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Starring James Arness as Matt Dillon.

Don't try it, Ray.

Matt, that you?

It's me.

I wasn't sure which one of you I was following.

Me and Cooper split up a ways back.

I know.

I wish I'd followed the other trail.

Heard two weeks ago you was after us.

I didn't believe it.

Ray, you knew I was marshal at Dodge.

You should've stayed out of Ford County.

A man on the run don't always check county lines.

I'm sorry about that farmer.

He still alive?

Just barely.

I didn't shoot to kill, Matt.

No, you just shot so you could get a fresh horse

and stay ahead of a posse.

Oh, no, Matt.

No, it wasn't no posse I was worried about.

Them bounty hunters.

Been two, maybe three, on my trail all year.

Mind if I stand up now, Matt?

Take off your gun belt first.

I wouldn't draw on you, Matt.

You should know better than that.

Just real slow and easy, Ray.

It's been a long hard ride, outside the law.

More than ten years.

I'm almost glad it's over, Matt.

I wish it had ended somewhere else.

So do I, friend.

So do I.

Saddle the horse, Ray.

Well, I can think of worse things

than being in your jail, Matt.

Give us time to talk about the old days.

Remember the time at Chickamauga

when you saved the captain's life?

I remember I never would've gotten out alive,

if it wasn't for you.

You don't forget something like that.

Yeah.

Well, guess that's all water under the bridge now.

You always was a stickler for doing your duty.

Saddle up, Ray.

Sure.

Just... talking for the sake of talking, Matt.

Well, I guess you'll be anxious to get back to...

Matt, behind you...

Don't pull a trick like that, Ray.

No trick, Matt.

Look out, Matt!

It's okay, Matt.

Beats a rope.

I didn't believe you, Ray.

Don't blame yourself, Matt.

It's just the kind of trick

a man in my spot might try to pull.

We'll get you to a town.

You couldn't get me ten feet.

You know it.

Ray, I'm sorry.

I know.

Who was that man?

I couldn't make him out.

A bounty hunter, more than likely.

I guess he figured he'd...

shoot you, then me...

and take me and claim I-I killed you.

I'll find him.

Matt... Matt... no, Matt.

You've got better things to do

than try to... get even with someone

for what he did to some old tired horse thief.

Matt...

just take me and see I get buried proper.

Please...

I got some money in my saddlebag.

Ray, I...

Forget it, Matt.

Forget it.

It's not your fault.

It just happened.

Matt...

Well, Marshal.

Good to see you back.

Grab this here.

How are you, Hank?

Who is it?

Ray Gilcher.

Got him, huh?

- Hank, do me a favor, will you? - Sure, sure.

Take him over to the undertaker.

See if the preacher can hold services on him in the morning.

Sure thing, Marshal.

Anything you find on him, why,

just bring it to my office.

Howie, I want a room.

What?

Give me a back room off the streets, now, Howie.

Well, you don't have to register, Marshal.

Why not?

Well, I... Marshal, is there something the matter?

Howie, I'm tired. I want to get upstairs.

Give me a key, will you?

Sure.

Sure, Marshal.

Sure you wouldn't like a cup of coffee, Marshal Tucker?

Oh, I'm sure.

How about a half a cup?

No, thanks.

Good and hot. Stout.

Haggen-style coffee...

No, I'm... no, thanks.

I'm-I'm trying to finish this letter.

Having trouble with it, are you?

Just a little.

Well, shoot, maybe I could help you out.

There's lots of times that I give Matthew ideas for letters

that he just thinks is...

This is, uh... this is personal.

Oh.

Well, fiddles.

She can't have forgot you this soon.

Why, I know this feller that left his gal

for purty nigh three years,

and he never heared from her one time.

Well, take that back.

He might have got one letter...

This is to my wife, Festus,

and please let me finish the letter, huh?

Oh, sure.

Just didn't want you to be a-frettin', that's all.

Thanks.

Howdy, Hank.

Hi, Festus.

Marshal asked me to drop this stuff off here.

Hi, Marshal.

Whose is that?

