Original subtitles

Starring James Arness as Matt Dillon.

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Buffalo, maybe?

There ain't been no buffalo here

two or three year.

Well, sure is something down there.

Well, what do you know.

Dead?

Looks like.

How much?

Three dollar.

What's that there?

We're rich.

Well, well, well,

if it ain't...

the Good...

Samaritan.

Well, Amy, I, uh,

think I'm just gonna keep you here for a while.

You'll be more comfortable than you would be in the hotel,

and...

I can kind of keep an eye on you that way.

It really hurts.

Yeah, I know it does.

It just might get to hurting some more, too.

I think you can handle that all right, can't you?

I'm scared.

What are you scared of?

I guess it-it kind of scares me

knowing my mama died bearing me.

That's a lot of nonsense. You...

you don't want to worry about that.

What happened to your mom has got nothing to do with you

at all, not a thing.

Now, you listen to me.

I want you to get some sleep.

I know you're hot and uncomfortable here, but...

you just close those pretty eyes and...

let that sedative go to work on you.

I won't be very far away.

- Hi, Doc. - Hello, Thad.

Morning mail. I thought I'd fetch it by for you.

It's probably drug samples. I get a million of 'em.

- Just put it on the desk over there. - Okay.

Doc, how's... h-how's Amy Boyle?

She's all right.

Since you're so interested, why don't you just stay here

and kind of keep your ears open in case she needs me.

- Do that, will you? - Okay.

I want to take a look and see if I can't find Mrs. Bailey

to come up here and sit with her,

and then I won't need you anymore.

Okay. Oh.

- Hmm? - Wait a minute.

Wh-What if she just decides to, uh, you know...

Decides to what?

- Give birth? - Yeah.

Well, in that case, there's a book there on the end.

You might look it over. It's got all about

emergency delivery procedures, and you can...

Oh, for heaven's sake! Keep your fingers off of my books.

I'm only joking. Sit down.

Don't touch anything around here. Just listen.

- Howdy, Matt. - Hello, Doc.

What's the matter, heat get you down?

- Yeah, just about. - Well, why don't you let me, uh,

buy you a beer up at the Long Branch.

No, thanks. No.

How's Amy?

Well, I'm a little worried about her, I'll tell you that.

Maybe I should have taken her to Hays City.

In case of complications, better facilities there.

Why don't you take her down there now?

Afraid it's a little late for that.

What's that?

Morning, Marshal.

- What have you got here? - Prisoner.

Brought him in for some fixing by your doc. You got one?

- Right there. - What happened to him?

Horse spilled him. He's been bleedin' some.

John Drago.

Who he is. We picked him up 40 miles

to the north. Taking him all the way to the Mex border.

We was hoping you could put him in your jail, Marshal,

give him time for the doc to patch him up.

You men bounty hunters, huh?

That's what we are.

Rudy, run to my office and bring my bag.

- Better get him up to the hotel, Matt. - A hotel? Now,

he'd be a lot safer off in jail.

You want to kill him?

We don't much care what happens to him,

just so long as he don't escape before we get our money for him.

Hotel's right over there.

He bad?

I'm surprised he's still alive.

Johnny Drago... worth a lot of money, I guess.

The Mexican government's offering $30,000 in gold

for him.

You just swallower that right down,

and I'll have ol' Sam fetch us a couple of more.

All right?

- Howdy, Doc. - Festus.

- Doc, you got any word on Amy? - Hello, Austin.

- Any change? - No, there's been no change.

Just sit down and have your beer.

- I'll let you know when there's a change. - Got time

- to sit down and jaw? - No, thanks, Festus.

I got another patient over in the hotel now.

- Bad, ain't it? - Who said it was bad? I didn't say so.

What do you want to jump at conclusions for? I'll...

take care of it. Festus,

what I want you to do is see if you can't find

old Mrs. Bailey, you know?

When you do, ask her to come up to my office.

I want her to sit with Amy. Will you do...

'Course I will.

- Festus, let me do it. I'll do it. - Well, that's fine.

- Mrs. Bailey? Where can I find her? - Yeah. Well,

I don't know where to find her. Just look for her, keep looking,

you'll find her.

He sure is nervous, ain't he, Doc?

Yeah, and I can't say that I blame him very much either.

You know, Doc,

times like these I got a heap of respect for you medicine folks.

