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Starring James Arness as Matt Dillon.

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Mr. McConnell?

What's all that commotion about, Mr. McConnell?

Looks like a robbery of some sort.

The bank, I'd say.

The bank?

Terrible.

I think I'll check out, Mr. Sims.

Violence has never been part of my nature.

- If you'll just... - The bank robbed?

Oh, just leave your key on the desk.

Now, you were here two days... That's four dollars.

In broad daylight!

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What are you reading about, Doc?

- Doc? - Huh?

What are you reading about?

I'm reading about that raid in Sedalia.

Where's Sedalia at?

Well, the last time I looked, it was in Missouri. Now, hush up.

Well, golly Bill, Doc, what are you reading about Missouri for?

Ain't there nothin' worth reading about here in Kansas?

Well, what happened in Sedalia?

Doc?

- Doc what? - What happened in Sedalia?

Well, I told you, there was a raid!

Now, I'm trying to find... They... 15 or 20 fellas

rode in there and... and robbed the bank,

and they got... let's see, I don't know... $20,000, I guess.

Where in thunder was that? Hush up, will you.

Where was the marshal at while all this was going on?

Huh?

Maybe they didn't have no marshal.

Anybody hurt, was they?

- Huh? - Huh what?

- Well, anybody hurt? - I haven't got that far yet.

- Well, when did they do it? - Three days ago!

Well, did they catch any fellers that did it?

Why don't you read it yourself?!

That ain't fair. Now, you know I can't read.

Well, by thunder, you can certainly talk.

Worse than anybody I ever saw.

You'd talk the hind legs right off a jackass.

All right.

Just let me tell you this, Doc.

'Bout this raid in Sedalia, if they was a raid,

it ain't never gonna happen in this town,

'cause they ain't no gang no place in this whole country

that's got nerve enough to hit Dodge.

Anybody here ever been in Dodge?

I have. At least I've been through there once or twice.

It won't be as easy as other towns we've hit.

- Oh? How come? - Well, for one thing, it's bigger.

Be harder to get out of.

Which means we'll be less conspicuous moving in.

There's another problem, too... There's a U.S. Marshal

name of Matt Dillon.

Word is, he's far from being a pushover.

We'll worry about this Dillon later.

The problem right now is to start moving into Kansas.

Well, Jim, let's get one thing straight.

None of us are moving until McLean can move, too.

Yeah, he's hurt bad.

I don't quite understand you, Web.

If he was your brother, well, maybe.

But he ain't even your kin.

Well, the four of us grew up together,

and we ain't leavin' without him.

We'll talk about that.

Soon as Les gets back with the layout of Dodge City.

It's all right. It's only Mr. Carlyle and Mr. Barnes.

I don't understand you fellas, how you can live this way,

jumping at every sound.

Well, it's, uh... it's not very pleasant, Mr. Early,

but, you see, we...

we just don't have no choice.

- What is it? - Well, Jimmy,

John and me was in this bar,

just having a few drinks... A few drinks, mind you...

Well, it can't be the law, or you wouldn't be standing there

stammering like some idiot... Now, come on, boy, spit it out.

It's nothing like that, Jim. It's Clell.

- What's he done? - Nothing yet.

But he's drunker than a skunk, and he won't listen to nobody.

You know how he gets.

Yeah, I know.

I'll ride in with you, Jim.

Okay, Web.

Johnny, you boys got something to learn.

Come on.

Ha-ha-ha-ha!

Ha-ha!

Yahoo! How's that, baby, for shooting, huh?

Set up another one, barkeep!

Set it up, and let me git it.

Ha! Mmm!

Jimmy, boy!

Jimmy, I want you to meet the sweetest little...

Get him out of here.

Well, here you are, Mr. Stark,

Mr. Fraley.

Uh, best in the house.

Hm. Well, I think he'll be quiet now.

Oh, nobody's making any complaints, no, sir.

No, we want your boys to have a good time in Mullenville.

I'm sure Mr. Williams meant no harm.

Clell's a drunk. Ain't got good sense.

What's the damage?

Well, uh... $50, maybe.

Oh, no, that's-that's too much, Mr. Stark.

You buy the kids some Sunday clothes.

Well, thank you, sir.

All right, drinks for everybody!

You keep pouring till they can't lift no more.

Yes, sir.

Uh, you heard what Mr. Stark said, men!

Drinks for... everybody.

Say, uh, Jimmy.

