take over here for me.

Yeah.

You coming or going?

I'm going.

Cale rode out onto the prairie with Tate Gifford's horse,

and nobody seems to be able to find him.

I'm going out and look for him.

Well, you might as well forget about that.

You ain't gonna catch Cale, not this morning.

Oh, did you see him out there?

Yeah, when we was out there on the riverbank,

he went past us like we was just standing still.

Course, which we was, at the time.

Standing still.

He was just riding like the wind.

Was he headed west?

Just like there was a prairie fire behind him.

You want me to ride with you, Mr. Dillon?

No.

You'd better stay here

and keep an eye on things, Chester.

I'll sure do it.

I'll keep my eyes wide open.

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Cale?

Cale!

Thank you, Marshal.

Well, I looked him over.

I guess he's all right.

He seems to be.

How come he left his saddle?

I don't know, but if I find Cale, I'll ask him.

Saw the horse alone.

Oh, you think he's hurt?

I think there's a good chance of it.

I wouldn't ride out in this wind, Matt.

There's a storm on it somewhere.

Well, I know, but there isn't much daylight left.

I don't have much choice.

Wait till morning.

I'll go with you.

Morning's a long way off if the boy's hurt.

Which way you going?

Well, I found the horse west of here.

Well, Matt, there's... there's nothing out that way.

Cale is.

Cale!

Where you been?

Oh, I just been out riding around.

How'd you get yourself in a fix like this?

Didn't take much doing.

You sure took your sweet time getting here.

What'd you do, drag yourself down here?

Anyone knows me knows I hate to walk.

Did your horse spook you?

Friendly little rattlesnake.

Been as tall as you if it'd have stood up

and fought like a man.

How come you dragged yourself?

Can't you walk?

No.

You don't seem to have any broken bones.

I've been lying here all day thinking how lucky I am.

Try to move 'em now.

They won't listen to me.

Maybe they'll listen to you.

Do they hurt?

I don't feel a thing.

Try to move 'em, just once.

I can't even feel my boots on me.

Then we better make camp and start back tomorrow.

You think I'll be able to swing over a horse tomorrow?

If you can't, I'll make a travois and haul you back.

Right now, we'd better get you into some cover.

Easy now!

You cold?

I've been warmer.

Well, I got it all over you.

Only half of me feels cold.

You better keep your legs wrapped up good

in that blanket now.

So Mr. Gifford is bound I was stealing his horse, huh?

Yeah.

Well, it's what's in his mind against what was in mine.

I sure wouldn't want to be the lawman

to decide the right of it.

What were you doing out here, anyway?

Riding.

Well, you must've been headed somewhere.

I was.

Puttin' on a show, old nature is.

Yeah, she can let up anytime, far as I'm concerned.

I knew an old woman once,

said Kansas had the best weather in the world.

When Kansas wanted to.

Why don't you try and get yourself some sleep now.

You think we'll be able to find your horse in the morning?

Oh, I... I think we'll find him all right.

I sure didn't mind you stopping by.

Any sign of him?

No, not a sign.

I can't blame the horse, I suppose.

We'd have run off if we could.

Well, I got to find him, that's for sure.

I'll scout around.

Look, the meantime...

you better take this.

I haven't killed that many folks lately.

Well, there's a lot of killers out here...

Wild animals, Indians, renegades.

How's your leg feeling?

I have to look to know they're there.

Well, the rest won't do you any harm, that's for sure.

Now tell me one thing: were you headed for some farm

out this way yesterday, or something?

No, sir, I wasn't.

You don't know anybody that lives out this way?

You know, right about now,

we can use any kind of help we can get.

Oh, I understand that pretty good.

I'll be back as soon as I can.

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You've got to draw the water.

And even then, it tastes foul.

Oh, good morning, ma'am.

I don't bother with the water.

I drink this.

Why don't you.

No, thanks. Your husband home?

No, he sure ain't.

Why don't you come on in, and I'll tell you all about it.

Well, thanks, ma'am, but I'm in kind of a hurry.

See, I was camped down by the river last night...

Oh, that's a shame.

And my horse ran off in that storm.

I've been looking for him all morning.

Right now, I'm looking for any horse that'll carry me.

You ain't the least bit flattering.

Do you have a horse, ma'am?

Mostly, I've got time.

Yes, but do you have a horse?

Well, now, he rode off on something.

Seems to me, there used to be more than one.

I can't tell last time I looked in the corral.

Well, if you don't mind,

I'll just have a little look around.

We'll both go.

It's a long trip to the corral.

My name's Ess.

Ess Cutler.

Now that we're gonna be so friendly.

Mrs. Cutler, do you happen to have a bridle of any kind

for that horse?

Oh, well, now,

that's gonna take a trip down to the barn.

Things just got to be used to keep good.

Same with people.

If they ain't treated right, they dry up and pull apart, too.

Got to have some kind of a lead rope.

You're planning to take my horse?

Well, I'd like to take him, ma'am, but I'll bring him back.

And I'll pay you for him, too.

I don't want money.

What good is it to me here?

You just... spend a little time.

Talk to me.

