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Starring James Arness as Matt Dillon.

Three queens.

You don't miss, do you?

Never learned how.

You buy a poor man a drink?

Sure.

Buy all you poor men a drink.

Oh, here, you might need these cards again sometime.

Well, you, uh, sure are some poker player, Jud.

Yeah.

Where'd you say you was from?

Well, up till last night,

I was a drover on the Chisholm.

But this morning,

trail boss had me figured to ride drag.

We just didn't see eye to eye on that,

so I had to fight him.

And I lost.

Well, it's nice to know he loses at something.

Oh, yeah.

I've been riding drag all up through the Nations.

I had all the red dust I want to eat.

Well, maybe you'll stay in Caldwell a while yet, hmm?

No, no.

I... I got me a job lined up near Dodge.

Big spread.

Think I'll mosey on over there.

Whoa.

Maybe I've had enough of that.

I got me a snoot full.

I got a bellyful myself.

Well, I'm gonna... I'm gonna take my snoot and put it to bed,

so you do what you want with your belly.

Holt and Keogh and me...

We don't like being cheated out of our money.

Now, we played your game with your cards.

I just played better than you, that's all.

Don't do that.

Ain't nobody leaving yet.

He do all your talking for you?

If Docker says you cheat, you cheat, that's all.

I can arrange to stay out of this town.

He wasn't cheating, was he, Docker?

Nah.

Hey!

Well, what do you...? What's the idea?

You come sit down here.

Come over here, sit down.

What do you do, file your teeth, hmm?

Wundah!

This what you come stealing?

Well, that's all the Pawnee I know.

Guess you ain't a Pawnee.

Wundah! Wundah!

Yeah, well... well, not with my knife, you don't.

Now, you want to... you want to pack out of here,

why, uh, it's fine with me.

Go on.

Ate most everything I got anyhow.

Wundah!

Now, why don't you go and get yourself another word, hmm?

'Cause we're not getting anywhere with that one.

Now, go home. Go home.

Leave me alone.

Come over here. Come on.

Come on. Come on.

Wundah?

Yeah. Yeah.

Now... now, you... you show me,

uh... home, your home.

Point-point me where-where your people are.

Your people.

Now, look, look.

Figure-figure this... this your teepee.

Teepee.

You... you.

And your ma.

And-and your pa.

Uh, other teepees, see?

Other teepees.

Now, look.

You point, point.

Point me.

Is it over there, over there,

or is it way over there?

You.

Your-your teepee.

Teepee. Point.

Wundah! Wundah!

Over there?

Well, I sure hope you're right.

♪♪

I'd have run, too, boy.

Come on, get down.

Yeah.

Few of these would do the job.

That was your teepee, was it?

Hmm.

Lot of it's still standing.

Your pa must have built it pretty good.

Uh, nothing for you to see, boy.

Wundah.

I told you, you're gonna have to get another word.

Wundah. Wundah.

Teepee?

Mine?

Oh. You mean, my teepee?

I got no home, boy.

Got my horse, blanket.

Don't seem how you'd be the only one left.

But you are, ain't you?

Ah, I don't know what to do.

But I can't rightly take you, boy.

Wundah?

Guess you're stuck with that, ain't you?

I guess I am, too.

All right, Wonder.

Come on. Come on.

You come on up here, now.

♪♪

You know anything about these papers, Chester?

Well, they come from the land office.

Mr. Dillon just asked me to bring them out to you

since I was coming this way.

Well, I don't know.

Used to be, a man'd find a piece of land that suited him,

he'd settle it, work it.

Now it all has to be put down in words.

You can't put land into words, Chester.

Well, is there anything wrong there, Enoch?

No, no, just a lot of devilin' details

take up a man's time.

Uh, some more coffee, huh?

No, no, I got to save some room for pie.

How's that?

Well, I make it my business every Friday

to go by the Widow Feemster's.

She... she makes a real nice pie.

You ride ten miles out of Dodge every Friday for a piece of pie?

I'll tell you, Enoch, her crusts is just as light and flaky

as they can be.

Not a crust in the world worth all that riding.

Oh, I don't mind that at all.

Gives me a chance to get out of Dodge.

That town is getting so big and overcrowded.