Just holding life right in your own hands, you might say.

Well, I'll declare.

Hey, we hadn't figured on those thongs coming off

until we turned him over at the Mex border for cash.

He's not going anywhere.

Let's go and get some of that beer, Holly.

You fix him up real quick.

We want to get on the trail before noon.

Never will get used to that breed of cat.

Yeah, there's a lot of people with you there, Doc.

Well, there's a face

I wouldn't want to have to get up to in the morning.

You don't like my face, huh?

Well, it's some better than yours right now,

I'll tell you that.

Where are the jackals?

They're out having a beer.

They can't get very drunk, can they?

How come?

I only had five...

dollars.

Is he as bad as he looks?

Yeah, at the least.

Probably got a skull fracture

and his shoulder's all chewed up there.

Lost an awful lot of blood.

I'll tell you something, if they try to put him on a horse today,

they might just as well start digging his grave.

- I'll settle my bill now, please. - Oh, yes.

Take me just a minute to total it, Mr. Flint.

Oh, Marshal, was that really John Drago those men brought in?

That's him.

John Drago?

Yes, he was just brought in by two bounty hunters.

$30,000 in gold.

That's his price.

You fellas sure must have kicked up your heels finding him.

It was a right kindly feeling, for sure.

Well, there's one part I don't understand.

Him being born on this side and a Mexican citizen.

Oh, he changed a while back,

and nobody up this way is sorry about disowning him.

Marshal, come have a beer.

- Yeah. -Come on. - No, thanks.

I just stopped by to tell you that your man won't be leaving.

Doc says it'd kill him to get on a horse tonight.

Marshal, we got $30,000 in gold

coming at the Mex border for Drago,

dead or alive.

We don't care if he gets there on his hands and knees,

or with pennies on his eye,

long as he gets there.

I'm gonna tell you this

just once more so you understand.

Drago may be a wanted man, but he's got rights in Dodge,

and those rights are gonna be observed.

So, what's the answer?

When Doc Adams says he's ready to move and get on a horse

without it killing him, you can take him out of here,

not before.

Festus, I want to talk to you a minute.

Pour some beers.

Keep drawing.

Gentlemen, any objections to me buying the drinks?

- A bottle of your best. - Yes, sir.

What axe you grinding?

My name is George Flint.

I represent the Kansas City Beacon.

Thank you.

If you gentlemen have no objections

to having your names in the papers,

perhaps you'd like to give me the details of Drago's capture.

Of course, Matthew, I'll be glad to help out.

- You know that. - Well, that's fine.

But, of course, we'll need somebody to spell you.

How about Thad?

Oh, Doc's got him setting with Amy.

Tell you what. Supposing we get Austin.

He's got to be in town till Amy has her young'un.

Besides, he'd like to pick up a couple of a dollars

for deputizing.

All right, it's a good idea.

Tell him to stop by my office, I'll give him a gun and a badge.

I'll do 'er, Matthew.

Oh, no, no, he didn't draw no gun.

He was out cold.

For a while there, we thought he was dead.

Just like the fella said...

Just like stumbling over a gold mine.

- I sure envy you fellas. - You got a match?

Yeah, sure.

Whole Mex government stands behind the price.

Delivery at the border.

Well,

I'll get this wired off.

Oh.

You two men do much thinking

about Drago dying

up in his hotel room from his injuries?

Oh. Well, we ain't fussy about the way he dies.

Reward says "dead or alive."

Well, yes, but if he dies from accidental injuries,

if his death was imminent

at the time that you picked him up, then what?

Well,

he's still our property, no matter.

You don't seem to get the point.

Drago alive at the border, you get paid.

A bullet in his head, you get paid.

I can't see the Mexican government paying

for a man who would be dead

whether you came across him or not.

Well, uh, you mean, uh,

they don't get a reward? It...

don't seem right!

It don't!

If these boys bring him in with a bullet hole in him,

and be no question, th-they get the reward.

As a matter of fact, that's true.

The marshal would have to report Drago dead.

Five-cent bullet before you came

into town to protect $30,000.

You...

You men weren't thinking too clearly.

Wait a minute.

Wait a minute. There's nothing says Drago ain't gonna live.

He's just busted up a little, is all.

We... we can shoot him at any time.

Nothing says we're not killing a wanted man

who could be escaping later if we don't kill him.

