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Starring James Arness as Matt Dillon.

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Whiskey, Sam.

It'll take money, Pete.

Kinda hoped you'd run out.

Everybody knows I'm a rich man, Sam.

Rich and lucky.

You got a farm you could work. You're that lucky.

You don't work it, it's gonna die on you, Pete.

Everything else has.

I didn't mean to say it that way, Pete.

Ain't many ways to say it.

Sam.

Don't sell him any more, Sam.

I'm not anxious to.

You go on out back

and finish unloading the whiskey, and I'll...

I'll keep an eye on him.

You give a holler if you need me.

All right.

Poor Pete.

Yeah, it looks like he's bent on destroying himself.

Well, I've tried not selling him any at all,

but, well, there are other saloons in town.

Oh, yeah, he can get it.

How long's it been since Mary died, four months?

Yeah.

Seems like she took all his strength with her.

Yeah, the meaning went out of his life.

Trouble is he's the only one that can put it back.

I wish you'd talk to him, Doc.

Well, Kitty, he'd have to want to listen.

I don't think he's ready for that yet.

Miss Nell's out back, Miss Kitty.

Nell Shuler?

Says she'll wait for you there.

I'll be right out.

She always come to the back door?

No proper lady is ever seen coming into a saloon.

Now, you know that, Doc.

Oh, but it's all right to come to the back alley, huh?

If you're a proper lady.

I'll see you later.

Morning, Nell.

Kitty, I hope I've not come too late.

I thought you might like these for breakfast.

Mmm. Mmm, they're still warm.

And light as air.

I wonder how they'll taste with beer.

Kitty!

Might be better with whiskey.

You do delight in teasing me, don't you, Kitty?

What else have you got?

Pies: gooseberry and apple, fresh breads.

Oh, and Leah and I have been doing some nice tatting.

Well, glad to see you've given up on those doilies.

Oh, we haven't exactly given up on them.

Leah grew impatient with crocheting.

I can imagine.

Tatting is a nice change.

Oh, Nell, crocheting to tatting?

What kind of a change is that?

Well, a good deal, Kitty.

I mean, if you knew anything about fancywork.

I know a lot about fancywork.

Real fancywork.

Well, if you're not interested, Kitty...

I am interested, Nell.

I'm interested in you and I'm interested in Leah.

You know, you ought to bring her to town more often, Nell.

She's barely 20, Kitty.

I think I know what's best for her.

You can't keep her wrapped in damp cotton all her life.

I'm bringing her along

as our parents would have wished me to...

as a gentlewoman.

Oh. You're gonna do that without men, huh?

The time will come, of course,

when proper young men will be allowed to call on Leah.

Oh, I see.

Well, I hope Leah's around when that time comes.

Kitty!

I'll take the rolls,

four of those pillow slips.

I am grateful, Kitty, you know that.

I guess we never can fully understand each other, can we?

Not unless you want to trade places for a while.

I'll say good morning to you.

Mary... Mary...

it's all gone now, everything.

The farm, Mary.

Our farm.

Fill it up.

- No. - Come on!

If you want this, you gotta pay for it.

That's all I got.

That'll buy you a shot of warm beer.

I sure could use a real drink.

You've got me crying.

She'll buy me a drink.

Sure, give him a coal oil on me.

Well, that was real sweet.

Mary was sweet...

sweet and fresh and pretty!

You, you're ugly!

Plain ugly! All women are ugly!

I'd hate to look good to you. I really would.

It's not right, Mary's dead and she's living.

We've had about enough out of you, mister.

Is he hurt?

Pete?

Pete, Pete, what-what happened?

You go along, Chester.

No, I'm here to help you. What happened?

I hurt everywhere.

Well, we'll take care of that.

Somebody go get Doc Adams, will ya?

Tell him I'll be at the marshal's office.

Now just put your arm around me

and get you to your feet. Up you go.

I gotta die somewhere.

That's nonsense.

