Original subtitles

Starring James Arness as Matt Dillon.

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Injuns.

By golly... Injuns!

To get back to Dodge before dark,

we better get started.

Your coffee's good,

but I could use somebody else's cooking.

Well, maybe we'll get a steak when we get back to Delmonico's.

Suits me fine.

Matt.

Do you know 'em?

Nope.

Hello.

Howdy.

You're a lawman.

That's good.

We can use you, both of you.

What's the trouble?

Injuns. The boy here seen them.

He was on his way to get his pappy when he ran into us.

It's got to be Comanches.

They've been raiding up north.

Well, I heard something about that.

Where'd you see them? How many were there?

- Over there. I'll show you. - Let's go, Marshal.

Well, now, wait a minute. Where are you men from?

We're just riding through.

I'm Les Torbert.

That's my brother, Rud.

This here's Joe Riser.

Well, now, let's just take it easy a minute.

You know, we're not going over there

to play some kind of a game.

Killing Injuns is the best kind of game.

They murdered our pa six months back.

Now let's ride!

We'll go with them.

Lead the way, son.

Right down there. See?

And you're sure you saw a squaw working on that buffalo?

A real Injun squaw, sure as anything.

And that's all you saw, one squaw?

Yes, sir.

One's all you need.

Means there's a war party around here somewhere.

Squaws don't go on war parties.

How come you know so much?

'Cause I'm half Comanche.

Half Comanche.

I knowed there was something about him.

What you riding with a breed for, Marshal?

'Cause he's a friend of mine.

I don't like him being here.

He'll warn them others when we get close.

You ride on home,

tell your pa there's nothing to worry about.

"Nothing to worry about."

Go on, you get riding, now.

Yes, sir.

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Well, this is where the tracks led.

Hey, Gib! Gib Dawson!

Well, I'll be doggoned.

Why, Quint Asper!

I see they haven't taken your scalp yet, you young varmint.

Well, they're still trying.

They'll catch up with you.

What are you doing here? Who are your friends?

Well, this is Marshal Dillon.

Matt, this is an old friend of mine, Gib Dawson.

Howdy, Marshal.

How do?

Maybe you can tell me how come

we tracked an Injun squaw into your camp, huh?

Why, sure.

Shona?

You remember Quint Asper.

By golly, it is one.

Would you just listen to all that Indian talk.

You're a breed, all right, ain't you?

Shona, this is Marshal Dillon.

How do you do, Marshal?

Ma'am.

You're a funny kind of marshal...

Riding with half-breeds, friendly with squaws.

She's my wife, mister.

So you're that kind.

All right, we've had enough out of you. We don't want

any more of your talk. Now go on, get out of here.

This just ain't gonna do you no good, Marshal.

And I'll see it don't.

Come on, boys.

The last fella didn't want to leave much, did he?

Never mind him.

Climb down and have some coffee, Marshal.

I'll fix it.

You must be a trapper.

Guessed right, Marshal.

Wagon's full of hides for Dodge.

You headed for Dodge, Gib?

Why not?

The Comanches been raiding up north of here.

I hadn't heard.

People around here are pretty edgy.

They think Shona's gonna scalp somebody, do they?

Well, I'll tell you,

when it comes to Indian raids,

people don't always think too well.

You know, it might not be a bad idea

to move closer to Dodge when you get a chance.

Might just do that, Marshal.

I wouldn't want her to have no trouble.

What happened to Shona's hand?

Cut it skinning a buffalo out there.

Cut it deep, too.

It'll be all right.

Coffee will be ready soon.

Sit down.

Sure you won't change your mind?

I'm sure.

I think I'll just settle for another cup of coffee, Joe.

Yes, Miss Kitty.

You don't know what you're missing, Kitty.

You were telling me about, uh, Gib Dawson.

What does he think of these Comanche raids?

Oh, he's worried about them.

He knows it could mean trouble for him and Shona.

I thought they'd be back in Dodge by this time,

but I guess he decided to stay out there.

Well, I heard there was another raid

up on Snake Creek yesterday.

Well, that's about as close as they'll get, I think.

By the way, uh...

where did Quint know Shona?