Ray Gilcher's belongings.

Ray Gilcher?

Is Matthew back?

Yeah, he rode in a half hour ago.

This is all Gilcher had on him.

A gold watch...

seventy-five dollars...

belt, holster, pistol...

horse and saddle's over at my place.

Matthew must have went over to the Long Branch.

- Naw, I saw him - After this, well, we...

headed towards the Dodge House.

The Dodge House?!

Well, what did he want to go over there for?

Hank, thanks. We'll take care of this.

Yeah, okay.

You know, Matthew ain't never did nothing like this before.

Why do you reckon he'd want to go...?

He probably had a reason.

Well, I'm fixing to find out right now.

Come in.

Matthew...

Festus, Clint.

Matt.

What in the tarnation are you doing over here...?

I understand you bagged Gilcher.

I killed him, if that's what you mean. Yeah.

He put up much of a fight, did he, Matthew?

None.

Matt...

I'll make out a report on it, later, Clint.

Yeah, sure.

You must be tired.

Why don't you rest up for a day or two.

I don't mind staying on for a time.

Oh, sure! Me and old Clint,

we-we can handle things for a spell longer.

Hold on a minute.

Festus, I didn't mean for you to hear it this way, but...

What?

Clint, you're the new marshal in this town.

What?!

I'll turn in my resignation when I make out my report.

Resig...!

What in the Sam Hill are you talking about?

You can't quit!

I'd just as soon drop it, Festus.

Look, Matt, I was just filling in.

I have a personal matter to tend to in Ellsworth.

I want to get back.

Now, Clint, you're in charge here,

till they can send a new man down from Hays.

Matthew, you just slow down.

You're going too fast.

Festus, I'm tired and I want to get some sleep.

Well, golly Bill, you can't say such a thing as that,

and then go to sleep on it.

This here takes jawin' about, and a-thinkin' on.

I've been thinking about it...

Bringing in a dead man for 50 miles

across the prairie, on a stolen horse.

Well, fiddle, you've did that a hundred times before.

What's so different about this here one?

What happened out there, Matt?

I want to get some sleep!

Now, will you get out of here and leave me alone?

Come on, Festus.

We'll talk later, Matt.

Him a-turnin' in his badge don't make a lick...

Festus.

Matthew, if you need anything, why, you just holler,

'cause I'll be close around.

Yeah, thanks, Festus.

Well, he must have said something else.

He must have said why he was quitting.

Miss Kitty, that's all in the world he said.

Now, you can ask Marshal Tucker.

Are you sure he means it?

Well, I guarantee he means it.

Well, now, here.

It's just a plain case of fatigue.

That's what it is.

He had to trail that man for two weeks.

Well, he's had to do that before.

I know it.

This is something different.

See, this man Gilcher is a friend of his.

They've known each other from way back.

Served in the war together.

Something like that.

I don't know all there is to know about it.

But I do know that having to go

on the trail after him was bad enough.

But to have to shoot him...

Well, I told Matthew, I said "You get yourself some rest..."

That's exactly right.

It is?

Of course it is.

For once, you're right.

Rest is what he needs.

Now let's all keep away from him entirely.

And a couple of good hours rest over there in that hotel...

- Matt. - Howdy, Matthew.

Evening.

Matt, it's good to see you back.

How about a drink, Matt?

Well, sounds good, Kitty.

Want to join me?

- You bet. - Much obliged.

Go on over to the table.

I'll bring it over.

Not much going on around here.

No, it's been kind of quiet like this for over a week now.

What is this that Festus has been

telling us about you wanting to quit?

Well, it's true, Doc.

I have quit.

Well, now, I think that's a decision you ought to make

with a clear head.

I mean, get some sleep on it.

Doc, I've got a clear head.

I've slept on it.

My mind's made up.

What are you going to do?

Now that part I haven't thought about yet.

Good to have you back, Matt.

Kitty.

Come on, Miss Kitty, sit down and join up with us.

Oh, thanks, Festus. Just a...

Thank you.

Well... here's...

Here's to...