You're just down on your luck, that's all.

Take it real easy.

I just found him laying out there

in the middle of the street, Mr. Dillon.

What's the matter, you sick, Pete?

Not enough to die, Marshal.

We just get him back there

on one of them cots, stretched out.

All right, all right, here you go.

Down you go.

Well, did you get enough to drink, Pete?

No, they don't give me enough.

Well, Mr. Dillon, it's not just the whiskey.

He's cut pretty bad and all.

Yeah, I suppose we better get Doc.

I already sent for him.

Good.

Mr. Dillon, I couldn't just leave him

laying out there and...

No, you did the right thing, Chester.

Well, you-you seem to be kind of hard on him, though.

He's pretty hard on himself.

Somebody sent for me.

Neither one of you two, who is it?

It's Pete Sievers, Doc.

What's the matter with him?

Well, he was just laying out there

in the middle of the street.

He was kind of all cut up and kinda...

Kinda drunk, maybe?

Well, he'd been drinking right along.

About four months now.

Seems like everybody's kind of given up on Pete.

Seems like he's given up on himself.

You could sure tell

that they loved each other, him and Mary.

You could just feel it, see it.

I used to see 'em

the way that they'd look at each other,

and I'd just feel good about it all day.

I'm sure they were a fine couple, Chester,

but he's got to find a new life for himself.

He's not even trying.

Maybe I ought to get him a dinner, you know, Mr. Dillon?

That is if the office could afford it.

Probably a good idea.

I can't go any more.

Well, you ought to try, Pete.

Well, he's been trying, Chester.

It don't swallow good, Marshal.

I tell you, it's no good anymore.

Everything's gone.

You know, the farm's gone.

Yeah, I don't understand how it'd burn that way,

with you being there.

Well, I was drinking.

I've been drinking, you know that.

I was sitting at the kitchen table.

There was an oil lamp on it.

I woke up...

I must've knocked the lamp over.

I never saw the like of those flames.

You were lucky to get out alive, Pete.

I don't see it that way, Marshal.

Well, just stop to think about it a minute.

You ran out of the burning house, didn't you?

You tried to save your life.

That's just instinct, Marshal.

Well, yeah, sure it is.

The strongest instinct there is: self-preservation.

The will to live.

Yeah... Sure, I had that once.

When Mary and I had the farm.

Thought I'd live forever. I thought we both would.

Oh, nobody lives forever, Pete.

You know that.

The thing is, you got to live all you can while you can.

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

Why don't you try thinking about Mary for a change?

I don't think of anyone else.

Sure, you think about how much you miss her,

how poor life is without her.

You think that's what she'd want for you?

I can't think that way.

I don't care how you think,

but I think that you ought to go on trying to live

like a decent human being for her sake.

You owe it to her.

Well, how do I go about that, Marshal?

You tell me how.

Well, you get a job and you work

and you live and you eat and sleep like everybody else.

It talks real good.

Well, I'm not saying it's easy.

Maybe it's hard.

But it works, Pete.

You won't find better advice, Pete.

I'm the one has to take it, Chester.

I don't know if I can.

Well, you're not alone, you know that.

You got friends.

You understand?

You got friends.

Now, the cash is your job, Mr. Sievers.

Only the cash.

Another clerk handles the drafts,

the bank checks and the like.

All right, let's see now.

The, uh... the teller gives me the money he takes in,

and I write down the amount on the...

he writes down the amount on these slips of paper.

Now, you count the money,

making certain that it tallies with his notations on the slips.

You keep the bills in a pile together here,

you put the coins in these sacks,

and you make a running total on this pad of paper.

At the end of the day,

you make two copies of the grand total:

one for me,

and one to put in the safe with the money.

Very simple, isn't it?

Well, it is when you say it. I don't know.

It's a nice business, banking is.

Merely a matter of applying yourself.

We'll try it for a while,

see how it works.

I appreciate the chance, Mr. Botkin.

