Original subtitles

Starring James Arness as Matt Dillon.

♪♪

Oh... Chester!

- Oh, Mr. Dillon, I'm sorry. - Cut that out, will you?

Why don't you put that thing away and do something else.

Well, I was just trying to make the place livable. I...

By the time you make it livable,

there won't be anybody left to enjoy it.

Well, I’LL just... let the stove fill up

and spill out all over the floor,

if that would be any better for you.

It'd be better than what you're doing now.

Well...

Chester.

Marshal.

Yeah, hello, Major. What can I do for you?

Well, it's the same old business about those 500 acres

south of my line, Marshal.

You know Judge Brooking's decision.

Well, I thought he said your claim was valid.

Three months ago.

That fellow at the land office still won't issue my deed.

Why not?

Maybe you can find out.

And maybe you can keep me from breaking his neck

at the same time.

All right, I’LL go along with you.

It's time this thing was settled.

Coming, son?

No, I’LL meet you at the horses in about an hour.

All right.

You have a real big interest in your father's business,

I can see that.

Oh, well, he can handle it.

Besides, I'm tired.

I always did hear that you was a real hard worker.

I don't care what people say about me,

or what they think, either.

Well, maybe that there's your problem.

Maybe you ought to mind your own business, huh, Chester?

Well, I'd be only too happy to where you're concerned, Dal.

Think I’LL go get myself some relaxation.

♪♪

- Hey, Kelly. - Pat, how's it going?

Oh, great, if you don't mind eating dust all day.

You're lucky the major sent you out onto the prairie.

Well, he knows how delicate I am.

Here comes our hero.

Only a coyote would call that man a hero.

Well, the major sure admires him.

Yeah. He spawned him; he's stuck.

You men sure ain't working very hard.

Well, now, your pa told me to ride up to the north spring

this morning, and I just got back.

If you have any complaints, you take it up with him, huh?

Don't mouth off to me, Kelly.

Unsaddle him and turn him out.

Well?

I'm sorry, I don't unsaddle for any man.

I ain't just any man.

I'm Dal Creed.

Yeah, I know.

As long as you're getting paid, you'll do what you're told.

How would you like a bullet through the leg, huh?

Try it.

Go on, try it!

You coward.

Why should I draw against every hotheaded cowboy

that comes along and wants to gun me down

for no reason at all?

That's enough of that.

What's going on here?

Nothing, Pa.

You know I don't allow fighting on this ranch.

- So do you, Dal. - Well, he called me a coward.

He what?

I couldn't let him get away with that, could I?

All right, you're through.

Come to the house with me and draw your pay.

♪♪

Wh-What do you want?

If you want to water your horse, it-it's over there.

He don't need water.

I sure could use a little, though.

You'll find it there.

Tell you the truth, ma'am,

I sort of had in mind a cup of coffee.

We don't feed strangers here.

My name is Vern Kelly,

and I ain't a stranger no more, hmm?

I think you better keep riding, Mr. Kelly.

Oh, I will.

After you and me get a little bit better acquainted.

All right, mister, on your horse.

Can't a man ask for a drink of water around here

without being treated like a horse thief?

Drifters ain't welcome here. Now, get moving.

Well, I ain't no drifter.

I ride for the Creed Ranch.

You heard of Major Creed, haven't you?

I've heard of him.

But you're riding out of here all the same.

Major Creed might not like it,

one of his men can't even get a drink of water.

Major Creed's a big man, but he don't own me or mine.

I don't want to see you around here again,

you understand?

So long.

Lottie, if I'm ever away from home

and that man comes back... you lock yourself in the house.

Yes, Pa.

- Hello, Matt. - Hello, Quint.

I been looking for you.

Chester said you'd gone to breakfast.

Well, I ate early today.

Well, that's what I wanted to talk to you about.

Huh?

I kind of got the urge for some antelope steak.

You wouldn't have the urge to get out of town

- for a few days, too, would you? - Well, something like that.

Well, I wish I could join you,

but I don't see how I can get away right now.

Not even for a couple of days?

No, I'm afraid not, Quint.

You know, you're getting kind of pokey.

Now, look, that wouldn't stop me

from helping you eat whatever you bring in, you know.

I'm not gonna do all the work.

If I bring it in, you got to do the cooking.

