Original subtitles

Starring James Arness as Matt Dillon.

Hope your Uncle Wib ain't gonna be mad.

For buggy riding with you?

For being so late, I mean.

My heavens, it's no crime to ride

down to the railroad bridge and back.

Well, I guess not.

I just don't want you to get in trouble, is all.

Come on. I’LL take you to the door.

No, not yet.

What?

Well, you're in such an all-fired rush.

Well, I'm sorry.

Well, you ashamed to be sitting with me in a buggy

on Front Street?

Now, don't talk foolish, Millie.

Course I ain't.

Jeff, how long you been calling on me?

Oh, I don't know exactly.

Well, I do.

It's better than a year now.

In that time, we been to socials and barn dances.

We been on buggy rides and hay rides,

goodness knows what all.

Are you saying you're sorry?

I'm saying we been keeping company a long time.

Well, now, I guess that's true.

Jeff, you like me, don't you?

Millie, I just don't plain know what you're trying to say.

I'm saying...

that I'm 18 years old,

and I sure ain't set on spending my life

working in a dry goods store.

I want to get married.

Have me a husband and a home.

Maybe some children.

Well, you're-you're young, and you're pretty, Millie.

Awful pretty.

You marry me?

Oh.

Oh, now you're funning me, talking like that, Millie.

I wasn't funning you.

No, I guess not.

Will you talk to Uncle Wib?

Millie, I just don't think this is the time or place

to be talking about getting married.

Why not?

Well, you talk about marriage like it's nothing.

Like it's a game or something.

Like bobbing for apples at a church social.

Jeff.

Well, it's not that simple, Millie.

Anything's simple if you want it bad enough.

No, it isn't. You got to be sure you know what you want.

I am sure.

Well, you got to think of other people, too, Millie.

What other people?

Well, there's your Uncle Wib.

Why, he'd be happy for me.

And then there's my ma.

She's been feeling real poorly.

I don't think it'd be fair to her, Millie.

You're talking about your ma and all.

Aren't you worried about how I feel?

Sure, I am.

Well, then?

Look, Millie,

I’LL be bringing Ma into town in a couple of days

to see Doc Adams.

I’LL come by the store, and we can talk about all this then.

Right now, Millie, it's... it's awful late.

You're right, Jeff. It is late.

High time you were heading for home, and your ma.

Carrie, can I... can I help you over to your buggy?

I can manage, thank you.

Doc.

Huh. Old Carrie Newcomb, isn't it?

Yeah.

How's she doing?

Well, she's not getting any younger.

Yeah.

They don't make 'em like her and old Sam anymore.

No. You know, if it wasn't for those two,

we'd still be living in tents around here.

People like them, they're real pioneers.

Yeah.

Yeah, it's a funny thing, you know.

Hard life ahead and all, and yet Sam died before she did.

Yeah.

Say, have you had anything to eat?

No, that's a good idea. Will you wait for me

- while I get my coat and hat? - Yeah.

Millie, I’LL be out back in the storeroom.

- I got to pack these things. - All right, Uncle Wib.

Call me if you need me.

Hello, Millie.

Hello, Jeff.

Ma is over at Doc Adams'.

Oh?

Well, I-I come to talk, like I said I would.

Talk.

That's about all you ever do, isn't it?

What I got to say is very important.

Mm? What is it you want to talk about?

The other night.

What about the other night?

Well, I-I guess I made you kind of mad, and...

I-I'm sorry.

Is this an apology?

I guess it is.

Jeff, you remember the other night you told me

there was a time and a place for talk; you remember that?

Yes.

Well, this isn't the time or the place.

I'm busy.

- Hello, Colley. - Hello, Miss Millie.

- Your Uncle Wib around? - Well, he's out back.

Do you want me to call him or can I help you?

Oh, there ain't no need to bother him now.

I just dropped by to see if that new lamp arrived

from St. Louis yet.

No, it hasn't, Colley.

Uncle Wib has been expecting it though.

I think maybe it'll be in on the morning train.

Well, then I’LL, uh, I’LL drop by tomorrow, Miss Millie.

