Original subtitles

Starring James Arness as Matt Dillon.

That's all.

That's everything.

Holding out on me, huh?

No, no, honest! Honest, I didn't!

Honestly...

You know, I always did like to save the frosting

on the cake till last.

Now, ain't it a sad thing I only got a little time?

Ain't it a sad thing?

- How 'bout me? - No! No!

You all right, Spellman?

Yeah.

Let's get out of here.

What I mean is, it's just like anything else.

There's some folks knows how better than other folks does.

Pass the taters.

Well, I don't claim...

claim to be any expert on it, but, to me,

chicken is just chicken.

Oh, no, no, that just ain't true at all.

Now, you take my Aunt Tory Heebes.

- Who? - Why, she could...

Wait a minute. Who?

Aunt Tory in Peosta.

Pass the gravy.

Now, that woman could cook a chicken so tender

that you could eat the entire bird,

bones and all.

Feathers, too, I suppose.

Don't be a smart aleck.

Now, I mean when Aunt Tory cooked a chicken,

there wasn't even a smell left.

They wasn't nothing,

except the wishy bone.

The wha...?

The wishy bone?

This here part.

Nobody ever eat that, saved it for wishing.

- That's for kids. - What is?

Wishing on a wishbone.

Well, of course it is, but not just.

Doc, I'm surprised at you.

You mean you ain't never wished on a wishy bone?

Festus, that's a wishbone,

and I have not wished on a wishbone of a chicken

since I was ten years old.

Now why don't you hush up and...

And-and you don't have no store in it, Doc?

Oh, of course not. It's ridiculous.

Well, for fair, I hope you don't win then.

Win what?

The big part, so's you get your wish.

Now go on.

Why don't you put that thing...

You got people looking at us here.

I don't give a hoot.

I ain't never eat a chicken in my born days

that I didn't wish on the wishy bone.

I can understand that. Certainly.

That's because you're... you're a little silly.

Well, I ain't silly enough to pass up seeing

who gets his wish or who don't.

Now go on, take a holt.

For your own good.

Let me tell you something for your own good.

You don't know a thing about that.

Now, when we were kids, we used to let that dry out

for about a week, till it was just as dry...

All right. Did your wish ever come to pass?

Oh, of course not. They never come to pass...

Well, there you are, you see?

Now, go on, take a holt.

Doc, please.

All right.

Uh-uh.

You're fudging.

Get that thumb down.

Huh.

All right.

Does that suit you?

Pull her.

You see, I got the big part.

I get my wish and you don't get nothin'.

Well, that's just fine with me. Now, what are you gonna wish?

Well, I can't tell you that.

Oh, excuse me.

You know, I ain't saw my cousin Bummie

in purty nigh three years.

I could wish that he'd come right here to Dodge City.

But you can't tell me.

Well, I ain't gonna wish that.

Oh.

I could wish for Aunt Theodore to get herself a new well rope.

Well, now you went and told me.

Well, I ain't gonna wish that neither.

Well, what in thunder you gonna wish?

I told you I can't tell you that!

Now, I could wish that you'd sweeten up a mite, I reckon.

By thunder, I'm gonna get out of here

before you get violent on me.

All right. Go ahead on.

But don't you forget I got the big part

and I got me a wish a-comin'.

Don't you forget that.

Aikens!

Travers!

I'll see you dead for leaving me.

Doc, the stage was held up in Topeka.

They killed the driver, wounded the guard

and I sent 'em on up to your office just now.

- I'll get over there. - All right. -THAD: Doc?

You-you all right, ma'am?

I don't think she's hurt. I think she's just scared.

Well, I can understand that. You're all right now.

Now, Thad, take her over

to the Long Branch to see Kitty.

All right. Come on.

It's all right. It's okay.

It's awful... just awful...

Okay, Jim.

Matthew, I heared about the holdup.

Yeah, I'm going out and try and track 'em down right now.

- You want me to go with you? - No, I want you and Thad

to stay here and keep an eye on town.

Ever what you say. I'll get your horse.

♪♪

Who be you?

Name's Matt Dillon, Mr. Tonkin.

What's wrong, Marshal?

Well, I'm hunting some men that may have passed by

to the west of you here.

It's possible.

They held up a stage a ways back.

