Original subtitles

Starring James Arness as Matt Dillon.

Clara... where you going?

You need attention, Ned.

You ain't going into Dodge.

I can't just sit by.

They've caused you enough hurt.

You ain't going in!

Clara!

They'll only do you harm!

They hate us, Clara!

Clara!

Well, Mr. Dillon, I think while you're gone,

I'll just give this place a good old scrubbing.

Needs a little paint, too.

Well, now wait a minute, Chester.

Don't get anything too big started.

I'm only gonna be gone a couple of days, you know.

Well, you never can tell.

Last time that you was up at Platte,

them people kept you there three weeks.

Yeah, but this isn't gonna be that way.

Now, listen, would you have Quint fix the lock

on that rear cell while I'm gone?

Oh, yeah, I sure will.

Mr. Dillon, look.

That's Clara Wright.

Why don't you get out of town?

We don't want your kind around Dodge!

- Yeah! -Yeah! - That's right!

I need a doctor!

My husband's sick.

You ain't welcome here!

You was told that three months ago!

We told her!

We don't need her!

We know about you!

What's going on, Mrs. Crown?

There's some of us, Marshal, don't take to the notion

of a murderer's wife walking around Dodge

free and easy, like decent folk.

She has as much right

to walk the streets of Dodge as anybody does.

Now why don't you folks mind your business and go on home?

What is it, Mrs. Wright?

I just wanted to fetch the doctor.

They wouldn't let me pass.

Is your husband sick again, Mrs. Wright?

I think Ned's dying.

I... I ran in all the way.

Why don't you get her up to Doc's, Chester?

Yeah, Doc will have him up and about in no time.

Marshal.

Mr. Calvin, Mrs. Calvin.

Marshal.

Most people in Dodge side with Mrs. Crown.

Well, now, you know Ned Wright had a fair trial.

The jury found him innocent.

Yes, I know.

A lot of people thought he was turned loose

because he was a dying man anyway.

Mr. Calvin, I know David Bentley was a friend of yours.

He made a lot of friends during the two weeks he was in Dodge.

I was one of 'em.

I don't think that's any reason for people to go around

hounding Mrs. Wright, do you?

Oh, I haven't anything against her.

As a matter of fact, I pity her, Marshal.

Good day.

Doc?

Yeah, Ned, it's Doc.

Just be quiet now.

- Clara... - Yes?

Clara, I was afraid you wouldn't get back in time.

Doc's here now.

He's gonna give you some medicine.

You'll get well.

There ain't nothing you can do for me now, Doc.

Not this time.

Thanks, anyway, for coming.

Chester, get me some water, will you?

Medicine ain't gonna do any good, Doc.

Clara...

Yes?

So many years...

and nothing but poverty and bitter memories

to leave you.

I-I...

I wanted so much for you.

Oh, Ned, you-you give me so much.

All a woman ever really cares about...

that's her man's love.

Ned, here now.

Here's a pill for you.

Here's some water.

Clara?

Yes, Ned?

Uh... there's something you ought to know.

I want you to tell the marshal...

What?

I killed David Bentley.

No!

I lied at the trial, Clara.

No, Ned, you never lied in your life.

This once, I did.

I... I was out hunting.

I saw Bentley ride up alone.

I... I knew who he was.

I... I'd seen the kind of money he always carried on him.

He-He said he was leaving Dodge, and asked directions.

I-I...

I rode a little way with him and...

I shot him.

Oh, Ned... Ned, why?

Why?

I knew I was going.

Only a few months left.

I... I wanted to be able to have some money and...

go away afterwards, but you...

you know the cruel thing?

He... He didn't have any money on him.

Ned...

Oh, Ned, why?!

Oh...

You live with a man for more'n 20 years...

you think you know him...

but you don't.

There must've been a side to Ned that he never shared with me...

a side that could kill.

I didn't know that man.

That wasn't my husband.

No, ma'am.

I think we better get started, Clara.

Uh, I'd like to be alone just a few minutes.

♪♪

What is it, Albert?

I don't know.

- Oh, Jim! Jim... - Yes, sir?