All right, that's a deal. Good luck.

I got a feeling you're gonna be sorry.

Well, I'm sorry already.

What are you doing back here?

Well, I just rode by to say hello.

I believe in being a good neighbor.

Are you forgetting what my pa told you?

I just seen your pa, and he's riding north.

He didn't see me.

You get on your horse

and you ride out of here, mister.

Now, I declare, you're about the hardest gal

I ever did see to get to know.

You do like I say.

I just want to be friends.

You and me can have a lot of fun if we're friends.

All right. You sure are persistent.

Uh, I-I’LL just take these eggs up to the house, and, uh,

I’LL come back, and then we can talk things over, okay?

Forget them eggs.

We'll talk things over right now.

Lottie!

Lottie, are you in there?

Pa, look out!

Oh, Pa...

Stop that crying.

You murderer!

You...

Well, that's a mighty peculiar way

for you to be talking, Lottie.

I saw it, and I'm gonna tell the law just how I saw it.

Less'n you change your mind.

Now, your pa tried to kill me,

and I shot back in self-defense.

Now, they'd believe you,

and then, Lottie...

maybe you and me, we could settle down here.

This could be our place. How about that?

I'm thinking what I'm gonna wear to your hanging.

It's too bad you said that, Lottie...

'cause that's gonna put you just where your pa is.

Now, you get over here,

and you shut up!

Hello there.

Hello.

This your ranch?

Uh-huh. Where you headed?

I was just doing some hunting.

Thought I heard some pistol shots over here.

Sure. I try to get a little practice in every day.

I see.

You mind if I get down and stretch my legs a little bit?

Well, now, ordinarily I wouldn't,

and I'm pretty busy today, and I haven't got time

- to stand around jawing. - All right.

He killed my father.

He murdered him!

♪♪

- You all right? - Mmm. Is he dead?

Yeah, he's dead.

Well, howdy there, Doc.

Chester.

Enjoying yourself, are you?

Well, I was.

That beer nice and cold, is it?

Why don't you just have a glass and see for yourself?

Oh, well, thanks a whole lot, Doc.

That's awful nice of you.

Sam, would you, uh, just kind of bring me a beer, there?

Now, Chester...

I never said anything about paying for it.

Well, for heaven's sakes, Doc,

there you go jumping to conclusions,

just counting your chickens 'fore they hatch,

crossing a bridge 'fore you get to it.

I never said anything at all

about you having to pay for my beer.

I got money to pay for the beer.

Thanks a lot, Sam.

By golly, Sam, I guess I must have...

left my money in my other pants.

Well, uh...

Suppose you could just kind of pour it back in there?

No, no.

Hold on, Sam.

He hasn't got another pair of pants.

Oh...

Lottie, you know Doc and Chester.

Well, yes, Lottie. How are you?

How do you do?

Lottie's gonna be working here now.

Oh, well, that's fine.

Oh, is this, uh, your first night, is it?

I hope it's not my last.

I'm... I'm kind of nervous.

You're gonna be just fine.

Anyway, I'm very grateful to Kitty

for helping me out and all.

You're doing me a favor.

Come on, I want you to meet Sam.

Sam, this is Lottie Foy.

You know, it sure is nice of Kitty

to give her a job under the circumstances.

Yeah, it's just too bad her pa had to die in debt

and she had to sell off the ranch.

It'll be a big change for her, working in a place like this.

You know, a girl like Lottie.

Yeah.

Well...

I can see you're gonna want another beer,

so I'm gonna get out of here.

I can't afford it.

Good evening.

I-I said, "Good evening."

I hope I ain't interrupting nothing.

First drink's on the house.

Well, I thank you.

Sam?

Make it a whiskey, and one for the lady.

I’LL pay for hers.

You don't have to buy me a drink.

Well, it's my pleasure, miss.

Um...

I hope you're not, uh, waiting for anybody.

No. No.

Well, that's fine.

I wouldn't want to be a bother to you.

Thanks.

Well, here's to the prettiest girl I ever saw.

And I hope we can be friends.

Thanks.

My name is Pat Cain. What's yours?

Lottie.

I'm a big rancher, Lottie.

I'm rich something awful.

I got land and stock that just don't quit.

Why, I got more stock than Noah had on that ark of his.