Hello, Nell.

Oh, hello, Kitty.

You came empty-handed?

Oh, well, just this once.

I... I've come for some advice.

My kind of advice?

Well, it's about a man.

Nell Shuler!

Oh...

Why, you're always too quick for me, Kitty.

I didn't mean to say it that way.

A hired man.

It's about a hired man.

That's a start.

Now, we haven't had anyone since Old Bayless died.

It seemed to me he did so little I could manage it myself, but...

well, I really can't, Kitty.

I thought maybe you could tell me about someone.

Well, I don't know.

I do know that you don't know very much about saloons,

and we're not exactly hiring halls.

Oh, I have someone in mind.

You do?

I just know who he is, but...

as to his character...

I thought you might advise me.

Pete Sievers... is that his name?

That's right.

He's working at the bank.

He's got that much character.

I know about his wife.

He lost his farm, too.

He's... he's always farmed, hasn't he?

Ever since I've known him.

As to his, um, drinking...

well, I'm no judge.

Is it a-a lot?

It was, Nell.

But he's trying awfully hard.

The last few weeks, he's really been trying awfully hard.

You like him, don't you?

Yes, I do.

Well, of course, then he... he might like banking.

Why don't you ask him?

Well, I think I'll do just that.

Well, farming's been my life, right enough, Miss Nell.

You've got a good one out there.

You know our farm, Mr. Sievers?

Yes, ma'am, I do.

I've admired it many's the time.

You've let it go some.

My father and Old Bayless are the only men

who ever worked Shuler farm.

You don't replace men like that without thought, Mr. Sievers.

Well, ground's no good lying fallow.

Kind of like people... gotta be worked.

You're willing to work hard?

I'm willing to try my best.

You'd have to judge, is that hard enough?

Well, Mr. Botkin's an old friend.

I'd-I'd want to give him a proper amount of notice.

Well, he's been good to me,

even though banking isn't the best thing I do.

I'd want to tell him myself.

But I suppose I should speak to him.

I think it's my place, Miss Nell.

Very well.

But I should think...

How much notice will you want to give?

A week.

I could be at your place a week from today.

Well, I'll...

I'll be expecting you, Mr. Sievers.

I hope you'll be comfortable here.

I'm not used to better.

Well, if everything's satisfactory.

I'd like to get started.

South field first, if it's all right with you.

All I ask is good hard work, Mr. Sievers.

Well, it won't be like working my own, but...

farming... it's the best I know.

My father would have liked that.

Yes'm.

Why, Leah.

I just thought I ought to see him.

Well, of course, dear.

Uh, Mr. Sievers, this is my young sister, Miss Leah Shuler.

Miss Leah.

Going to work for us, Mr. Sievers?

Yes, ma'am.

I think that ought to be nice.

Well, we mustn't keep him from his work.

Uh, we'll see you at supper, Mr. Sievers.

What do you do besides farmwork, Mr. Sievers?

I don't do much else, Miss Leah.

Not much of a life for a man.

I don't mind it.

Father worked the land, Leah.

There is no better life.

If I was a man,

I'd find ways to fill my time.

A man's free.

He can do most anything,

go most anywhere.

You think that, Mr. Sievers?

I guess it's, uh, true enough.

The wanderlust appeals to Leah.

We've not travelled much.

Why, Nell...

we drive most three miles to church every single Sunday.

And once a week, we go to the graveyard.

More peas, Mr. Sievers?

No, thank you, ma'am.

You're not eating, Leah.

You know I never eat when I'm excited, Nell.

We don't share our table very often, Mr. Sievers.

We Shulers traditionally live to ourselves.

Well, I was thinking I, uh, I might turn in now.

Well, if you feel you must.

Tomorrow's a long day.

We baked pies, Mr. Sievers.

We always bake pies.

Well, I've had plenty, thank you.

Good night, Miss Leah...

Miss Nell.

Some evening, you'll have to tell me where all you've been.