One of 'em was riding a pinto horse.

Another one was carrying a big buffalo coat.

And then there was a third one.

Uh, looked to be leg-wounded.

That's right.

They passed by here just before sunset, headed north.

- Well, much obliged. - Say, Marshal,

would you care to stay the night?

You could take out come first light.

Well, there's still enough light to track by.

I think I'll keep moving on till it clouds over.

- Thank you. - So long.

That was fine.

All except that part about him staying the night.

Get inside.

Find 'em for me, Marshal.

You find them for me.

- Doc. - Kitty.

- Doc. - Thad, how are you?

Well, you look like you could use a good stiff shot.

You're very perceptive.

How's the guard, Doc?

The guard, Thad, is dead.

That's how he is.

I never saw anybody that wanted to live any more

or tried harder to; fought.

Right up to the last minute, I thought he was gonna make it.

Just no rhyme nor reason for it.

I guess you've seen your share.

Yeah.

I thought I was immune to this.

Supposed to be.

Right now, I'm just up to my neck with it.

Doc, why don't you go away for a few days.

No, I can't do that, Kitty.

I'm... I got to go out to the Miller place.

Pearl's gonna have that baby any day now,

and I promised her I'd be there.

Well, that'll take a day or two, won't it?

Oh, my, yeah. That's way up north there, you know,

in the barranca.

And there's something else now.

Why in thunder would that stubborn Dutchman Miller,

that she calls her husband, take a pretty, frail little girl

like Pearl all the way up so far out of town?

Now, Doc, don't start in on him.

It could be a break for you.

Well, that's a whole day's trip up there.

Well, you're gonna have to stay with Pearl for a few days

after the baby's born, aren't you?

Mmm, I don't know. Maybe, yeah.

Why don't you take your fishing pole.

By gosh.

Buckner Creek runs right through Miller's place.

That's right.

Now, why don't you take Festus and...

Festus, my foot.

I'm going fishing and I'm going alone.

And don't you tell him where I went either.

Him and his...

his wishy bones.

Wishy bones?

♪♪

Morning, Festus.

Oh, howdy, Miss Kitty.

What are you doing here at this hour?

Oh, I was just studying

about how quiet Dodge is this time of the morning.

What's the matter with him?

I don't know. He's been there quite a while.

Just like a cat ready to pounce.

Well!

Morning to you, Doc.

Don't sneak up on me like that.

Fiddle, I didn't mean to skitter you none.

Sure is a fine morning, ain't it?

It's not gonna do you any good.

Say, I'd be glad to buy you a cup of coffee

to kind of start the...

Won't do you any good. Won't do you any good.

You are about as obvious

as the ears on a jackass,

and just about as thickheaded, too.

- Well... - Now, I'm going fishing!

And I'm going by myself!

Don't think anything could be any clearer than that.

I just can't hardly believe it.

What?

Why, if a parson hisself was

to walk up to me and tell me

that a good friend of mine was a-fixin' to turn his back on me,

just downright balk

at a-sharin' his company with me

on a little old fishing trip, well, I'd say,

"Parson, you may be a-talkin' about a lot of folks,

"but you ain't a-talkin' about my good friend,

my special friend, Doc Adams."

Doc?

Don't try to follow me.

Giddap!

♪♪

♪♪

Hold it right there.

All right, get away from that horse. Go on.

I need this here animal, mister.

Marshal.

What happened at that camp of yours?

Well, them two hide-binders heading north.

They stole my food and shot my team.

I figured to take after 'em and have it out.

By shooting me and stealing my horse, huh?

No other way I could see.

And the two you were after... Was one of them riding a paint?

Yup.

Well, I'll take care of 'em for you.

Uh, Marshal,

no offense.

Shooting at you, I mean.

I could have hit you, you know.

You say they were headed north?

Yup.

Last I see, they was at that notch up there on the top.

Much obliged.

Hey, Marshal?

I need my rifle.

Well, it'll be waiting for you up at that notch near the top.

Get inside.

- Sam. - Hello, Festus.

Miss Kitty upstairs, is she?

No, she's in the office.

Howdy, Miss Kitty.

Oh, Festus, come on in.

Whew!

Sure hot enough early in the day.

Yeah, looks like we're in for another scorcher.

Yeah, sure does.

