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Starring James Arness as Matt Dillon.

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Whoa. Whoa, there.

Well...

it's still standing.

Yeah.

If we'd put off coming another week, it wouldn't be.

I promise you a palace when I married you?

Yes, you did.

Well, this ain't it.

Five years can ruin a place.

A place needs care.

Needs to be lived in.

It needs money.

Well, so this is home, huh?

Is this what you meant when you promised me a fine house

and good clothes and plenty to eat and...

no worries?

You can go back, Lily. I won't make you stay.

Back? Back to what?

That saloon in Hays?

No.

I was in that saloon for six years, Leo,

and after six years of being a saloon girl,

I guess I can face almost anything.

Even this.

But like you say, I misled you.

I promised you all kinds of nice things.

You also promised to marry me, Leo.

And you did.

You know, men don't just marry women like me.

You know, I owe you something, and, I, uh...

I'm gonna pay you back.

You don't love me, do you, Lily?

I... now, Leo, I-I never...

I never once said that I did.

But... I made a deal, and I'm...

I'm gonna... keep it.

I don't reckon I can ask more than that.

You proved yourself, Lily.

Now I... I'm gonna prove myself.

You come inside.

Um... what are you gonna prove in here, Leo?

Just wait.

Did you hide the family fortune in there?

I sure did, Lily.

I sure did.

There.

Well... what is it?

It's heavy.

Leo...

Leo, this... this isn't gold?

It sure is, Lily.

It sure is.

Well, then we're rich!

We'll be going into Dodge tomorrow, Lily.

We'll, uh... we'll start buying things.

But I... I can't believe this!

I told you I had money, didn't I?

You believed me then.

No, no, not really, but I...

I had nothing to lose, so I took a chance.

- And you won. - I guess I did.

The first time in my life.

Leo, now, um...

nobody can take this away from you?

Now, don't you go worrying about that, Lily.

This gold is mine.

I earned it the... the hardest way there is to earn it.

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That's the store, Lily.

You go pick out anything you want.

- I'll be along in about an hour. - Well, you just take your time,

because I'm gonna be having the time of my life.

All right.

- Oh, Leo? - Huh?

Thank you.

Surprised, Botkin?

Leo Pitts.

I thought you were...

I'm a hard man to get rid of, Botkin.

I'd like you to weigh this out and credit me with it.

I'm opening an account here.

Any objections, Botkin?

Well, gold is gold, they say.

Is that what they say, Botkin?

- Well, you know. - Yeah.

It's all right, isn't it, my opening an account here?

Why, I-I'm sure it is, Leo.

Well, then let's get this gold weighed.

Certainly. Certainly.

Here, I'll put mine in first, Leo.

All right.

There.

You know, Leo...

there's one thing I don't understand.

What's that?

Well, if you're gonna get the place fixed up

and running again like you said,

won't you need tools and nails and axes and hammers,

things like that?

In time, Lily.

I didn't know you... bought a gun.

That's the first thing I did buy.

I just never saw you wear one before.

I didn't have the need then, Lily.

Well, why'd you buy one now?

I got a job to do.

Job?

There's a U.S. Marshal here, Lily, named Matt Dillon.

I'm gonna kill him.

But right now, let's, uh... let's get on home.

All right, Chief.

Oh, hello, Matt.

Hello, Mr. Botkin.

Well, uh, Chester entertaining you there?

Well, frankly, no.

Did Doc give you a pill, Mr. Dillon?

- Why? Are you sick, Matt? - Well, he was fevered, yeah.

Aw, never mind, Chester.

What can I do for you, Mr. Botkin?

Leo Pitts is back.

Leo Pitts?

Sit down, Mr. Botkin.

Came into my bank about an hour ago.

He had a metal box full of gold bullion.

About $5,000 worth.

Five thousand?

That's a lot of money.

The Overland Express claim they lost $8,000, as I remember.

Yeah. It was about three months after that before I caught Leo.

