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If I'd have had one more dollar,

I would have come out of that game a winner.

There's no need to fret now, Cyrus.

There's a lot we don't know about poker.

We'll have to learn to play better

before we join another game.

Adam, how are we gonna get to California

if we don't have any money?

We'll find some work in Dodge City.

What kind of work?

Any kind that'll pay us wages.

I don't like being broke.

No different from anybody else, Cyrus.

Did I hear somebody say we were broke?

Hey, Boyd, I thought you were asleep.

How can a body sleep in this creaky old trap, huh?

Hey, Adam says we're gonna have to get a job

when we get to Dodge City.

Why?

'Cause we lost all of our money in that poker game.

You know something, Adam?

You worry too much.

Yeah.

The only food we got left is beef jerky.

There's only enough of that left to last us to Dodge City.

Now, you got any other ideas how we can make do after that,

I'd be very happy to listen.

We could sell our rifles.

That doesn't make much sense, Cyrus.

You both worry too much.

Look what I managed when I left you fellas last night.

Ten dollars? Where'd you get that?

You know that little saloon gal I walked home?

- Yeah. - She let me have it.

Why'd she do that?

'Cause I'm so nice.

Never heard of a saloon gal giving away money.

I didn't say she gave it to me.

I said she let me have it.

When she wasn't looking.

That's how you got that money in Wichita, too, wasn't it?

Oh, you're smart, Adam.

You know, you're real smart.

Hey, look.

Well...

It's a girl.

It sure is.

Come on, Adam, pull up.

Maybe she'll stop and say hello.

Look, Boyd, we...

Come on now, do like I say.

Come, babe. Hey. Whoa.

- Hello, there. - Hello.

Where you headed all by yourself?

Home.

You live close by, do you?

About two miles over that way.

Always go riding alone?

Most of the time.

Where you from?

Jefferson City, Missouri.

You're kind of green, ain't you?

Why do you say that?

Oh, I don't know.

I lived out here most of my life.

I can just tell.

We weren't so green back where we come from, miss.

Maybe not, but this ain't Missouri.

Could be you're in for a rough time.

What do you mean by that?

Prairie ain't easy on greenhorns.

Say, don't you ever talk?

Yeah, I do.

When there's something to say.

You're honest anyway.

Well, so long.

She ain't getting away that easy.

Yah!

Hey, Boyd, you really spooked her.

Are you hurt?

Oh, my ankle.

Let me see it.

Hey, you really took a spill.

Did you spook my horse?

I didn't think it'd throw you like that.

Sorry.

Could have broke my neck.

Does it hurt bad?

It'll do.

It's not swelling bad; that's a good sign.

You want to try to walk on it?

Oh! I ain't gonna walk on that for a spell.

Here, we'll take you home.

Well, if somebody'd catch my horse, I can ride him home.

Yeah. Cyrus, go round him up.

Nah, I don't want to.

Never mind. I-I'll go.

He's a spooky one.

He'll probably head straight for home.

But I'd be obliged if you do find him.

Don't you fret, ma'am.

Uh, maybe, uh, we'd better help you over to the wagon.

I don't want you near me!

I told you I was sorry, didn't I?

He didn't mean no harm.

He was just teasing.

We could take you home in the wagon, miss.

Be a whole lot easier.

No reason I can't ride my own horse.

Well, what if he went home like you said?

We don't mind taking you.

We owe you that much.

Well...

what about your friend?

We'll catch up with him later.

All right.

I thought you wanted me to help.

I do.

You lead the way.

Bet your folks will be wondering

where you are if you don't get home soon.

There's just me and my pa.

He knows I take a ride every morning before breakfast.

Bet you that's good for the appetite.

I guess so.

You know something, Cyrus?

I'm kind of hungry myself right about now.

We just ate something in Great Bend.

I'm not hungry for food.

I'm hungry for a kiss.

You stay away from me.

- Come on. Give me a little kiss. - Don't!

One little kiss ain't gonna hurt you.

Stop!

Where you been?

We took the girl home.

She didn't want to wait till you got back.

I didn't find the horse anyway.

Must have went home like she said.

Sit here.

I'm gonna take a nap.

Move over, Cyrus. I'll drive.

What's the matter with you?

Nothing. Why?

You don't look so good.

Well, I don't feel so good, Adam.

I'll be all right.

Come on. Let's go.

Looks like rain up ahead.

Yeah, all right.

Come on, babe! Hyah! Hyah!

Here it is, Marshal.

Ah, thanks, Milt.

You bet.