You don't believe me?

No.

What if I told you I got a horse down at the stable

and $30 in my pocket, and I'm gonna have to work

somewheres for a whole month before I see another $30?

I might believe that.

You see, I never was a very good liar.

When it comes to being a darn fool, though,

I'm pretty good.

I insulted the boss's son.

Was it worth it?

Oh, you bet it was.

You're pretty independent, aren't you?

Yeah, and a little lonely.

I guess we're all that at times.

Well, we don't have to be.

Least, right now.

Would you like to sit at a table?

All right.

Hello, Lottie.

Howdy, Quint.

I just came by to say hello.

Well, I'm always glad to see you.

You working too hard.

How am I gonna get rich if I don't work hard?

I'm serious.

How you getting along?

I mean you and Pat Cain.

I'm happy.

I'm real happy.

Well, that's all I wanted to know.

Wish me luck, Quint.

You know I do.

Thanks.

Well, I’LL be seeing you around.

- Bye, Lottie. - Bye-bye.

Evening, honey.

Can I buy you a drink?

No, no, thank you.

Oh, come on.

Now, I-I'm waiting for somebody.

My luck's as good as ever.

Oh, I-I'm sorry. That... that chair's taken.

Oh.

I didn't know.

I meant the table's taken.

I'm... I'm waiting for somebody.

It's me you've been waiting for all your life.

Please.

You know, the second I saw you, I said to myself, "Dal,

there's the gal you're meant for."

Honey, you know who I am?

No, and I-I really don't care.

Now... now, just leave, please.

Sure, I’LL leave.

If you'll go with me.

- No, now, I mean it. - Come on.

- Just leave me alone. - Just one drink ain't gonna hurt.

I... Oh, Pat.

Oh, now, don't tell me this is

the man you've been waiting for.

Yes.

Tell her who I am, Pat.

That's Dal Creed, Lottie.

The major's son?

That's right.

Now, come on, let's have that drink.

You're forgetting something, ain't you, Dal?

Oh?

The major ain't here.

You're out in front now, all alone.

Nobody to protect you.

You and I both know what that means, don't we?

You're gonna be sorry you said that.

Don't you ever bother Lottie again, Dal.

You just keep away from her.

I'm...

I'm glad you're here.

So am I.

Lottie.

I've been looking all over town for you.

I want to apologize about last night.

Oh, that's all right.

That mean you'll have a drink with me now?

No. No, I-I can't do that.

Well, now, you can't put me off forever, can you?

Please... please, just leave me alone.

Now, come on, let's have a drink right now, huh?

Quint. Quint!

Quint, wait!

Give me... give me that gun.

I’LL give it to you across the side of your head, maybe.

Now, you look out, now.

I never hurt her none.

That's enough of that.

Matt, got their guns.

Who started this?

He was giving Lottie a hard time.

All right, give him his gun back.

Thanks.

Thanks to you, Quint.

My pleasure.

Let's go.

You take my advice, you'll stay away from him next time.

Knowing that boy, I'd say this isn't over yet.

Oh.

I don't mean to hurry you.

- You closing up? - Mm-hmm.

Well, I just wanted to finish this beer here.

It makes me sleep a little better.

I never knew you had any trouble sleeping.

Well, I don't.

I said it made me sleep better.

- Good night, Kitty. - Good night, Lottie.

- Good night, Pat. - Good night. See you tomorrow.

- Right. - Right.

Well, I’LL just finish this off

and say good night, I guess.

Well, why don't you come by earlier tomorrow?

Right.

Lottie?

Good gracious, what happened?

I don't know. He run off.

She's-she's hurt, she's hurt bad.

I've got to get the doc.

I’LL stay with her.

I tell you to oil my saddle, I mean oil all of it.

What's the matter with you?

Oh, Marshal.

Come on in.

Chester.

What brings you out here this time of morning?

Sit down.

No, thanks, Major. I'm here on business.

Oh, you mean my deed to those 500 south acres?

You didn't have to ride clear out here about that.

No, it isn't that.

Remember Mack Foy's daughter, Lottie?

Uh, sure. That unfortunate child.

I hear she's been working at the Long Branch.

She has, yeah.

Well, what about her?

She was shot last night, Major.

Shot?

