Original subtitles

Starring James Arness as Matt Dillon.

♪♪

Hey, there!

Howdy.

All of a sudden them banditos didn't like the odds.

You came along at a good time. Thanks.

They call me Reb Jessup.

Matt Dillon.

Where you headed, Dillon?

Well, I'm headed for Monterrey.

Well, that's a far piece.

That's what they tell me.

Ain't the friendliest country tween here and there...

More of them banditos, maybe even some renegade Apaches.

Well, I'll have to keep my eyes open.

I'd ride along with you, except I'm cuttin' east for Santa Rosa.

You want a detour, you can get a nice hot meal, some good wine,

and maybe even a soft bed for the night,

- if you got a mind to. - Well, much obliged to you

for the offer, but I, uh... I think I better be pushin' on.

Well, all right. Suit yourself, mister.

I... Me, I like the creature comforts.

I'm getting a little anxious to catch up with them, too,

so I think I'll light out.

Be seeing you.

Yeah. Well, keep your eye open for trouble.

There's plenty of it around here.

♪ ...bad man all my life ♪

♪ No home and no friends and no wife ♪

♪ And in my time, I've had my share of boo-hoo-hooin'... ♪

♪ And in my time, I've killed a man or two ♪

♪ When I was at the tender age of three ♪

♪ My daddy, he took me on a spree ♪

♪ Fat Mary set me on the bar-har-har-har-har ♪

Yee-haw!

You done waste all but the wine there, Reb, boy!

Why, you settle down, boy!

Settle down, nothin'!

I got me a real thirst, fellas!

Bill! I want that!

Hang onto your bottle, Lafe, the kid here is goin' on a spree.

- Yeah. - You bet I am!

The old man didn't believe me,

but I'll show him I meant it this time.

Oh, you're really gonna do it, huh, Reb?

You're really gonna go with us this time?

Well, I said I'd be here, didn't I? And here I am!

Yeah, here you are.

I'll, uh, drink to that.

So you're really deserting, huh, soldier?

No, sir.

My enlistment's over.

The war's been over ten years,

and this old man still won't admit it.

Is that true he's still fighting them Yankees?

Yeah, he would, if he could find any down here.

Well, when are we leavin'?

Tomorrow morning.

I figure we'll head on down toward Lucinta.

Lucinta? That's a fair-sized town, Ashe?

I didn't say we pull nothin' there, Lafe.

We'll just head down that direction, see what comes up.

We might get jobs closer to Mexico City.

Jobs?

Did you say "jobs," boy?

- Huh? - Yeah.

Look, suppose nothing easy comes along right away.

- We got to eat. - Hear that, Lafe?

Nothing easy comes along, we got to eat,

we can always go to work.

Okay, never mind.

Well, maybe we can dig a few ditches.

I said never mind.

♪ I ain't gonna dig no ditches ♪

♪ In the mornin' ♪

♪ And I ain't gonna dig no ditches at night ♪

♪ I'd rather be in a barroom ♪

♪ Gettin' in a great big fight ♪

- ♪ Oh! ♪ - Shut up!

♪ I'd rather be in a barroom ♪

Shut up!

♪ Gettin' a great big fight ♪

What's the matter, boy?

Don't you want to take no more chances?

What's that supposed to mean, huh?

I sees hows you like to shoot them bottles and all.

How do you feel about sticking a pistol in a man's stomach?

How do you feel about that?

Well, you want me to show you right now, huh?

You don't want to try me, son.

Yeah? Why not?

Oh, come on, now. Don't get sore.

He's just saying you got to be willing to take a few chances.

- I know that. - You got to be ready

to fight anytime, anywhere.

Look, I never run from trouble in my life.

Just-just today, on my way here,

I seen a fella being faced by two banditos, huh?

I could've rode on, right? Well, I didn't.

- Huh? - Two banditos?

Yeah, yeah.

The guy I helped had a... had an extra horse

and a packhorse, too.

Them banditos were sure admiring that horseflesh.

Well, I can't say as I blame 'em.

Horseflesh brings a pretty good price down here.

So?

Well, now, if one of us was you, we'd have...

held off and let 'em fight it out.