Well, she's from his mother's tribe... Comanches.

They knew each other when they were kids.

Mm.

Well, hello, Doc.

- Hi. - Hello, Doc.

Sit down.

Well, I was going to,

but you look kind of like you're finished.

Well, we just about are.

I stopped by your office, but I guess you weren't there.

No, I was over at Ma Smalley's.

One of her boarders has got the pip.

She boarding chickens now?

Young lady, for your information,

"the pip" is a common slang expression for dyspepsia.

And dyspepsia is a common ailment of the human anatomy.

And, for your further enlightenment,

I don't know the first thing about doctoring a chicken.

That's what I get for trying to be smart.

Well, I'll tell you something.

Everybody around here ought to get smart

if that group of idiots don't stop rounding up Indian hunters.

What group's that?

Well, that Torbert and th-those other fellas.

Are those the men you were telling me about?

The ones you met out on the prairie?

Yeah, but I didn't know they would be around Dodge.

Well, they're right down in front

of the Dodge House right now,

trying to get a bunch of fellas to go Indian hunting with them.

I was afraid this would happen.

I'd better get back to the office, Kitty.

Oh, well, wait a minute, I'll go with you.

You don't mind, do you, Doc?

Oh, no, I-I like to eat alone.

Well, it's just that I promised Sam I'd be right back.

Don't... I understand it, perfectly.

Go on.

Don't look like I'm gonna get anything to eat anyway.

Where in thunder'd he go?

I'll walk you back to the Long Branch.

- Oh, thank you. - Well...

if it ain't that Injun-loving marshal.

Have you heard the good news, Marshal?

Good news to you, he means.

Been another Comanche raid up north.

Two white men killed.

Does that please you, Marshal?

'Cause it don't please us.

We're organizing.

We got these men here, and we come

to Dodge for more.

You better let the cavalry handle the Indians.

The cavalry ain't done a thing.

Besides, we like hunting Injuns.

Best hunting there is.

We ain't friendly toward them like some people.

Real troublemakers, aren't they?

Yeah, they're a bunch of lynchers.

You know, that Gib Dawson that you were telling me about...

I guess it is a good thing

he didn't bring his wife into town.

Sure is.

How come you got that arm in a sling?

Hmm? It's nothing.

Better this way, that's all.

Should've stayed in that last camp,

never tried to move like we did.

Let me have a look at you.

I'm busy.

Sit down.

Oh, please, Gib.

You've got a fever.

You're burning up with it.

It'll go away.

I already made some herb broth.

That hand's infected, isn't it?

A little. It's not serious.

Now let me have a look at that.

Can't hide nothing from me, Shona.

You shouldn't never try.

You worry too much.

It'll be all right in a few days.

Why didn't you tell me it was that bad?

Better get you into town to a doctor.

We can't go into town.

We're going into town.

There'll be trouble.

There'll be no trouble with those men.

I'll knock their heads together if I have to.

That's what I mean.

You'll get in a fight.

Shona, you mean more than anything in the world to me,

including myself.

And you know that, don't you?

- Yes, yes. - All right, then.

A little fight now and then, it don't matter at all.

First thing in the morning, we're going into town.

I still wish you'd let me

disguise myself as a white woman.

I'd be a poor man to allow such a thing.

You're a stubborn man, Gib.

I am where you're concerned.

You make me very proud.

There it is. Doc Adams.

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You Doc Adams?

Yeah, come in.

I'm Gib Dawson. This is my wife Shona.

Hurt your hand?

I cut it.

It's infected.

You Comanche?

Yes.

Does that mean you won't treat her?

Who said anything about that?

Here, sit down there.

You should've brought her to me sooner.

Wasn't much I could do about it, Doc.

Well, another day, it might've been a little late.

Now, Shona, I'm gonna have to give this some attention.

I'll dress it for you now,

and twice a day for several days,

till it gets looking a lot better.

That means you're gonna have to stay in town.

Hold on a minute, mister.

These men and me, we come to tell you something.

We're gonna let you get away with it this time,

but don't you never bring that Injun woman

back in this town again, not never!

We're staying here; we're taking a room

- at the Dodge House right now. - No, you ain't.