That Clell Williams,

he can't hold his liquor no better than a Comanche buck.

Yeah, he won't bother you no more, Sheriff.

I'll make sure all the rest of the boys,

- they stay out of trouble, too. - Oh, sure, Jimmy, I know that.

Y-Your boys are welcome here in Mullenville anytime at all.

I'm sure glad that you came in to get Clell, though.

You know I hate to have to say anything to your boys at all.

But then there's certain types of people here in town.

Sure, we understand, Sheriff.

Fine, fine. You and Mr. Fraley stay as long as you like.

Proud to have you.

Any news about the doc, Sheriff?

Uh, no, sir, not yet.

But I'm sure he'll be coming through any day, though.

I know that. I understand there's been

a little fever up north a ways.

Well, as soon as he shows up,

you be sure and send him out to the Early place, will you?

Uh, yes, indeed I will, sir, I-I certainly will.

Um... oh, Mr. McLean, any better, is he?

'Fraid not, Sheriff.

Oh, well, now, I'm-I'm sorry to hear that.

We was all hoping that he'd be up and around again soon.

Yeah, fine, well, that's just fine, Sheriff.

It's real bad, Jim; it's getting worse.

Well, just look at it.

It's swollen twice its size.

He's gonna need some help.

The sheriff told T.R. and me a doctor'd be here any time.

We got no time to wait!

We, uh, we talked it over... Jim.

We ain't gonna wait any longer.

We're gonna take him into Dodge right now.

I told you, nobody except McConnell

goes into Dodge until we're ready to move.

We know what you said, but if he don't get help, he's gonna die.

And Dodge has got the only sawbones who can save him.

There's other towns we can hit, Jim.

I want your advice, I'll ask for it, Pence.

Now, we can make as much in one raid on Dodge

as we can a dozen Sedalias.

We made up our minds.

Now, if you're figuring on trying to stop us,

you better start right now.

This is a bonehead play, Web.

McLean's wanted in half a dozen states.

If a lawman gets a good look at him before we hit Dodge,

we'd all be in trouble.

Anybody mind if I say something?

Number one, we're all headed for Dodge anyway, right?

So it doesn't hurt if we take him with us.

Number two, Kansas is one of the few states

where McLean is not wanted... That right, McLean?

That's right.

So Pence here, who isn't gonna be recognized by anybody,

could take him into Dodge at night,

leave him on the doctor's doorstep,

- it might make us all happy. - What if the doc recognizes him?

Well, now, that's a chance we'll have to take.

Doesn't seem likely, though, unless the doctor's in the habit

of sitting around reading out-of-state wanted posters.

In any case, it seems like a better solution

than staging a pitched gun battle in this room.

Well?

All right.

Then let's get moving.

Shiloh... go get the horses.

Just one more thing.

When you get into town, McConnell will be there,

and if you see him, you don't recognize him, understand?

- I understand. - Another thing.

Once you get inside that doc's office,

you don't go nowhere, no place else,

till you're will enough to come back here. Understand that?

I understand that.

Now, let's go.

Oh, this thing hurts.

You think I could walk on it now?

It's gonna hurt you a little, but it's your leg; you can try.

There.

That'll be $20.

Only $20.

Ten dollars for the operation,

two dollars a day for five days' room and board.

Well, that seems like a reasonable price

to pay for a leg.

Thank you.

You know, young feller, someday I might be interested,

if you got the time, to tell me how you managed

to shoot yourself in the back of the leg like that with a rifle.

Well...

to tell you the truth, Doc...

I didn't really shoot myself.

Oh, is that so?

No, you see, there was this pretty little gal,

and she and I was getting on just grand,

but, uh...

her brother didn't think my intentions were honorable.

And he always was very high on it.

Why didn't you go to a doctor?

Oh, not in that part of the country, no, sir.

Why not?

There wasn't any.

- Hey, Doc, uh... - Yeah?

Uh, you wouldn't have a little drink around here, would you?

No, I... I haven't. Uh, there's an awful good saloon, though,

the Long Branch, right down the street.

Thanks for everything, Doc.

You're welcome.

Oh. Your horse is down at the livery stable.

Much obliged.

Ain't that a little nugget?

Well, we're not gonna talk price now.

Just take a good look at 'em, boys and girls.

Excuse me. I beg your pardon there, sir.

Miss Russell.

I'd like to buy a little drink, best in the house.

All right.

Sam, bring out a bottle of that Tennessee Walking Whiskey.