Then shoot whoever's left and take the goods.

Well...

sure.

That's what we been trying to tell you, boy.

No, you got to change your way of thinkin',

you want to ride with us.

This is a hard country.

Now, you want to make it pay,

well, you got to be twice as hard as the next man.

You savvy?

- Yeah, I savvy. - Huh?

Come on, down it, now.

Yes, sir, Reb.

We gonna be all right.

He's gonna be all right, Ashe.

He's gonna be all right.

Come on.

♪♪

Buenos días, señor.

Howdy.

You better give her up, Reb.

All I need is practice.

Yep. Lots of it.

- Hey, boy. - I'll get the hang of it.

Never mind that. Come here quick.

What is it?

Ain't that the fella you was telling us about?

Yeah.

That's funny. He said he wasn't coming this way.

Good-looking outfit he's got.

Yeah, it's like I told you.

Looks, uh, trail-wore to me.

Well, I reckon he is.

Why don't you go offer to buy him a drink?

What for?

Might be interesting to see what's in that pack.

Hey...

Come on, boy, you said you wasn't afraid.

Now's when we find out.

All right.

I'll bring him.

Well, Lafe, looks like we got a little do goin' for us.

Well, if we don't,

we can always get ourselves a job.

- No comprendo, señor. No comprendo.-REB: Hey there!

I thought you was headed another way.

Well, I was, but, uh, my horse here threw a shoe.

I was trying to get him to understand

- that I-I want to get it fixed. - Oh.

La herradura. ¿Cuánto tiempo se estará?

Oh. Una hora, más o menos.

He says about an hour, more or less.

Oh. Well, that's fine.

That'll give you time to come on over there

and have something to eat, maybe a drink, huh?

Sounds good.

Esperamos en la cantina.

Bueno, señor. Muchas gracias.

- I told him where we're going. - Thank you.

- You speak pretty good Spanish. - I should.

- Lived here since I was 12. - In this town?

No, no, a few miles west.

I come here a lot, though.

Oh.

Dos cervezas.

No, sir. This one's on me.

It seems like the least I owe you is one beer.

Well, not today.

Today's sort of a celebration for me.

That so?

Yep. I'm cutting loose from the apron strings.

Well, good luck.

Heading down to Lucinta with a couple of good friends of mine.

- That so? - I'll introduce you.

Ashe, Lafe, come here.

Uh, this is Ashe. This is Lafe.

Mister, uh, Dillon, right?

- That's right. How do? - Howdy. -Hi.

Uh, where you headed, Mr. Dillon?

Oh, just south.

Monterrey.

That's what you said, wasn't it?

That's right, yeah.

Stranger around here, I guess.

Oh, I've been through a couple of times.

Well, now, how 'bout that?

Uh, me and the boys here, we're just, uh...

Our first trip. We just come down from Texas,

just a few months back.

Ashe, I told him I lived here since I was 12.

Well, that kind of...

makes me look like a liar, don't it?

Well, your business is your own, as far as I'm concerned.

Yeah, well, truth is, uh,

Lafe and me here, we just come down here to live easy.

You know what I mean.

L-Lie a little, steal a little.

But just a little, mind you.

And, uh, ah, from the Mex, of course.

Well, thanks, son.

Thanks for the beer and, uh, thanks for your help.

Is he dead?

Who cares?

Well, he ain't gonna be needing them horses.

Come on, boy. Let's get out of here.

Hey, you lot! ¡Vámanos!

No, Lafe. Reb, you take them horses. Come on.

Come on, Reb! Don't just stand there!

Hurry up!

Let's go, Lafe.

Flour, coffee,

pots, pans...

Well, keep lookin'. There might be something else.

Yeah.

What's the matter there, Reb, boy?

You gettin' second thoughts, are you?

It's kind of late for that.

Son, that's a rock-bottom fact if there ever was one.

What you got there, Ashe?

Huh?

Guess who that fella was back in Santa Rosa.

Who?

A United States marshal, that's who.

- What? - A U.S. marshal?

Well, I'll be hanged.

Maybe you will,

but not till they catch us, anyway.

Well, there's sure no going back now.

