Original subtitles

Starring James Arness as Matt Dillon.

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Thank you.

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Giddyup. Hey.

Whoa.

Thank you.

Oh, um...

these bags, those three.

And thank you.

I'd like a room if it's not too much trouble.

Five dollars a day.

Five dollars?!

In advance.

Make up your mind, lady. There ain't no place else.

Uh... six.

Thank you.

Uh, wait a minute. Um...

Oh, I... I-I'm sorry.

Um, it's all right. I-I can manage.

Thank you.

Do you think it's possible

to give me a room with a lock that works?

The only room vacant, lady.

You take it or leave it.

Pickaxe?! You mean to say you let her go to Pickaxe alone?

Golly bill, Matthew, we tried to stop her,

but she wasn't in no mood to listen.

Probably had something to do

with her being a little upset with you.

Well, she didn't have any reason to be upset with me.

Well, that's a point of view.

You figured you had to get up to Hays City,

and she figured she had to go look at her gold mine.

Gold mine.

I've told her 50 times

she shouldn't be fooling around with that gold mine!

Yeah, she said that.

She got to thinking

the Long Branch was practically in bankruptcy,

and she figured the gold mine might just help support her

for the rest of her life.

I'd have followed her, Matthew, you know that,

but fiddle, I can't get on a mule with this leg.

Doc, says it'll be another week 'fore I can use it.

Well, then you should have sent somebody with her.

I keep a-telling you, Matthew,

she wouldn't let nobody go with her.

She was madder than a wet hen.

Said she was a big girl, and that...

And that she was perfectly capable

of taking care of herself.

Yeah, in Pickaxe, a town loaded

with every low-down renegade west of the Mississippi.

I've told her a hundred times she shouldn't have gone there.

Yeah, she said that, too.

Y-You know, you should have at least sent Thad along.

Well, I told you, he's not here, he's in Spearville.

We told Hank over at the stable

to send him over here as quick as he got back.

He was due this morning.

Now that you're here, you can go yourself.

Yeah. Well, that's fine, except I can't do it.

Why can't you?

Because I got a three-day stay of execution for Billy Colt.

Now the sheriff at Jetmore

is bringing down the man that confessed.

Well, now, did you explain to Kitty

that Billy Colt's life depended on you getting up to Hays City?

Well, what's that got to do with her running off like that?

Oh, you didn't explain it.

Well, no, I didn't tell her.

She wasn't in any mood to listen.

Festus, you should have locked her up

in a jail cell if you had to.

Oh, foot, Matthew.

I'd like to see you throw her in a jail cell.

Morning. Hank said that...

Thad, do you know where the town of Pickaxe is?

Yes, sir. It's right...

All right, I want you to go down to the stable,

have Hank give you the fastest horse he's got.

I want you in Pickaxe by tomorrow afternoon.

And as soon as you find her, I want you to get a letter

on that stage saying everything's all right.

- Letter? - Come on, hurry up.

Wait a minute.

You've told him everything except why he's going

and who he's going to see.

Oh, yeah. Look, Kitty's up there.

Somebody's given her a gold mine.

Now, she's up there alone trying to prove claim on it.

I want you to find her,

stay with her until she's got the title transferred,

then get her out of there as fast as you can.

- Yes, sir. - And don't forgot that letter!

No, sir.

Don't you have some patients to take care of,

or maybe a sick cow or something?

Who is it?

Come on in, Richard.

Thank you very much. I sure appreciate this.

Tell me something. Does-does your mother cook?

Well, I can't remember the last time I ate.

Grab those valises and show me the way.

Hey!

Hey, you stop using all that good soap and water!

Why don't you take a long walk someplace.

You use already more than your dollars’ worth!

Hey!

Now get out! Get out!

Ha! Ha.

I don't care what you say.

You owe me one dollar, and you-you are going to pay me.

I am sick and tired of-of you rock hounds.

You spend all your money on whiskey and then you come here

and you want to weasel out of paying me

when you use my best soap!

You come back here and give me my money!

Let go of me, dummy.

His name is Richard!

His name'll be mud if he don't keep his hands off me.

You owe me one dollar! You pay!

- Whistle for it, you old witch. - Oh!

Ay, Richard, be careful!

- Ay, get out of there. - No...

Ay!

I told you I don't like to be touched!

Oh, no!

You stop it? Ay. Don't you hurt...

Get out of here! Oh!

Ay!

You still owe me one dollar.

Come on, come on!

Here.

Now, you get out of here, Eb Gibbijohn,

and don't you ever come back!

Get!