Yes, ma'am, Miss Kitty.

I'm gonna warn you in advance, the stuff comes mighty dear.

Not much of it finds its way to Dodge.

Hey, this one here's a real doozy, Mr. McConnell.

- How much you asking for it? - I want two of these

bone-handled double-actions, if you don't expect

- an arm and a leg for 'em. - Well, just look 'em over, boys,

look 'em over... I'll, uh, put a price on those

when I find out how much Dodge City's got to spare.

Here's to a... profitable stay in charming old Dodge.

Well, I never thought of Dodge as being charming.

Could be, Miss Russell, could be...

if certain people were, uh... a little less distant.

Well, here's to a profitable visit...

selling your merchandise.

I'm an excellent salesman, as a rule.

Seems like it's Dodge City where I find the most, uh...

sales resistance.

Well, then I would think that you would concentrate

in other areas.

Except that I find the territory fascinating.

Hey, barkeep.

Give us a whiskey.

Something wrong?

Uh... uh, no. Uh, it's just the man down there reminds me

of a fellow who bought some guns in Wichita

and skipped out without paying.

Excuse me just a moment, will you? I'd like to check on that.

All right.

- You stupid... - I had to have a drink.

Stark told you to stay out of sight.

One drink. Now, you don't know what that doc did to me.

No, it's, uh, just that you look like a man

who bought some guns from me in Wichita, that's all.

Well, I never been in Wichita.

Drink that drink and get out of here.

Who do you think you're talking...

I'm talking to you, that's who I'm talking to.

You could blow this whole thing.

Hey, barkeep...

give us another.

- Well, hello, Doc. - How are you?

How's everything in the big city?

Oh, fine, fine.

You know how I always enjoy that ride to Hays.

- How are things around here? - Well, not too much excitement.

Did have a fistfight over in the Long Branch...

Wasn't very much... And then Allen Poppit's kid

ran away from home again, and... oh, Delmonico's cat

had another litter of kittens

back there in the alley, usual place,

and Marvin Armbruster predicted the end of the world

for the 35th time.

Well, sounds like it's been a busy week.

You didn't have any patients?

Well, no... Oh, yes. Yeah, I had...

a fella come into my office with a... bullet in his leg.

I took that out.

Said he got shot in a hunting accident,

- but I didn't believe that. - Oh?

Well, no. It was a rifle slug, and the wound was

right in the back of his thigh,

and that'd be a little hard to do, wouldn't it?

Seems that way. What was his story?

Well, when I asked him about it, he finally got around

to telling me that... there was a girl mixed up in it,

so I figured he must've got hit while he was running.

Huh. Is he still around town?

Yeah. I saw him go into the Long Branch

about ten minutes ago.

Maybe I'll go over and have a little talk with him.

Kind of figuring on having a beer anyway.

Can I buy you one?

By thunder, I knew I'd been missing you for some reason.

Now I know what it was.

Everybody got a good look here? Nice selection this time.

Here's a nice one for you, little girl.

Try that for fits, will you?

British bulldog... new thing out. Anybody seen that one? Try it.

- Doc. - How are you?

- Well, Matt, you just get back? - Kitty.

Yeah, a few minutes ago.

How about something to cut the dust?

Well, Kitty, that sure sounds good.

First I want to see this fella Doc was talking about.

Uh... was he here recently?

Yes, some fella, I'd have sworn he come in here.

You know, a young fella with a... a game leg,

and I thought he came in here.

Yeah, he was here and had a couple of drinks and left.

But he said he was coming back.

Why? Is he in some kind of trouble?

- No more! - He's right, Jim! that's enough!

I ought to kill him!

Well, somebody ought to.

You know how close he came?

Marshal walked into that saloon

not two minutes after I put him on his horse.

All right, so he did a stupid thing, but there's no harm done.

Well, luck. Sheer luck.

If I hadn't happened to be in that saloon,

there might be a posse after us right now.

We've had posses after us before.

Yeah. When we had something to show for the risk!

Not because somebody disobeyed orders!

Now, get him out of here.

Now, what about Dodge?

All right, bank's here.

Saloon's here. Livery stable over here.

The way I figure it, we can put three or four men

in the livery stable without raising suspicion,

one man in the blacksmith shop if necessary,

and in this alley, we'll have one man to cover our flank.

What about the safe in the bank?

Ah, it's a good one.

We'll have to get him to open it.