- All right. Oh, Colley? - Yes, Miss Millie?

I hear there's a dance at Sutton Barn Saturday night.

Yeah. Yeah, I guess there is.

Sounds like it'd be a very nice dance.

Well, now, if I had me a partner,

I might just go to that dance.

Now, Colley, man like you,

you wouldn't have any trouble getting a girl.

You wouldn't be free, now, would you?

Well, now, isn't that the funniest thing.

As it so happens, I am.

Oh, thank you, Colley.

I’LL be looking forward to it.

Well, I’LL see you then.

You don't want to go with him.

- Don't I? - Millie, now you listen to me.

Jeff, your mother must be waiting for you.

Now, you better run along.

She wouldn't want her little boy to keep her waiting.

And I'm very busy, Jeff.

Why do you suddenly say I got to go away, go to Chicago?

It don't make sense. Why?

Because it's time, that's all.

You're past 20 and old enough to go work for your Uncle Carl

and learn the business.

I don't want to be a businessman.

I don't want to keep accounts and sell pins.

Why should I?

You got to make something of yourself.

I don't want to be anything but what I am.

I have everything I want right here.

There's nothing here worth having.

- There's this ranch. - Oh, this ranch.

It's a gold mine, ain't it?

Well, maybe it's not the greatest ranch in the world,

but I can make it pay.

I know I can.

Your pa tried for 20 years, and it only put him in his grave.

Ma, it's different now... there are new ways and new tools.

I know I can make it pay.

And besides, this land is-is real valuable,

and the town is growing out.

Gonna sit around here and wait for that?

That why you won't go?

Or is it Millie Smith?

Ma, this here's my home.

It's where I want to be.

I don't want to go nowheres else.

Oh, you and your pa.

How you can love this miserable, lonely, godforsaken land

is more than I can see.

That's all he ever wanted, too:

to stay here in this cruel, dismal desert

and rot away to nothing, and-and he did.

Think of the life we might have had.

Think of the life you can have

if you'd only get away from here.

But, Ma, I don't want to get away from here.

"Don't want"?

You don't know what you want.

I know better than you what's good for you.

Look.

Money?

Ma.

Ma, where'd you get all that money?

I saved it.

Bit by bit over the years.

And your pa never knowed a thing about it.

Even in the bitter times when he could've used it,

I never told him nor touched it.

Last spring,

well, we could've used it for seed grain.

Well, think of all the things we could do, Ma.

No, no.

I-It's for getting you away from here,

for-for getting you a start in life.

I didn't suffer all them years... Scraping and saving

and denying myself... For it to go to anywhere else.

You're going to Chicago.

You've got to!

You owe it to me!

I don't want you interfering.

It's a personal matter; I know exactly what I'm doing.

Carrie, I don't mean to interfere

in your personal affairs, but I'd be...

well, I'd be a lot less than honest with you

if I didn't tell you that you're making an awful mistake.

I'm sorry, Doctor, my mind's made up.

He's going.

That's all there is to it.

Well...

She's the stubbornest woman I've ever seen.

Why in thunder is it that people pay good money

for doctor's advice and then don't take it?

What's wrong with her sending the boy to Chicago?

I don't care about that at all. It's just that...

she hadn't ought to be out on that ranch all alone,

and you know it as well as I do.

Well, if you can think of anything, I wish you would.

♪♪

I’LL be right back, Ma.

Millie.

I came to say good-bye.

Well, good-bye, Jeff.

Is that all you got to say?

Why should I care whether or not you go away?

But I thought you might.

A little.

Well, I suppose I’LL miss you.

For a while.

Millie... will you wait for me?

While you have fun in Chicago?

No, Jeff.

I want some fun, too.

And a home, maybe, and a lot of things.

There are other men.

Like Colley Corder, I suppose?

Why not?

Lots of others.

I'm only being honest with you, Jeff.

Don't ask me to wait, because I can't.

I'm sorry, that's the way I am.

Would it make a difference if I stayed?

But you're not staying, are you?

Your ma wants you to go, so you're going, aren't you?

She's out there waiting for you now.

Good-bye, Jeff.

Millie, listen.