Uh, uh,

as long as he dies from a bullet...

nobody can prove he died from anything else.

That's right.

Hey, they-they don't aim to be doing it now?

All right, now, don't move that arm any,

or I'll have to tie it up a lot tighter,

and that won't be comfortable.

All I want you to do is just rest

and try to make up some of that lost blood there.

Is that funny?

Yeah, from my point of view.

You're fixing me up

so I can enjoy my own hanging.

Well, not exactly,

but from what I hear about you, nobody deserves it any more.

Again, it depends.

Depends on what?

It depends on which end of the rope you happen to be on.

Gunfighter is one thing.

But killing people, just anybody that happens to be in your way,

that's something else again.

Ah, come on, Doc.

You're a smart man.

Look, I'm in a war.

Anybody who tries to make rules in a war

is a fool.

Who's up there with him?

Listen, I ain't gonna ask you again.

Hold on here.

Marshal, we come to get our prisoner.

You can have him when he's well enough

to walk out of that room on his own.

He living or dying?

He's alive, and he may stay that way if he's left alone a while.

Everyone's a witness.

The marshal says he's still alive.

Stay right where you are.

Now, Marshal, you ain't

got any right to be gambling with our reward money.

We've been discussing the irony of the situation, Marshal.

If Drago should die of his injuries up in that room,

it's doubtful if any reward will be paid.

- Who are you? - Flint, Kansas City Beacon.

Oh, I'm not advocating anything here, Marshal.

I'm simply explaining the situation.

I'm gonna get our prisoner.

Hold it!

All right, Marshal.

You don't have any right

to keep us from going on up there.

If I catch either of you around this hotel till he's well enough

to move out of here, I'm gonna throw you in jail.

Now, go on, get out of here, all of you.

Go on, break it up!

Flint, huh?

Kansas City Beacon.

Is it you that stirred those two up like that?

Oh, no.

Analyzing their predicament, nothing more.

Never mind my bill just yet.

I'll be staying...

another night at least.

Excuse me, Marshal.

How come you're writing so much?

I'm roughing in the background for two stories.

One if Drago should die up in that hotel room,

and the other if you take him on to the border.

You mean, how you figure

it's gonna go for us if we get our bounty money?

In simple terms, yes.

Oh.

How do you figure it's gonna go?

Well, that's my secret.

I'm beginning to like you less and less

with all your writing,

in spite of the fact you're buying our liquor.

Whiskey.

Wales?

Wales?

Wales?!

We got it covered.

You can go back where you come from.

Yeah, heard you got the real big one, Holly.

You don't have to come sniffing around here.

Why, we just come up to wish you luck.

Don't you try moving in.

Oh, you're sure aging some, Holly.

Uh, you're getting too nervous for this business, I'd say.

Gentlemen?

Gentlemen?

I'm not very well acquainted

with the ethics of your profession,

but I take it you're now afraid of poachers?

We get Drago on the trail,

and they'll be after us like a pack of wolves.

There ain't nothing they wouldn't do for $30,000.

Between us, there's very little I wouldn't do for $30,000.

I have a suggestion might solve your problem.

What?

Well, you're both standing kind of naked

with a marshal on one side and bounty hunters on the other.

- Yeah. - So?

Well, if I were in your position,

I'd try to fix it to get some more strength on my side.

Yeah, and how do we do that?

Well, one thing...

You could sell shares in Drago.

Shares?

Sell Drago?

Mm-hmm. Auction him off.

Part of him.

- No. No. - No.

Think of it in practical business terms.

Your property is worth $30,000.

Yeah.

That $30,000 is in jeopardy

because you might not be able to protect Drago

once you left Dodge.

Go on talking, mister.

Mm, on the way to the border,

you'd be a lot safer if you weren't alone.

Now, you bring them in on it.

It'd be good to have some people along

who also... had a financial interest

in seeing that Drago got all the way to Mexico.

No, we're gonna take our chances with the likes of them,

I'll tell you that.

Suit yourself, but...

supposing Drago dies up in that room.

You'll get nothing.

If it were I, I wouldn't just stand by

and watch $30,000 evaporate.

Oh, no.

No, I'd sell part of my interest in Drago,

get some insurance in my pocket,

just in case.

That sounds like a good idea.

Might work.

Water.

Please. Please.

Oh, sure thing, you bet.