Oh, hush up and drink your beer.

Evening, folks.

Hello, Clint.

Come on, draw up a chair.

Well, no, thanks. I've got rounds to make.

Matt, I'd like to talk to you, maybe,

if you could come with me now, we...

Well, how about, uh, tomorrow?

All right. First thing in the morning?

I got a funeral to go to in the morning.

Look, Matt, I've got plans of my own to make.

The sooner we get things straight, the better.

Our business is a lot more important

than an outlaw's burying.

Clint, I'll see you after the funeral.

I'll see you at the office.

"man that is born of a woman

"hath but a short time to live and is full of misery.

"He cometh up and is cut down like a flower.

"He fleeth as it were a shadow

"and never continueth in one stay.

"In the midst of life we are in death.

"Of whom may we seek for succor but of Thee, O Lord,

"who for our sins, are justly displeased.

"Lord, Thou hast been our refuge

"from one generation to another.

"Before the mountains were brought forth

"or ever the earth and the world were made,

"Thou art God from everlasting and world without end.

"Thou turnest man to destruction.

"In the morning, it is green and groweth up

"but in the evening it is cut down.

"And now, Lord, what is my hope?

"Deliver me from all my offenses.

"Thou hast set our misdeeds before Thee

"and our secret sins in the light of Thy countenance.

"So teach us to number our days

that we may apply our hearts unto wisdom."

Marshal Dillon?

That's right.

They, they told me in town you'd be out here. I...

I'd like to have a few words with you, if I could.

- I'm sorry, son, maybe later. - It's important.

What's it about?

About that.

I would have got here sooner,

but I... I just heard about it this morning.

Did you know him?

Yeah, I knew him.

He was my father.

I... son, I...

Ah, it-it's all right, Marshal.

I-I don't hold it against you.

I rode down to...

ask you a favor.

What is it you want?

He-he carried a gold watch.

It... had some... some fancy engraving on it.

I'd-I'd sort of like to have it,

if you don't mind.

You know, to remember him by.

Sure. He, uh, he had some other things, too.

No, no, all-all I want is the watch.

Well, I'll see that you get it.

I'm obliged to you, Marshal.

You know, I...

I only wish you would have really known him. He...

He wasn't as bad as they say, you know.

You, uh...

stop by the marshal's office later.

I guess I should say thanks.

That's it, Clint.

My report and my resignation.

Well, I'll put these in the file,

for a couple of days, Matt,

just in case you change your mind.

Suit yourself. There's one more thing.

There's a young kid here in town.

He's Gilcher's son.

Oh? Is he looking for trouble?

No. No, he's not.

He, uh, he just wants the gold watch his father was wearing.

I'll see that he gets it.

He might as well take the gun and holster, too.

And there's some cash money.

Well, he says he just wants the watch.

But, uh, I'd appreciate it if you gave him everything.

Fine.

Yeah.

Well...

Matt...

there's one thing I wanted to talk to you about.

What's that?

Well, since I'm in charge here, for I don't know how long,

and since the town is new to me,

I... I think I'm gonna get another man.

I want to get myself a deputy.

Well, Festus will be glad to help you out.

Well, I want a full-time man and someone of my own choosing.

Clint, Festus is a pretty good man when the going gets tough.

I don't doubt that.

It's just that...

well, I wanted you to know

I'm going to have to start organizing things my way.

All right.

Do it your own way.

Hello, Marshal.

Son, I'm not the marshal here anymore.

You'll find him inside.

He'll see that you get your things.

All that I want is the watch.

Look, son, the stuff belongs to you, take it!

Hello, Shaver.

Well, hello, Dillon.

What are you doing in Dodge?

Oh, just passing through.

Any law against just passing through?

I've told you to do your bounty hunting

outside of these city limits.

Now, who's hunting?

I just aim to water my horse

and drink the dust out of my craw, that's all.

Where were you two days ago?

Two days ago?

Well, now, that's hard to recollect.

I move around a lot.

You weren't, by any chance, up in the timber country, were you?

Timber country?

Not that I know of.

But I hear you was.