Something in my barn interest you, stranger?

It's me he wants, Sam.

Why, I've had the devil's own time with him.

Well, Mr. Cutler, that's not exactly the way it was.

That's the way it always is.

Ain't it, Ess?

Any man this side of the mountains.

Come to get you every time I go.

It could happen, you know.

You could be cleaning these.

Hey, Mr. Cutler, look...

I know.

Every time I go off, Ess gets to that jug

and gets to dreaming.

You're a marshal?

Yeah, out of Dodge City.

You're a ways from home.

Well, my horse ran off,

and I got a friend that's hurt pretty bad back at camp.

Shot?

No, he fell off his horse, and he can't move his legs.

You need a wagon and team.

Well, that's what I need, all right.

You saw what we got.

That swayback won't pull or carry.

This one here ain't a sight better.

Anyway, I can't spare it.

Anybody else live out this way?

No.

There's a cabin out west about two miles.

Ain't got no folks.

Don't know any other place.

Well, much obliged.

Smallpox, Marshal.

Took all three of 'em last spring.

So long.

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Hey!

Over here!

Uh, I need some help here.

Well, well, it can't be, can it, Arnie?

Couldn't be two like him.

He some kind of friend of yours?

He ain't no kind of friend, Coot.

What are you men talking about?

We're trail hands.

We visited you in Dodge a time or two.

Last time, you run us out of town.

Boy, some kind of lawman.

He ain't even armed.

You right sure you don't recollect

Frank and me, Marshal Dillon?

I'm afraid I don't have time.

Look, I got a man that's hurt down here.

I need help.

And now you're just strolling

around the prairie out here, looking for help, huh?

My horse ran off in the storm last night.

So you want us to help you take this man

back to your tacky little jail, do you?

He's not a prisoner.

You know, I can't get over it, Arnie.

He looks a lot smaller once he's outside of Dodge.

Without his gun, why, he's nothing at all.

Tell you what, Marshal.

You're in need of a horse,

and Coot here would be more than willing to give you his

if you can take it away from him.

What do you say, Coot?

I like the idea.

Now, look...

This won't take very long, Marshal.

Come on, Coot.

Hold it, Arnie!

I said, hold it.

You want to get us hung for shooting a U.S. Marshal?

Come on.

Don't say we didn't help you, Marshal.

We didn't kill you.

You tie that horse there like that, mister?

Sure, he's my horse.

I'm afraid he's mine.

Now wait a minute.

I found him running loose on the prairie.

He didn't seem to belong to anybody.

A saddle on him.

That ought to tell you something.

Looks like you did everything but nail him to the tree here.

Now, those marks on him he made on himself trying to get loose.

You feed him? Did you give him any water at all?

When I get ready, I'll feed him and water him.

I'm afraid you've had your last chance at that, mister.

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Had quite a time getting you back today, son.

♪♪

Cale?

Cale?

Cale?

It's all right now.

I'm gonna take you home.

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Tate, I'm sure glad to see you.

I about gave up on finding you.

He's hurt that bad?

I don't even know how bad.

Couldn't get you out of my mind.

I had to come.

Owed it to you, I guess.

Well, you're here; that's all that counts with me.

I tell you, I'd like to take him back to your ranch,

if you don't mind, and then ride down into town and get Doc.

Oh.

I guess that's all right.

Good.

Give me a hand with him, will you?

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The boy's room's closed off.

Don't put him in there.

My room, just on ahead.

His head's burning up and the rest of him's freezing.

Tate, you're gonna have to stay here

and keep an eye on him till I get back with Doc Adams.

Well, ain't easy for me, Matt, sit by a hurt boy.

I know it isn't, Tate.

Not easy for him being hurt either.

Don't you die on me, boy.

Don't you dare to.

Doc can tell us something.

Come out and say something.

Well, he'll say something

as soon as he's got something to say, Tate.

We shouldn't have brought him here, Matt.

It's too close.

Too much the same.

I'm sorry about that, Tate.

We'll move him as soon as we can.

This boy... he's-he's about 20, isn't he?

Just about.

Has he got any folks?

He never said.

W-Where's he from?

He never said that either.

Well, he talks, don't he?

Yeah, he talks. He tells you what he wants to.

Yeah.

He's quiet, like my boy.

Tate, stop it.

I just said that...

Look, I know this is hard on you,

but you're making it harder.

Cale's got nothing to do with your boy.

He's different altogether.

Yeah, he sure is.

He's alive.

Matt, I don't know.

I just... I just don't know.

You mean, he's gonna die?

Well, I mean, I don't know.

Broke his fever and the chills.

I think they were from shock and exposure mostly.

Those legs.

Well, Doc, I checked him over;

I couldn't seem to find any broken bones at all.

No, there's no broken bones, nowhere.

It's just that those legs,

there's no feeling in 'em at all.

They're cold, no circulation.

You know, I think that when that horse threw him,

he just must have landed right smack on his spine.

Maybe those nerves are just all pinched together

in there or something.

There anything you can do for him at all?

Well, I'm doing the only thing I know how to do, is heat.