Can I buy you a beer?

Oh, much obliged, Miss Kitty.

I don't believe I will.

Yeah, these heat waves sure hang on, don't they?

Yeah.

Well, this-this time of year, why,

you can just purty near count on it a-scorchin' you

or a-bakin' you

or a-boilin' you.

Yeah, that's sure true.

You know, I've been thinking maybe I might go over

to old Orton Bossius' springhouse

and just kind of sprawl out for a spell.

It'd be cool over there.

That's what I was thinking.

It ought to be some cooler, anyhow.

Festus?

Yes'm?

Why don't you go fishing?

Beg your pardon?

Why don't you go fishing?

- By myself? - Why not?

Well, Matthew told me that I don't...

Well, Thad can take care of things, can't he?

Well, I reckon he could.

Golly Bill, they ain't nothing to going fishing by yourself.

- There isn't? - Well, of course not.

Feller can fish by his self,

but you don't go a-fishin' by yourself.

You don't?

Well, no.

Some folks does,

but I never was a one to, I'll tell you that.

Well, I'm gonna get on over to Bossius' house, and...

If you change your mind about that beer, come on back.

Much obliged, Miss Kitty.

I may see you directly.

Whoa... whoa... whoa!

Whoa, boy. Whoa.

Now, stand there.

You stay right there.

Whoa!

No.

Whoa! Whoa!!

Just a minute now.

I... somewhere...

Here. No.

Yeah.

No.

If I only had... my bag...

Danged old horse.

Well, I've done it.

Yes, sir, by thunder...

this time...

I've really done it.

Lucky for her that Doc Adams was willing

to ride all the way out there just to be with her.

Oh, yes.

Oh, why in the world Toe Miller would want

to take Pearl way out to that barranca country

is something I'll never understand.

I hear he has an awful nice place right on Buckner Creek.

Still, it's a long way from town

when she's having her first baby.

Yes.

Buckner Creek.

Golly Bill, I've took me a mess of pan-friers out of that place.

Whew.

It just ain't a-coolin' off a bit, you know it?

Well, if anything, it's hotter.

Now, I'll tell you something.

It wasn't a whole neat cooler

over at Bossius' springhouse, neither.

Here, Festus, drink that up.

Oh. Much obliged, Miss Kitty.

Golly bill, don't that look cooling, though?

Mm.

Miss Kitty,

you've got the best beer here at the Long Branch

that they is in town, by far.

- It is? - If I'm lyin', I'm dyin'.

Course, it could be the company.

Thank you, Festus.

What I mean is, as a whole,

they's a pretty good bunch that comes in your place.

- Well, you know, they're... - Course they is a troublemaker

drifts in, now and then, but I mean on the whole,

- they're a pretty good bunch. - Well...

And they's one feller that used to come in here all the time

and, why, I-I haven't saw him in a whole heap of time,

and that's old Toe Miller.

Toe Miller.

Yeah.

I kind of miss that old Dutchman.

You do?

Say, do you know something?

That he moved plumb out on the Buckner Creek,

way out yonder in the barranca country, did you know that?

Yeah, I knew it.

You know his wife Pearlie's fixin' to have a baby?

Do you know that?

Yeah, I know that too.

Who told you?

What, that Doc's attending Pearl out at Toe Miller's place,

way out yonder in the barranca country,

on Buckner Creek, where the fishes...

I don't know, I just heared it around.

But you got to give old Doc credit, you know,

going a way out yonder in the country on a hot day like this.

Well, I'm glad it ain't me.

You are?

Of course I am. Him a-traipsin' way out yonder

on heat like this. Why, shoot.

Course that's what comes of his a-bein' a doctor.

- Ow! - Oh, Sam. What happened?

Oh, I just cut my finger.

Oh, gosh. Let me see it.

- Well, it's nothing, Miss Kitty. - Ooh.

My foot, it ain't nothin'.

I recollect my cousin Alvrene cut her little toe

on a plowshare... Why, they was just...

Oh, it ain't that bad.

Well, maybe it ain't now,

but here's something you don't know.

Now, this here thing could

just get festered up something fierce.

Why, that could turn gangreney 'fore you could say,

"Rat run over the rooftops with a piece

of raw liver in his mouth."

All right, I'll have Doc take a look at it.