You feel it's kind of closing in on you, Chester.

Maybe you ought to take a job out here with me.

Well, no.

I just don't know what Mr. Dillon would do without me.

Well, every man for his own work, Chester.

Th-There's one thing you could do to help, though.

What's that?

You go back to Dodge.

Anybody looking for work, you can tell them about me.

Well, I'll sure be glad to do that, Enoch.

And much obliged for the papers.

Well, thanks a lot for the coffee.

All right.

♪♪

- Howdy. - Howdy.

I-I'm looking for Mr. Enoch Miller.

I'm Enoch Miller.

Well-well, I-I'm Jud Sorrel.

I hear you're hiring, Mr. Miller.

Who told you that?

Oh, a friend of mine named Ed Huxtable.

Where did you know Ed Huxtable?

On the Chisholm... we was on a trail drive together

up out of San Antone.

Mr. Miller, I sure could use a job.

Who is that?

Well, I... call him Wonder.

I found him yonder out of Caldwell.

Well, I need a hand right enough, but...

I don't need an Indian kid.

Well, I guess nobody does, except maybe a squaw.

So there's no job for you here, as long as you got him.

Oh, I plan to find a place for him, Mr. Miller.

His village was burned out.

He's the only one left.

I'd get rid of him if I were you.

Oh, yes, sir, I plan to.

You do that, and then come back about that job.

Well, just as soon as I can, yes, sir.

So long, Mr. Miller.

♪♪

Hey, hey, hey.

Quit beating on me, will you?

Oh, you got a bellyache?

Oh, you mean your belly's empty.

Well, so is mine.

We're gonna get some food.

Just don't go hammering on my back.

♪♪

Easy, now.

Nothing to get scared of.

We can get some eats in there.

We can fill up in there.

Mmm.

Sit down, Wonder.

Come on, sit down.

Howdy.

We want all the food...

that this much money will buy.

It won't buy any here.

I ain't et nothing in two days.

You better take him and leave, mister.

Well, I told you, we're hungry.

You ought to know better than to bring an Injun kid in here.

He don't know better than to be hungry.

It ain't me. I don't care he's Injun.

But these are all regular paying customers.

We're paying customers.

Look, I'll tell you, you go on outside, easy-like,

and then come on around to the back, and we'll feed you there.

It's the only way I can do it, mister.

Now, it ain't worth making trouble.

Yeah.

I tell you, I've never seen the like of her gooseberries.

They're just as big as the end of my thumb,

and she grows them herself.

She showed me her bushes.

But it wasn't gooseberry last time, huh?

No, it was logan, remember?

A new kind of pie every week.

Listen, Chester, with you going over there every Friday,

the Widow Feemster's liable to get the idea

that you're courting her, you know.

- Oh, no, no. - Well, you've been going over there

pretty steady for the last couple of months.

Well, but courting, Mr. Dillon...

Well, women get that idea awful easy, you know.

Well, Mr. Dillon, I ain't never been over there

except in the daytime, and then I never told her

that she was pretty or nothing like that.

I just told her that her crust was flaky and nice and light,

and that her fillings is...

well, you know, I told you about the gooseberry pie.

I'm gonna get something to eat.

Well, you got to help me figure this thing out. I mean...

Yeah, but, Chester, look, I'm hungry;

I haven't been eating all those pies, you know.

Well...

Uh-uh. Let's see your money.

That's what you're used to, ain't it?

Take it easy, now. Easy.

Why don't you get him on up to Doc's.

If you'd just gone on like I told you.

- What's your name? - Jud Sorrel.

Were you out to kill him or something?

No, I just came here to get a meal.

Uh, didn't work out that way.

This boy with you?

Yeah.

All right, Sorrel, looks like I'm gonna have to run you in.

Well, you'll have to take us both, then.

Well, Mr. Dillon, you can't take the boy in, can you?

It looks like I'll have to.

Uh, it'd be a lot safer if... if he went with me, Marshal.

What is he, pretty rough customer?

Well, forevermore!

Yeah, he's... pretty rough, all right.

Uh, it wouldn't be amiss if you'd wash that good, Marshal.

He's a kind of a wild Indian.

All right, let's get started.

Go on.

♪♪

He sure ain't got nothing against food, has he?