Hey, you got old Ray Gilcher.

Too bad; I was after him myself, a while back.

How far back?

Marshal, I... I got me a memory

that just, uh, ain't no good.

All I can remember is faces.

And a price on 'em.

Each man to his own calling, Marshal.

Or are you still marshal?

Fellow outside of town told me an old friend of mine,

name of Clint Tucker, is running things here now.

And I noticed, uh, you ain't wearing no badge.

Stay out of my way, Shaver.

Oh, I'll do that, citizen.

I'll do that.

There, looks a little better.

Yeah, all it needed was a little rest.

Uh, you going to be taking him out soon?

I'll know before tomorrow, Hank.

Let him eat what he wants to today.

Uh, Matt...

I, uh, uh, we, uh...

most of us here hate to see you go.

Hank, I'm not going anywhere.

I'm just quitting a job, not a town.

Festus?

Morning, Matthew.

You ain't fixin' to leave today, are you?

No, not today.

Good, 'cause I'll need just a little time

to get a few things together.

What are you talking about?

I'm going with you.

Festus, I don't even know where I'm going.

Well, foot, that don't make me no nevermind.

I'm getting like you, Matthew.

I'm getting tired of working so hard.

We are, huh?

Yeah, it's the same thing.

You know, day in, day out.

Shoot, a feller gets tired.

Of course, Marshal Tucker, he's been after me

to stay on and help him out, but... I said no.

I said,

"It's time I was moving on myself."

Well, let's go have a drink and talk it over.

Yeah. That's fine.

And $75.

That's it, kid.

You can pick up your father's saddle

at the livery stable, any time you want to.

I sure do thank you, Marshal.

You know, I sure never...

you know, figured to get this...

this way.

Thanks again.

Oh, just a minute, kid.

I'll go along with you.

Nice to talk to you again, Clint.

See you later, if you're free.

Okay.

Thank you.

World sure is a funny place, ain't it?

How do you mean?

Well... you being the son of old Ray Gilcher.

Us meeting here in Dodge.

What's so funny about that?

Well, just as well have been me that killed your pa.

Wait a minute, you mean... you mean you was after him?

I'm a bounty hunter, boy.

There was a price on him.

Your pa was a slick one.

He run me over three states and two territories.

Never could get close enough to nail him.

Well, I-I never knew him.

Good, anyway.

Mm! I could tell you stories about him

from here to Sunday and back again.

Oh, no, now, he...

he was tired of throwing a wide loop.

He wanted to change.

He... he told me so.

That a fact?

Yes, sir, it is.

You, uh... you reckon he was on the level?

Me and ma wanted to believe him, but...

I guess a man like that couldn't quit...

The law dogging him and

a price on his head and all.

Mm.

Men like me chasing him all over the hills.

Well...

no more than what a man wearing a badge does.

You, uh, you don't hold it against Dillon?

His killing your pa?

Eh, he was just doing his job, that's all.

You're a strange one, kid.

If it had been my pa he shot at,

I'd feel a sight different than you.

Maybe.

Well, you had a rough day, kid.

Come on, I'll buy you a drink.

Thank you, Mr. Shaver.

Okay, you've proved something.

I've just got to the place

where I've got to get me some rest.

I just been a-workin' too dang hard.

I'd like to know what at.

Matt, I can certainly recommend

that you get away for a few days, I'll tell you that.

Yeah, I've been thinking about it, Doc.

Festus, what do you say you and I saddle up

and head into the high country for a few days,

do a little hunting?

Yeah, good idea.

We'll just saddle up and ride up into the high country,

and do us a little hunting...

Matthew and me.

I'm in favor of it,

as long as it doesn't get to be a habit.

Oh, well, fiddle.

Dodge is the only habit we got.

Ain't it, Matthew?

You bet.

That man's a bounty hunter, isn't he?

Yeah.

Ain't that Ray Gilcher's boy with him, there?

Excuse me.

Hello, Mar...

I mean, Mr. Dillon.

Hey, uh, I see you got your things all right, huh?