Now, I got to go; I can't change all that now.

But you wait for me, hear?

Good-bye, Jeff.

Someday you will understand.

You might even thank me.

Good-bye, Ma.

♪♪

Carrie?

Mind if I walk along with you?

- Fine. - Good.

Say, you're gonna have to be getting some help

out that ranch, aren't you?

No, Marshal, I'm gonna sell the ranch.

- Sell? - Yes.

Does Jeff know about that?

It wasn't none of his business.

He's done with that now.

Well, where are you gonna go? What are you gonna do?

Don't worry about me, Marshal.

That's no problem.

Well, but you'll be staying there till it's sold.

You ought to have somebody with you.

It don't matter, Marshal.

It won't be long.

Well, but somebody around there to help you with the chores,

be there at night?

I don't know nobody.

Well, maybe I can help you find someone.

Well, I can't pay much.

Let me see what I can do.

All right, Marshal.

Mister...

Mr. Dillon, why me?

Chester, I'm not really asking you to work the place.

It's just to go out there and stay at night

- and help with the chores. - Well...

Haul in some of the wood, haul the water, things like that.

Well, anybody can do that, Mr. Dillon...

Look, I've got to have somebody I can trust, Chester.

The old lady is not well, and I want somebody

- to keep an eye on her. - But why me, though?

I don't even like her.

Well, you don't even know her.

Well, what I know of her I don't like.

Look, all right, then just do it for me

as a favor, 'cause I'm asking you to, will you?

Well, all right.

Good. Thanks.

I’LL do it; I sure ain't gonna like it none.

♪♪

Evening, Miss Kitty.

Millie, what are you doing here?

I'm gonna have myself a little fun, Miss Kitty.

Anything wrong with that?

Does your uncle know about this?

He knows.

Anyway, I'm of age.

Any objection, Miss Kitty?

We can go across to the Lady Gay, you know.

Find yourself a table.

Here, Kitty.

- You see that? - I sure did.

She sure shouldn't be in here.

Wib know about it?

She says he does.

Well, he oughtn't ought to let her

run around with someone like that Corder.

I doubt if he can do anything about it.

Millie's got a mind of her own.

Well, you know, that Corder

isn't such a bad sort, really, Doc.

Well, I know, but he's so much older than she is.

I don't like that.

Well... when you get right down to it, Doc,

what-what's Millie gonna do?

The Newcomb boy's in Chicago, and...

well, Dodge doesn't have very much to offer a girl like that.

You know, that reminds me, Doc.

I sent Chester out to look after Carrie.

Help her with the chores and so forth.

I'm glad you did, because...

well, Carrie shouldn't be alone at all, not for a minute.

I can't be with her all the time.

- Mr. Smith. - Well, Jeff!

When'd you get back in town?

Tonight. I came in on the stage from Kansas City.

Well, ain't you supposed to be in Chicago still?

No. I didn't stay.

Oh.

Mr. Smith, may I see Millie, please?

She ain't here.

She went out with Colley Corder.

Not that I approve, but she don't listen to me no more.

You wouldn't happen to know where they went?

How would I know?

Off somewhere sparking probably.

Or maybe over at the Long Branch, I don't know.

All right. Thanks.

Oh, Jeff?

Glad you're back.

Hello, Millie.

Jeff.

Uh... w-what are you doing here?

Your uncle told me I'd find you here.

I thought you were in Chicago.

Colley Corder, you get out of here before I throw you out.

Now, look, Jeff, you don't want to start no trouble.

Jeff!

Jeff! Jeff!

- I got a right, Marshal! - No, you haven't.

He's crazy, Marshal!

Look, you leave her alone, you hear?!

Colley, maybe you better take her on home now.

- Home? - But, Marshal...

I’LL take her home, Marshal.

I got things to say to her.

You better cool off before you do any more talking.

Now, go on, take her out, Colley.

Now, wait a minute, Marshal.

I don't know what you're thinking,

but you're all acting like I've done something wrong.

Well, I haven't, and I don't like it.

And you, Jeff, what right do you have

coming in here hitting a friend of mine?

You got no claim on me.