Well, he's got a belly just like everyone else.

Well, heavens, I know that.

He ain't the first Indian boy that I've ever seen, you know.

Mm. Mm-hmm.

No!

Gonna eat this one all by myself.

Don't he talk?

Well, he's got a word.

Sounds like "wonder."

That's what I call him.

Wundah.

Yeah, "Wundah."

Well, that's a nice name.

Hello there, Wonder.

How do you make up to him?

I don't know.

I didn't have to.

He did all the making up.

Feel kind of sorry for him.

Oh, do you want him?

No. For heaven's sakes.

I was just being friendly-like.

What in the world would I do with an Indian boy?

I don't know. When you find out, let me know, will you?

You don't want him, neither?

Look, I got enough troubles of my own.

Sure don't need me a small Indian.

How is he, Doc?

Oh, he's gonna be all right.

He's just kind of bruised.

What happened to you?

Oh, nothing. Why?

Well, somebody bit you.

Now, what makes you think that?

Well, I'm just guessing because I can see

some teeth marks there.

Here, let me swab that off for you.

Suppose you need the practice, huh?

Thunder, you're so stubborn about it. Who bit you?

Well, it was a little Indian kid,

if it's any business of yours.

A little kid?

Yeah, a little Indian kid.

This fellow Sorrel was beating up on this cook over there

in Delmonico's, and he had this little Indian boy with him,

so when I went to arrest Sorrel, well...

Little kid bit you.

Yeah, that's about it.

And, of course, uh...

you managed to... overpower the little boy, huh?

Sure glad of that.

What in thunder was the fight about in the first place?

Well, they wouldn't let the little kid eat at Delmonico's

or something like that.

Hmm.

Well, uh... oh, I see, you're gonna have to hold

this Jud Sorrel in till you find out

if the cook's gonna press charges, huh?

Yeah.

Well, where's the little boy?

Well, I got him over in the office.

In jail?

Well, what else can I do?

I couldn't even get him separated

from this fella Sorrel.

Well, you can't keep a little boy in jail!

I know that, yeah.

Well, what are you gonna do?

I'm gonna think about it awhile.

Don't you have something to think about?

Am I, uh, gonna hang, Marshal?

Well, not so far, but you're sure gonna

have to cool your heels for a while.

Oh.

Well, I-I cooled them before.

How about him? Uh, how long have you had him?

Well, now, let's start this right, Marshal.

I don't have him so much as he's got me.

He found me a couple-three mornings back,

and he ain't let me go since.

Where was this?

At a camp out of Caldwell.

He'd come stealing food.

I figured maybe I'd take him back to his people.

When we got to the village, why, it had been fired.

I couldn't leave him.

It's been that way ever since.

You're trying to get rid of him then, huh?

Marshal...

I got a fine job waiting for me when I do.

Uh-huh.

Well, I've got to find some place for him.

I can't very well keep him in jail.

Got to be somebody around town that'd be willing

to take a boy for a few days, but...

I don't know, his being an Indian and all...

Yeah.

Well, they won't give him food, they sure won't give him a bed.

What tribe's he from?

Well, my Pawnee dialect didn't work on him.

That's all I know.

Huh.

Well, maybe you ought to check out Fort Dodge.

There's a few Indian scouts out there.

Would you like to wake him and tell him?

Oh, no, no. He can sleep here tonight.

I'll do it tomorrow... might give my hand a chance to heal up.

♪ My daddy come west to Kansas ♪

♪ To make his home in Kansas... ♪

- Good morning. - Oh.

Yeah, well, I-I reckon it is, Miss Kitty, yeah.

Something wrong?

No, no.

Well, just kind of makes me sad to think about it.

I'd rather not talk about it, if you don't mind.

All right.

I, um, see you brought Matt's horse around.

Where's he off to?

Well, there you go again.

I just asked you not to talk about it,

and you just keep bringing the subject up.

You're sad about Matt's horse?

Well, kind of, yeah.

You see, he's gonna carry him off on it,

and... well, I just don't know what's gonna happen to him.

Miss Kitty, you wouldn't like a nice little Indian boy,

would you?

Well, not too much, thanks.

Yeah. Well, that's what everybody says.

Nobody seems to feed him decent.