I just figure that maybe if I keep heat on there constantly,

the nerves just might relax a little.

I don't know.

Sure would be encouraging

if there were some feeling in those legs.

Tate, like you to keep

that fire in the stove going real good,

because, well, anything that'll heat...

Bricks, flatirons, anything at all...

I want 'em kept hot.

Doc, uh, I think Tate here would like us

to bring Cale back into town.

Well, it's... it's out of the question.

Cale's gonna be here quite a while, and so am I.

Maybe we just ought

to get something straight here right now.

There's no room here at all for any of us to think

about anything or anybody but Cale.

Well, Matt, long as you're doing nothing,

you... you can fill the wood box.

- Doc? - Huh?

Oh, Matt.

Must have dozed off, huh?

Yeah, it's morning.

It is? Is that 6:00?

Yeah, I got to be heading back to town.

Chester sent word out there's been some big ruckus in there,

and a lot of people are in jail.

Well, okay. You go on back to town.

Tate and I can handle everything here.

How is he?

Well, at 5:30, he was just the same as he was at 4:30.

And just about the same right now.

He wake up at all?

No, I don't want him to wake up.

I gave him something to make him sleep.

If he wakes up, he'll just ask a lot of foolish questions,

and all I'd have for him is foolish answers.

Yeah, I got a hunch

this whole thing's been pretty hard on Tate.

Well, I know it is.

I was with Tate's boy when he died.

But let me tell you something, Matt, Tate didn't die.

And this is part of living.

Anything I can get you from town, Doc?

No, nothing.

Not unless you can arrange for some kind of a miracle.

Who are you?

Why... you're awake.

Who are you?

I-I'm Tate Gifford.

But I-I better go get Doc.

The man with the horse.

Yeah?

How is he, all right?

Well, yeah, he's fine.

He's a good little horse, all right,

but he sure bounced me on my tail.

Well, I-I better go get Doc.

Well... hear you had a good sleep.

Well, it wouldn't have been a good sleep

if I'd known you were tending me.

How about trying to sit up?

Why not?

Well, let's give it a try.

Well, now, you gonna do it or you want me to do it?

Hey, what do you got under here with me, anyway,

a campfire?

- You feel something? - Yeah, I feel something.

Where?

Right smack on my tail.

Well, now just leave it alone.

That's it. Say, by gosh, that is hot.

Well, you're trying to bake me!

That's right.

Oh, no. No, leave these be.

Just a minute now.

Hey! Oh, well, you got some kind of mean streak today?

You felt that, huh?

Feel that, too?

Yes, sir, I felt it.

Why don't you just swing those legs off the bed.

I don't know about that.

Well, I don't know about it either.

Why don't you just do it.

Um, you want to lean on me, boy, you can.

I'll do it on my own.

Wiggle your toes.

Feel a kind of a tingle?

Kind of.

All right... you can stand up

any time you think you're man enough.

I always forget what a little runt you are.

Well, I can put you on your rear right back in that bed

any time I want to, and don't you forget it.

Someday he's gonna tell us

what tribe he learned that medicine from.

Put on your pants; you look awful.

Well, now, you wouldn't trust me with another horse, huh?

You think you can get up on that all right?

I'll make it.

Well, Tate, circuit judge will probably be by

in a couple of days.

I don't know about that, Matt.

Were you stealing that horse?

No, sir.

You sure took him a long way off.

Had a long way to go.

Mind telling me where you were bound?

Yes, sir, I mind.

He's got a right to know, Cale.

No, he's just got a right to know about his horse.

I took him, and I would have brought him back.

But I'll take that blame, and you can have me punished.

But as to where I was going, well, that's my business.

That's my right.

That's kind of interesting, the way he puts it.

I think we'll just forget about any charges, Matt.

All right, if that's what you want to do.

Mr. Gifford, thank you.

Oh, uh, Hank tells me you'd like to buy that horse.

Oh, well, I'd like to, all right,

but I'm just a little short on money right now.

I could use help here.

We could put a price on him, you could work it off.

I'll have to think about that.

We'd have to have an understanding.

Well, what kind of an understanding?

You just lost your boy, isn't that right?

Mm-hmm.

Well, now I work good, Mr. Gifford.

Maybe we'd get along real fine.

But I'd just be working for you.

I wouldn't be making up for your boy.

Well, we could have that understanding.

You think it over.

Yes, sir, I will.

Well, thanks for the help, Tate.

Well... you and Doc and... and him,

I guess maybe I owe you a-a lot.

So long.

Marshal?

Yeah?

You, uh, you remember that Kerry family

broke the axle on their wagon?

Well, the ones who are moving out to Colorado?

Yeah. What about 'em?

Well, Mr. Miller and me, we fixed that axle.

And Mr. Kerry paid me for it.

Only, he paid me too much.

Next thing I knew,

they're on their way to Colorado.

What are you trying to tell me, that you rode out here

just to pay them their money back? Is that it?

Well, moving out there and starting a new home,

they're gonna need their money.

I see.

Seeing as I caused you so much trouble,

I figured you had a right to know.

Yeah, thanks.