- Water. - Some water right over here.

- Please. - Hold on now.

Here you go.

- Water. - Okay.

Now, now you just take little sips at a time here.

Sounds like it came from the hotel.

Hold them back, will you?

Whoa, back up. Back up.

Just hang back, everybody.

All right, let go.

Doc.

I was just giving him a drink of water.

You hurt?

No. Bullet went wild, Marshal.

I'm sorry, I... I'm sure sorry, but

he didn't look like he could move a hand.

Better help me get him up on the bed.

I got a right to be in there.

You can go up there when the marshal says you can.

You getting the double-cross, Holly?

Somebody else put a hole in Drago?

I sure am sorry about this, Marshal.

Well, I guess there's no harm done.

From now on, leave your gun on the table

if you have to go near the bed here.

- All right, tell Festus the same thing. - I'll do that.

These men have a right to know

what took place up there.

When the marshal comes down, you'll know.

He's our property.

All right, all right.

Drago tried to take a gun from my deputy.

Nobody's hurt. Now let's break it up and move along.

You seem to be saying Drago still has considerable strength.

He sounds strong enough to be travelling soon.

We'll talk about it in the morning.

Right now, break it up and move along.

- Come on. - Yeah. -Break it up.

It'd sure been a heap better if we could've had a cooler day

for this kind of goings on, wouldn't it?

- Yeah. - I'll tell you this, Matthew,

if we don't get a breeze through this town directly,

it's fixin' to be a long night.

Uh-huh.

All right. Hold it.

Listen to me!

Got something to say about our property.

About John Drago.

Now, you all know

that we're gonna get $30,000 in gold

down at the Mex border for him, right?

- Right. -Yeah, we know. - Right, right.

Well, maybe we can't get him there.

I mean, we... maybe we can't even get him out of town.

Maybe he's gonna die up there in that hotel.

I mean... I mean, what I'm trying to tell you is...

Well, what are you trying to say, Holly?

Well, it's just that he might die,

and then we might not get nothing.

It's just there's so many maybes,

Walker and me, we decided to take out some insurance.

Insurance?

Well, what are you talking about?

We're willing to sell half of John Drago

for cold cash.

Cold cash!

Hold it, hold it.

Now, we're putting up shares in him.

At ten cents on the dollar.

- Ten cents on the dollar? - Thought I'd heard everything.

Why, now, wait a minute, wait.

Now, maybe you know something about Drago we don't know about.

- Yeah. - Maybe he's already dead.

- That's right. - That's right, maybe he is.

Doc. How-How about that, how about that?

He's alive, ain't he? Sleeping peaceful?

Uh, it-it'd be a good investment, Doc. I mean, uh...

Well, don't he want to answer the question or not?

Putting up ten dollars and-and getting back 100?

All right, now.

Now, me and my partners are willing to put up $500 flat

for that whole other half.

Ten cents on the dollar, that's the lowest we're gonna go.

Well, now...

- Put me down for 100. - All right.

All right, I'll take a 150.

Seven. Seven.

- Ten is the least... - Put me down, 150. -$20.

Oh, Jake, Jake. Jake. How much money you got?

- Oh, $12 or $13. - Come on, give it to me, give me it.

- Now, I-I don't know, I... - Don't be a fool.

We-We put up $20 between us, and we get back $200.

- $200. Come on, give me, give me, give me. - No, I’d...

Oh...

$20 from Joshua Halligan!

Amy, look, now, you know it's silly for you to worry about me,

'cause I'm fine.

I'm eating and I'm taking care of myself.

And y-you never noticed this, did you? Look here.

Look, you see? I'm a deputy.

My.

Well, now, look, it may not last long.

You see, it just may be for tonight.

It's still a right proud thing, Austin.

I'm getting paid three dollars.

Good.

Amy...

Amy, it's my fault.

I should have had you in a hospital

in Hays City by now.

No, it-it ain't your fault.

We didn't have... we didn't have the money.

Well, I could have tried to get some money.

Baby...

I should have sold the farm or tried something.

Now hush, now, baby, hush.

I'm gonna sleep now, Austin.

All right.

All right, Amy, you...

go to sleep.

♪♪

She's-she's doing real good, Austin.

I guess so, Thad.

No, I mean it. She's doing just great.

Hey, is, uh, Doc sending somebody up?

I-I mean, to sit with Amy?