Important?

Yeah.

You remember Bart Randall?

Yeah, he's got a ranch up around Great Bend, doesn't he?

Uh-huh.

His daughter's been killed.

Murdered.

Oh, no!

He wants me to come up there and find the killer.

When are you gonna leave?

I guess I'll leave in the morning.

Come on.

- Hello, Matt. - Ah, Quint.

- Kitty. - Quint. Where you going?

Well, I thought I'd go out of town, do a little hunting.

Seems to me every time I see you,

you're just headed out of town to do some hunting.

Seems like every time I see you,

you're walking down the street with a beautiful woman.

Quint, I love your attitude.

Thank you.

Where you headed this time?

I thought I'd go east till I found myself an antelope,

and then I'm gonna stay there until I decide to come back.

How does it feel to be as free as the wind?

I wouldn't have it any other way, Kitty.

So long.

- See you later. - So long, Quint.

Wouldn't that be wonderful to be as independent as he is?

Yeah, too bad some of us got to work for a living, isn't it?

Yeah, it sure is.

Come on. I'll buy you a drink.

All right. In that case, I'll buy you dinner.

I'll buy that.

Cyrus.

Seems to me we had enough food to last us

till we got to Dodge City.

Seems to me we don't have it anymore.

The beef jerky?

Yeah, the jerky.

We ate it.

I can remember when you'd have shared with me.

It was all gone before we noticed, Adam.

Are you ready to starve the next two days?

I ain't hungry.

Me neither.

Well, I am.

Tomorrow morning, Cyrus, you and me are gonna learn

how to shoot them fancy rifles we paid so much money for, huh?

I know how to shoot mine.

Yeah, I know you; I know you know how to pull a trigger.

But what I mean is we'd learn how to shoot some rabbits

or something we can cook and put in our bellies.

You know, I'm sick and tired of that jerky.

Well, I'm not surprised considering how much

you've gobbled down the past couple of days.

Will you leave us alone.

You know, I may just do that.

Me and the mule and the wagon.

Maybe some night when you're asleep.

That'd be just like you, Adam.

Sneak off in the middle of the night

and leave me and Boyd out here in the middle of the prairie.

I'd just as soon be rid of you.

I'd just as soon be rid of both of you.

Ah, you don't mean that, Boyd.

Listen, if your brother wants to pull you around by your nose,

you ought to let him.

You said that we'd stick together

all the way to California.

Yeah, that's the way we planned it when we started out

and that's the way I still want it,

but he's got other ideas.

Sure.

I might just get a job in Dodge City.

Let you two go on your way.

What Cyrus does is up to him, Boyd.

I wouldn't talk too big if I were you, Adam.

You're in as much trouble as we are.

What do you mean, trouble?

Boyd, I thought you wasn't gonna tell him.

What is it, Cyrus?

Nothing.

What is it, Cyrus?!

Look, if you really want to know, there's...

been an accident.

An accident?

The girl's dead.

Yeah, that's right, she's dead.

She, um...

hit her head when I was tussling with her, and...

I didn't mean nothing.

Cyrus saw what happened.

There was nothing we could do, Adam.

They'll never find her body anyway.

Something wrong with you, Boyd, down inside.

Never mind about that.

I'm just saying that you're in as much trouble as I am.

So you can just sit there and think whatever you want.

I don't care.

But don't try nothing foolish.

Or I'll beat the living daylights out of you.

I'm gonna get some water for the mule.

Cyrus, Cyrus, we got to get out of here.

Get away from Boyd.

Oh, Adam, Boyd didn't mean all that he said

about beating you up and all.

It's not that I'm worried about.

Well, what is it then?

If we keep travelling with Boyd, we're gonna get in more trouble,

all the time.

You know, I don't think it's trouble

you're worried about, Adam.

I think you're afraid of Boyd.

Oh, Cyrus, don't you understand

we could go to jail for what happened?

Maybe even get hung.

Don't you see how rotten Boyd is?

Now, we have got to get away from him.

I ain't leaving.

I like him.

Besides, he's more like my brother than you are.

He looks after me.

Cyrus, if you'd just listen to me for once in your life.

And I'll tell you something else, Adam.

Stop preaching to me.

Just leave me alone.

No, Cyrus.

I don't want to talk about it anymore, Adam.

Cyrus, wake up.

- Somebody's coming. - What?

I said somebody's coming.

Hey, Boyd.

Boyd, get up. Somebody's coming.

Who cares somebody's coming?

It could be the law.

Cyrus, get the rifles out of the wagon.