Pat Cain was walking her home.

I knew that fella was no good.

That's why I fired him.

Yeah, but the man that shot her was after Pat.

Do you know that?

Pat gave the man a beating the other day

for bothering Lottie.

Well, why are you telling me all this?

She died a few hours ago.

It was your son, Dal, Major.

You know what you're saying, Marshal?

I'm out here to arrest him for murder.

Just a minute.

Dal. Come here, son.

What do you want, Pa?

Go on inside.

Morning, Marshal.

Chester.

Well, what is it, Pa?

Lottie Foy.

Marshal Dillon here says

you shot and killed her last night.

Well, that's not very funny, Marshal.

Now, why are you out here?

Tell him, Chester.

Dal, that was me that you shot at

in the alley last night.

I could see you just as plain as day.

Now, why you want to tell a lie like that?

What's the matter with you?

You sick in the head or something, Chester?

Do you know what you're saying?

You know what this means?

Yes, sir, I do.

I'd say it under oath if I had to.

Get your horse, Dal.

- You're coming into town. - No, by heaven.

He's not leaving... Not out of this place.

- Not long as I'm here. - Now, wait, wait.

Now, wait a minute, now.

This don't make sense.

Nobody's gonna convict me.

Let him take me in. What difference does it make?

You can get me off easy.

All you got to do is talk to the judge.

All right, all right.

Don't you worry, son.

I ain't worried, Pa.

I ain't worried one bit.

It-it... it's almost finished.

They're standing up.

The trial's over.

Here they come. Here they come.

Well, I'm sure glad that that's over.

Yeah.

Buy you a drink?

No. No, thanks, Chester.

I got to go get my stuff together.

What for?

I'm leaving.

Ain't nothing around here for me anymore.

I’LL drop down by the office before I leave.

Tell the marshal, will you?

Sure, Pat.

What happened, Marshal?

What happened?

Did they find him guilty?

They found him guilty, Louie.

That judge is a fool.

So is everybody else in this town.

Nobody's gonna hang me. You wait, you'll see.

Let's go.

Sit down.

Ain't you gonna lock me up?

Your father will be along in a couple of minutes.

I’LL wait till he's gone.

My, you're a kind man.

Tell me something.

Do you do the hanging, too?

No. That's up to the sheriff in Hays City.

What's the matter?

Haven't you got the stomach for it?

That's one way of putting it.

I stopped by to see the judge on the way, Marshal, and...

What did he say, Pa?

What did he say?

Nothing. I didn't expect him to say anything.

I just reminded him he's a federal judge

and that I have a certain amount of influence in Washington.

Well, didn't he change the sentence or anything?

No, of course not.

Well, does that mean I'm still gonna hang in two weeks?

Well, son, the way things stand...

You got to do something, Pa. You got to do something!

I said I had a certain amount

of influence in Washington, didn't I?

Well, there ain't no time to go to Washington.

Didn't you ever hear of the telegraph?

I'm going down now and get busy.

The very least I’LL get out of this will be a retrial, Marshal.

Dal.

Got a little something for you to eat, Dal.

Same old slop, I suppose.

Now, where you going?

I'm gonna take it back.

Well, now... now, wait a minute. You can't do that.

Now, come on. The law says you got to feed a man.

Yeah, that's what the law says.

You keep complaining about the food and calling it slop,

I can sure enough forget the law.

All right. All right, then.

Then it isn't slop.

That's better.

But it ain't the best food I ever ate.

Well, this ain't the best house you ever lived in, neither.

You know something, Chester?

When I get out of here, I'm gonna look you up.

Alone somewhere.

Well, you do that when you get out of here.

Well, it won't be long, don't you worry about it.

Oh, I'm just scared to death.

Pa!

Hey, Pa.

Could I talk to Dal a minute, Chester?

Sure. Yeah, go on in.

Come on in, Pa.

Here's your food.

Where you been, Pa?

You haven't been here for three days.

Spent all of my time in the telegraph office.

Well, what did you hear?

When's the retrial?

Dal, I haven't been by here

because I thought, any minute, I'd have good news.

They didn't turn you down?

Retrial denied.

Sentence stands.

Oh, no.

No.

They can't. They can't!

Pa, you got to do something.

- Straighten up, son. - You can't let 'em hang me!