Hm. You, uh...

you think the marshal's back in town for good?

It looks that way. It seems he went into Hays City

for a trial, and it ended before anyone expected it to.

Well, what are we fussing about? He's only one man.

He's a man you can't underestimate.

He's buried a lot of fellas who did.

All right.

All right, we send a half a dozen men into town,

we cut him down.

Than we hit the bank.

What's wrong with that?

Not much, except it's not very smart.

We've been successful so far because we've been smart.

Moved fast; we haven't taken any unnecessary chances.

We haven't killed anybody

- we didn't have to. - Meaning?

If we cut down a U.S. Marshal in cold blood,

we'll have every gun in Kansas out against us.

Yeah, he, uh... he may be right, Jim.

You know, up to now, nobody but the law

has give us much trouble.

Suppose we make it look like a grudge killing?

Mm-hmm.

How?

We send our fastest gun in against this Dillon,

and we'll cut him down.

Back him up with a rifle, just so we stay on top.

Who's that?

Well, Johnny's always bragging about how fast he is.

How about it, Johnny?

You want to tackle a U.S. Marshal?

Why not?

All right, what about the man with the rifle?

I was thinking about my brother, uh...

Tommy here.

He's just a kid, Jim.

I'm old enough.

Sure.

And you got to get your feet wet sometime, don't you, boy?

Sure.

Sure.

All right, then it's settled.

We set it up for tomorrow.

What if the boy loses his nerve?

He won't.

He ain't no Stark, but he does have Pa's blood in him.

Anyways, you'll be there, too.

- Me? - That's right.

Anything goes wrong in there,

I'm relying on you to set it straight.

Let's understand something... I'm a front man, not a gunfighter.

If you want more firepower against Dillon,

don't expect it to come from my direction.

I'll try to remember that, Les.

There you are, Mr. McConnell.

Bert, you give the finest shave west of Saint Louis.

Well, thank you, sir.

You know, it ain't very often I get to shave anybody

- knows the difference. - I expect not.

Cowboys in off the trail, dirt farmers once a month, eh?

Yeah, that's a pure fact.

Sometimes I whack away for an hour

- 'fore I ever get down to skin. - Oh...

Well, thank you, Mr. McConnell.

I must say, it's a great pleasure

to wait on a gentleman for a change.

Hey, I, uh, I see you got a real selection this trip, huh?

I think I got some good ones there.

- Go ahead, help yourself, take a look. - All right.

Oh, my.

My, say, there's a couple of beauties, all right.

English, .455's.

If you're, uh, interested there,

I'll give you a nice break on those.

Oh, no, I... I reckon I wouldn't have much use for a handgun.

I couldn't hit the broad side of a barn with one anyways.

But they sure are beauts.

Oh, I remember now, you were partial to a 20-gauge shotgun.

- 12-gauge. 12-gauge. Yeah. - Oh.

At least with that,

I can get myself a couple of rabbits of a Sunday.

There's my old baby.

That's a lot of gun, right enough.

Say, it'd take the legs right out from under a man.

Yeah, like as not.

But I reckon I'll stick to rabbits.

Let's talk about skill, Bert.

Think you could pick off a rabbit with one of those?

Well, I don't rightly know, Mr. McConnell.

It's a... nice enough gun, all right,

but...

No. I reckon I'll leave that kind of shooting

- to the young fellers. Yeah. - Heh. There you go.

- Here. - Thank you.

Well, sir,

everything satisfactory today, Mr. McConnell?

Yes. Everything's fine.

Right. Pleasure to have you, sir, pleasure.

Bert...

- I'll see you tomorrow. - Right, Mr. McConnell.

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Dillon!

I'm calling you, Marshal!

Come on out!

I'm gonna count to three, Marshal.

Mister, if you're thinking of drawing that gun,

there's not much point in counting.

I just want everyone to see you're getting a fair shake.

One...

Mister, you're crazy.

I don't even know you.

I know you, Marshal, and that's all that matters.

Two...

McConnell!

I'm hurt! What am I gonna do? Help me!

Dead.

That's pretty good shooting, mister. Thanks.

Guns are my business, Marshal,

but I never figured on having to use one on a man.

This here'n ain't quite a man.

I reckon he's just as dangerous, though.

That's funny, I never saw him before in my life, either.

If you don't need me any further, Marshal,

I think I'll go to my hotel.

I feel a bit shaky.

Well, fine. If you wouldn't mind stopping by

the office later and making a statement, Mr...?