Oh, not far, ever.

Farther than me.

Mr. Sievers.

This isn't talk for the table.

I'm not long on any kind of talk, ma'am.

Nor am I.

I... I realize you've had

your share of misfortunes, Mr. Sievers.

I'm truly sorry for that.

Yes'm.

You have a reputation for drinking.

I must tell you that I can't condone that here.

You judge me on my work, Miss Nell.

If that don't please you, you let me go.

What else I do is up to me.

Just me.

Tuck him in, Nell?

You've talked very freely this evening, young lady.

I'd think about that, if I were you.

When you said "hired man,"

I thought you meant someone like Old Bayless.

Someone Papa's age.

Pete Sievers is young.

Mr. Sievers, dear.

He's still young.

We need a strong man for the work.

I know you're naturally friendly,

and that's a nice quality, Leah.

Mr. Sievers only works for us.

You must remember you're a Shuler.

I don't have to remember.

You're always around to remind me.

Giddup. Hah. Giddup.

Giddup.

Hyah.

Ho, ho!

It's cooler here under the tree.

Always is.

That water you got there?

Yesterday, at the barn,

is that the first time you remember seeing me?

First time I ever did.

You just never looked.

I've seen you before.

At the graveyard.

Oh?

Your wife's laid to rest nearby where my parents are.

I've watched you a lot.

Sit down with me, Pete.

I got most of the field yet to clear.

Well, I've brought your dinner.

You can stop for that.

I'm not hungry just yet, Miss Leah.

Pete, you always look so lonely.

I'd understand if you want to talk about her.

Well, I don't.

I don't want to talk about her.

Oh, we don't have to.

We won't.

You can just leave the dinner there, if you like, Miss Leah.

Thanks a lot for the water.

Pete...

I'm lonely, too.

I'm sorry.

Maybe not the way you're lonely, for someone.

With me, it's for anyone at all.

Even when Papa and Mama were alive, I was lonely.

Please talk to me.

Just for a little while.

I'm not paid to talk, Miss Leah.

Giddup, hyah.

Ho, ho!

Yes?

May I come in, dear?

I'm in bed, Nell.

I could see your light.

Do you feel all right, Leah?

All right, I guess.

You hardly touched your needlework today.

Now, if there's something wrong, we should talk about it.

Oh, Nell, nothing's wrong, nothing's right.

I'm just sick of needlework, that's all.

And baking and cleaning and everything we do.

You tried something new today.

Did I?

There's no need to be devious, dear.

I saw you out in the field with Mr. Sievers.

I just wanted to talk to him.

Think about it, Nell.

I haven't even seen many men.

Forgive me if I'm a little curious about them.

But you know, i-it really doesn't look well,

trailing out into the field after the hired man.

There wasn't much of a crowd around.

Oh, I'm not suggesting you had any wrongdoing in mind.

I took him some dinner.

He didn't even eat it.

You know, Leah...

I always try to lead my life

as if Mother and Father were with me,

watching and listening.

I try to measure up

to what they expected of me.

I'm sure you do.

It's a good guideline for living.

I commend it to you.

I'm 20 years old.

Pete Sievers' wife was dead when she was 20...

and I might as well be.

Why, Leah, you do get such ideas.

Don't you?

Oh, I guess you don't.

You're so busy being father and mother

and big sister and a Shuler,

I guess you don't have any time for ideas.

I don't mind my responsibilities.

They don't weigh on me.

And I enjoy our little talks.

You don't hear me, Nell.

Nell...

Someday, take a good look at me.

Look at me and listen to me.

I'm a woman.

I feel like a woman...

and I need like a woman.

Sleep well, dear.

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My, I wondered when you'd call it a day.

Well, just now, ma'am. Glad to do it.

I... I put some fresh towels and sheets in your room.

Oh, thank you.

I guess you know it's payday.

Yes, I do.

I don't mind that.

Well, you've earned it well.

I am very pleased with your work.