I told you to wait for me; I told you I'd be back.

I don't take orders from you or anybody else.

And that goes for you, too, Marshal.

I'm going home alone.

Jeff.

Sure surprised everybody showing up here.

I guess so.

You been out to your mother's?

No. I guess I better get out there, though.

Well, uh, look, why don't you stay around town tonight.

It's a little late and all.

Are you arresting me, Marshal, just for that?

No, I'm just offering you a bed for the night.

It's pretty late to go out there and disturb them now.

Them?

Well, Chester's staying out there.

He's sleeping in the barn,

helping your mother with the chores and so forth.

Why don't you bed down here tonight

and go on out in the morning.

All right.

♪ Pack on my back, pack on my back ♪

♪ Pack on my back ♪

♪ Walking down the road with a pack on my back ♪

♪ Getting along to California... ♪

Here, now, you stay where you belong.

Here, chick-chick-chick-chick-

chick-chick-chick-chick- chick-chick-chick!

Here, chick-chick-chick-chick-

chick-chick-chick-chick- chick-chick-chick!

♪ Along come a man with a gun in his hand ♪

♪ A gun in his hand, a gun... ♪

Much obliged.

Morning, Chester.

Well, good morning, Jeff.

Didn't expect to see you here.

I thought you was in Chicago.

Well, I decided to come home.

You can go on back to Dodge now if you'd like to, Chester.

Well, heck, I'm paid up till Saturday.

You might as well get your money's worth.

No, you go on.

I'm home to stay.

Well, if that's the way you feel about,

I’LL get my stuff together and go on back town.

Your, uh, ma's gonna be a little bit surprised, ain't she?

Where is she?

She's in the house.

Well, thanks for everything, Chester.

Yeah.

Hello, Ma.

Jeff!

What are you doing here?

I come home, Ma.

To stay.

Jeff!

Ma, I don't want to argue about it.

I gave it a try.

I went to Chicago, and it ain't for me.

I don't belong there.

I belong here.

You didn't give yourself a chance.

You've got to go back!

No. It wouldn't do any good.

This is the life for me, right here on this ranch.

Listen, Ma, I brought back the money.

Most of it, anyway.

Here. Take it.

Well, just think of all the good it'll do

on the farm around here.

Just think how we can do all the fixin' we talked about.

You talked about.

I got no wish to stay here, and you ain't going to, either.

I am, Ma. I made up my mind.

And I made up mine: there ain't gonna be no ranch.

I'm selling it.

You don't mean that.

I mean it, all right.

Mr. Humphreys from the bank

is bringing a party to look at it this very morning.

Why, you can't do that.

Pa left it to me.

Not as long as I live.

I can do with it like I...

Ma, you ain't really gonna do this, are you?

I am, boy.

But why? Just because

you don't think this life ain't good enough for me?

Ain't I got anything to say about it?

No. I'm still your ma.

Jeff, put that back!

Nobody's gonna buy this ranch!

Why, Jeff, what are you doing here?

Telling you to get off this property.

What's he talking about, Carrie?

Jeff, please...

Just get off this property, Mr. Humphries.

Unless you want a load of buckshot.

What, you gone crazy, boy?

Your ma asked us.

Well, she's wrong.

Now, this place ain't for sale.

I'm home, and we're gonna farm it.

Is that so, Carrie?

I said it's so.

Oh, wait a minute, boy...

Look, I ain't gonna say it again.

This place ain't for sale.

Now, you got just ten seconds to get.

One... two... three...

Your ma'll will have to tell me to get off the property.

It's hers.

Four... five...

six... seven...

Now, wait a minute, boy.

I-I can have the law on you for this.

Eight... nine...

Jeff...

Now, there's another barrel.

And this time, I ain't gonna aim high.

Come on, let's get out of here!

You'll hear about this, Jeff.

Hyah!

Hyah, hyah!

Hyah!

I won't let you do it, Ma.

♪♪

All right, hold it right there.

Marshal, I told this man not to step on my property.

I warned him good what would happen.

Jeff, I got a warrant for your arrest.

Arrest? On what charge?

Should be assault.