Yeah, he was over in Abilene gambling high, remember?

Probably spent it there.

Five years in prison, huh?

How's he look?

Oh, about the same.

Marshal, that gold didn't have a mark on it.

No. It was established at the trial

they couldn't prove where it came from.

There's nothing can be done?

No.

Leo was caught, tried, and he served his sentence.

Far as I know, he doesn't have to prove where

that gold came from.

And you can't try a man twice, can you?

No.

Five years, $5,000.

I'd say he's lost a whole lot more than he's gained.

He's still nothing but a bandit.

Oh, he might've changed.

Oh, you don't believe that any more than I do, Marshal.

Well, I thought you ought to know about it.

Appreciate your coming by, Mr. Botkin.

Well, you should be the first to know.

- So long. - So long.

You know, Mr. Dillon, Leo Pitts ain't the type to forget.

He's more than likely carrying a grudge against you

for putting him in prison.

Well, if I worried about that every time, Chester,

I'd never make any arrests at all.

Hello, Kitty.

Oh, you don't look sick to me.

Well, I didn't tell her nothing.

Doc gives you one pill,

and pretty soon the whole town knows about it.

Well, if we didn't love you, we wouldn't worry about you.

Doesn't look to me like I'm

gonna have to worry about you much.

You're selling plenty of whiskey here tonight.

It's the end of the month.

- There's a lot of money in town. - Yeah.

Leo Pitts hasn't been in to spend any of his, though.

Chester told me... Among other things.

Matt, is Leo really gonna be able to keep all that gold?

Well, I told Mr. Botkin today, as far as I'm concerned, he can.

But, you know, I've been thinking about it,

and I think I better get an official decision on that.

Well, how are you gonna go about getting that?

Well, I'm gonna ride down to Larned.

Judge Brooking's down there on circuit right now.

Heavens, that's a 60-mile ride from here.

I know it... and I want you to stay here; I'll need you here.

Well, anything that you say, Mr. Dillon. I...

I'm gonna start early in the morning,

so I'm gonna get to bed.

I'll see you in a couple days, Kitty.

Good luck, Matt.

Well, I... I better get to bed myself.

You know, I want to be on my toes for tomorrow.

I-I'll have to tell you that story later.

Say, Chester, get a lamp lit, will you?

- I'm gonna check out back. - Yes, sir.

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Hold it.

The next one goes dead center.

You stand right there.

Well, Leo Pitts.

I heard you were back.

What happened?

Well, he tried to take a shot at you through the window, Chester.

I wasn't after him.

No, I imagine not.

It was probably me you were after, wasn't it?

Leo Pitts, I heard he was in town.

He try to shoot you, Marshal?

Tried to bushwhack him through the window, the dirty coward.

Go on home, Leo.

You should've killed me, Marshal.

Maybe.

I'll get you yet one way or another.

Maybe next time you try, I'll have to kill you then, Leo.

But if you're smart, you'll forget about it.

It's over and done with.

Anybody ever lock you up for...

for five years?

Leo, I'm trying to give you a chance.

I ought to throw you in jail.

But I'm gonna let you go on one condition:

I never see you around Dodge again.

Now, go on home.

You darned fool, Marshal.

Should've killed him while you had the chance.

Now, maybe next time, I'll ask your advice, Kelly.

Are you sure that you ought to be making this trip, Mr. Dillon?

Yeah. Yeah, I'm all right, Chester.

Well, you don't look all right.

You look real fevered.

Look worse than you did yesterday.

Well, I'm gonna see Judge Brooking in Larned tonight,

and I'll be back here tomorrow night.

Well, hadn't you ought to just stop by and let Doc

take a look at you at least before you go?

That old sawbones? What's he gonna do,

give me another pill or something?

Well, I'm gonna tell him what you said.

I'm gonna tell him just exactly what you called him.

Well, let him get a little sleep first.

I'll see you later.

You get to feeling too bad, you get under a tree

and get some shade, you hear?