McConnell. And I'll be glad to.

There. Look at that.

You sure knowed what you was talking about, Matthew.

That's the same feller, ain't it?

It sure is.

I knew I'd seen that face somewhere before.

Wanted for robbery, is he?

Yeah, and murder, too.

The only thing I can't figure out is, why was he after me?

Well, maybe he had a grudge agin you.

Well, I don't know why... I'd never met the man.

What about that young feller?

Well, there's nothing here on him at all.

Hm.

Well, it do beat all, don't it?

Let me see that poster again.

Missouri.

I'll tell you what, Festus.

Go down to the telegraph office and send a wire to Saint Joe.

See if there's any further information

on this man since this poster was issued.

When was that?

Well, that was a year ago last September.

And don't forget the name, John Barnes.

John Barnes. I'll do 'er, Matthew.

Calling hisself John Barnes.

Now, we want you to git that off just quick as you can.

- We? - Well, Matthew's waiting for a answer!

Well, you tell him he ain't likely to get it till tomorrow,

'cause Saint Joe will be closed down in an hour,

and we ain't the only ones using this telegraph wire, you know.

Barney, I ain't asking you for no spiel

about what's wrong with your telegraph.

I've always said you could do better

a-thumpin' on tom-toms anyhow.

Just don't forget that that's important, and I mean it.

All right, all right!

- Good night, Sam. - Good night, Mr. McConnell.

- It's been a pure pleasure. - Thank you.

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Keeping kind of late hours, ain't you, McConnell?

What are you doing here?

We come for you.

But you made a mistake; you might have been seen.

It was worth the risk.

I was, uh... coming out myself, tomorrow.

Yeah? We didn't feel like waiting.

- Huh. - Now... move!

So, you shot him?

I had to shoot him; I had no choice.

He was screaming my name.

- You dirty yellow-b... - Oh, figure it out for yourself!

The marshal was in the... middle of a setup.

Two men are trying to gun him down, one of them runs for help

to another guy who's been around town for a week.

He'd be an idiot not to know that something was building up.

He was just a kid... 18 years old.

Well, you sent him out to do a man's job,

so don't be crying in your beer when he couldn't handle it.

You always had a smart mouth, McConnell,

but you ain't never been one of us!

Now, don't be a fool, Stark.

If you want to kill me, go ahead, but, uh...

if you go into Dodge without me

and without taking care of Dillon first...

I'm gonna have a lot of company.

I say let's kill him.

Anybody got any objections?

All right, McConnell.

I figure to... put the first slug in your belly

so that, uh...

you take a long time to die.

You might...

talk me to death before you get around to shooting me.

Put your gun away, Ted.

What?

You heard me.

Put your gun away.

Put it away.

He killed Tommy.

He killed him because he didn't have any choice.

What are you talking about?

That kid was your brother!

The only brother I have is you,

and if'n you was as dumb as that kid,

I'd have killed you long ago.

Now...

we let him go.

Thanks.

Save it.

If we're gonna hit Dodge, we've wasted enough time already.

We don't need much time.

We go in like we planned, we'll get rid of Dillon,

take the bank and be halfway to Oklahoma before he knows it.

I thought you said he was too smart to trick.

Oh, he is, so we don't try to trick him.

We give him a... real problem,

the kind of a problem no good lawman can turn his back on.

If it times out, we'll be in the clear.

Could be.

I'll need another man, like always, just to make sure.

Anybody in particular?

So long as it isn't your brother.

Don't you ever mention my brother's name again.

Uh...

Pence might do.

When do we move?

Why not tomorrow?

Any trouble?

Not a bit. Got most of the guns

along the main road out of commission.

You know, I still don't know why you got to go to all the trouble

of using them pins, though... All you got to do is snap off

the pawl studs... that'll put 'em out of commission.

Yeah, wouldn't that be foolish.

If I was to damage their guns, they'd be onto me soon enough.

This way, they just misfire, and when they break it open

to see what went wrong, the pin drops out

- without being seen. - That's pretty smart.

I still think you're taking quite a risk, though.

Not as big as you might think.

Gives me something to do.

Also gives us an edge nobody else has got.

Mm.

The first two or three minutes, just the people

right around the bank knows what's going on.

If their guns won't fire, we're out of town

before anybody can do anything about it.

Sometimes it don't work out just that way, though, does it?

- What do you mean, McLean's leg? - Mm-hmm.

My system ain't foolproof.