You get that squaw out of town and you keep her out!

- You're asking for trouble! - And you're gonna get it!

Move them horses around.

Now, you head on out of town, mister!

Head them out of town, men!

Lay off them horses!

Let go!

Hold it!

Put the gun away.

You see what that half-breed done, Marshal?

I said drop the gun.

You sure stand up for the Injuns,

don't you, Marshal?

What's going on here, Gib?

These men want us out of town.

The doc has to dress Shona's hand twice a day.

Well, let him go out in the country and do it

if he's so willing to help Comanches.

Take her up to Dodge House, Gib.

All right, the fun's over.

Go on, get out of here, all of you.

Hyah, hyah!

Stay with Shona, will you, Quint?

Sure.

Hi, sir. What can I do for you?

I'd like a room for my wife and myself.

All right, for how long?

Well, I'm not sure.

Few days maybe.

Well, you'll have to pay me in advance.

That's all right. How much will it be?

Well, I'd say about, uh, three dollars.

That's it. Now if you'll sign the book.

All right, Mr. Dawson, welcome to Dodge.

- I hope you enjoy your stay. - Thank you.

Now, where'd you leave your wife?

She's outside in the wagon.

- I'll go fetch her. - All right.

Mr. Dawson?

Is that your wife in the wagon?

That's right.

Well, I'm-I'm sorry, I can't do it.

Here, you take back your money.

Now, look, don't blame me.

They'd run me out of business.

They could boycott me.

They could maybe even run me out of town.

You don't know how strongly people feel about this thing.

It's not my fault.

You all set?

You know any other place to stay?

I knew it wouldn't work.

Oh, don't worry about it.

I'll take you over to Ma Smalley's.

Come on, I'll show you the way.

Hyah.

Well, hello, Quint.

Ma Smalley, this is a friend of mine, uh, Gib Dawson.

He's looking for a room.

- How do? - For my wife and me.

Well, now, I just happen to have a vacancy.

You're in luck. You fetch her and come on in.

- Ma'am. - Hmm?

That's my wife out there in the wagon.

She's an Indian.

Comanche Indian.

Oh... oh, well, I-I've been hearing

about all the raiding up north and...

Oh, I am sorry, Mr. Dawson, but every roomer I've got

would leave if I let her in here.

You know of any place else?

Oh, not in Dodge, I don't.

Good-bye, ma'am.

Good-bye.

And good luck.

Well?

Oh, the old man's got a shack back there, all right.

Roof's half off; I wouldn't keep hogs in there,

it's so dirty.

You're awfully tired, ain't you?

I'm all right.

Why don't we go to the stable.

I can sleep in the wagon.

You won't sleep in the wagon.

Quint?

Hello, Kitty.

I take it this is Gib Dawson and Shona.

That's right. This is Miss Kitty Russell.

How do you do, ma'am?

How do you do?

Well, I've just been at the marshal's office and, um,

I guess they haven't found a room yet, huh?

Sure haven't.

I don't think they're gonna.

Well, you ain't very encouraging.

Well, I know the people in this town.

Mr. Dawson, I run a saloon, the Long Branch,

and I'd be very happy to have Shona come and stay with me,

if you don't have any objections.

Well, no, ma'am.

That's very kind of you.

Bring them on over, Quint. I'll be waiting.

- Thank you. - Thanks, Kitty.

It's right up there, Shona.

I'll wait here.

All right, Quint.

Well, if that don't beat all.

That Kitty's got to be taught a lesson.

Here we are.

What a beautiful room.

Well, I hope you'll be comfortable.

You better get right straight to bed.

This sure is good of you, Miss Kitty.

Come on, Gib, let's let her get some rest.

I'll be back later, Shona.

You all set?

She's gonna be fine.

Miss Kitty.

Yes?

Me and the men here, we got a question to ask to you.

- You do? - Mm-hmm.

We'd like to know if you aim to keep that Injun upstairs.

What business is it of yours?

We're making it our business.

Don't you have anything better to do

than hound a poor, sick Indian girl?

You're gonna keep her upstairs, ain't you?

Yes, I am.