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Hi.

Something wrong with you?

What day is it?

Saturday.

Saturday...

- That's two days. - What?

I left Dodge two days ago.

Are you drunk?

I got a fever.

I got to get some water.

Some folks got no sense at all.

Can't take care of theirselves nohow.

Help yourself.

That's mighty generous of you.

Say, do me a favor, will you?

That horse of mine hasn't had a thing to drink

for two days, either. Would you bring him over?

I ain't no hired hand.

But I'll bring him over for you.

You say this ain't your place?

You sure do make yourself right to home, don't you?

- Say, you heading into Dodge? - Yeah.

Look, there's a doctor in there. His name's Adams.

Would you tell him to come out here and get me?

I'm too weak to ride.

They also got a U.S. Marshal in that town,

and I'm also gonna tell him.

Now, don't you move until I get out of here.

Well, you better tell him my name.

- What is it? - Matt Dillon.

I'll tell him, Dillon.

You won't get far... He'll find you.

Come on. Hyah!

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Whoa.

Ah.

Hi, Doc.

Some old man by the name of Clabe Adams rode in

and said you were sick out here.

Well, I feel some better, I think.

Well, let me be the judge of that.

That crazy old man Clabe said you'd murdered somebody

out here in cold blood. What's the matter?

Was he off his rocker when you seen him?

No, I'm afraid not, Chester.

Leo Pitts is in there, and the way it looks, I killed him.

What?

Yeah.

As far as I can tell, there's no bad aftereffects.

I think you're gonna be all right, okay?

Mr. Dillon, did-did...

did you take a good look at him?

What do you mean?

Well, Leo Pitts ain't armed.

He... he wasn't wearing a gun.

He wasn't?

Well, he had two bullet holes in him, I saw that.

I took two empty shells out of my gun.

Well, you couldn't have shot him.

You wouldn't have shot an unarmed man.

Well, then how come I got the empty shells?

Well, can't you recall any... any of this at all?

Doc, that's the bad part about it...

I can't remember anything.

Look, that fella Clabe that came back into town,

he probably saw Pitts was unarmed, huh?

Well...

yeah, I suppose he did, now that I think about it.

All he said was there's a man out here named...

Matt Dillon that killed a fella in cold blood.

Course, nobody's gonna believe him... he's crazy.

Uh... Doc, I'll ride back into town with you.

Chester, would you bury this

and bring my horse back in for me?

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Mrs. Pitts.

Who are you?

I'm Matt Dillon, the U.S. Marshal.

Oh. Uh... come in.

What's on your mind?

I'm afraid I've got some bad news for you, ma'am.

I'm afraid you're a little late, Marshal.

A cowboy who knew Leo rode by early this morning.

He was in Dodge last night.

Heard all about it.

Ah.

Well, then you know that they're saying I shot Leo,

- and that he was unarmed. - Yes.

Well, I was in a fever the whole time, ma'am.

I don't remember a thing about it.

Don't you, Marshal?

No, ma'am, I don't.

Well, I suppose that is something

a man would like to forget, isn't it?

Shooting an unarmed man.

Tell you the truth, ma'am,

I don't believe that it was me that did it.

If I was conscious enough to shoot a man,

I'd be conscious enough to see that he was unarmed.

In my mind, there's no two ways about that.

You really believe that, don't you?

Mrs. Pitts, I don't know who shot your husband, or why,

but I'm gonna make it my business to find out.

Sooner or later, I'll find out.

In the meantime, everybody thinks you did it.

Well, I'm afraid people will just have to believe

what they want to.

Hmm.

Well, whenever you find the man that killed Leo,

then maybe I'll believe it, too.

Couldn't ask for any more than that.

Marshal.

Sit down. I'll fix you a cup of coffee.

All right.

You know, I, uh...

I really should hate you.

Well, I, uh, wouldn't blame you for that.

You think they'll try you for murder?

Cowboy said there was an old man who saw the whole thing.