Yes, sir, and I'm obliged to you.

Son, uh, where did you meet this man?

Over at Marshal Tucker's office.

What's the matter, Dillon?

I knew his old man.

I heard he was Gilcher's son, I offered to buy him a drink.

That bother you?

Everything you do bothers me.

You're not welcome in Dodge.

That a fact?

Well, now, the new marshal don't feel that way.

We're old friends.

Stay away from him, son.

He's a bounty hunter.

I know, but he knew a lot about my pa.

Well, yes, he knew a lot about your pa.

He's one of the men that hounded him

for the reward on his head.

I know, he told me.

Fact is, I didn't kill him.

You did.

You get paid for it, don't you?

Shaver, I've had about enough out of you...

Aw, take it easy, Dillon.

You ain't marshal no more.

Mr. Dillon, you got no right to be picking my friends for me.

Come on, kid.

Well, that doesn't make any difference to me.

Doesn't make any difference?!

Clint, the man's a bounty hunter; he's a killer!

I know a lot of bounty hunters, Matt.

I've worked with some; Shaver among them.

Now, I don't like their trade any more than you do,

but in my opinion, they're a necessary evil.

They bring in wanted men that you and I

just don't have the time to hunt down.

Oh, he brings them in, all right.

Usually with a bullet in the back.

I'm not gonna argue with you, Matt.

And I'm not gonna order Shaver out of town,

just because you don't like the business he's in.

What do you think he's doing in this town?

He said he was just passing through.

- And you believe that?! - There's no reason I shouldn't.

- Clint! - Now that's my decision, Matt.

Unless you want to take this back.

Matt!

I'm sorry.

But as long as I'm marshal here,

that means I use my judgment and my experience.

There just isn't any other way.

Well, since you've made up your mind on the whole thing,

I don't know what else you can do.

You can't blame Clint

for wanting to run things his way, Matt.

Well, no, it's just that the way he's handling this

is liable to lead to trouble, Doc.

That's fine, George.

Well, only way you could avoid trouble...

is to take back that badge.

Otherwise you've got to let him run it his way, right or wrong,

as I see it.

Excuse me, Mr. Dillon.

I'd, uh, like to have a word with you, if I could?

What is it?

Well, I... I think I should explain

about me and Mr. Shaver.

Look, I-I know you mean well, and...

well, you're just looking out for me and all, but...

you know, him knowing Pa, there's...

there's things about Pa I can learn from him.

Son, you're not going to learn anything good from that man.

Now, take my advice and stay away from him.

Well...

I just want you to know, no... no matter what he said,

that... I don't hold no hard feelings for you.

And that's all I wanted to say.

- Doctor. - Mm.

Well...

I think that ought to make you feel a little better.

I don't know.

Oh, for heaven sakes.

Stop beating yourself, will you?

Well?

I did what you said.

I apologized.

And?

He seemed to appreciate it okay, but...

I still don't see why you wanted me to do it.

Manners, boy.

Only thing to do when you're in the wrong,

is to set it right.

That's true, but I...

just never figured you to be that concerned.

Well, truth is, there's another reason.

Now, if we're going to be working together...

Working together?!

That's right. If we're gonna be working together,

we'll need protection.

Now, Tucker's a friend of mine.

He'll stay off my back.

But Dillon...

I don't see, Mr. Shaver, what you're getting at.

I'm explaining it to you, boy.

As long as Dillon's around, he could cause me trouble.

But he wouldn't want to harm you,

'specially after he killed your pa.

I guess not.

He'd be sort of partial to you.

I suppose he would.

But I still don't see what

that's got to do with you and me teaming up.

Everything.

You know, I gotta hand it to you, kid...

You sure took your pappy's death like a real trouper.

Now, now, Mr. Shaver...

Just as brave as you can be!

- Who are you? - You know who I am!

You ain't Ray Gilcher's son.

You must be out of your mind.

Ray Gilcher didn't have no son.

- You better leave me... - Watch your temper, boy,

lest you can back it up.

Now, you tell me who you are

or I'll smack your ears down around your shoulders.