Mr. Humphreys here is willing to let it go

at disturbing the peace.

For defending my own home?

I'm afraid this isn't your property to defend, Jeff.

It is.

My pa meant this place for me, and I mean to keep it.

We ain't selling.

Now, Jeff, that's for your mother to decide.

No, anybody steps on this place gets this.

I mean it.

She wants me in jail so she can sell it behind my back.

What your mother does isn't any of my concern,

but you're coming into town and going to jail.

Marshal, I'm warning you...

I want that gun, Jeff, right now.

Now go get your horse.

Do you have to, Marshal?

The boy has to learn a lesson, Mrs. Newcomb.

Few hours in jail isn't gonna do him any harm.

Besides, Judge Brookings will probably let him off

with nothing but a small fine.

Are you really gonna go through with this?

The sale?

Yes.

You bring that man back, George.

Not him, Carrie.

He run like a scared rabbit.

I don't think I can get any buyer to come out here

with Jeff acting like this.

Then we'll have to do it like he said, behind his back.

I don't like it, Carrie.

Jeff objecting and all.

If you're afraid, we can get somebody else, George.

No, we'll do it your way, Carrie.

Mrs. Newcomb, did you ever think of this?

Maybe your boy is right.

After all, he went to Chicago, and he gave that a try.

Maybe he's like his father, a born farmer.

Maybe you should give him some say in this land.

I'm gonna sell, Marshal.

Why?

I want to see the boy away from here.

Out of Dodge forever.

I want him away from the plains, the prairies, and the...

Mrs. Newcomb, you can't run another person's life for them.

Not even your own son.

I can try, Marshal.

Anyway, it ain't any of your business.

I just hope it doesn't get to be my business.

Come on, son.

♪♪

♪♪

Say, Chester, would you take the horses down to the stable?

Oh, yes, sir.

- Howdy, Chester. - Hi, Jeff.

Marshal, I'm sorry.

I appreciate you helping me out, though.

Letting me stay here last night and all that.

Jeff, going around threatening a man with a gun

is no way to settle a difference.

Sooner you learn that, the better off you're gonna be.

Come on, let's go.

Hello, Millie.

Marshal, is it all right if I see Jeff?

Oh, I guess so.

Hello, Jeff.

Hello, Millie.

What's wrong? What are you doing in jail?

Well, I took a shot at Mr. Humphreys from the bank.

Took a shot at him?

I didn't hit him, though.

Just wanted to scare him

and stop he and my ma from selling the ranch.

Jeff...

about last night.

I'm sorry I was out with Colley Corder.

He doesn't mean a thing to me.

I told you I'd be back.

I told you to wait for me.

Didn't you believe me?

I wanted to.

But...

well, I was bored.

And lonely.

And I was hurt, too.

Hurt?

You.

When you went away, I cried for two days.

Well, I'm back to stay now, Millie.

I'm glad, Jeff.

Millie, you remember a while back,

talking about wanting a home of your own?

Yes.

I'm afraid I don't have a home to offer you now.

Even if we do get married.

Get married?

You will marry me, won't you, Millie?

You know I will.

Ma?

The marshal let you go?

Somebody paid my fine.

Who?

Millie.

I’LL send her the money. How much was it?

Ma, you don't have to do that.

Of course I do.

I won't be beholden to Wib Smith.

It was her own money.

You might even say it was our money.

What do you mean?

I mean, Millie and me, we're gonna get married.

Married.

She wants what I want, Ma.

A home, here.

To settle down and live on this ranch.

If you'll let us.

No!

I won't let you throw your life away!

That girl only wants your money.

What money, Ma?

We ain't all that rich.

She's an orphan, ain't she?

Living off the charity of relatives.

Working in the store.

Sure, she wants to get married.

Any man'd do her.

And it's a lot better to find one that's got a ranch

and a little money, besides.

Millie ain't like that.

She's a hussy and a man chaser.

Ma, you watch what you say.

She chased you, didn't she?

Later on, she was drinking

and carrying on with Colley Corder.

How do you know about that?

George Humphreys told me.

You think he was the only one?