Well, what's to go back for, Reb, boy?

You said you always wanted to shake your daddy's loop.

Well, now it's shook.

This guy's name is Dillon, okay, from Dodge City.

This is a letter to a Colonel Romero.

Telling him to release his prisoner.

Somebody named James Basset.

James Basset? I know who he is.

He's from Texas.

Oh, he's a hard case!

You mean that marshal was going all the way to Monterrey

to pick up a prisoner?

I reckon he was.

"This will introduce Marshal Matt Dillon..."

"Introduce"?

Must be this colonel don't know Marshal Matt Dillon.

Give me that.

Well, I don't think he's gonna get a chance to meet him.

Is he?

Oh, don't be so sure about that, now, Lafe.

No, sir.

Wouldn't be too sure about that.

♪♪

Well, Sergeant?

We've seen men live through worse than this, Colonel.

He'll be all right.

We're lucky.

Whoever did this came within an inch of killing him.

It was not my son.

No, sir, I don't figure it was Reb who...

But you heard what they said.

He was with them.

He and his friends stole this man's horses.

There had to be a reason.

Reb wouldn't...

When he comes home, he'll give us a full explanation.

What is it?

He's not coming home.

What?

What are you talking about?

He's gone.

He's been building up to this for a long time.

Gone?

He's gone for good.

You should have stopped him.

Colonel, Reb's no child anymore.

Why, for me to stop him, I would have had to kill him.

But why?

Why would he take up with men who'd do a thing like this?

Maybe it's because he had nothing else

to interest him here.

Nothing else?!

After all we taught him?

Colonel, the war never meant to him what it did to us.

He doesn't have our memories.

Well, he had pride.

We gave him pride! In that flag!

In our cause!

We tried.

But he never felt about it like we did.

Now, maybe we never had the right to expect that he could.

He's been in there a long time.

I know he's been in there a long time.

Well, suppose something went wrong.

Well, just shut up. Shut up.

What if it was? Ain't nothin' we can do about it.

He said to wait here, and that's what we're gonna do.

We're gonna wait.

Mm-hmm. Your papers are in order, Marshal Dillon.

I have sent for the prisoner.

Well, thank you, Colonel.

I am sorry you cannot spend with us a few days,

but I understand how eager you are

to take this man to your country.

The sooner, the better, Colonel.

I'll tell you what I'll do.

I will write you a pass explaining who you are

and why you have this man prisoner.

If you should meet any of our troops on the way,

this grants you safe passage.

Ah! Appreciate that.

Adelante.

Señor Basset,

I believe you have met Marshal Dillon.

We've met before.

Yeah, once or twice.

By the way, Marshal,

how is my friend Judge Cain?

Oh, he's in fine health, Colonel.

Good, good.

Have you worked with the judge for a long time?

Oh, yeah. I've been a... marshal for about five years now.

That long?

In Dodge City?

Oh, sure, in Dodge City.

¡Caramba!

Forgive me, but even down here,

we get some wild stories about Dodge City.

You know, in my opinion,

you earn every centavo of your pay, Marshal.

It gets rough sometimes, Colonel.

Bueno.

Good-bye and good luck.

And watch him.

He has boasted to me he will kill you.

Well, he may try.

Thanks again, Colonel.

Let's go, Basset.

Adios.

They too tight?

All right for now.

Where's Dillon?

Where you'd be if it weren't for me.

You take that one.

Hah.

Gracias, Lupe.

Take it easy, friend.

That's a pretty ugly gash you've got up there.

Remember how you got it?

Where am I?

You're in Colonel Amos Jessup's house.

Jessup?

That's right.

Does he have a-a son named Reb?

We're kind of hopin' you wouldn't know that.

"We"?

The colonel and me. Uh, my name's Macklin.

Where's the boy?

We don't know.

Macklin, I'm a United States marshal.

The name's Matt Dillon. And my badge, my papers...

Everything's in my saddlebags.

- A marshal? - That's right.

From Dodge City, Kansas.

You're a long way from home.

I'm down here to pick up a prisoner

from the Mexican government.

A man named Jim Basset.

You were in the War Between the States

and you fought against the Confederacy?