Thought so.

All right, men, it's true.

She's gonna keep that Injun here.

All right, let's go.

What are they doing?

They're gonna put a boycott on me.

I can't let that happen.

I'll keep looking, I'll find a place.

Now, wait a minute, Gib.

Shona's here and she's gonna stay here.

I'm not gonna let that bunch of filthy scum

force me into anything... Not on your life.

She's got a point there, Gib.

I guess she has, but I'm sorry it had to happen.

What's going on? You gonna close up?

I have Shona upstairs.

They're boycotting her place, Marshal.

It's nothing to worry about.

Besides, I can use the time off.

You want to take me fishing tomorrow?

Yeah, I wish I could, Kitty.

Got to go up to Fort Larned for a couple of days,

but, uh, we'll go fishing when I come back.

I'll be waiting.

And, Gib, you can sleep over at my office if you want to.

That'd be fine, thanks.

How about Delmonico's for dinner tonight?

I'd like that.

Want to come along?

- Sure. - Fine.

Good, I'll be by to pick you up.

- Want a drink? - No, thanks.

How about you?

Beer.

Freddy, let's have some beers here.

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Hey, Moss.

Uh, hi, Quint.

I got to get to the post office.

Well, wait a minute, Moss.

I, uh, just remembered

about those three horses you wanted shod.

I can do it today.

As a matter of fact, I could've done it yesterday.

I haven't had much business lately.

- That so? - Yeah.

Well, um, tell you the truth,

they really don't need shoeing now.

Well, you were in a big hurry the other day.

Yeah, I know, but, uh...

Well, you see, I'm not using them now,

and, uh, it'd just be a waste.

Uh, but I'll, uh,

I'll bring them in when the time comes.

Well, uh, I got to go now.

Looks like you might as well close up shop.

There ain't nobody in this town that'd dare give you any work.

You see, they all been spoke to.

I thought you and your friends were drifters.

What are you hanging around town causing trouble for?

The redskins who are causing the trouble, not us.

There hasn't been an Indian raid within 300 miles of Dodge.

What difference does that make?

You know what you are, mister?

You're scum.

It's a good thing you're not wearing a gun.

Well, I can get one.

No.

It's gonna be more fun watching you starve to death.

And anybody else who sides with that Injun woman

is gonna get shut out, too.

Get out of here.

Yeah.

Hello, Miss Kitty.

Hello, Gib. Come on in.

Doc's just finishing with her.

Hello, Shona.

Gib.

How's she doing, Doc?

Ah, she's doing just fine.

Fever broken.

How come she ain't in bed?

Doc said I could sit up.

That's right. She can sit up,

but she can't go running around any.

That hand is not completely cured yet.

I want you to do just as I said.

I'll be good, Doc.

All right, I'll see you tomorrow.

Kitty, by golly, I'll have that beer.

All right.

Gib.

Are things all right today, Gib?

Why sure. Why shouldn't they be?

I mean, there's no more trouble, is there?

Course not.

Now, don't you worry about a thing.

The town's peaceful, and it's gonna stay that way.

I guess everybody's here that's coming.

We got plenty. What are we waiting for?

Yeah, let's get started.

All right, quiet. Men!

All right, men, let's gather around here!

Mr. Torbert's got something to say!

Hey, you two guys over there! Come on!

All right, quiet over there!

I take it you all know what we're doing here.

Now listen to me.

I guess you all heard there's another Comanche raid up north.

Them Injuns have been riding around burning, thieving,

murdering white men, running off with white women,

- and who knows what all! - Yeah!

When right here in Dodge, we're feeding and sheltering

one of their very own squaws!

I tell you, it's a disgrace to every white man in Kansas!

But we're gonna do something about it!

That's what we're here for!

- -Yeah! - Let's hang her! -Come on!

Now, listen.

That dirty Comanche woman is being took care of

right now over at the Long Branch.

It's plumb sickening! That's what it is!

But we're gonna learn her a lesson.

A hard lesson!

Well, let's string her up!

No, no, no, boys.

No, you can't get by with that.

No, here's what you do.

All we got to do is just rough her up some.