Get out! ¡Ándale!

Boy, lady, you can sure take care of yourself.

Well, I had a great training ground.

I needed that.

I figured I owed this town something,

and I'm sure glad he was around to collect.

And I'm sure glad you got here when you did, Miss, uh...

Russell. Kitty Russell.

Oh, yes.

Richard told me all about you,

how you got in in the old wagon.

- That's right. - Yes, you know,

he makes signs and-and I teach him how to write a few words,

you know? Oh, he's a smart boy,

even if God visit him with this affliction.

Well, he sure is the bravest boy I've ever met.

Well, for this kind remark,

you're going to get the best chili con carne.

Oh, food. Wonderful.

I thought I was gonna have to spend the night

in that miserable hotel room.

Querida, you wouldn't have had a chance to think about it.

What do you mean?

You would have been a-a sitting duck.

No, that's wrong.

They wouldn't give you a chance to sit down.

You would have spent the whole night

hanging on to your feathers.

I'll only be a minute.

Go in, register this

then I can go find myself a miner.

Oh. Mining's hard work.

We'll see.

Saloon's up the street.

Joe Swanson left me his mine.

I'd like you to file for me.

Here's my name

and the deed,

and I think all the information that you'll need is in there.

Eh, it's gonna take a day or two to file all these claims.

A couple of days just to transfer one claim?

Uh, where can I hire a miner?

Well, like I said, saloon's up the street.

It's the most likely place.

I'm for hire, lady.

Where's the location of the mine?

Eh, take the main street towards the hill,

go up the north fork,

follow it as far as you can go,

right past the Gibbijohns' cabin.

Eb Gibbijohn?

Yep.

Yeah, he's one of 'em, all right.

If you're up near the Gibbijohns',

you'd better get somebody to guard that cabin door.

I'll do it for no wages at all.

This is the dirtiest, meanest, nastiest town

I've ever been in in my whole life.

What do I have to do in order to find

a half-decent man to help me?

I appreciate your offer, Richard, but...

from what I've heard about mining, it's...

ten hours a day in a creek

and hoisting a shovel and...

Oh. Well,

what I really need is...

What I really need is a man,

six-four with blue eyes

and blond hair and muscles

and a good friend of mine.

Thad!

Thad Greenwood!

Over here, Thad!

Oh.

You'll never know how glad I am to see you.

I sure am pleased to see you, too, Miss Kitty.

Marshal's quite upset you came here alone.

Matt sent you?

Yes, ma'am.

Well, as you can see, I'm perfectly all right.

But I'm still glad to see you.

Oh, I-I want you to meet Richard Danby.

Richard, this is Clayton Thaddeus Greenwood

from Dodge City.

Hi.

When did you leave Dodge?

Oh, yesterday morning.

Yesterday morning?

You couldn't have gotten any sleep at all.

Well, the marshal said to get here as fast as I can

and not stop, make sure you're all right.

And you took him literally.

Don't think he wanted me to waste time sleeping.

Well, you must be exhausted.

Oh, no, no. I'm fine.

Just I, uh, been getting a little light-headed

the last few miles.

Well, I can believe that.

I'll tell you what,

we've got all the supplies we need for the time being.

Why don't we just go on up to the mine

and then you can get some rest.

That'd be fine.

Your mother will let you show us the way, won't she?

Good. Let's get going.

Well, I-I guess gold is where you find it.

Who's that?

She's the one I seen before up at the Danby place,

the one that hit me when I wasn't looking.

Well, now...

maybe we'd better just go and have a talk with her,

see what she's doing on our property.

Uh, it don't pleasure me none

to have folks come a-trespassin' on my claim,

especially when they don't even have no invite.

Your claim?

Joe Swanson was a friend of mine.

He left this mine to me.

I'm registering at the claim office right now.

Ah. Uh-huh.

Oh, she's a catamount just like you said, son.

I-I believe in, uh, talking gentle-like to womenfolks...

I've, uh, learnt my boys the same way... but...

I don't take it lightly when some critter is not polite

to my boy on one day

and then, uh, comes around calling me a liar on the next.

Now, look, just get off this land before I call the sheriff.

We ain't got no sheriff!

This town ain't got no hankerin' for the law at all.

Miss Kitty.

You heard the lady.

Now clear off.

Uh, no, no, no. We, uh...

we ain't about to, uh, pay no never-mind

to some fancy female claim jumper,

especially when we got squatters rights, uh,

working rights and, uh...

No, we, uh, aim to stay.

He's only talking big 'cause he's got a gun, Pa!

Thad, no.