And, Adam...

I'll do the talking.

- Morning. - Morning.

Saw the smoke from your fire.

I thought maybe you might have an extra cup of coffee.

Sure.

That looks like an Indian's horse.

Well, Indians like Appaloosas.

As a matter of fact, you look like you could be an Indian.

Well, my mother was an Indian.

Father was a white man.

All the same to me.

You're still an Indian.

You gonna use those rifles

or you gonna give me a cup of coffee?

You're, uh, you're welcome to some coffee.

We don't have much else to offer.

You shoot those rabbits by yourself?

Yeah.

They'll pay for the coffee.

The coffee's free.

So are the rabbits.

Now, wait a minute, I didn't...

Look, Boyd.

He's just being friendly.

He's offering us some food.

He looks harmless, Boyd.

You know how to skin a rabbit?

Well, shouldn't be much trick to that.

Be glad to show you how.

No need to bother.

It's no bother.

Uh, I'd appreciate it.

I'm sorry, what's your name?

Quint.

Quint Asper.

I'm Adam Gifford.

- How are you? - Hi.

That's my brother Cyrus.

That's Boyd Lambert.

Proud to share our fire with you.

Thank you.

You're up kind of early this morning, aren't you?

Well, you have to get up kind of early

to do any hunting around here.

You, uh, must be new to these parts.

We're on our way to California.

You live around here?

About a day's ride... Dodge City.

Well, I figured Dodge City was about two days from here.

Well, looking at that mule and that wagon,

I'd say it's about four days ride.

Go ahead, take a seat, will you?

Thanks.

Well, we're gonna need some more firewood for those rabbits.

You got any around here?

Oh, sure.

Cyrus, find him some, will you?

Nah, I don't want to.

Uh, I'll, uh, fetch your firewood.

Tell me something, uh...

how does an Indian make a living in Dodge?

I run the blacksmith shop there.

Well, how come you ain't running it now?

'Cause I come and go as I please.

Well, it would please me if you'd get on out of here.

All right.

Oh, Boyd, why don't you leave him alone.

Shut up.

What are you two boys afraid of?

We ain't afraid of nothing. Why?

'Cause you act like you're scared

of your own shadow, that's why.

Hold it, Indian.

Cyrus, get some rope out of the wagon.

What are you gonna do?

- Tie you up. - What for?

Never mind.

You're just too nosy for your own good, Indian.

You're not gonna tie anybody up.

Boyd!

Stop it.

Oh, he's hurt bad.

What the devil were you fighting for?

He asked too many questions.

I think he's a lawman.

Nah, Boyd, he said he was a blacksmith from Dodge City.

It don't matter.

He got too nosy.

He would've turned us all in.

Well, you sure got us in a bunch of trouble now.

Come on, we got to get him to a doctor.

No, we ain't taking him no place.

You can't leave him here; he'll die.

I'm gonna make sure he does.

No, Boyd, you leave the rifle alone.

- Get out of my way. - No, you've gone crazy!

- Just get out of my way! - You're not gonna kill him!

Boyd!

Boyd, don't. You'll kill him.

From now on, you do as I say, you understand?

Boyd, please don't kill him.

Understand?

You all right, Adam?

Yeah.

Don't shoot him, Boyd.

Tie him up.

I'll chase his horse away.

We'll pack up and get out of here.

Quint?

Quint!

Quint.

What happened to you?

I was trying to be friendly to three greenhorns,

and I got in a fight with one and they left me here.

What were you fighting about?

Well, they were in some kind of trouble with the law

and they thought I knew what it was.

Which way'd they head?

Towards Dodge, I think.

You feel up to riding?

Yeah, I'm all right.

Well... Quint, you know,

you look like you've lost a lot of blood there, Quint.

We'd better get you into Doc's right away.

That suits me fine.

Maybe we'll run into them on the way.

How do you feel, Quint?

I'm just a little dizzy, Matt.

I'll be all right we get back to Doc's.

Well, let's don't push it too hard.

Let's take a look!

Good shot, Boyd.

Hey, that's not very funny, Boyd.

The ones I told you about.

Yeah, they're target practicing.

Well, we got a pretty good position here.

You feel up to it?

Yeah, I'm all right.

Hold it!

Who is it?

I don't know.

All right, boys, you're covered!

Who are you?

Matt Dillon, United States Marshal.

It's the law, Boyd.

Cyrus, stay where you are!

What do you want?

You're under arrest. I'm taking you into Dodge.

What for?

My friend Quint Asper here can answer that.