- It just cuts down the odds a little. - Mm.

Getting pretty close to noon now.

Won't be too much longer.

- You gonna be needing me anymore? - No, not for a while.

Why don't you go in the lobby and hang around.

I'll be over later. Like to get things organized here.

All right.

All right, makes it one hour before we start in;

that makes it two hours before we rendezvous

in front of that bank.

I don't want nobody in there ahead of schedule. Nobody.

I want you to walk them horses,

give them plenty of water and rest, just like always.

I want them horses ready to move when we come out of that bank.

And, Jeff...

it's, uh, two minutes before 11:00, boy.

Yeah, I got 'er, Jim.

Clell and McLean ought to be moving in just about now.

Yeah.

McLEAN: It's right on 11:00.

Best be getting on out of here.

I don't like it.

Cuts things mighty fine for us, I can tell you that.

McConnell got it all figured out,

long as we get out of there by ten minutes to 2:00.

All I know is, we'll be heading out of that ranch

just ten minutes before Dillon's supposed to ride in,

and that's too close for comfort.

Well, we can't leave no earlier.

Something might go wrong.

We just might be able to have ourselves a little fun

while we're working...

and still not take any chances.

Well, are you coming or ain'tcha?

I wasn't expecting to see you till after.

Well, the Long Branch was easier than I thought.

Little early to go to the bank.

I sure wish we could stay here.

I can cover the bank real good from this window.

You get in the alley like I told you.

If you have to shoot anybody, stay put.

In all the excitement, nobody'll know

where the bullet came from.

Look, I don't like that part of it.

I'd just as soon be out there with the boys.

- Hey. - Hm?

Couldn't...

It's only 1:00.

Well, maybe that time has been changed.

No, Jimmy wouldn't change a time, not like this.

What do we do?

Something has gone wrong, or that boy wouldn't be

in Dodge till 1:30.

- Marshall! I got to talk to the Marshal. - Marshal!

All right.

Billy, what's happened? Somebody get Doc.

They killed Pa! You got to get 'em, Marshal.

- They-they killed Pa. - Who you talking about?

Two men. They come in this morning.

They're still out there with my two sisters.

I-I tried to stop 'em.

I couldn't do anything.

They beat me and... threw me out of the house.

I... I didn't have no gun. I had to come.

All right, now, take it easy, Billy.

Get him inside, will you? Festus.

I'll get the horse before you can get the rifles.

You don't know what it was like, Doc.

They just shot Pa... for no reason at all.

And then...

Now, you just... just hold still. Be quiet.

- Just stay still... - Where's the marshal?

- What happened to him? - Well, he got hurt.

What do you want the marshal for?

I just got an answer to that telegram he sent to Saint Joe.

That feller he was asking about, that John Barnes.

- Well, what about him? - He ain't only wanted

for robbery and murder... He's a member

of that gang of outlaws that hit the bank at Sedalia.

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- It's time to go. - McConnell.

- Yeah? - The marshal's had plenty of time

- to get out there and back. - I realize that.

It's too late to stop things now.

Well, now, you might prefer a lighter model.

See, this .45 of yours, that's a whole lot of gun

- for a gentleman to fool with. - I never carry it.

It's just a precautionary measure for the bank, you know.

Oh, of course, of course. But I, uh...

really would question its effectiveness.

Now, these cartridges ought to be changed once a month.

You're gonna get a whole lot of misfires out of that batch.

I've got a new lightweight army issue...

All you customers, down on the floor!

- Get down! - Come on, move! -Drop it.

And, you, you open that safe.

There's no money in the safe; it's all out here.

Shiloh!

Yeah?

You kill him when I count three.

That's one...

two...

All right!

All right, don't shoot.

Nobody gets hurt if you do like we say.

Shiloh! Give me a hand!

Come on!

All right, don't a-one of you move, you hear me?

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- It's a hold-up! The bank's been robbed! - Hyah!

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All right, let's get out of here!

You know any of them fellers, Matthew?

It was the Stark gang, Festus.

I recognized Jim Stark and two of the Fraleys.

Marshall... Marshall...

- What is it, boy? - Doc's gone! He's gone!

Gone? What are you talking about?

Two men... they took him.

Doc called one of them by name.

I... I think it was McConnell.

McConnell?

Get the horses, Festus.

Now, boys, listen to me, all of you.

Get your horses, every man that can ride,

and meet me back here right away.

We're going after 'em!

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