It's all right, Miss Kitty.

I just want these fellas to understand

that they can't talk that way to a lady.

Well, boys,

it looks like we're gonna have to teach this lad

something about manners, Gibbijohn style, huh?

How 'bout it, boys?

Mister, I'd appreciate it if you'd just let me settle this

with your boys.

I don't want to tangle with somebody as old as you are.

Oh, don't let the gray hairs fool you, boy.

It comes from iron in the blood.

Iron!

Oh, get him, Pa! Quick, get him!

Get him! Oh!

- Jud! - Huh?

- Let's get. - Come on, Pa! Come on!

I-I sure hope word don't get out

that us Gibbijohns got ourselves whupped by one man.

Word ain't gonna get out. I ain't finished with him yet

or that female neither. Yeah.

What are you fixin' to do now, Pa?

Well, I ain't made up my mind yet.

No female's ever got the best of Pa Gibbijohn.

I ain't aimin' to let one start now.

Oh, we sure did whip 'em, didn't we?

Yep. We sure did.

I guess they...

they won't be back in a hurry.

I hope not.

Oh, Thad. Let me look.

Oh, your lip's hurt.

Wait a minute. I'll get some water.

No, it's-it's all right. It's fine.

It's fine.

Well...

I guess I got strength enough left

to... fix some supper

if anybody's got strength enough left to eat it.

I got to get back...

town. I got to get back to town.

What for?

Marshal made me promise him to s... send that letter.

And if I don't send it right away,

I don't think he's gonna appreciate it any.

That letter's just gonna have to wait.

You're not going anyplace

until you've had some food and a good night's sleep. Now...

get your boots off! Come on, hurry up.

Oh.

Thad!

Come on, I'll help you.

- Nothing? - Nope.

Well, of course not. If he'd have been a pigeon,

he couldn't have gotten up there fast enough

to get a letter back on this stage.

If he'd have gone straight through,

he should have been there yesterday morning.

What's he doing up there?

Miss Kitty?

Oh.

Miss Kitty?

Miss Kitty?

Miss Kitty?!

Hey, Thad, over here!

Come here, look what we got.

Gold, real gold.

Well, that's wonderful, Miss Kitty,

but you promised to wake me up before

so I could send that letter, and it's way past noon.

I wasn't gonna wake you up. You need your sleep.

- But you promised. - You... Thad, you don't understand.

This is real gold. We're rich.

I got a whole sack full of it just since this morning.

How much you think it's worth?

Got to be worth at least $300 or $400.

Hmm. Do you know, if... if we don't leave now,

I won't get the letter on the stage today.

Well, the letter's just gonna have to wait. Come on.

Look, we can probably have another sack full before dark.

Must be $600 or $700 in here.

You know, Joe Swanson said it was a good mine,

but I sure never expected anything like this.

Do you suppose there's a lot more in there?

Well, I don't know.

I don't know that much about mining,

but it might be a pocket.

Of course there's no telling how big that pocket could be.

Well, we're sure gonna find out tomorrow.

You know, I just may give up the saloon business completely,

show those Gibbijohns how to run a mine.

Pa, you ought to see the gold they got.

- It's all over the table. - Shh.

Greed... that's what it is, just pure greed.

That's right, Pa.

Now, you take us Gibbijohns.

There ain't a greedy bone in the whole family.

Allst we ever took out of them diggings was just enough

for some side pork and a bottle of good whiskey.

That's all any righteous folks needs.

You-you mean we-we ain't gonna steal what they got?

Of course we're gonna steal it.

What-what-what kind of people would we be,

letting them take what's ourn and run us off?

It would just be encouraging their vices.

Well, h-how are you fixing to do it, Pa?

Uh... well...

Af-After they get to sleep,

they're gonna be mighty tired after work they done.

And the... the catch on that back window never did work.

Maybe I ought to just sneak on down there and...

and make sure they get to bed, huh, Pa?

You keep your mind on the gold, boy.

She... she ain't nothing but a...

painted hussy.

But I didn't mean a...

I know what you meant!

You just put the devil behind you.

I'll...

just mosey on down there myself after a spell...

see if the coast is clear.

Well, I got more moral fiber than what you got.

I can, uh... I can look on that Jezebel and not be tempted.

Uh, meantime, uh, skinny up that tree and get me my jug.

There's a... there's a chill in the air.

Okay, Pa.

Well... well, go on, boy.

What if the big fella wakes up?

- Uh, we'll cover you. - How?

Never mind how! Get on with it!

Cut that out!

What's the matter, boy?