You think while you was gone, she was mooning over you?

You better think twice

before you marry a girl like that.

I'm gonna marry Millie, Ma, and you can't stop me!

There ain't gonna be no ranch for her or for you!

Well, that don't matter.

I’LL work for wages and save,

and earn a ranch of my own someday.

Plenty have done it, and I can, too.

And Millie will help me.

Jeff, please, take the money and-and go!

Maybe it's you who ought to take the money and go, Ma.

There's nothing keeping you here now.

Is there?

Moss?

Howdy, Marshal.

Well, hello, Jeff.

What are you doing here?

Well, I'm working for Moss Grimmick, starting this morning.

I'm bunking here, too.

Well, what's the matter? Did you leave home?

Well, I had a fight with my ma.

I see.

You know, Jeff, I’LL tell you something about your ma.

She's old now, you know, and she's gonna make mistakes.

You're gonna have to make allowances for that.

But I got my life to lead, too, Marshal.

Millie and me, we're gonna get married.

You are?

That's right.

Well, congratulations.

Good luck to you.

Thanks, Marshal.

I'm gonna need it.

What do you mean?

Well, my ma's pretty set against it.

She don't like Millie, and...

she's been saying some pretty bad things about her.

I don't know whether to believe them or not.

Oh, I see.

Well, wish I could help you with that.

I'm afraid that's a little out of my line, Jeff.

I’LL tell you one thing, though.

If you're gonna set out to marry a girl,

you better start by trusting her.

I’LL see you later.

Well, Doctor?

Carrie, there's just, uh, not much more I can tell you.

It's just like you said.

Except for the pain.

I hadn't figured it would be so bad.

I know. Now, that's why I'm gonna

leave you these pills, Carrie; they're for the pain.

But I don't want you to take but one every 12 hours.

They're kind of bitter, and if you have any trouble with them,

why, if you want to,

you can dissolve them in a cup of coffee.

Easier that way.

How long?

I want to know.

All right, Carrie.

Nobody can say for sure, but it won't be very long.

Why don't you get everything settled.

Settled?

Jeff, I mean.

Let him have his way?

Well, Carrie, he'll have it anyway.

You can't do much about that.

I ain't made to give up so easy.

Well, he's your son.

He's not made that way, either.

I know what I want for him.

I’LL go on trying till I die.

Yes, I...

I guess so.

Carrie...

Jeff feels just as strong about this as you do, at least.

So you're both gonna go on just...

just being miserable.

Good-bye, Doctor.

Bye, Carrie.

♪♪

Come in.

Mrs. Newcomb.

Oh, yes, Millie. Come in.

I didn't hear you ride up.

Did you come alone?

Yes, ma'am.

I'm so glad you could come.

Won't you sit down?

Thank you.

You said this afternoon.

My Uncle Wib let me off from the store

and let me borrow the buggy.

Uh, would you care for some coffee?

Yes, thank you.

I was just going to have some myself.

I suppose you're wondering why I sent for you.

Yes, ma'am, I am.

I thought if we could talk,

you'd realize the mistake you're making

with your young life.

I don't quite understand.

You take sugar?

Yes. Thank you.

You and Jeff...

You think you love each other, don't you?

Yes, we do.

I know I love Jeff very much.

And you think that's enough to make him happy?

Yes.

You think he'll be content here on this little ranch

being a farmer all his life, nothing more?

Is that what you want for him?

I want the whole world for him, if he wants it.

And you expect to find that here?

I want him to have more than just a bit of dusty prairie.

What you or I want for him isn't important, Mrs. Newcomb.

It's his life.

It's what he wants that's important.

All I want is...

to be his wife, make his home for him.

You think love will solve all your problems?

Well, it won't.

Love doesn't solve anything, and love doesn't last.

What lasts... is the poverty...

and the drudgery and the misery...

and the loneliness.

It doesn't have to be that way with us.

In this desolate place, it will be.

You watch your life wasting away,

dribbling out in exhausted days and wretched, lonely nights.

And suddenly, it's over.

And you haven't gone anywhere, never done anything...

and never been anybody.

What good for you to have been born at all?