We take her out on the prairie 20 miles or so,

and we leave her there on foot.

You didn't tell me nothing about this.

You was off mooning somewhere.

Injun women is tough, huh?

She'll stay alive somehow.

What makes you think it's gonna be easy?

Well, if you had half a brain, you'd know

the marshal's gonna stay out of town for a couple of days.

Yeah. What about her husband and Quint Asper?

If you was half a man, you wouldn't worry about them.

All right, now listen.

Quiet now.

We're gonna keep watch.

When there's nobody over there but that squaw,

we're gonna go in and grab her.

Uh, who's gonna do it?

Two men in this room.

We're gonna cut cards for it.

Frankie, deck of cards.

How long we got to stand here?

Till them two men come out of there.

By that time, the woman will come back.

Look, you didn't have to cut cards for this job.

I'm beginning to wish I hadn't.

What you standing around here for?

- What do you mean? - Go get that squaw.

We're waiting for Quint and her husband to come out of there.

Are you crazy? I just seen them at the restaurant.

Now go over and get that woman out of there.

Come on.

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What are you men doing here?

Where's the barkeep?

He went out back.

We was just looking for a drink.

Or looking to steal one.

Come on, Laren.

Why don't you go on up and see Shona, Gib.

How about a beer, Quint?

Right.

You know, Kitty, I don't like those men being here.

Maybe you ought to lock this place up for a while.

This place was made to stay open 24 hours,

as long as there's at least one customer.

Well, at least they didn't walk out of here

with any bottles on them.

Why is it it seems like there's more crooks in town than usual?

I don't think there's any more crooks in town than usual.

Quint! Miss Kitty!

She ain't here! She's gone!

Come on, Gib, we'll check the back way.

Hey, did you get her?

What are you doing back so soon?

- She wasn't there. - What?

She was gone. The room was empty.

Had they moved her out?

No. Her husband and this Quint Asper and Miss Kitty come back

while we was there.

They suspect anything?

No, they thought we was just getting a drink.

Huh.

They've moved her.

They're playing it smart.

They've hid her out somewhere.

I was thinking the same thing.

But how do we find her?

We're gonna search every house and room in this town.

We'll start with the Long Branch.

There's other rooms over there.

Okay, let's go, men! Let's go!

Everybody!

Any luck?

There's a lot of tracks out there, but no woman's prints.

Whoever took her must've carried her.

- Where's Gib? - He went over to the stables,

see if anybody rented a horse.

I'll check the stage and the train depot.

- It's a start. - I'll see you later.

All right.

Get over there by that bar.

We're through fooling around.

Riser, take a couple of men, get upstairs.

You two, come on.

Get out of here, all of you.

Now calm down, missy. I'm running this.

Just what are you running?

You know all about it.

I know one thing. You come busting in here again,

I'm gonna be waiting for you with a shotgun.

All right, where's that other fella, the squaw's husband?

What do you want with him?

Never mind what I want with him. Where is he?

Took the day off.

He went fishing.

Oh, don't you get sassy with me, you rotten breed.

That gun gives you a lot of mouth.

Oh, if I only knew which half of you is Injun,

I'd put three bullets in it right now.

Nobody up there. We looked everywhere.

Where is she?

You tell me if you want to live.

Only thing I'll ever tell you is good-bye.

What are you gonna do,

shoot an unarmed man in front of all these witnesses?

Come on. We're wasting time here.

Yeah.

I'll settle with you later.

Come on!

I wish Matt were here.

When's he coming back?

Tonight, maybe.

What are you thinking?

Riser and that cowboy we found him with,

they were after Shona, Kitty.

That makes sense.

She was missing, so they went after Torbert.

Somebody beat them to her.

- Who? - I don't know.

But I'll follow the crowd and find out.

You better get yourself a gun.

I can manage.

Tell Gib when he comes, huh?

You bet.

Good luck, Quint.

- Did you find anything? - No.

This mob was bound to find something.

I'll kill the one that's taken her.

You better get yourself a gun.

I'll get one when the time comes.

Come on.

Nothing in there.

Over here.

Over here! Come on!

We got her!

Men, we got her!

No, that ain't her.

That ain't her!