What's going on over there?

Why, Ned Wright's dead, Mr. Calvin.

What?

Yeah. And on his deathbed he confessed.

Said he really did kill David Bentley.

Why, Chester heard him and so did Doc.

They're all over there at the marshal's office right now.

And Mrs. Wright's over there with 'em.

What's to become of her now?

People have hurt her, Albert.

I'd like to help her somehow.

Perhaps she could stay with us.

But...

Oh, you mean, live with us?

She has no one.

We could do that much.

Sure she wouldn't be a bother?

Oh, no, Albert.

Please? Please.

All right, Emily.

You know I never denied you anything.

Come on.

You ain't got no kinfolk at all?

A brother.

In, uh, Salina, I think.

Well, won't he take you in, Clara?

I wouldn't let him.

We've never wrote back and forth since I married Ned.

Goodness, seems like if he's your brother...

He's got his own family.

Mr. Calvin, Mrs. Calvin.

Chester, Doc.

Mrs. Calvin, sit down, please.

Thank you, Doctor.

What, uh... what can we do for you, Mr. Calvin?

Mrs. Wright, we heard about Ned confessing and, uh...

Mr. Calvin, if you've come here

to tell me you knew it all along, you can spare me that.

We've come about you, Mrs. Wright,

not about your husband.

It's gonna take you a little time

to pull yourself together, Mrs. Wright.

We're offering you lodgings in our home.

That is, if you'll accept.

In your home?

Why?

Why're you being so kind to me now?

We want to make amends.

Mrs. Calvin, right after the trial, I come into Dodge

to buy me some cloth.

You was in the store, too.

And you said to the owner, "If you let that woman in,

I'm never buying anything here again."

I know, I know.

I've been deeply ashamed ever since.

That don't make things easier now.

Mrs. Wright, try to understand.

David Bentley was a dear and wonderful friend.

When your husband was freed of his murder,

I was angry and hurt.

And I took that anger and hurt out on you.

Believe me, I am sorry.

Clara, I...

I think you maybe you ought to consider this offer.

I... Well, you know, you got to

you got to make a new life for yourself.

Well, I think the doc's right.

I think that when people find out

that the Calvins are caring for you, well, I...

I think that most everybody will be friendly to you.

You don't...

you don't know how much I've wanted...

needed... friends.

We'll be your friends, Mrs. Wright.

Good friends.

I'll, uh, fetch the buggy around.

Come on... let's go.

I'll light a lamp.

Well, how do you like it?

If Ned could see me now.

He always wanted these nice things for me.

Come on, Mrs. Wright, I'll take you to your room.

Well, afternoon, Quint.

Hello, Chester.

Say, we got a lock over on one of our cell doors needs fixing.

You think you might be able to get to it?

You need it right away?

Well, the sooner the better, yeah.

Well, I can get to it in the morning.

Well.

Say, you heard about Ned Wright confessing, didn't you?

Yeah, I heard about it.

You, uh...

you-you knowed him pretty good, didn't you?

You used to go hunting with him and all?

I've hunted with him.

You think that he killed David Bentley?

He confessed, didn't he?

Well, yeah, that ain't what I asked you.

You think that he killed David Bentley?

No.

Why not?

You hunt with a man, you get to know him.

Killing wasn't in Ned Wright.

Well, do you think that he might have done it

to get money for his wife?

David Bentley had money.

Now, do you think maybe he done it for a reason like that?

Chester, Ned Wright lived a hard life.

Hard enough to turn anybody else to stone.

If it'd been a hundred times harder,

he wouldn't have done anything like that.

I knew him.

Thanks, Quint.

It might sound like a crazy idea to you, Doc,

but, uh, I just ain't been able to get it off my mind.

I been thinking about it

all last night and all this morning.

Well, it's not the first crazy idea you ever had

and this probably won't be the last either, Chester.

You see, Ned Wright could've confessed

just so's that people would have taken pity on Clara

and felt sorry for her,

so's that they'd take her in, like the Calvins done.

But he didn't kill David Bentley, though.

Why don't you just leave it be, Chester?

You got nothing to go on.