Well, he was trying to get Mrs. Bailey,

but she's out of town.

I think he's still looking for somebody.

What are you doing out here? Is Amy asleep?

Yeah, Doc, she's asleep.

That's good.

But she keeps moaning.

Kind of to be expected. I don't know why in thunder it is, but

somehow or other, there seems to be an awful lot of pain

attached to getting into this world.

Tell you something else.

I've noticed that women handle the pain pretty good.

- Doc... - Men don't seem to be able to, though.

Doc, I've been thinking about that hospital over in Hays City.

I never took her there like you wanted me to.

Well, little late to be thinking about that.

Why don't we just try and do what we can here.

If anything happens, I'm to blame.

Oh, for heaven sakes, you're not to blame.

Doc, I've been thinking, too, about that

farm of mine.

Four acres of scrub.

I keep working it, you know.

Year after year.

But I can't seem to pocket a single penny.

What about it?

Well, I don't know.

Don't seem fair to bring...

bring a young one into the world when you got nothing

to share with them. Not a thing.

Let me tell you something, young fella.

You listen to me.

I know what you're thinking. I know how worried you are.

But I've delivered an awful lot of babies around here,

and I've seen quite a few of them grow up, too.

And what they've amounted to hasn't got a thing in the world

to do with a dollar, one way or the other.

Not a thing.

The important thing is this:

you and your wife are nice young folks and you love each other.

And you're gonna love that baby when it gets here, too.

And I'm a little too busy to be sitting out here

talking to you about it.

Now, I want you to do some thinking about it,

'cause it's the truth.

Mr. Austin? Mr. Austin?

Can I talk to you for a minute?

Well, what for, Mr. Halligan?

Uh, in here, huh?

- Calm down. - Uh, easy, boy.

Calm down, see? Quiet.

Look at this.

That's $100 in gold.

It's listening money, boy.

If you don't like what you hear,

you just forget about it.

Give me that paper.

I want you to see something.

See that?

There are 12 names on there,

and these are the ones that own in shares in Drago.

And look at there. There's your name, "Austin Boyle"

and right alongside, it says "ten percent."

You own ten percent of Drago.

Uh, I... but I never bought no share in this. I...

I-I know, I know. We give it to you.

Ten percent of Drago.

That's $3,000 you're gonna be getting.

We want you to tussle with him again like today

and say he's trying to escape.

What?!

Oh, now, maybe he's gonna get better,

maybe he ain't.

We don't rightly care,

so tonight we end it.

You kill him,

and say he was trying to escape.

Well, then, they send the money up,

and we get our share like it's wrote on this paper.

No. No, I couldn't. We...

I couldn't kill a man like that at all, no.

- All right, all right. - Well...

the law can't touch you

for killing a man who's wanted dead or alive.

That's right, boy.

No. No, I wouldn't do it.

All right, cut out, cut out. No, just leave him alone.

You know, don't cost you nothing to think about it, that's right.

No matter which way you look at it,

you made yourself a $100 just for listening.

Just forget it. Good-bye.

You're a good boy.

You sure about that kid?

Sure, I'm sure. He ain't got a penny to his name,

and his wife's in a bad way.

Don't look too reliable to me.

- He sure don't. - No, no.

We'll give him till midnight, then we're gonna have to move.

Uh, thank you. Thank you very much.

Festus.

Scudders are get more fidgety all the time, ain't they?

Yeah.

Well, it's not the kind of night

I'll be getting any sleep anyway... that's one consolation.

It's not your turn yet, is it?

No, Doc wants to see Austin for a minute or two.

Ah.

Look like you got a lot on your mind.

Oh. It's my wife, Amy.

She'll be giving birth soon.

I got some advice for you,

some good advice.

Strangle it.

Save it the misery of livin'.

There's a man who doesn't push easy.

Doc, Festus told me you wanted to see me.

That's right, that's right, I do. I want to talk to you.

Just slow down a little bit.

- What's happening to her? - Nothing's happening at all.

Now, I want to talk to you. Listen to me.

I may have to perform surgery on her.

Wait a minute!

I may have to perform surgery, and I need your permission.

I don't want you to go up there.

- She's dyin', Doc. - No.

- She's dyin', Doc. - You're not listening to me.

She's not dying at all.

You're her husband, and I have to have your permission

if I'm gonna operate if I can't get a normal birth.