He's just a little orphan.

Nobody wants to give him a home.

Nobody seems to want him at all.

Wundah!

Wundah! Wundah!

Hey, now, cut that out, you little Comanche.

Mr. Dillon, how'd you find out he was Comanche?

I didn't; he just fights like one.

I never realized how dangerous your job is.

Listen, if he was 26 years old,

I probably couldn't handle him at all.

You ought to get Quint to help you out.

Well, he's out hunting somewhere.

I'm gonna take this boy out to Fort Dodge,

see if some of the old scouts out there can handle him.

Well, good luck to you, Wonder-boy.

I hope you find some folks

who'll take real good care of you.

Now, cut that out.

That was kind of a mean trick to do.

Well, at least you're not sad anymore.

Well, he just ain't gonna make no friends that way at all.

Arapaho boy.

People all gone.

Yes, we know about his people.

Not many Arapaho pass this way.

Tribe make camp.

Move up from Nations.

Go up Wyoming.

Old home.

You know of any Arapaho encampments, Charlie?

Up Solomon River.

Many times Arapaho.

He'd be a lot better off with his own people, Colonel.

We're gonna send a scouting party up there before long.

Will you take care of him until then, Charlie?

He want to stay with friend.

Well, you see, he can't do that.

His friend's in jail, and there's just no place

for him to stay now.

The boy's young, Charlie. He'll forget.

Well, much obliged for your help, Colonel.

Glad we could be of service, Matt.

Hey, Charlie, tell me something.

What does that mean, that he keeps saying, that "wonder"?

What does that mean in Arapaho?

- "Wonder"? - Wundah!

Wundah! Wundah!

Oh.

Means "help, help."

Chester says I'm a free man, Marshal.

Yeah, you're lucky.

Cook's so glad to be alive,

he's not even gonna prefer charges.

Well, I spent near a week here.

That's the longest I ever spent in one spot.

Yeah, now just do me a favor, will you?

Do your eating somewhere besides Delmonico's.

- Yeah. - I mean it now.

I don't want you in any more trouble around here.

I know how you feel, Marshal.

Enoch Miller's still looking for a hand.

I was by there yesterday.

Yesterday was, uh, cherry pie day

at the Widow Feemster's, Marshal.

Well, good luck.

Well, thanks. I'll take that.

Stop by and see me of a Friday, Chester.

I might just do that.

Oh, no.

This can't be.

Well, how in the world did he get here?

Hey, now, breaking out of Fort Dodge, that's not easy.

There ain't nothing about this boy that's easy, Marshal.

Well, now what are we gonna do?

What do you mean "we"?

I've thought of everything I can.

Uh, that widow of yours need an Indian boy?

Well, that's a fool way for you to be talking.

I stand to say a lot of fool things.

Where'd you stable my horse, Marshal?

Right down at the end of the street, Moss Grimmick's.

♪♪

My throat's dry. How about a drink?

Yeah, sure.

Well, now, look at that.

Now, ain't that a sight?

Why, that's old Jud.

He's tagging an Injun.

He never let on he was a squaw man.

Hey, Jud!

Well, this is my day for luck.

Kansas ain't near as big as it seems, is it, Jud?

Well, right now, it seems kind of confining.

That your boy, Jud?

Could be.

Why, you never told us you was a daddy, Jud.

It looks like he takes after his ma's side of the family.

Oh, you can see that, can you?

Oh, yeah.

Now, then, might not be that way at all.

Might be Jud just won him in a poker game.

No, I gave up poker.

You just ain't had the right men for a game.

I kind of got queered on poker.

But us being here, that changes all that, don't it, Jud?

Somehow, it don't.

Oh, now, come on, Jud.

What about a friendly game?

I, uh...

I ain't got over the last one yet.

Let's get a drink.

Howdy.

Oh, hello.

Uh, Marshal said my horse would be here.

I don't remember you bringing a horse here.

Oh, well, like as not, Chester brought it.

I-I been, uh, staying with the marshal in his fine jail

for a week now.

Oh, that one.

Oh, yes.

Stable and feed, uh, $5.50.

Whew.

He's been eating better than me.

He's been eating good, all right.

Well, the truth is I didn't make no money sitting in that jail.