Uh... you getting yella?

I'm going! I'm going!

All right.

What are you doing?!

- What? - Couldn't hear you.

How can you cover me with the window closed?

He's right, Pa.

All right, all right. Well, go on, go on.

- Why can't Jud go? - No.

Get on with it!

Where's the gold?

Well, how should I know?

Well, you was looking when they went to bed.

Oh.

Psst! Psst!

I know one thing.

She ain't got it.

Hey, right there.

Hey.

Thad?

Thad?

Oh.

My arm.

All right, sign that.

Lock him up, will you, Jack? I'll be back.

Nothing yet, huh?

Well, if Thad had made it up there,

there should have been a letter on this stage.

What are you fixin' to do, Matthew?

Get my horse for me, will you, Festus?

I-I... bent leg.

Oh, never mind. I'll get it myself.

I don't believe I've ever saw Matthew

in such a stew before, have you?

No, but I don't blame him.

Jack, you're gonna have to do me a favor, if you will.

- Sure, Matt. - Get him up to Hays City.

Tell the sheriff up there to turn Billy Colt loose.

I'll be up to sign the papers as soon as I can.

You got trouble, Matt?

I don't know. I'm gonna find out in a hurry.

Now, easy. Just take it easy.

How long have I been lying here?

Oh, about 11 hours.

11 hours?

Now, just lie back.

You got a bullet hole in you.

Oh, yeah.

You know, I don't really think he meant to shoot me.

Well, it doesn't really make any difference

whether he meant to or not.

You could have gotten yourself killed.

Is it that bad?

Well, it's not pretty.

But I've seen enough gunshot wounds

to know it's gonna be all right.

The, uh, bullet went all the way through.

You know, it's funny.

I've never been shot before.

And I always thought it would...

would hurt something awful, but it...

I'm making a stew.

Do you feel like eating some?

- Yeah, yeah. - Wonderful.

Oh... holy smoke.

What's the matter?

The marshal.

I haven't sent that letter yet.

Now listen, Thad, you're just gonna have

to forget about that letter.

If you get up and start running around, you're gonna...

Well, you're gonna open up that thing again.

I guess I really messed things up this time, huh?

What are you talking about?

Well, the marshal.

He sent me up here to look after you.

And here I am flat on my back.

I mean, it would be just great now

if them Gibbijohns come in here.

Well, I'm hoping I took care of that.

How?

Well, I sent Richard into town with some money and a note.

I'm just hoping that he can find one man

that knows how to handle a gun

who'll come out here and help us.

Miss Kitty,

I don't mean to tell you what to do,

but I think we ought to get out of here.

We can't.

Well, I know how you feel about your gold and all, but...

The gold doesn't have anything to do with it!

You're in no condition to ride a horse.

I had enough trouble stopping that bleeding.

So, we just sit?

Yeah, that's right.

We're just gonna sit here.

You're gonna eat.

Mmm.

Mmm, it's good.

- Pa... - Oh, shut up. Just...

- Don't say anything. - I keep-I keep tell you

- Shut up! - And telling you it wasn't my fault.

But you had it.

You had that gold right in your hand.

And you dropped it.

Well, you said you was gonna cover me.

And I would've, too, except you got in the way.

Oh.

I should've known better

than to let the two of you

talk me into going down there

in the first place.

What are you fixin' to do now, Pa?

I don't know.

You said you wasn't gonna let no female get the better of you.

I ain't, neither.

I just got to have time

to think on it, that's all.

You think old Joe Swanson really left that mine to her?

I... I reckon.

Then why-why don't we just go down there

and claim squatter's rights, like you said.

Aw, there ain't no such thing,

not-not when a claim is filed legal.

I got to...

Only thing we can do is...

scare her off.

Well, you better think of something better

than we done up till now.

- Yeah. - Um... Eh.

U-Um, boys, I think

I'm beginning to get me an idea.

- What? - Uh, got to have time let her

simmer until I got this worked out.

I... I think I got me an idea how to

take care of that Jezebel

once and for all.

I told you not to bother me.

I told you before. I ain't got time

to recruit gunslingers for that-that fancy female.

Well, don't just stand there. Get on out of here

and quit pestering me. Go on over at the saloon.

You in charge here, mister?

What do you think, mister?

I'm the United States Marshal from Dodge City.

I'm looking for somebody, a woman, a Miss Kitty Russell.

I ain't never heard of her.

Well, now, she has a claim around here in this territory.

She would have had to come in here and register it with you.

Well, look, Marshal,

we're over the territory line, here.