No, let her go. That ain't her.

All right, come on down here!

I'll have that Torbert's head in a sack

- before this thing's over. - Take it easy, Gib.

You don't want to do anything you can hang for.

I'm holding my temper pretty well now, ain't I?

Yeah, you're doing fine.

Come on, open up!

Come on!

She in there?

Come on, keep looking, men.

- Keep looking. - Come on.

There's nobody in there. I looked everywhere.

What are you doing,

trying to make it a one-man show?

I just went ahead of you a little, that's all.

Don't go ahead no more.

Come on!

Don't they know nobody lives there?

It's a wonder some house owner don't shoot them off the porch.

I know I would.

We better split up, Gib.

You, uh, you see if you can get around in front of them.

I'll double back.

All right, let's try over there.

No, I got rid of them.

You just hold on for a while now.

Won't be very long anymore.

You comfortable there in that chair?

Don't look at me like that.

Come on.

Put a smile in your eyes.

That a girl.

You're gonna be all right.

You're gonna be safe.

I'm gonna take this off; promise you won't holler now.

They're gone. They wouldn't hear you anyhow.

So you fooled them?

I showed them who has half a mind.

Maybe now you'll tell me what you're doing.

I got a buggy waiting.

We're gonna slip out of Dodge and head west.

What for?

You and me going to Pueblo and start a new life out there.

Don't you know I'm married?

That don't matter.

First time I seen you, I fell in love with you.

You... fell in love with a Comanche squaw?

Now, don't talk like that.

What do you think I am?

Well, you're gonna be my woman from now on.

Now, you keep quiet.

I'm gonna have a look at the street.

Wait a minute.

You say you're in love with me?

I'll prove it, too.

Don't you know why I'm in Dodge?

Sure, account of your hand.

It's badly infected.

Doctor has to treat it every day.

Well, we'll find a doc over in Pueblo.

I may not live to get there.

Oh, you'll make it; you're strong.

What about my husband?

Well, he ain't gonna know where we are.

He'll find you.

He better not.

You're a fool.

Now, you ain't gonna talk to me like that.

You're a squaw, and I'm your man.

Now, I'm gonna go get that buggy.

He'll find you.

Somehow.

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Quint, are you all right?

- Yeah. - You've been hurt.

It's all right.

- Can you walk? - Of course.

Listen, that mob out there,

they must have heard the shooting.

I got to get you out of here before they come back.

- Did you kill him? - No.

Let me help you up.

It's those men.

You stay here.

I'll be back.

What's going on here?

Who you been shooting at?

Ain't been shooting at anybody.

Who's in there?

Let's find out.

It's me he was after.

Rud, what are you doing back here?

I come back here on a hunch.

Found him and that Injun woman sneaking in.

He was gonna hide her here.

You come back here!

He'll run off with her!

Calm down.

He ain't going nowhere.

Came back here on a hunch, huh, Rud?

That's right.

Something mighty funny about this.

There sure is.

What are we standing around for?

We got the squaw; let's do what we started out to do.

Let's hold it!

Shut up, everybody.

There's two questions I want answered,

and I want the truth.

Was this breed sneaking you

into the shed when my brother caught you?

No.

She's lying.

How'd you get in the shed?

He brought me.

I'll kill you!

What's the matter with you?

You take the word of a squaw over mine?

I told you to shut up!

I got one more question.

What did he bring you here for?

He was going to run off with me.

He was going to take me to Colorado.

My own brother.

Running off with an Injun squaw.

It ain't true.

I was just holding her for you, till we could take her

out in the prairie like you talked about.

You ain't even man enough to admit it.

You ain't even half a man!

Hold it!

I had to do it, Marshal.

It's my own brother, but he disgraced me.

I had to...

Put the gun down.

I can't do that, Marshal.

Any two of you men I see together in this town

from now on, I'm gonna take it as a personal offense.

Now, you get your friends and get out of here.

You knew she was in there.

He wasn't worth hanging for, Gib.

Thanks.

Better get her over to Doc's now, Gib.

He'll take care of that hand for you, Shona.

You won't be bothered anymore.

Thank you.

Both of you.

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