- Pa, you can't! - Stop that!

You can't let 'em hang...

Pa...

Pa? Pa?

Chester.

Here, Mr. Dillon. Let me help you with that.

All right, thanks, Chester.

Well, good morning, Major.

Good morning, Chester.

Is that the... the marshal, Chester?

Yeah, he went inside there to get Dal.

He's really going to Hays City this morning?

Well, he has to get there in time.

Uh, you know, I mean, uh...

I understand, Chester.

Pa, you got here. You finally got here.

You stopped 'em, didn't you? You stopped 'em, Pa?

No, I haven't stopped it, son.

Well-well, he's... he's taking me to Hays right now.

I know.

Now, listen, son.

Marshal?

Pa, now, he...

I want no more of this carrying on.

You get a hold of yourself and behave yourself like a man,

or you'll go to Hays City with your head in a bandage.

Now, I mean it.

Well, sure, Pa. Sure.

Now, I’LL be there a day or two after you are.

Where are you going?

To see the governor.

Now, he can pardon you, and I'm gonna see that he does.

Oh. Oh, I-I knew you'd do something, Pa.

Sure, he'll give me a pardon. Why shouldn't he?

I'm gonna do my best, son.

Well, then, it's a sure thing.

I ain't worried. I ain't worried one bit.

I still say it's slop, Chester.

I'm still gonna look you up.

Yeah.

I’LL see you in Hays, Pa.

I’LL be there, son.

Take care of things, Chester.

Mr. Dillon.

Marshal.

- So long, Major. - Marshal.

♪♪

This their jail?

This is it.

Cheap-looking, ain't it?

It gets the job done.

I ain't saying it don't do the job, Marshal.

Well, Matt Dillon. Doggone nice to see you.

Hello, Ben. How are you?

Never better. Been expecting you.

Is this the prisoner?

Yeah. His name is Dal Creed.

Hello, Dal.

I’LL have a pardon from the governor within 24 hours,

so don't get your blood hot.

Killed a woman, did he?

Yeah.

No evidence.

Just that lying Chester.

All right, Pete, you can go now.

I got a more important client to take care of.

Thank you. Thank you, Sheriff.

Thank you. Bye.

Bye.

Behave yourself, now, Pete, you hear?

I try. I always try, Sheriff.

Yeah, I know.

All right, Dal, it's all yours.

I guess I’LL go over to the hotel and get a room, Ben.

They're holding one for you, Matt.

Oh, thanks.

Uh, Matt?

The hangman will be here tomorrow.

Oh. The date's still set, then?

Friday morning, 10:30.

Three days, huh?

Well, you're staying over, aren't you?

Wish I had a choice.

I’LL see you later.

Right.

Well, Dal, what do you want for supper?

You couldn't afford it.

Come in.

Morning, Marshal.

Hello, Major.

When did you get to Hays?

Late last night.

I'm staying here at this hotel.

The clerk told me you were here.

Yeah. You been over to see your boy yet?

No.

Before I go over there, tell me...

What kind of shape's he in?

I mean, how's he taking everything?

Well, he's pretty anxious to see you.

But he's holding up?

Pretty nervous. Tomorrow's Friday, you know.

Of course.

Do you want to walk over there with me, Marshal?

All right.

Pa!

Hey, Pa, where you been?

Wh-What took you so long?

I've been going crazy in here.

Hello, Dal.

Pa, get me out of here.

Right now. I can't stand it no more.

Ben, this is Major Creed.

Sheriff Carver, Major.

- Good to meet you, Sheriff. - How are you?

Well, ne... well, never mind about that.

Tell him to turn me loose right now!

I saw the governor, Dal, and...

Yeah? Well, what did he say?

He give me a pardon, didn't he?

He turned me down.

He refused to interfere.

He turned you down?

Well, he couldn't.

You gave me your word, Pa.

You told me he'd give me a pardon.

I did my best, son.

Well, don't you know tomorrow's Friday?

They're planning on hanging me

at 10:30 in the morning?

Now, get a hold of yourself, son.

Well, I don't want to die.

I want to live.

- I want to go home. - Stop that.

You got to do something; you can't let them hang me.

They're gonna take me out of here in the morning,

and they're gonna tie my hands behind my back,

and they're gonna drag me up on the scaffold...

and then they're gonna...