Sorry, can't let him go till he's paid for.

I bet you could use a nice pocket watch.

I bet I couldn't.

Sure hate to part with it.

Well, I'm sorry, but you don't have to.

Just pay me the $5.50 and take your horse.

W-Well, would-would you keep him for me?

What do you mean, "keep him"?

Well, I mean, till I get the money.

Must be somebody in Dodge needs a nice watch.

Will he behave himself?

Oh, you got a bale of hay inside and a... and a blanket,

you won't even know he's here.

Well, all right.

Guess there's nothing else I can to do about it.

Bring him on in.

Come on. Come on.

Come on, Wonder.

Sure hate to part with it.

Was my granddaddy's.

I never saw a gold watch that wasn't.

You know, some ladies just don't feel dressed

if they don't have a pocket watch, Miss Kitty.

Some ladies don't even know the time of day.

Wonder and me sure could use a stake.

Matt said he showed up again.

Just what you needed.

Well, I figure, when I get old,

I'll melt them all down, fill my teeth.

You won't ever get old, Miss Kitty.

Still want to play that game?

My cards?

Your cards, your friends, your game.

I still play it better than you do, Docker.

Jacks and aces.

Someday, I'm gonna build me an outdoor poker palace,

and I'm gonna be the richest man in all the world.

Well, you're not laughing, Docker.

You are a tiresome man, Jud.

I sure hope you don't have any more money,

'cause I can't stand being indoors this long.

Leave anytime you want.

Can't he, Docker?

Uh, can I buy all you poor men a drink?

Go on, get out of here.

Uh, I'd like my granddaddy, Miss Kitty.

Yeah.

Freddy, can I have the cash box?

Ah.

I didn't get to know him very well.

Oh, he'd have broke your heart.

Miss Kitty, uh, you are now looking

at one of the greatest poker players in the world.

And one of the drunkest.

Yeah. Good night, Miss Kitty.

Good night, Jud.

Oh, now.

Hey.

Hey!

You're just bound to be around, ain't you?

And we're going over to the stables,

get some sleep with them horses till morning.

Come on.

Come on.

Let's find out where they go.

What for, Docker?

Marshal's got to sleep, like anyone else.

Best time to steal an Injun's at night.

What are you gonna do with him?

I figure Jud's got to pay, one way or another.

I got to win something from him.

♪♪

♪♪

You leave the boy alone!

You just plain got to lose sometime, Jud.

Look, you want me, not him.

Here. Here, take the money.

Injun boy mean all that to you, Jud?

Don't you hurt him!

Don't mean to hurt him none.

Just take him out on the prairie and dump him.

Might get a little footsore, that's all.

Holt's dead, Docker. He's dead.

No!

Holt's dead. He's gonna die.

Not yet.

It's too easy.

Help me string him up by his heels.

♪♪

You awake, Jud?

I want you to be awake.

I want you to hear everything I say.

You killed Holt, and now you're gonna pay for it.

You're gonna die, Jud, real slow.

Take him up higher.

All right, hold it.

Now, get him down out of there fast.

You two want to get strung up like that,

I can fix it up real easy.

He shot Holt, Marshal.

Yeah, the three of you

against him and a little boy, is that it?

You all right now, Jud?

Ooh.

I'm gonna give up whiskey, Chester.

Whiskey and poker.

Ooh.

They can kill a man.

You-you better look to the old man in the room yonder.

I ain't heard a peep out of him.

I didn't hurt him, I just tied him up.

Honest, Marshal.

All right, you two, let's go.

Well, you're not even sure where you're headed, huh?

Oh, it don't matter much.

Ain't nobody gonna be glad to see us.

Well, you'll have your problems, all right.

Yeah.

But he saved my life, Marshal.

I know he did.

Yeah.

Now, look, don't forget.

There are some Arapaho camps up on the Solomon.

There are some mission schools out west of here.

Yeah.

But the way I figure, Marshal,

well, Wonder here's gonna grow up

to be a man one of these days.

I think maybe I'll keep an eye on him,

just to make sure he stays on our side.

Well, good luck to you.

So long, Wonder.

Hey, you know, I found out what "wundah" means

the other day out at Fort Dodge.

Oh? What's that?

Means "help."