- Very pleased. - Thank you.

Uh, supper's most ready.

Father always cleaned up special of a Saturday night.

Had a cigar after supper.

I have a cigar for you, Mr. Sievers.

Oh, well...

that's very nice, Miss Nell.

I tell you...

I won't be taking supper here tonight.

I thought I might ride into Dodge.

Oh, I just supposed you'd...

Well, no matter.

When you're ready to leave,

you can stop off at the house for your pay.

I'll do that.

I am very pleased with your work.

Oh, I guess I said that before.

I don't mind hearing it again.

I dislike bringing this up again, Mr. Sievers,

but I do hope you won't get yourself

all whiskied up in town tonight.

You were to judge me on my work, Miss Nell.

Just my work.

Yes, so I was.

Oh, come in, Mr. Sievers.

Thank you.

Evening, Miss Leah.

We'll miss you at supper, Pete.

I'll get your money for you.

Perhaps you'd prefer me to keep some of this here for you.

I'll want all I earned, ma'am.

Thank you.

Pete...

What will you do in town?

I won't do any farming, I'll guarantee you that.

What Mr. Sievers does on his own time

is his own affair, Leah.

If a lady were to go to Dodge of a Saturday night,

what would she do?

Well, I guess she'd sit in the lobby of the Dodge House and...

rock a little, ma'am.

But you won't, will you?

No, ma'am.

Well, I can't think

what a lady would find to interest her there.

I'd like to see for myself.

I really would.

Why, Leah!

I'll say good night to you now.

Ah, I'll serve supper now, dear.

Good. And we can have a cigar after?

I know you're restless, dear.

We'll go to church tomorrow morning,

and you'll feel better about things, you'll see.

Ah... That's a good farm, Marshal.

I got the ground turned now.

Richest earth I've seen in a long time.

Well, you better get planting.

Monday. Start planting Monday.

How are you getting along with Nell and Leah?

Oh, fine.

Got a nice room out there, too.

It's in the barn, but it's nice.

What do you think about Leah?

Well, I don't think much about either of them, Miss Kitty.

I, uh... I keep busy.

You know, I'm always getting after Nell

to bring Leah and come into town more often.

You know, mix with people.

I wouldn't know about that.

Thing is, Marshal, it's a good job.

I think maybe my luck is changing.

Well, that's good, Pete. I'm glad to hear it.

Girl over there might want to have a drink with me.

If you'll excuse me, Miss Kitty?

Have fun, Pete.

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I'm glad you're home, Pete.

You better get out of here.

I've waited too long to go now.

Look, now, I need this job.

I've never kissed a man before, Pete.

I want to kiss you... whiskey and all.

I don't want to kiss you.

I've been here maybe an hour.

I couldn't sleep tonight.

I got to thinking about you in Dodge City...

maybe with a woman.

Were you, Pete?

Were you?

Now you hear me, Miss Leah.

There was only one woman for me, ever,

and she's gone.

You want to think about a man, you think about someone else!

I know it'll take time.

Just let me be near you once in a while.

Give me a little chance.

You can't stay here anymore now.

Miss Nell finds you here,

I don't know what she'll do to you

but she'll fire me sure.

She would, too.

I'll leave, Pete,

because I want you to be around.

I'll be around, too, you know?

A little every day.

I won't give up on you, Pete.

Not ever.

I must say you're very quiet this evening, Mr. Sievers.

I'm not a great talker anytime, ma'am.

After a night in Dodge City,

surely there must be some news to tell us.

I didn't hear any.

Perhaps it was a quiet night after all.

Oh, certainly, I never heard you come in.

I don't think Leah slept too well.

She dozed in church this morning.

The sermon was on conscience.

Mine is so clear I could sleep like a child.

Well, can I offer you something more, Mr. Sievers?

I'll just finish my coffee, thanks.

You do that.

Well, I left my needlework down by the brook.

I'll go fetch it.