I can't stand it, Pa!

I can't stand it! Please, Pa.

You got to do something! Pa!

Gentlemen, I apologize for my son's conduct.

Don't leave, Pa!

Give me a beer?

Major.

Oh, Marshal.

Won't you sit down?

It's a bad business, Major.

You come to all the hangings?

Only when I have to.

Most of the men, uh...

how do they take it?

About the same way they went into battle during the war.

Scared, but making a go of it.

Shaking in their boots,

but trying not to show it.

Something like that.

I'm a proud man, Marshal.

Too proud, maybe.

It's blinded me to some things.

Mostly to the fact that I've...

got a coward for a son.

Oh, I've been thinking hard since leaving that jail.

It's the truth.

I was just never forced to admit it before.

Well, your boy's young.

Maybe you've spoiled him, but...

He's a coward.

Tomorrow he's gonna die like a coward.

Crying and whimpering like a baby.

Maybe not even able to walk.

It shames me to think about it.

You can't ever be sure of that, Major.

No, I know it, all right.

I won't let my son die like a coward.

I won't have it, that's all.

I'd rather they hung me; that's the truth.

I'd go with a smile on my face, I swear it.

Like a man, Marshal.

Wish there was something I could do to help you, Major.

If you'll excuse me...

I've got to take care of some business.

♪♪

♪♪

No! Don't you touch me.

It ain't time yet; it can't be.

It's still dark out.

Rest easy, Dal. It's only 2:00 in the morning.

2:00? Well, where you been?

You been gone for hours.

I've been busy, boy, real busy working for you.

What do you mean?

It looks like you're gonna cheat the rope after all.

What?

What did you say?

It cost your pa a fortune, but you ain't gonna die.

Are you sure? Are you really sure?

I'm sure.

Pa fixed it, didn't he? I knew he would.

Pa would fix it.

Yeah, your pa's a smart man.

Rich, too.

Although he's not as rich as he used to be.

What do you mean?

I finally settled for $5,000 just for my part in this.

Go on.

And there's a thousand for Doc Riley.

He has to pronounce you dead.

The hangman,

the undertaker.

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

Well, in the morning, boy,

you're gonna go through that trap,

and with a rope around your neck.

But when you're through the trap and out of sight,

you're gonna land on a couple of barrels.

Your hands will be tied so you can bust loose easy

and grab that rope,

make it look good from the outside.

And then?

Doc Riley and the undertaker will cut you down.

Well, w-won't those people be able to see underneath there?

No, it's mostly boarded up.

Besides, I don't allow no visitors anyway.

Yeah, but how about Marshal Dillon?

Now, he's gonna be there.

We didn't even try to pay him off.

But he don't like hangings, and knowing him,

he'll probably stand way off and then leave.

Well, I know, but...

I-I just can't just walk out of there.

No, you can't.

So Doc and the undertaker will put you in the coffin,

drive you out of there.

When you get to the cemetery, they'll let you out.

There'll be a horse waiting there for you.

It'll work, won't it?

It'll work?

With my help, it's gonna work.

That's why my price is so high.

Here's a thousand dollars; that's all your pa had left.

He wants you to take it and head for Mexico.

I’LL do it.

And I ain't gonna come back, neither.

Hey, Sheriff?

Fix me some coffee, will you?

Look, I took $5,000 to save your neck,

not to wait on you.

I'm gonna get some sleep.

Well, go to sleep, then.

I wouldn't drink your rotten coffee.

You're nothing but a crook anyway.

So that's it, huh?

You gonna stick around for the action, Marshal?

No hard feelings.

So long, Dal.

Let's get on with it.

All right.

All right, Joe.

Would you like a hood?

Course not.

You know better than that.

Put your hands behind your back.

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- It's over? - It's over.

Then I timed it just right.

He's a good man, that sheriff.

I, uh, didn't know you were gonna watch, Major.

I couldn't.

How'd it go, Sheriff?

Just like you said.

He died like a man.

You'll report that back in Dodge?

I will, Major.

Thank you.

Major.

Here's your thousand dollars. I almost forgot.

Big thing for a man to take on himself.

Hope it was right.

I don't know now.

I hope so.

But he went with a smile, didn't he?

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