Ned Wright just ain't the kind to just walk out on the prairie

and shoot somebody down in cold blood.

Chester, I treated Ned Wright.

Now, I know exactly how he felt about Clara.

No way to know how desperate a man might get when he knows

he's dying and he's kind of worried

about whether his widow's gonna be taken care of properly.

Well, he's just such a kind and polite feller.

It just don't figure.

I know that!

Who's that? You know him?

Looks like a gunman to me.

His name's Fletcher.

He was in here last night.

Said he was just passing through.

He's kind and polite, too.

- Hello, Mr. Fletcher. - Ma'am.

Oh, sit down, sit down.

Did they, uh, make you comfortable over at the hotel?

Well, after six days' ride, any place would be comfortable.

Still thinking about moving on tomorrow?

Tomorrow, the next day.

I have to get some rest before I go on.

Well, what can I get you to drink?

Just beer.

I don't drink whiskey.

That's just my luck... Gunman comes to town,

Mr. Dillon's gone.

Gunman?

Doesn't look like

he's gonna cause any trouble to me.

Well, I sure hope not.

Where you going?

Well, I got things that I gotta do.

Well, why don't you stay and finish the faro game?

Kitty'll be back in a minute.

Well, Doc, I told you I got things to do.

Oh, I know, you're gonna take those things out to Clara, huh?

Yeah, that's right, uh-huh.

Well, I'll help you.

Well, that ain't necessary.

I can manage it.

Thanks a whole lot.

Here you are.

Thank you, ma'am.

Something wrong, ma'am?

No.

I just noticed your hands.

They don't look like you've ever worked with them.

Oh, I've... I work with them.

Here we are, Albert.

- Oh! - Doesn't she look pretty?

Oh, fine, well, just fine.

I never had nothing with... with lace before.

Sure look pretty, Mrs. Wright; mighty pretty.

Thank you.

Ah, excuse me.

Whoa!

Ah, it's Chester Goode.

Come in, Chester.

Well, thank you.

Hello, Chester.

Well, my goodness, now ain't you the one?

Wait till you see the bonnet that goes with it.

What do you got in the wagon, Chester?

Oh, say, I brought your furniture over, Mrs. Wright.

Oh, Chester, you didn't need to go to all that trouble.

Well, that wasn't no trouble at all.

Where would you like for them to put it?

I'll call a couple of men,

we'll put it in the barn; it'll be safe there.

Oh, uh... perhaps Mrs. Wright has a favorite piece

that she would like in her bedroom near her.

Oh, mercy, Mrs. Calvin.

Ain't a thing in that whole pile worth keeping.

Barn'll do fine, Mr. Calvin.

All right, I'll call the men.

Uh, we're going to have tea, Chester.

Will you join us?

Oh, thank you a whole lot, Mrs. Calvin.

I think I ought to get back to Dodge 'fore dark.

Good-bye, then.

I'll get our tea things.

Ned made that old bureau himself...

right after we was married.

He was so proud of it; it was the first thing he ever made.

I'd have kind of liked to...

kept that in my room, close by.

When Ned was working with wood,

his hands'd get so-so gentle.

It ain't easy to accept the fact

that those same hands could kill.

Well, uh, maybe'll I'll come by from time to time, Mrs. Wright,

just to see how you're making out.

Well, that'd be real nice, Chester.

Thank you.

Well, good-bye.

Bye.

Tea's ready, Clara.

I'm, uh, sorry about your furniture.

Albert didn't mean to be rude.

He means to be kind.

Sometimes he just doesn't know how.

Oh, I know.

But don't you apologize for him, Mrs. Calvin.

I used to think he was a hard man, but he ain't.

I've watched him with you.

He loves you.

I think he'd do anything for you.

I'm gonna miss that in the years ahead;

a man who'd do anything for you.

Uh, the wagon'll be ready for you

in a few minutes, Chester.

Oh, all right.

What, something troubling you?

Uh, Mr. Calvin, uh, David Bentley stayed here

with you, didn't he?

Yeah. What about it?

Well, did he ever say anything to you or Mrs. Calvin

about anybody that wanted to kill him?