Now, you just got to trust me.

Oh, I trust you, all right.

I trust you, Doc.

She des... she deserves better than this.

She deserves...

deserves better than I've ever been able to give her.

Listen to me.

You'd better get ahold of yourself.

Look. Hey, here he comes.

He better deliver.

What's the matter, Austin? Did you get some bad news?

Huh? Oh, Doc might operate.

Well, maybe you'd rather be down at his office.

I would, but he don't... he don't want me around.

Au-Austin here.

Austin, I'll be glad to hang on the rest of your turn,

if you want me to.

Oh, no, Festus, I'll-I'll do it.

He appears to be the onliest one sleeping in the whole town.

Now, don't forgot to lock that door after me.

No. No.

Festus.

Appears like they're getting ready

for something down there, don't it?

Yeah.

Maybe you'd better stick around here for a while.

Sure thing.

♪♪

I...

I was wondering how come it was nobody tried

to buy you o-out.

How much you gettin'?

I got $100

for doing nothing.

If I had that money a little sooner,

my wife would've been in the hospital over in Hays City.

She'd be there right now.

$100.

You let 'em buy you out that cheap?

All right.

Now, look, I know who you are.

I heard about all the things you've done.

The way you're shaking, you'd miss me the first five times.

$3,000.

Oh, that's right. That's how much I'm gettin', $3,000.

That's gonna buy a good farm,

a home for my wife and my family.

I'll let you in on a little secret.

I'm bleedin' inside.

You better hurry up if you're gonna shoot.

You ain't no good.

You just ain't no good at all.

You spent your whole life killing people!

Yeah. For money.

Like you now.

There's a difference here!

No. What difference?

Two men in my room,

and one of 'em is bought out.

The way I see it, half the world and me's the same.

There is a difference!

No. Boy, if you're gonna pull that trigger,

you better hurry up.

Only, do it like a man,

admittin' that you are no better than me.

Better?

You ain't as good.

You want to do it for the money,

but you ain't got the nerve!

I couldn't do it.

- You couldn't do what? - Nothing, Marshal. He's alive.

He's alive. Nothing says he's gonna die.

He ain't sane.

- I don't want my share. I'm giving it up. - Hey!

Hey!

Use your guns!

Shoot!

Ha! I'm better than you!

I took what I wanted!

At last!

Hold it right there.

- Cover 'em, Festus. - Just h...

just hang back and be easy.

♪♪

Well, he's dead.

- He can't be. - I said he's dead.

Now, get out of here, all of you.

Go on, break it up.

Festus, get a couple of men to give you a hand here, will you?

Come on, some of you fellers.

Well, Flint, did you get your story?

I got it.

The ending was beautiful.

That's the end of your story, mister.

But you haven't got the guts to print it.

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Oh, it just don't seem right for a boy to be that pretty.

You sure look pretty without it troubling you any.

Me pretty?

Fair amount.

Oh...

You know what we're gonna do?

We're going to build that old farm up together,

just me and him.

And me?

Why, sure, you.

'Course.

You sure this is the best we got, Sam?

Yes, ma'am, it's the best.

Well, nothing's too good for this occasion, Doc.

Thank you, Kitty.

A thousand deliveries, huh, Doc?

- That's right. - You mean babies?

Well, I don't mean kangaroos.

That's a whole heap of young'uns, you know.

Well, I'd say that's quite a few babies, yeah.

Is this here including that ol' Pawnee squaw

that had them twins

that I took you up to up yonder?

Yes, including them, too.

Well, what I mean is, Doc,

when you get up around a thousand,

it's awful easy to make a miscount, you know.

Could be a thousand and one, or it, uh,

could be 999...

How can you be sure that you ain't a-celebratin'

the wrong baby?

It so happens that I keep records.

Well, what I mean is, Doc,

all them calves that you've helped them ranchers pull,

and all them foals that you've helped bring into the world,

you sure you ain't adding in a horse or two there?

Festus...

take a deep breath, and then take a big drink of that wine,

and then set the glass down and shut up.

Doc, here's to the next thousand babies.

Thank you, Matt.

Same wish here, Doc.

Thanks, Kitty.

Me, too, Doc.

Thad, thank you.

I'll go along with that.

Here's to the next thousand, Doc.

Well, thank you, Festus.

Or 999,

whatever it is.