Oh, no you ain't. I'm gonna go fetch Doc for you.

Now, Miss Kitty, you look after Sam.

And Sam, don't you fret a bit.

I'll be right back.

Oh, Miss Kitty, tell Thad

to look after things for me, will you?

♪♪

He's still after us, but not for long.

You sure you can hit him?

If I can't, I can sure put a good scare in him.

Not if it's who I think it is.

Matt Dillon bleeds like any other man.

Bleeds, yeah, so if you shoot, hit him.

But don't think you're gonna scare him.

All right.

He's staying with us like a lockjawed hound.

Then let's split up and get out of here.

No, we're staying together.

If he does catch up, I want all the odds I can get on my side.

Well I'm wishing now we'd have kept Spellman with us.

At least it'd been another gun.

Look, I make it a practice never to carry dead weight.

♪♪

♪♪

♪♪

Whoa.

Doc?

Doc!

Where in the Sam Hill are...

Doc!

Come on, Ruth.

Doc?

♪♪

Doc!

Doc, what's ailing you?

- Festus? - What's happened to you, Doc?

Festus, I'm... I'm snakebit.

- Well, where? - In my hip.

Right there, in my h... hip.

Well, how long ago, Doc?

I don't know.

- Too long. - Hold on.

It's been too long.

Swelling clean down below your knee.

Yeah, it's numb.

Doc, you're gonna have to hold on.

- I'm gonna cut you. - Go ahead and cut.

Grit your teeth, Doc.

I know this hurts, but it's bleeding good, Doc.

It won't...

It's too late.

It ain't too late.

Don't know...

Get enough out till I can get you some help.

No help.

What we need's a poultice.

A rabbit or a chicken or...

- Chicken. - A fresh-killed chicken.

That'd draw that poison right out of there, wouldn't it, Doc?

- Chicken. - Wouldn't it?

I know where they is some. I passed some on my way here.

I'll get you one, Doc. Now, you just hold on, I'll...

- Get a chicken. - Hold on, Doc.

I'll be back before you know I'm gone.

You...

You better hurry.

Oh.

Hold it right there, mister.

Look, this here ain't what it looks like it is. I...

Ain't I seen you in Dodge with the marshal?

Now, I ain't got time to explain!

You ain't fooling me, and time's

- the least thing you got. - I got me this friend,

he's been bit by a snake and I...

You ain't taking me in.

Oh, look what you've went and did. I...

I wasn't stealing your chickens, I'd have paid...

What did I do?

Whoa.

Ho. Ho.

Whoa. Stand still.

Come on, now.

Now, git!

Ho! Ha, get up, there.

Ha, whoa. Whoa.

Hold.

Doc?

You hung on this long,

now you can hang on a little longer, do you hear me?

Hang on!

Your head's hot and feverish.

Doc.

Tell me what to do.

I've did everything I know how to do.

Tell me something.

You stubborn old scudder.

Why'd you have to be out here all by yourself, anyhow?

Why'd you do that?

Oh, it's just like you to lay here and die on me.

You stay in the buggy, you hear me?

In all my born days...

I ain't never wished for nothin'...

Any sign?

Nope.

He's out there, though.

He'll be here soon enough.

- How'd they get loose? - Well, I tied 'em.

Get 'em before they wander off!

Hold it! Hold it right there.

All right, just unbuckle the belt slow.

Easy.

Up.

Get 'em up.

All right, hold your fire.

Where's the other one?

We left him at Benson's Flat.

All right, the gun belt.

I deserve getting caught, tying in with the likes of them two.

The gun belt. Slow.

That stage driver die?

He died.

Well, that sort of makes things pretty definite for me.

That's right.

Now take off the gun belt.

Hold it! Hold it!

Whoa. Whoa.

Doc?

Festus!

What in thunder are you trying to do here?!

- Glory be, you got... - Well, don't "glory be" me.

Untie me!

- Festus, somebody's got... - I can't untie you, Doc.

You can't? Why can't you?

Because I got to get you back to Dodge City, Doc.

Dodge? You can't get...

I can't go to Dodge on this thing.

Unt... You're gonna kill me!

Oh, no, I ain't gonna kill you.

That can't be did.

You're too dang ornery to die.

- You... - Get me untied here!