I knew we should have killed him.

What are you gonna do now?

Oh, don't worry, Adam.

I'll get us out of this safe and sound, like always.

Just do as I say.

I'll take the marshal, and you take the Indian.

Throw down your guns and come out with your hands up!

Come on, Adam, start using that gun.

Come on, Adam!

Do what I say, start using that gun!

I... I think he's dead.

He is.

Where's the other one?

I guess he ran off.

He's my brother, Marshal.

All right, you get that mule hitched up.

We're going into town.

What are you gonna do about my brother?

We'll worry about him later.

Let's go.

I'll get the horses.

No, Quint.

You better take it easy up here and we'll get you into Doc's.

Here.

Howdy, Matthew.

Come on, Quint.

Golly be, old Comanche.

You look plumb puny. What's the matter with you?

Oh, I had a little accident, Festus.

Festus, there's a dead man in the wagon here.

Get somebody to help you, will you?

Take the wagon and the mule over to Moss Grimmick's.

You bet I will.

Thunder happened to you?

I got in a fight, Doc.

Sit down there.

By golly, that's an ugly-looking thing.

Lie down there.

What do you think, Doc?

Well, Matt, I don't know.

Might have a concussion.

I won't know for a while.

I just better keep him here with me tonight though,

- I'll tell you that. - All right.

Look, I think I'll go on along,

unless you need me for something else.

No, I don't need you at all.

Yeah. So long, Quint.

Adam, tell me something.

How come you were fighting with Boyd?

I-I wanted to stop him, Marshal, I...

I didn't want any more killing.

"Any more killing"? What are you talking about?

Well, we run across this young girl the other morning...

Young girl?

You don't mean up around Great Bend?

Yes, sir.

Boyd spooked her horse,

and she fell and hurt her ankle.

Well, I-I went off looking for her horse, and...

and Boyd and her got to tusslin', and...

she got killed.

Oh, well, he said it was an accident.

Where was your brother all this time?

He was with Boyd.

But I don't think he had anything to do with it, Marshal.

Why was Boyd fighting with Quint?

He-he thought Quint knew about the girl.

Marshal, I'm-I'm kind of worried about my brother.

He... never did learn to take care of himself.

Well, I'll go out on the prairie tomorrow morning,

have a look for him.

Hello, Louie.

Hello, Marshal.

May I come in?

Sure.

Marshal, you once said to me,

"Louie, if you ever need a bed, I'll have one for you."

Well, tonight I need a bed.

What's wrong with your place?

It's too cold.

I was gonna buy some coal oil today,

but the store closed before I got there.

Now I don't have any heat.

Well, I hate to see you freeze, Louie,

but you picked kind of a bad night.

I got a prisoner in there.

I'm not particular, Marshal.

He won't bother me a bit once I'm asleep.

Well, I guess I can put you up all right.

Just as long as you don't make a habit out of it.

I'm not a man of habit, Marshal.

Adam, this is Louie Pheeters here.

He's gonna be spending the night.

How do you do?

Well, hello.

I'm not a prisoner, I'm a friend.

All right, Louie.

If he gets to snoring too loud, just wake him up.

Hey.

What's the matter with you?

Where you going?

Thought you were asleep.

Well, I was asleep. Why ain't you asleep?

Why didn't you stay in bed?

I can't sleep in that bed, Doc; it's too soft.

I'm gonna go sleep in my own.

For heaven's sakes, it's 2:00.

I know that.

I'm not afraid of the dark.

Whoa. Come on back here.

Come here and sit down.

Sit down there.

Well?

Your head ache?

- Nope. - No pain at all?

No.

Well, you're making a phenomenal recovery.

You must have a good doctor.

Yeah. If you want to know, just ask him.

Well, go on, get out of here.

That's what I've been trying to do, Doc.

And check with me in the morning.

I'm gonna sleep late in the morning, Doc.

Well, I don't care how late you sleep.

Just check with me.

Good night... grouchy.

Cyrus?

How'd you get here?

Walked.

Where's Boyd?

Didn't you know what happened out there?

Well, I ran away when the shooting started.

Boyd's dead.

What?

I said he was dead.

Did the marshal shoot him?

No.

I did.

It was an accident.

I was trying to keep him from doing any more killing.

We struggled over a rifle, and it went off.

Now, listen, the marshal's gonna be looking for you

because of that girl.

Did you tell him about that?

I had to.

Well, I ain't going to jail.

It might be better if you came to jail

and stood a fair trial than to be a hunted man.