Well, yes. What's that got to do with it?

Well, I'm glad to see

that you are back in the land of the living, sir.

- Uh, Colonel, uh, - Yeah.

This is Matt Dillon.

He knows that Reb was one of the men who attacked him.

Mr. Dillon, I regret very much your being in my house

under-under these circumstances.

I cannot condone my son's actions,

but I feel that there must have been some provocation.

Well, I hate to have to tell you this, Colonel,

but I-I think your boy was in with bad company.

Appears to me they were after my horses and my gear.

Well, I find that very hard to believe, sir.

My resources are most limited, but...

I would like to make whatever restitution I can.

I'd sure appreciate a horse and a gun, sir.

Well, the horse can be arranged, but, uh,

I cannot give you a gun.

I have only one son.

I don't want him shot.

I'm not interested in your son, Colonel.

That's a matter for the Mexican authorities.

Besides, I don't have any jurisdiction down here.

Jurisdiction?

Yes, I'm a United States marshal.

- A United States marshal? - Yes, sir.

My only interest down here is to pick up a man

that's wanted for murder.

I give neither aid nor comfort to the enemy, sir.

Suddenly, my son's actions take on an entirely new light.

Sergeant, you keep this man under surveillance

until we decide what's to be done with him.

Yes, sir.

Marshal, give me some more of that wine.

It'll never be said I don't treat my prisoners first-rate.

- That's right. - Much obliged.

What's eating on you there, Reb, boy?

Oh, nothin'.

Nothing a little wine won't cure.

It's just like shooting bottles, ain't it, son?

Ain't much sense to it.

Well, come on, now! It makes less sense

him arguing about giving us a bit of grub, don't it?

- Oh, yeah. - Huh?

How come, Marshal?

How come what?

You boys took quite a chance back there in Monterrey.

Well, we couldn't see the likes of you sitting in a Mex jail.

That's right.

We know of you from Texas, Jim.

We was, uh, thinking about talking with you.

What kind of talking did you have in mind?

Well, we was, uh, thinking

maybe you and us could join up.

That's right.

You've had more doings than we have.

We was a-hopin' to throw in with you.

That is, if you's a mind to.

Your quiet friend over there don't look like

he's ever done much of anything.

I can learn quick enough.

That's all it takes, boy... Just being willing.

Yeah, well, I figure on doing better

than a broken-down lean-to and some rotten jerky meat.

I've known better myself, boy.

Marshal,

that paper Romero gave you.

What about it?

Let's see it.

"Safe conduct for bearer and his prisoners."

Well, now, that, uh...

that just might work out right nice.

Better mount up. We got work to do.

Yeah!

Come on!

♪♪

- Now, look, Jessup... - You make another move like that,

and I'll pull this trigger

without the slightest compunction!

You are interfering with an officer

of the United States government!

I have not seen your authority, sir,

nor would I recognize it any more than I do your country.

Jessup, the war's over.

But not resolved, sir.

When I followed General Shelby down here,

it was in defense of a cause!

Shelby went home years ago.

And others of us have died.

But a just cause does not cease to exist

merely because its followers dwindle in number.

The horses are ready, sir.

Very good, Sergeant.

You have your orders.

You're to escort the prisoner to the border.

If he makes any attempt to escape, he's to be shot.

Yes, sir.

Let's go, Dillon.

Jessup, you're not gonna make any mention

to the Mexican authorities

that your son and his friends attacked a United States marshal

and stole his horses?

The theft of your livestock is unpardonable,

but I'm convinced that my son's attack on you...

Ill-conceived though it may have been...

Was the act of a patriot.

You don't believe that any more than I do.

Take him out of here, Sergeant.

Let's go.

What's the holdup?

Don't mind if I have a drink, do you?

Well, drink if you want to.

Just, uh, keep your hands off those reins.

You, uh... you really planning to go through with this?

What do you mean?

Well, planning to try and get me

all the way back to the bord...

You had enough water?

Look, Macklin, you know that that man is mad, don't you?

Look, mister...

if you ever plan to see that border,

you'd best mind your tongue.

That old man back there has got more pride and courage

- than both of us put together. - I'll give you that.