Chester, Ned Wright confessed.

Now what more is there to know?

Well, yeah, but just suppose, just supposing now,

that he didn't do it.

Mrs. Calvin and I were David Bentley's best friends.

Now, if there was anything troubling him,

he would have told us.

The very morning he was killed,

he said good-bye to us, right here on this spot.

That's all we know.

Well, maybe he said something to one of your ranch hands.

Chester, what are you trying

to stir this thing all up again for?

Well, I just can't believe that,

that Ned Wright was the kind of person that'd kill anybody.

Don't make a fool of yourself, Chester,

and start any more trouble.

Yeah, well, you know, sometimes you get a notion in your head

and it's awful hard to let go of it.

Good day, Mr. Calvin.

Good day, Chester.

♪♪

Get out of my way!

Please, don't start any trouble.

Oh, I had you spotted for what you are

the moment I set eyes on you, yesterday, when you rode in.

You won't get any trouble out of me.

I don't seek it.

I'm Albert Calvin.

I'd like to have a little talk with you.

Why don't you come out to the house?

What for?

I got the nicest house this side of Chicago.

And this is what for.

Plenty more where that came from.

How much more?

Five hundred.

What do you want me to do, Mr. Calvin?

Well, if I've guessed right, just what you always do...

for a price.

I'd like very much to see your house, Mr. Calvin.

Mm-hmm.

Five hundred.

$500.

His name is Chester Goode.

That's right... he lives over at the marshal's office.

The marshal's out of town, so you needn't worry.

Marshals aren't a worry.

Chester's pretty good with a gun.

Lots of people are pretty good with guns.

Mm-hmm.

You have quite a house here, Mr. Calvin.

Yes. Well, thank you.

$500 is not enough.

Now, wait a minute... you agreed.

I'm asking for a thousand.

You can afford it.

Nobody pushes me around; just nobody!

Don't push me!

Thank you.

Chester Goode at the marshal's office.

That's right.

You know where it is?

I know where it is.

Good night, Mr. Calvin.

Good night.

Albert...

Huh?

Who was that?

Oh, you, you don't know him.

It was just a business deal.

But he said "Chester Goode."

What does he have to do with Chester?

Emily, mind your own business, would you, please?

He's such a strange-looking man.

You gave him a lot of money, Albert.

Why?

Oh, Emmy, stay out of it.

You haven't kept things from me before.

All right, I'll tell you, if you want to know.

Chester Goode needs a lesson.

That's the man that's gonna give it to him.

A lesson? For what?

For meddling.

If somebody doesn't stop him,

he's gonna get us all into trouble.

What's he done?

Chester couldn't hurt anybody.

Well, he can hurt both of us

if he doesn't stop asking questions about David Bentley.

David?

He doesn't think Ned Wright killed Bentley.

He thinks someone else did it.

If he doesn't stop asking questions,

he's gonna throw the whole thing right back into our lap.

Why us?

'Cause of you and Bentley.

Albert... what do you mean?

You think I didn't know what was going on?

You think I didn't see it?!

See what?!

You... you and him...

whispering, laughing and walking together.

Albert, you don't think...!

Any fool could see.

Even the ranch hands saw!

Oh, Albert, this is ridiculous.

- You've got to listen to me. - Yeah?

David was a charming man.

He was kind and gentle.

He talked to me about all the things I've missed

these last five years: books, music...

I bought you books and music and never denied you a thing.

Well, I didn't...

Don't you see?

He was an interesting friend, that was all.

That wasn't all, Emily.

He couldn't deny it; neither could you.

It just isn't true.

The whole town'll know

if that Chester doesn't stop nosing around.

Albert, dear...

don't you worry about Chester.

If need be, I'll talk to him.

I'm sure he'll understand the truth.

Well, after tonight, there'll be no need

to talk to him; I fixed that.

What do you mean?

Never mind.

That man...

he's some sort of gunman, isn't he?

You just keep your ideas to yourself.

Nobody'll know the difference.

Albert, you can't.

I won't let you! I'll stop him!

Wait... you're not going anywhere!