I mean, he saw... Leo didn't have a gun.

- I know. - I'll tell you something.

You're a lot different than I expected.

That so?

Well, from what Leo said,

I thought you were the devil himself.

Yeah, Leo carried

quite a grudge against me, didn't he?

Leo was wrong sometimes, Marshal, but...

he wasn't all bad.

I never figured he was.

He married me.

He knew I'd been a saloon girl for the last six years.

How many men do you know who'd marry a... saloon girl?

I owed him a lot.

Well, thanks for the coffee, Mrs. Pitts.

If there's anything I can do for you,

you let me know.

Yeah, I'll let you know.

Good-bye.

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Mmm, excuse me, Mr. Dillon.

Well, there you are.

Now, that there is just as fresh as a June morning.

Oh. Thank you.

Well, I'll go on down and get the mail.

Well, that's a good idea.

Uh... well, hello.

How do you do, m...? Uh, come in, come in.

Why, thank you.

Uh, Mr. Dillon?

Well.

Hello, Mrs. Pitts.

This is Chester Goode. Mrs. Pitts, Chester.

- Oh, uh, I declare. - Chester.

Well, wouldn't you like to sit down?

Yes, thank you.

Oh, uh, the mail, yeah.

Well, I, uh... I got to be going.

It was awful nice to have met you, Mrs. Pitts.

Uh... same here, Chester.

Well, now it's my turn to get you a cup of coffee.

Thank you.

Oh, by the way,

I do have a name... It's, um... it's Lily,

and I would prefer you call me that.

Fine.

Now, tell me, uh, what brings you to Dodge?

Well...

the prairie's no place for a woman alone.

You mean you're gonna stay here?

Mmm, all depends.

Well, one of the things I want to get straightened out

is about the gold Leo put in the bank.

Oh, have you been over to see Mr. Botkin,

the president, over there?

Mmm. He, uh, said the circuit court judge

was due in today.

Mm-hmm. Well, maybe we can get a lot of this settled.

Mmm.

Well, tell me, Marshal, will, um...

will that gold really be mine?

Well, it'll be up to Judge Brooking to decide.

Marshal, I know what you're thinking...

I'm a cold-blooded woman who never did love her husband,

talking like this, Leo hardly in his grave.

No, you have to make your plans.

Mmm.

Well, you see, I was grateful to Leo for marrying me.

I never once...

not-not once did I ever tell him that I loved him.

But I was grateful, and... and I owed him a lot.

Do you, uh... do you believe me?

No reason not to.

Mmm.

Well, a woman, uh...

like me doesn't have to lie very much.

We... stopped hiding things a long time ago.

Anyway, I'm staying, uh, in town overnight.

Well, good. As soon as I've talked to the judge,

I'll let you know.

Oh, about the money, yes.

Uh, what if he says that, um, you'll have to stand trial?

Well, then I guess I'll just have to stand trial.

Mmm.

You don't seem very worried about it.

Well, I'll tell you, I've taken chances too long

to start worrying about 'em now.

But you could hang for this.

I don't think so... There weren't any witnesses.

Prison?

That's possible.

Well...

I must be going.

All right.

I'll let you know about the money.

Fine. I have a room at the Dodge House.

Uh... I don't understand this myself,

but I... find it harder and harder to hate you.

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Hello, Judge.

Oh, Marshal Dillon. Sit down, sit down.

Thank you.

Well, you look all right to me.

- How's that? - Well, that fever you had.

I thought you might be looking peaked.

Oh, well, you heard about that already?

- Certainly. - Well, I was on my way

up to Larned to see you when it hit me.

So I hear, so I hear.

Judge, I didn't expect you in town for another week or so.

Well, we wound things up fast in Larned.

That's why I sent you the telegram.

Uh-huh. Well, what time did your stage get in?

Early. There was an extra stage.

Oh. I didn't know that.

Well, I guess you've heard the story, then,

all about Leo Pitts.

Oh, yes, yes, I heard about him.