You don't have to give me anything.

I know him better than anybody in this world,

including his own son.

Better than half a lifetime.

I knowed him before Appomattox, even before Sumter.

Back to when he took a Comanche war lance for me.

If you think that much of him, why don't you take him back home

where he belongs for his old age,

instead of leaving him down here to rot in Mexico,

for a cause that was defeated ten years ago?

Because the colonel couldn't live in that kind of defeat.

The South may have lost the war, but the colonel...

he never lost a battle.

What about you? You've given up your life for him?

Is that it?

He is my life.

If I were you, I wouldn't forget that.

Now, look here, Dillon, I'm sorry,

but if the colonel says you got to go back

to where you come from... All the way back...

That's where you're going.

Now move on.

Let's go, Marshal.

Just mount up, Marshal.

All right, take off the gun belt.

I'm afraid I'm gonna have to take your horse.

I'll leave you some water.

Thanks.

I'll, uh...

I'll leave that rifle up on top of the hill for you.

Wonder if that colonel knows what a good friend he's got.

Buenos días.

Buenos días, señores.

Uh, tell him we're American, uh, peace officers

and, uh, he's our prisoner.

Este hombre es prisonero

y nosotros somos officiales americanos.

¿Y qué quieren ustedes aquí en Lucinta pues?

He wants to know what we're doing here.

Ask him how many soldiers are stationed here

to keep the peace.

¿Cuántos soldados hay en el pueblo?

Hay cuatro soldados y mi capitán.

Just four and the captain.

Well, tell him we want to talk to the captain.

Permítame hablar con el capitán, por favor.

Es importante.

Está bien.

When the captain gets here,

uh, you tell him we want to put our prisoner

in his jail for safekeeping

till we get something to eat.

I'll tell him.

I sure hope he believes me.

Oh, he will.

Especially when I show him this here letter

from Colonel Romero.

Powerful man, that Colonel Romero.

Impossible. It cannot be.

Look, Colonel, I haven't got time

to stand here and argue with you.

All I can tell you is that the letter

for Basset's release, along with my badge, was stolen from me.

Then how did it happen that Basset himself

recognized Marshal Dillon?

I can't explain that.

All I can tell you is he's loose.

I have only your word to back that claim.

All right, now, Colonel, look, how could I possibly have known

the contents of that letter from Judge Cain

if it hadn't originally belonged to me?

Very well, señor.

Perhaps you are telling the truth.

But there was no way I could possibly have known

- that those men... - Colonel, I'm not blaming you.

I'm just saying we've got to get him back right away.

No. I'm sorry.

If you're asking for help,

I cannot give it.

This is a small garrison here.

As it is, I haven't got enough men to patrol

my own district properly... Bandidos, Apaches,

even gunrunners from your country.

No, señor, I'm sorry.

Finding Basset, if he can be found,

is your problem.

Oh, Colonel, did you ever hear of a town called Lucinta?

Lucinta?

Sí, we have a garrison there, too.

Where is that from here?

Almost due east.

Thank you.

Uh, Marshal...

I will give you a letter to the commander of the garrison there.

He's a good friend of mine.

Uh, perhaps he can be of help to you, huh?

I'd sure appreciate it.

All right, get down off that horse.

Now get over there.

Sí. Esta cárcel está bien.

Está bien.

Esta cárcel está bien, hecha fuerte.

Mis soldados encargarán el prisonero.

What did he say?

He says it's all right. He'll take care of him.

Gracias. That's-that's real nice.

Uh, ask him if all his men are in here now.

¿Están todos los soldados aquí?

No, tengo un hombre montado a caballo en patrulla.

Uh, all but one. He's on patrol.

Ah.

Well, what do you think, Jim?

We, uh, can't wait for him, can we?

No, we're gonna make our play now.

Tell that one to open the safe and do it quick, Reb.

¡Ábrelo, pronto!

Come on.

Finish him off, Reb!

Come on, Reb! Let's get out of here!

Hah!

Ho! Hyah!

Hold it!

What's happened here?

What do you want in Lucinta?

And I'm looking for three men, probably four by now.

¿Norteamericanos?