Now, who are you and what are you after?

I got what I'm after.

What?

My watch, that's what.

I lost it to Gilcher in a poker game.

I picked up $75, too, and a gun and a saddle, to boot!

And you're getting none of it.

How would you like to split $500?

Five hundred dollars?

Yeah. Gilcher was riding with a man named Cooper.

There's $500 on his head.

So?

I was tracking them.

They split up.

I lost the reward on Gilcher.

I don't aim to lose it on Cooper.

What makes you think he's around Dodge?

He's sitting over in the Long Branch right now.

You know...

I knew, Shaver...

if I hung around you long enough,

you would come up with something.

How do we take him?

Together.

Makes it easier.

We give him some more time.

Let him get, uh, liquored up, huh?

Mr. Shaver, you got yourself a partner.

So, anyway, that's about it, Doc.

I killed a man; killed an old friend

'cause I thought he was going for me,

when all he was trying to do was save me.

Well, you didn't know there was a man behind you.

But he told me there was.

You thought it was a trick and it could have been, you know.

Yeah, well, that's the point, it wasn't.

I just gunned him down.

Snap decision, Matt.

That's all it was.

It's your job, your business.

You had to do it.

Mistake?

All right.

Is that why you're quitting your job?

I guess I'm just tired of a job like that

that forces me to make a decision

where a man's life's involved.

Well, I know how you feel about that, too.

I've thought about quitting a thousand times.

But I never did.

But I might.

Yes, sir, maybe when you come back, in about a year,

and tell me how happy you've been over this...

I just might follow your example.

Come on, let's get out of here.

Oh, no... no, wait a minute, I'll take care of this.

You're unemployed, you know.

Well, I guess I'll turn in, Doc.

Yeah, not much else to do tonight.

Oh, uh, thanks for the dinner.

Now, you been drinking all night long!

Wait a minute! Hold on! Now that's enough of that!

- He started it! - He started it!

Break it up! I don't care who started it.

I don't allow any fighting around this town.

Now, where are you men from?

We're in Joe Cain's outfit.

All right, get back out there,

and remember what I said! Now, go on!

Kind of hard to break old habits, ain't it?

Put me on 11, okay?

That a boy!

Over there.

The one in the green shirt.

On the 12 in the black, now.

Put some more...

He don't look so dangerous to me.

12 on the black now.

Put some more on there.

On black. That a boy.

What are you drinking, gents?

Two beers.

It's, uh...

it's pretty crowded in here.

Thank you.

That's all the better.

He won't notice nothing till it's too late.

Yeah.

So how do we take him?

You, uh, you drift down over there.

You get to his right side, I'll stand to his left.

Be sure your hand is away from your gun.

Let him think he's got a chance.

When he goes for his gun... I'll nail him.

You make it sound easy.

There you are.

Thanks.

How would you like to try your luck at, uh, roulette, kid?

All right.

- Even numbers! - Now you got it! Yeah.

Come on, red! Even numbers.

- Even now. - First ball on the red.

Yeah! That's fine!

Come on, first one on the red.

Oh, red it is.

First one for me.

I feel lucky tonight.

I feel lucky tonight.

A red 16, please.

16 on the red.

Around she goes.

Now, here, here, put this down on the red, right now.

- Put this down... red. - On the red.

Come on, red.

First one on the red... come on, red.

Come on, red. Get red.

♪♪

Cooper!

All right, roll him over.

Had it on the girl, well, there was no way to stop it.

She might have been killed.

She ain't that bad hurt.

Get out of here!

- I'll handle it. - What's she so steamed up about?

That's enough, Shaver.

Why don't you get her to a doctor?

Excuse me.

What's happened?

Everything's under control.

Shaver gunned that man down.

Who did this?

Cooper's gun went off when he fell.

This one's all broke up like it was her daughter.

All this fuss about one of them.

Back off, Matt!

Clint, I told you something like this could happen.

They got Mel Cooper.

I don't care who they got!

Maybe you don't, but I do.

My concern is for the safety of the people in this town!