No, let me go!

I've got to stop him!

Calm yourself!

I can't let you destroy yourself for nothing!

Don't try to explain.

It's your fault.

It's all your fault!

I ordered David Bentley out of the house.

I threatened him.

The men heard me.

If Chester keeps going around asking questions,

people will accuse me; they'll think I did it!

Everyone knows now that Ned Wright did it!

No, Emily, Ned Wright didn't do it.

No, Albert.

No...

Yes, Emily.

Yes.

Now you get up to your room.

You forget all about Chester Goode.

♪♪

Yeah?

Mr. Goode?

Uh, yeah.

May I come in?

Well, it's pretty late.

Uh, if it's important, though, uh...

It's important.

Well, what was it you come about?

I've been hired to kill you, Mr. Goode.

Well, why?

I mean...

I ain't hardly worth killing.

It's worth a thousand dollars to me.

This may come as a surprise to you, Mr. Goode, but, uh...

I've never killed a man in my life.

I never had to.

Oh?

How much is it worth to you to stay alive?

Well, I, uh, ain't got nothing like a thousand dollars.

How much have you got?

Well, I ain't hardly got more than maybe $18 or so.

Let's have it.

That's, uh, $18 more than I had when I walked in here.

You-You mean it's always like that?

You get hired to kill somebody, and then it's always like that?

Well, none of my employers

has ever stepped forward to complain.

Well, no, no, I-I... can see that.

A man'd be a fool to let on

that he hired a gunman to do his killing.

Who did hire you this time?

I have some sense of ethics, Mr. Goode.

It preserves my profession.

Yeah, well, I can see that.

Now if you'll just step outside with me,

I'll say good night and be on my way.

I, uh, I don't like being shot at through windows.

Over there, please.

Good-bye, Mr. Goode.

Uh, good-bye, Mr. Fletcher.

If that don't beat all.

I just don't know why anybody would want to shoot me.

I ain't done nothing to deserve it.

Except maybe somebody doesn't want me

asking questions about Ned Wright.

I don't know.

Chester, I don't think it's fair for you

to raise Clara Wright's hopes

when you still don't have anything to go on.

Course not.

Well, Miss Kitty,

I ain't said nothing

to Mrs. Wright about how I feel.

The only people I talked to about it was,

was you and Doc and-and Mr. Calvin.

What Mr. Calvin got to do with it?

Say, you know, he's got enough money

to hire a gunman for a thousand dollars.

Chester, we don't want to see you make a fool of yourself.

Well, now, wait a minute.

He's the only one I know of in Dodge

that's got that kind of money.

Kitty, you finish your dinner?

Mm-hmm.

Can I take you back to the Long Branch?

Thank you, Doc.

- Chester? - Huh?

You gonna sit here or you coming with us?

No, I'm, I'm coming.

Well, come on.

Ah, good afternoon, Mr. Calvin.

Something troubling you?

Troubling...?

Yeah, you look like you're a little bit pale there.

You know, I'm the one who ought to be pale.

You know what happened to me last night?

Feller come in and stole every bit of money that I had: $18.

You know, that may not seem like a lot to you,

you probably afford

to lose hundreds, even thousands.

$18 is a lot of money to me.

Just took it and got on his horse and rode off.

Well, I, uh... I'm very sorry, Chester.

Yeah, I'm very sorry.

- What's gotten into you? - Huh?

What kind of a darn fool thing was that you're doing?

Well, I just wanted to see

if Mr. Calvin's more interested

in his dinner or his neck.

I guess Mr. Calvin ain't too hungry.

Mrs. Calvin, are you all right?

Hmm?

Oh, yes, I am.

I've been watching you, and you're worried about something.

Is it bringing that bureau in?

'Cause I don't want nothing

to come between you and your husband.

You been so nice to me.

Oh, I'm fine.

I really am.

It's my husband.

Would you go up and show the men where you want your bureau set?

Why, sure.

And Mrs. Wright...

have the men go out the back way.

Yes, ma'am.

Albert, what happened?

Nothing.

Fletcher just rode out of town with the money; that was all.