I got to get you out of here, Adam.

Now, that's talking crazy.

No, I'm gonna get you out.

Look, you go find a place to sleep.

Come back and we'll talk about it in the morning.

Where am I gonna find a place to sleep, Adam?

Didn't that Quint say he had a blacksmith shop here in town?

Well, you go over to that blacksmith shop

and you stay there,

'cause Quint'll be spending the night at the doctor's office.

All right.

Marshal?

Marshal Dillon!

What is it?

It's my brother, Marshal.

Uh, he was just here.

What?

I just talked to him at the window a minute ago.

Well, now, wait a minute.

I-I sent him over to Quint's blacksmith shop

and told him to get some sleep, but...

well, I figure he'll be better off if you bring him into jail.

Louie.

Louie, wake up, will you?

- Sure, sure. - Come here.

Something wrong, Marshal?

Now, look, I have to go out of the office for a while.

I want you to keep an eye on things for me.

Well, sure. Sure, I will.

Quint.

Well, what are you doing here?

I thought you were over at Doc's.

I couldn't get any sleep over there.

What are you doing here?

Well, I'm looking for Adam's brother.

He's supposed to be here.

Why would he be here?

Well, I guess Adam told him he could sleep here.

I'd better get back to the office.

Y-You want me to go with you?

No, why don't you stay here in case he shows up.

All right.

Get up.

Who are you?

Never mind. Get up.

Don't push me. I'll go.

Cyrus, what are you doing?

The marshal's gonna be mighty upset with you.

Cyrus, put the gun down.

You're just causing yourself more trouble, boy.

We're leaving, Adam.

You're wasting your time, Cyrus.

I'm not leaving.

Now give me the gun.

What's the matter with you, Adam?

Don't you want to get out of here?

Not this way.

It just makes things worse.

Put the gun down, Cyrus.

I come to take my brother out of here, Marshal.

You put the gun away, we'll talk about it.

Do like he says, Cyrus.

It's the only way.

I ain't going to prison for something Boyd did.

You'll have a chance to tell your story to the judge

at the trial, Cyrus.

No, Marshal.

I ain't gonna do it.

All right, now there's a couple of questions I want to ask you.

I want to know exactly what happened to that girl.

I had nothing to do with it.

It was an accident.

How'd it happen?

Well, Boyd was kind of fighting with her,

and she slipped and fell

and hit her head.

Uh, that was all.

You were there all this time?

Yeah.

How come you didn't try to stop it?

I guess I was s-scared.

Where was Adam?

Well, Adam... Adam had nothing to do with it.

He wasn't even there.

All right, let's go.

Marshal, I think I'd better go home.

- All right, Louie. - Good night.

Inside.

Well, Adam, looks like you're free to go.

I'd appreciate it if you'd stick around town

for a couple of days though.

Judge might want to talk to you.

Oh, yeah, uh, sure, Marshal.

Uh... I was wondering

if I might talk to my brother for a minute though.

Sure.

Adam...

you told the marshal that I was here, didn't you?

Yeah.

What'd you do that for, Adam?

Now I have to stand trial.

I know.

Well, you better get me out of here.

I didn't do anything wrong.

Maybe we both done wrong, Cyrus.

What do you mean?

Traveling with Boyd like we did.

I kind of liked Boyd at first.

Sure, so did I.

He was different from any person we'd ever met before.

But we didn't know him, not really.

You said...

we both done wrong, but it was Boyd

who hurt the girl and beat up Quint.

That's what I'm talking about.

Soon as we found out that Boyd was no good,

we should've left him.

Going on like we did with him

makes us just about as guilty as he was.

You see that?

I guess so.

Hey, do you think the judge will believe me?

He'll believe you if you tell the truth.

Adam?

I-I didn't mean what I said

about Boyd being more like my brother than-than you.

Sure, Cyrus. It's all right.

Hey, uh, if I get out of here, can we go home?

Yeah, okay.

But I want to tell you something, Cyrus.

After this, I'm not looking out for you anymore.

You're old enough to stand on your own two feet.

And from now on, whatever you do,

that's your responsibility.

Are you coming to see me in the morning?

Sure.

Good night, Cyrus.

Good night.

Adam.

Would you like a cup of coffee?

Oh, no. Thank you, Marshal.

I-I figured I'd go over to my wagon and try to get some sleep.

Why don't you try the Dodge House?

Oh, the wagon'll be fine.

Little short on money?

Yes, sir.

Huh. I'll make you a loan.

Get a good night's sleep.

Thank you, Marshal.