The fact that I shot him?

Yes, that's what I heard, all right.

And that he was unarmed?

That's what they told me.

That's what everybody thinks.

Well, you know, Judge, I've been in your courtroom

a lot of times over the years, but never as a defendant.

Oh. So you think you should stand trial, do you?

Well, I'm the defendant, Judge; that's not up to me to say.

I've known you for a long time, Matt Dillon,

and I think I'm a fair judge of character.

I kind of doubt you shot that fella.

Well, Judge, I appreciate you saying that.

But, you know, somehow all the evidence

seems to point to the fact that I did shoot him.

Yes.

Yes, that's right.

But when I close my eyes

and try to picture Leo Pitts standing there unarmed

and you firing on him, and...

well, it just don't work.

And I've got a good imagination, too.

Yes, I have.

You know, Judge,

uh, to tell you the truth, I was in a big fever,

and I just don't remember a thing that happened.

Fevered or freezing, Matt Dillon, drunk or sober...

a man's basic moral instincts are still working.

So like I say, I...

I just can't see you pulling the trigger

on a helpless man.

I've already written out my decision.

Sent it to the Justice Department in Washington.

No trial?

No trial.

Well...

I thank you, Judge.

Oh, uh... and about that other matter... Leo Pitts' gold...

You were right there, too.

It's his... or rather, it's his widow's now.

All clear and legal.

Well...

By golly, you get around fast, Judge.

I ran into Mr. Botkin.

I told him.

Then I found Mrs. Pitts here at the hotel, and I told her.

It's a good thing I didn't meet that stage this morning.

I might have just got in your way.

Well, I... I guess I should have let you know I was here,

but I enjoyed doing it this way.

You don't mind, do you?

No, Judge...

I don't mind.

Well, what other business there is,

we'll take up tomorrow.

I'm going to bed.

Good night.

Marshal?

Hey, Marshal.

This is for you.

Oh, thanks. Uh... who's it from?

You better read it.

I was just paid to deliver it.

"Room 21. Dodge House.

"Must see you.

Lily."

What's that about?

I don't know.

I guess I better get over there and find out.

See you later.

Um, come in.

Well, Marshal Dillon.

- Come in. - Lily.

Uh, please come in.

As a matter of fact,

I've been waiting for you.

- Sit down. - Look, I can only...

I insist.

Oh, it's all right. Sit down.

Uh, can I offer you a drink?

Oh, no, thanks.

What was it you wanted to see me about?

Oh, um, Judge Brooking came to see me late today.

Yeah, he told me.

Well, then you know. Uh...

there's no question about Leo's gold... it's...

clear and free.

Belongs to you now.

You know, I have a...

a confession to make to you, Marshal.

I don't hate you at all anymore.

Well... glad to hear that, Lily.

Uh, but, uh, what'd you want to see me about?

Me.

- You. - Mm-hmm.

What are you gonna do about me?

What am I gonna do about you?

Well, don't you even find me attractive?

Sure. Sure, I do, but, uh...

Well, listen, there's-there's also the ranch land and $5,000.

Now... now, you and I could have a great deal of fun

spending that together.

Hmm?

Um...

Sorry, Lily.

Uh, do you realize I've just offered you a fortune

with no strings attached?

Yeah.

- So long. - Mmm.

Hmm.

Marshal Dillon.

I been waiting for you.

I'm Sam Pitts.

- Sam Pitts? - Mm-hmm.

Leo's brother.

Word come about Leo, and I rode down from the Smoky Hill River.

I see.

Well, uh, Pitts, look, I'm sorry about your brother,

but I'm afraid there's not much can be done for him now.

Oh, yeah.

I can do my duty by him.

What does that mean?

Well, that means I got to revenge him, Marshal.

The way I heard it, Marshal,

the way everybody here's been telling the story,

I thought it was you I was gonna have to kill.

You thought it was?

Well, I been watching you.

I been watching you real close.

You didn't do it.