That's right.

These men you talk about,

are they your friends?

No, they're not. I'm a United States marshal.

I'm after these men.

One of 'em's wanted for murder.

They are all wanted for murder, señor.

Do you have any proofs of what you say you are?

Yes, I do.

I'm sorry, señor.

These men you are seeking, they-they robbed our bank.

They killed my captain.

Three of my friends.

How long ago was this?

Two hours ago.

Are you going after them?

What's the nearest town to the south?

- Zavala. - And how far is that?

A long day's ride.

If you wait, I will get my horse.

Uh, what about your shoulder there?

Señor...

these were my friends.

I will be with you when you reach Zavala.

Come on, Lafe, boy! Kiss her!

I'm in love.

I'm in love. I'm in love!

Hey, come on, Reb, boy, drink up.

- It'll teach you how to live. - Hey, Reb, don't sit there

like a knot on a log! You got more money

than you ever had in your life!

Now wise up!

- Sure. - If it'd been any easier,

I'd have been afraid to take that money!

- Hey, Jim, Jim, Jim. - Yeah.

Boy, you sure know how to set 'em up.

- I want to tell you that. - Oh, you two boys did real fine.

But old Reb there, he was kind of backwards.

Well, at least he didn't run, Jim.

He's a little green. You got to give him a little time!

I got the feeling his heart ain't in it, right, boy?

If you're unhappy, Reb, you can walk whenever you want to.

Not back to his daddy! That ain't likely!

So what happens now?

I'll tell you what we're gonna do. We're...

Come over here. We're gonna get good and drunk tonight

and then we're gonna head for Mexico City.

- Mexico City? - That's right.

There's a lot of places we can hit between there.

And time we get there, we'll have plenty of money.

And I'll show you boys how to really live it up.

- That sounds real good, Jim. - Yahoo!

Hey, Reb,

meantime, get over there

and get us another bottle.

Ask that bartender if he's got any more women.

Come on, son.

- Huh? - Come on, Reb! Get some life into you!

Hey, you.

Maybe you better stay here.

I'll take the back.

All right.

♪♪

Hold it.

Reb!

Come here!

Dillon!

I'm going!

You're gonna behave.

Take it easy now.

- How many did we get? - Just two.

Are you going after the rest?

- Yeah, I'll go after 'em. - You must hurry, señor.

My friends will take care of me.

No, I'll stay here.

In no hurry. I know just where they're going.

You just... you just rest easy.

♪♪

Basset. Basset!

Wait a minute! Basset!

Let's give up.

Not while I'm still breathing, boy.

- We'll never make it. - We'll make it.

Your daddy will be grateful. Now hang on and let's go.

Come on!

♪♪

All right, where's the boy?

Look, I've been riding over half of Sonora.

I'm tired and not in any mood to argue.

I want to know where the boy is

and the man that brought him here.

What makes you think they're here?

Because I know Basset. Where is he?

Sergeant...

Get out of my house.

Where's Basset?

He's not here.

My son is dying.

Marshal.

I didn't want to kill you.

The soldier...

I didn't kill him.

I fired into the ground.

I know, Reb.

He told me.

Now, Basset came here with you, didn't he?

Yeah, he... he came to hide.

Thought my-my father would...

hide him if he helped me.

Where is he?

Reb.

Pa, he's a killer.

He's just using us.

He's in the stables.

Marshal...

I only wanted to get away.

Thanks, Reb.

I'm sorry, Colonel.

♪♪

Dillon, you made a mistake coming down here to get me.

Throw that gun down!

Not likely.

All I hear is that...

you're not gonna get any help around this place.

Don't be a fool, Basset.

Throw that gun down and come out of there!

Never figured I'd get this chance again.

Stop!

There's been enough bloodshed!

My son is dead.

Drop that gun.

Not a chance, old man! I ain't one of your Johnny Rebs!

I ordered you to put that...

Sergeant...

Right here, sir.

Brave, brave men, all of you.

Lowered the bars and stars

'cause we were without a country.

It's your command...

now... Sergeant.

My command.

I'm the only one left.

No, you're not, Sergeant.

You've still got a country.

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