I don't feel that way at all.

You will!

Mrs. Newcomb,

I'm sorry if your life was like that.

I'm sorry it was that way with you,

that you couldn't have had the life you wanted.

But that's all Jeff and I are asking: the life we want.

How do you know what you want at your young age?!

But we do know, and we're gonna have it,

whether you agree or not.

Oh... when you sent for me today,

I-I thought maybe we could patch up our differences,

maybe understand each other.

Because Jeff loves you very much.

There's almost $2,000 here.

It's yours if you leave and never come back again.

You don't know people at all, do you, Mrs. Newcomb?

You don't know your son, and you don't know me!

Wait!

There's nothing more to t...

I tried to talk to you.

I tried, but you wouldn't listen.

Mrs. Newcomb!

Well, by golly, I think I enjoyed that meal

a little more than usual.

Well, that's probably 'cause you ate more than usual.

Yes, I sure did at that.

How about a game of checkers?

You're on, by golly.

Hello, Wib.

Oh, Marshal, I'm glad to see you.

Oh, what's wrong?

Oh, it's Millie, Marshal.

I-I'm kind of worried about her.

She went out to Carrie Newcomb's this afternoon.

She should be back long before now, but she ain't.

What she go out there for?

That's what I've been wondering.

Mrs. Newcomb's never had a kind word for her before,

that I know of.

Sent for her this afternoon, said she wanted to see her.

So I let Millie have the buggy.

Well, Jeff go out with her?

No, she went out alone.

Maybe I better just ride out and check into that.

I'd appreciate it, Marshal.

I don't like the idea of Millie driving home alone in the dark.

And of course, something could have happened out there,

or along the way.

Well, now, don't worry about her, Wib.

We'll get her back all right.

Matt, I think I’LL go with you.

Yeah, good idea, Doc.

I'm much obliged, Marshal.

Look, why don't you just stay here.

She could be on the way in now.

Oh, I guess you're right.

Matt, I'm going by the office and pick up my bag.

And I think maybe you ought to find Jeff.

Maybe he'd like to go along with us.

All right, Doc.

Millie?

Ma?

Jeff...

Millie, why did you come out here?

I'm so glad you're here. Your ma...

What happened to your arm?

Uh, it was just an accident.

Well, here, let me see that.

No, Doc. It really is. It was just an accident.

I-I wish you'd see to Mrs. Newcomb.

She's in the bedroom.

What's wrong?

Well, she fainted this afternoon.

I didn't know what to do.

I didn't know whether to stay here or go into town.

I managed to get her into bed,

but something's awful wrong with her, Doc.

Doc, you can see it's just a scratch, can't you?

Mm-hmm.

You want to come in with me, Jeff?

What kind of an accident was this, Millie?

It was just an accident.

Uh-huh.

And, uh, did you have an argument with Mrs. Newcomb?

Yes, we did.

Could this have something to do with it?

Marshal, can't we talk about this later?

Mrs. Newcomb is very ill.

All right, Millie.

She's in good hands; you want to go back home?

No, I'd rather stay here.

I'd like to be with Jeff.

And I offered her all that money,

but she wouldn't take it.

It all seems so terrible

when I think all I've done to her.

Jeff...

I've been so wrong about her.

She's a good girl.

And she loves you very much.

I know that, Ma.

I never gave you a chance to understand me, son.

I know that now.

But I...

I always wanted you to be able to travel

and go to all the far places

I wanted to go to.

See the great cities,

live in them,

prosper.

You understand, Jeff?

Yes, Ma.

Take Millie.

Marry her.

Leave this place.

Please, Jeff.

Go to the far places.

Jeff, your ma's gone.

Jeff...

everyone has a right to their own dreams,

their own special dreams.

You can't force them on anyone else.

Now, your ma only wanted what she thought was good for you.

Maybe she tried a little too hard.

She's dead, Millie.

Oh, Jeff.

Are you all right?

I'm all right.

I'm so sorry.

Millie?

We've got an awful lot of things to talk about.

But right now, I'm gonna take you home.

All right.

Marshal, will you look after things until I get back?

I sure will, Jeff.