I don't know how far your law reaches,

but it seems to me that this ain't official business.

We don't have to talk about it, do we?

We don't cotton much to lawmen around here.

Good day, Marshal.

Mister, you listen to me.

I've been riding for 36 hours,

and I don't feel like fooling around.

Now, where is she?

Oh. Well...

Well, sir, she, uh, she came in here last Tuesday,

wanting to transfer the Swanson claim.

I-I ain't seen her since.

Where is she now?

Well, the last I heard, she was... she was up the claim.

- Where's that? - Uh, well, it's kind of hard to explain

- if you don't know the country. - Try it.

Well, you... you go out the south end of town

a-and you go to the creek and you keep moving.

Keep moving, and then-then you take the-the wagon road

up to the canyon... that is, if it ain't been washed out...

And it'll lead you right up to the place

where you can see the mine.

Thanks.

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What's this for?

Is she all right?

Can you take me to her?

Yeah, all snug in the cabin.

Well, off you go. Well...

All right, boys, now let's skedaddle.

Well, hey, Pa, are you sure this is gonna work?

- Course it's gonna work. - Well, uh, the last time...

I said it all... Well, that, J-Jud,

get over there and you cut the top off that sapling.

- Eb, you go... - What?

Build us a nice little fire.

Pa, there's got to be an easier way.

Ah, well, maybe, but it won't be near as much fun.

- Now, go, get-get busy. - Oh, Pa.

Pretty good, Miss Kitty.

You want some more?

No, thank you. It's fine.

Well, anybody with an appetite like that

can't be in too bad a shape.

How's that feel?

Oh, it aches a little.

But I'll tell you one thing.

You sure did a good job on it.

Well, I've watched Doc patch up a bunch of these.

But I'm still not gonna be happy

until he takes a look at it himself.

You know, I'm kind of worried about Richard.

I wish he'd hurry up and get back.

Uh-huh.

Uh.

There she is.

Reckon your pa's part Injun.

Now, you gather around here, boys,

I'm gonna learn you something.

See, you take a rifle, you can't shoot around a corner

or over a hill, but, uh,

with a bow and arrow, you can.

Pa, what are we hiding for?

They know who's doing it.

You want to get yourself killed, boy?

Is that what you want, to get yourself killed?

Step out there in plain sight, let them take potshots at you

- while we're shooting at 'em? - Well, no...

Well, just do what I tell you. I got this all studied out.

Now, mind them arrows, there.

Uh, you-you got the horses ready?

Yeah, Pa, I got 'em.

- Pa? - Yeah?

What if something goes wrong?

You just do what I tell you and nothing's gonna go wrong.

That's what you said last night.

Yeah.

I... I can't be held responsible

for the fact that you've got three left feet.

Now, give me one of them arrows.

Uh-huh.

Where'd it go? Where'd it go?

It went in... It went in the water barrel, Pa,

- but it was real close. - Yeah, all right, then.

Give me another. Give another.

What was that?

I don't know.

- Joe's... - Hey, Pa.

That's it. Right smack in the middle.

- Danged if it ain't. - Hey-Hey, it's blazing real nice.

Look at that!

That sure is a pretty sight.

Told you your old pa would fix us up right, huh?

If they're human, they got to come out of there, now.

All right, uh, go get them horses loosed.

- Uh, yeah. - Hurry up, quick.

They won't be able to stay in there much longer, Pa.

Well, not without being smoked like a side of bacon.

All right,

remember what I told you, now, get after 'em. Come on.

Thad... Thad, this place is on fire.

They're trying to burn us out of here. Oh!

No!

Stop it! Can't you see he's hurt?!

Hey, Pa, let's nick her

a couple of times just for fun, huh?

All right. Go on, get...

Hey, Pa, that looks like a lawman.

Let's get out of here.

Oh.

Kitty.

- Matt. - Kitty. Oh.

Oh.

Oh, oh.

- Kitty. - I'm... Matt,

If you say "I told you so,"

I'll never speak to you again.

So, I-I made this deal with Richard and his mother

to run the mine on shares,

along with the men that I sent up there.

She said she'd much rather wash gold than clothes.

This way she don't have to iron anything.

- Hello, Matt. - Hello, Matthew. -Boys.

How about a beer?

Um, uh... Maybe in a few minutes.

Say, um...

I heard about a little gold mine up near Abilene.

I, uh, I thought you might be interested.

I never did thank you, did I?

Oh, I might settle for a beer.

That all the thanks you want?

Well, now, uh, maybe what we ought to do

is get a little, uh, table over here in the corner

and talk it over.