You didn't shoot him.

What makes you think that?

Well, I got my own mind, Marshal,

and I got my own ideas.

I hear the woman that Leo married,

she's one of them...

one of them w-women.

Well, your brother married her. Isn't that good enough for you?

I guess you ain't been around much, Marshal.

But them kind of women, they're...

they're evil.

I, uh... I just wanted to tell you so...

so you wouldn't be worried about getting killed.

- Good night, Marshal. - Pitts.

You leave this to me, you hear?

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- Lily. - Oh... Oh.

- Give you a hand. - Thank you, Marshal.

I, um... I decided I'd go out to the house for the last time.

What do you mean?

Oh, I have a small trunk of personal things.

I thought I'd go out and bring it back in.

Well, what then?

Well, I'll probably sell the land.

Mr. Botkin says it should bring $1,000 or so.

Good luck.

Well, luck is something you make, Marshal.

Something you work for.

- Well, maybe. - Oh.

Like you and me.

Now, if you had accepted my offer

last night, that would've been pure luck.

Oh, by the way, I'm not going to leave Dodge.

I'm going to live here.

You know what that means?

That means I'm going to change your mind about me.

Oh.

Mr. Dillon, did you know that Leo Pitts's brother's in town?

Yeah.

You did? Well, you never told me nothing about it.

Well, I saw him on the street the other night.

- Where'd you see him? - Well, I didn't.

I-I was just down at Moss's place,

and he told me it was him. He's gone now.

- Huh? - Yeah.

Moss said that he'd left just a few minutes before I got there.

Where'd he go? Did Moss say?

Said that he asked the way to Leo's place, that's all.

If he come to bury his brother, he's kind of late, ain't he?

Come on.

We better get out there.

Well, I guess Sam Pitts is here all right.

Yeah.

Check back there, Chester.

Lily.

Lily, what happened?

Sam Pitts...

thought I... I did it.

Killed Leo.

And he...

he beat me...

to make me admit it.

Where's Sam now?

He saw you coming, and...

he ran out.

He ain't back there, Mr. Dillon.

- You want to look outside for him? - No, not just now.

I, uh... Let-let me talk.

- Now, just take it easy, Lily. - No, now, listen.

See, Leo saw you that day...

riding.

He went back to get his gun.

And I... I followed him back to the cabin,

because I...

I-I didn't want to see him get killed, and...

By the time I got there,

he was dead, and...

you were passed out.

Well, you're saying that I killed him, then.

But he had his gun in his hand, and he...

he'd have killed you anyway.

Well, he didn't have no gun when we saw him.

I took it.

And his gun belt, too.

But why, Lily?

Well...

Leo wanted to... to get you,

and he didn't.

And I-I owed Leo an awful lot.

So I...

I tried to get even with you for him anyway,

even though he was dead.

I-I didn't know you then, Marshal, and...

That came later.

Did you tell Sam all this?

Oh, I-I would have...

but he saw you coming, and he...

oh... he hit me with a chair, and he...

and he... and he ran.

Chester, you do what you can for her.

That was just a warning, Marshal.

You better back out while you still got a chance.

Lily didn't kill your brother, Pitts.

Well, you ain't taking me in just for...

for beating her a little.

I killed him.

I figure she set it up to make it look that way.

Well, I believe her.

It was me that killed him, but he was armed.

Now you're lying.

No, Lily hid the gun.

A woman like that... and you believe her?

Yes.

Well, that makes me change my mind about you, Marshal.

You're no good, either.

It was you that done it, all right.

Leo was armed, I tell you.

You and that woman...

you're both evil.

I'm gonna kill you now.

You got him, huh?

Yeah.

Mr. Dillon, uh...

Lily... she's dead.

She said for me to tell you something.

She said that, uh, you ought to not worry

because, uh, she wouldn't be bothering you no more.

What-what'd she mean by that?

Well... maybe I'll tell you sometime, Chester.

Yes, sir.

Come on.