- Chester's alive? - Yeah, he's alive.

Thank Heaven.

I think he knows that I hired Fletcher.

Albert, what are you gonna do?

It's got to be done, Emily.

- No... one murder is enough. - Got to be done tonight.

I won't let you do it.

I want you get in that room and stay there till I get back.

- I won't go. - You have no choice.

- No, Albert! - You do as I tell you.

I'll bring some supper in to you.

I'll tell Mrs. Wright you're not feeling well,

and not to disturb you.

Maybe I ought to look in on Mrs. Calvin.

Oh, no, that's all right, Mrs. Wright.

I'll sit up beside her while she sleeps.

All right, then if you'll excuse me, Mr. Calvin,

I'll, uh, I'll just clear the table.

Sometimes I can't help but feel that maybe I'm in your way here.

Now, you've both been kind, but...

You're not in the way, Mrs. Wright.

I've been a lot of bother to Mrs. Calvin.

No wonder she's all wore out.

Now you know, Mr. Calvin,

that I can't just stay on here day in and day out,

accepting your kindness.

Well, we'll find a place for you.

Why don't we just talk about it in the morning, huh?

Whatever you say, Mr. Calvin.

- Good night. - Good night.

♪♪

Oh, Mrs. Calvin!

My gracious! What...?

Well, Mrs. Calvin, what in the world?

Chester, Chester, I've got to tell you something.

Oh, here, here, sit down; sit down.

It's my husband, Chester.

He's going to kill you.

Huh?

He hired that man to kill you, but now he's...

Now, now, just, just get a hold of yourself there.

Now I'll-I'll get you some water.

Get down!

Mrs. Calvin?

Oh... oh, no.

Oh, Mr. Calvin, it is you.

I thought I heard somebody down here.

I thought I'd have a little drink before I go to sleep.

How's Mrs. Calvin?

Why... oh, she's asleep.

She's fine; fine.

Why don't you you just go right on back to bed, Mrs. Wright?

All right, Mr. Calvin.

Good night.

Good night.

Mrs. Wright?

Oh, Mrs. Wright!

- Yes? - Where's my wife?

- Well, ain't she in there? - No, no.

Emily?

Emily?!

Emily!

She come in to warn me that you was after me.

She was there, Mr. Calvin.

She was in the office when you fired the gun.

You ready, Mr. Calvin?

I'm ready, Marshal.

Uh, look, Mrs. Wright's out there.

She wants to talk to you before you go to Hays.

How is she?

She stayed with Miss Kitty during the trial,

but she's, she's going to Salina now.

She heard from her brother.

Let's go.

Uh...

Mr. Calvin, I just, uh...

well, I just wanted to say good-bye.

Thank you, Mrs. Wright.

There aren't many people in Dodge'd come down

to say good-bye to a man who's about to hang

for murdering his wife.

Don't say that.

I killed her, Mrs. Wright.

But you didn't mean to.

You-You loved your wife.

I could see that.

Everybody could see that.

Mrs. Wright, I-I agreed to everything during the trial;

that I was jealous and I was ashamed

that my wife was in love with another man.

I kept denying all along that I followed David Bentley

out onto the plains and shot him there.

But you didn't; I-I heard the jury.

You was, you was tried for your wife's death.

I did follow him and I did shoot him.

I killed David Bentley.

It wasn't your husband that did it.

Oh...

but why did Ned lie?

Why'd he confess?

Well, I think he must have confessed, Mrs. Wright,

so people'd take pity on you and feel sorry for you

and take you in, like the Calvins done.

Then...

you killed...

and Ned and me suffered for it.

Yes.

Mr. Calvin, I... I guess I should hate you.

But I don't know, somehow, now, I just can't.

Thank you for that.

Chester...

was he telling the truth?

Yes, ma'am, he-he was.

Miss Kitty told me that you...

you never believed my Ned was guilty.

And you was right, all along.

Yes, ma'am, I guess maybe I was.

I sure do thank you.

Well...

maybe I'll... I'll-I'll take you down to the stage.

Yes, I guess it is about time.

Afternoon, Mrs. Wright.

Good afternoon.