I can get it for you, ma'am.

Thank you, no, I'll-I'll enjoy the air.

Do try to remember something of last night to tell Leah.

She's really very interested.

I couldn't sleep, even after I left you.

You brought that on yourself.

But I planned, I planned all night.

I've got some money.

It could be a start for us somewhere.

I'm not going anywhere with you.

I got this job. I need it! I want to keep it!

You get these crazy ideas out of your head!

I can make you forget all about Mary if you'd let me.

We could be free.

It wasn't at the brook at all.

Must have left it someplace else.

Leah, dear, why don't you run off to bed?

I know how tired you are.

I'll excuse myself, too, ma'am.

Good night, Mr. Sievers.

Good night.

You really look quite drawn, dear.

We should go to bed now.

All right, if you say so.

- Good night, dear. - Good night, Nell.

Yeah? Come in.

You've not gone to bed yet. That's good.

I assume I may come in.

Oh, sure, sure.

I must have a settling with you, Mr. Sievers.

Settling?

I shan't lie to you.

I did not go to the brook this evening.

I listened, quite purposefully, at the window.

I must say I was shocked at what I heard.

Well, you know your sister better than I do, Miss Nell.

But if I had anything to say about it...

You're quite right. I do know my sister better

than anyone knows her, Mr. Sievers.

And this thing you have done to her is very apparent.

Done to her?

She was with you here last night.

I know it.

Well, she was here when I got back from Dodge.

I don't know how you've influenced her to this extent,

but it was not my little sister talking to you tonight.

It was a person you've made her, Mr. Sievers.

Miss Nell, aren't you putting kind of an odd light on things?

Miss Leah's what you've made of her, I guess.

I'm not interested in your impudence.

I ask you to face up to things

as the man you're supposed to be.

You have encouraged Leah is some base way.

I ask you to admit it.

I haven't done a thing.

I think she's honest enough to tell you that.

Casting doubt on her honesty

is less than admirable, Mr. Sievers.

Miss Nell, I've told Miss Leah and I'll tell you.

There was only one woman for me ever, my wife.

I have no doubt your grief has twisted you.

I'm not trying to understand your motives, Mr. Sievers.

I have simply seen the results.

You have harmed my sister irreparably.

And I must meet my task with courage.

Miss Nell...

you're not gonna use that.

Everyone will understand the right of it.

I'm not afraid.

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Wouldn't you be more comfortable sitting down, dear?

No.

Shouldn't take the marshal long.

How can you be so calm?

Don't you know what you've done?

When you've done the right thing,

you know a wonderful peace of mind.

I loved him, Nell.

I'm sure he made you think so, dear.

He was shot from awfully close up.

I believe he tried to take the gun from me, Marshal.

Are you saying he was killed in the struggle for the gun?

Oh, indeed not.

The moment he lunged at me, I shot him.

Twice, I believe.

Why did you kill him?

Why, he was encouraging my sister, Marshal.

Enticing her to run away with him.

I'm all Leah's got. I've got to protect her.

Look at me, Nell.

You know better.

Pete didn't encourage me a nickel's worth.

I threw myself at him, and he wanted no part of me.

You can see for yourself, Marshal.

He's still got her believing it.

I can't blame the child.

There was a time when I almost fell prey to him myself.

Had it not been for my great strength.

I loved him, Marshal.

I loved him.

You'll have to come with me, ma'am.

Oh, yes, I rather expected to.

I've packed a few things. I'll go fetch them.

What will happen to her, Marshal?

Well, I don't know.

There'll be a trial and all.

But the way she's twisted things...

I think she believes what she told you.

I think she does, too.

See, sometimes people can get right and wrong confused.

I think the judge will find that your sister is sick.

I don't know what will happen to me.

I always wanted to be free...

and now I am,

it's kind of frightening.

Well, you know, being free can take some getting used to.

But I think once you do,

you'll probably find you like it.

I'm ready, Marshal.

Nell...

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