Cooper was wanted for murder!

There's not gonna be any gunfighting in my town,

as long as I can help it!

- Your town? - That's right! My town!

Well, I guess that says it.

Yeah, I guess it does.

Kitty, get her over to Doc's.

Go on.

All right, let's go.

You ain't gonna lock me up.

It says, right here: "dead or alive."

We got the reward! We got him!

What do you mean, "we"?

Me and Gilcher's son.

What have you got to do with this?

He had plenty to do with it.

I saw the whole thing.

That's right, Marshal.

- You gonna lock him up, Sheriff? - Shut up!

He's in it same as me.

All right... get out of here, both of you.

After we get our money.

They've got every right to it, Matt.

Headquarters in Hays offered that reward.

You've got no choice but to honor it.

All right, get over to the office.

I'll make out the papers.

Now get out of here.

We'll be waiting, Marshal.

I'm obliged.

All right, folks, it's all over.

Break it up.

I'll send a letter on to Hays to cover that resignation.

I told you I was going to file it

for a few days, remember?

Yeah.

If it's okay with you, I think I'll pull out tonight.

I'm kind of anxious to get back to my family.

Sure.

Clint, I, uh... I put you in a difficult spot.

I'm sorry.

Well, I guess it was more difficult for you.

Doc told me what happened

out on the prairie with Gilcher.

Good luck, Matt.

So long, Clint.

How is she, Doc?

She'll be all right.

Kitty tells me you're back on the job again.

Yeah.

I'm mighty glad to hear it.

Where's Shaver?

Well, I'm headed over to arrange for his blood money now.

His what?!

Well, Wells Fargo's got a $500 reward on Cooper's head.

Hays has okayed it, so I guess it's their business.

It's dirty business.

Yeah.

Matt...

Shaver's using the way you feel about that boy

to get him off an awful lot easier than he would otherwise.

Kind of funny, isn't it?

Yeah. Someday we'll get together

and have a good laugh about it.

Can't imagine Dillon wanting to leave such a nice place.

Why, he killed his old friend.

Or didn't you hear?

Ah, I wouldn't figure it would bother him all that much.

Well, son, you've really picked yourself a fine friend here.

Now hold on, Dillon.

You keep your mouth closed.

I don't need much of an excuse to lock you up.

It's the dirtiest money you'll ever earn.

It all spends the same, Marshal.

That's a fact, boy.

All right.

Take this over to the headquarters in Hays City.

I know. I've been there before.

Yeah, I'll bet you have.

We're, uh, we're obliged to you.

Son, you keep on the way you're going,

you're gonna wind up like Cooper did.

Hey, now, I didn't break no law, Marshal.

With him as a partner, you're not far from it.

Shaver didn't break any law, either.

Go on, get out of here.

Come on, kid, let's go.

No, wait a minute, Shaver.

Hey, you know, you sound like

some high-flying judge or something.

Now, now, who are you to say what's gonna happen, huh?

Get out of here and collect your blood money.

You got your blood money for killing my pa, didn't you?

- Wait... - Come on, let's go, boy.

Marshal, will you tell me

your badge makes your killing any different than ours, huh?

You blasted my pa with that rifle!

Was that any different than our gunning down Cooper?

How did you know I was using a rifle?

What?

There's only two ways you could've know about that.

Either that was you up on those rocks,

or somebody was up there,

and they told you I was using a rifle.

Now, which was it?

I don't know who it was, but it wasn't me.

Shut up, kid.

Don't let him scare you.

No, that's right.

Don't let it scare you, son,

just like it was earlier tonight.

Two against one.

Hold it.

Oh, Marshal, don't shoot, please.

You little fool.

We had it made.

He ain't Gilcher's son.

Gilcher never had a son.

Marshal, wait.

I tracked Gilcher...

for three weeks.

Three weeks, I tracked him!

And I would have had him, too,

if it wouldn't have been for you.

It's mine.

And if it wouldn't have been for you, I could've had it.

It's mine.

It's my watch.

It's mine.

Stay tuned for scenes from next week's Gunsmoke.