Just hush your mouth and quit your bellerin'

and faunchin' now, 'cause I ain't gonna let you off

till we get to Dodge City,

and you might as well make up your mind to that.

You...

Now, just lay down and be still.

Festus, you let me off of here

or I'll have you tarred and feathered!

All right, just go on and bawl and beller

as much as you want to.

Don't you nor nobody else tell me nothing

about wishy bones.

Oh, it's hot.

Kitty, I'll tell you, it couldn't get much hotter.

Did you notice? It's pretty quiet, too.

Yeah.

I haven't been able to figure out whether that's because

of the heat or because Doc and Festus aren't in town.

Festus, get me off of here!

Why, not till I get to your office

and get you up them steps and put you to bed!

That's when I'll take you off.

Just quit a-grousin', will you?

Whoa, whoa.

You didn't have to pull me down through town

in front of these people.

You did it on purpose.

I did not, and you know it.

Just hold your taters while I get you untied.

You just... don't... Oh, hi, Matt.

Doc, what happened?

Oh, he went and got hisself snakebit.

Snakebit?!

Yes, snakebit.

That wasn't half as bad as being tied on this thing

and bounced halfway across the country behind a jackass,

and I don't mean that one up there either.

You can see he's feeling a heap better.

- Here, help me. - Here.

Why don't you folks all go home.

Easy, now... easy...

Matthew, I got to talk to you some...

A-fore you go, there's something I got to get off my chest.

What's that?

Well, I done something awful.

I had to, though.

- It was either that or... - What was it?

Well, I killed a farmer over at Benson Flat.

He thought I was stealing his chickens.

Benson Flat. Well, that was you, huh?

Well, Festus, let me tell you something,

you didn't kill any farmer.

- Oh, yeah, I did... - No, no, you didn't.

I rode by there on my way back,

and I found this man and I found Mr. Tonkins, too.

- Mr. Tonkins? - Right. The man you killed

is one of the gang that held up the stagecoach.

He's wanted in three states for murder or robbery,

wanted dead or alive.

- Golly Bill, you sure? - I'm sure.

Come on.

Thanks, Burt.

What could've happened to that dad-gum thing?

I know I put it in here.

Where did I put it...?

Doc, what are you doing?

Well, I'm looking for that old medicine bag of mine.

- Medicine bag?! - Yeah, I-I hid it there,

when I bought my new one, you know, and I knew...

Doc, you have got to get into this bed.

- Bed?! - Yes, bed!

You're lucky to be here at all.

Well, gosh, I know that. I wouldn't have made it

if it hadn't have been for Festus, but I am here and...

Where is that bag? Pearl Miller is out there

having that baby and thinks I've forgotten all about her.

- Doc, will you listen to me? - What?

I got something to tell you about Pearl Miller.

What?

Sure am glad your arm's gonna be all right, Matthew.

- Yeah, so am I. - Matt!

Matt, is what Kitty's telling me the truth?

Well, what's she been telling you?

Well, she said that old Toe Miller

delivered his wife's baby himself.

Well, I'm afraid that's right, Doc.

As soon as he got through taking the bullet out of my arm.

Well, I'll be doggoned.

Here I get myself half snakebit to death,

going out there to deliver Pearl

to find out that old Dutchman can do it himself.

By golly, the least he could have done is told me, I'd think.

Well, Doc...

Next time I go traipsing around the country,

- Doc. Doc. - Trying to get someplace...

Well, what is it?

Well, maybe he didn't know he knowed how till he had to do it.

Doc, will you go to bed now, please?

Well, of course not. What for?

Because you need some rest... That's why.

Well, now I suppose you're gonna start to practice medicine.

I know what I need. I need...

I haven't had anything to eat. I can't remember when.

- Doc, Festus is right. - Festus is not right!

I'm a doctor, and I know what I need and it's food.

And when I say I need food, that's what I need.

- I'm gonna get some, too. - Doc!

- What? - You're not going out like that.

Well, I don't know why not. Everybody in town has seen me.

He saw to that.

Pulling me in a...

Well, wait a minute and I'll go with you.

Golly Bill, after all he's went through.

Yeah, he's quite a man, Festus.

He is, to fair.

You know something, Matthew?

If that old scudder had a little more hair on his face,

I'd swear he was a Haggen.