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Now, listen to me in there!

I'll give you one more chance to come out of there. Now!

Keep him busy.

Matthew, that there's Dan Foley.

Now, why would a fella like him be messing around

with a piddley little ol' relay station hold-up?

- Dillon? - Yeah.

Figures.

Run from a bull... smack into a bear.

Did you hear about Jess breaking out of prison?

Was supposed to meet him, bring his woman to him.

Well, you fixed that.

Supposed to meet him?

Problem is, she and me hit it off.

We was... we was heading out.

Needed quick money. That's why the relay station.

Where were you gonna meet him?

Benson's Canyon, south of Minneola.

Tonight.

Dillon, when you hang him...

let him know it... was me told you.

Matt?

Hello, Matt.

It's been a long time.

All right, go on. Get out of the way there.

Go on home. Go on home, now. Don't stand around here gawking.

Newly, he ain't got no way in knowing

that it was his bullet that hit her, but he won't listen.

I know, sir, but he did say to get the horses watered and fed

and round up a posse.

Well, you go ahead and round them up, Newly,

- and I'll be with you directly. - Okay.

- Why, that's Leona. - Yeah, Doc.

- Who did this? - I did.

Do everything you can for her, Doc.

Marshal, there's trouble in the Long Branch.

All right.

Any of you gentlemen goes for his gun,

this man's head gets blown back to Texas.

Hold it, Jackson.

All right, put the gun down, Jackson.

Anything you say, Marshal.

- Now, what's going on here? - Man says I cheated.

He did.

Only difference 'tween us, I was a mite clumsier than him.

All right, do you want to prefer charges against him?

Be about two weeks before Judge Brooker gets here.

I don't want nothing but my money back, and to shed this town.

- That it? - It sure is.

All right, pick it up.

What is it they say about bad pennies?

Yeah, I figured you'd turn up.

Got lonesome for you, Marshal.

Funny, you got lonesome just about the time

that Jess Trevor broke out of prison, huh?

Paying you a compliment, Marshal.

I'm staking my life that you'll kill Jess before he can kill me, and you.

I just want a roof over my head till Jess is back behind bars.

You owe me that much.

You got what's owed to you, mister.

He took my wife.

A few thousand in reward can't pay me back for that.

You're so concerned about her,

you might be interested to know she's in town.

Lee? Here in Dodge? What for?

She's up at Doc's office right now getting a bullet dug out of her.

Bound to happen sooner or later, being Jess Trevor's woman.

He do it?

- No, I did. - You did?

She and Dan Foley were making a run for it.

Foley?

She left Jess Trevor for Dan Foley?

Why, that woman's gone from man to man like a bottle of cheap whiskey.

Why she's nothing but a...

Just keep out of my sight, Jackson.

Marshal, I'm about finished.

Oh, good, Louie.

Marshal...

I just wanted to say I'm sorry.

Sorry for what?

It's been a spell since I went on a three-pint binge.

I'm sorry I caused so much trouble for you.

That's all right, Louie. The woodbox filled?

Not yet, but it will be time I'm finished.

I promise.

Matthew, I rounded up the fellas and we're just about ready to go.

Oh, good, Festus. I'll be with you in a minute.

How is she, Doc?

Well, she's conscious.

- She gonna be all right? - Barring complications, I think so.

Good, I'm glad to hear that.

She's changed, Matt.

Been a lot of years.

All of them downhill, I guess, huh?

Yeah.

That's the truth, Doc.

She's Jess Trevor's girl now.

- Can I see her? - Just for a minute.

Hello, Lee.

Well, well.

Look at you.

Not even a gray hair.

Well, looks like the years have been pretty good to you, too.

You're a lousy liar, Dillon.

You always were.

You know, I'm sorry about what happened.

If I'd known you'd been in that shack I'd...

You had no way of knowing.

You were just, um...

doing your duty.

You know, Doc says you're... he says you're gonna be fine.

Fine.

It's a relative word, isn't it?

Now, you're gonna have to do exactly like Doc tells you.

- Foley dead? - Yeah.

Too bad.

He was the best of a bad lot.

- You're going after Jess? - Yeah.

Be careful, Matt.

He's up to something. He...

He's bringing men in from all over.

Means to see you dead.

Foley and I were supposed to meet him tonight.

I know.

Well, you rest easy, Lee.

I'll stop by and see you when I get back.

Buy you a drink, Miss Kitty?

To the Marshal's success?

No thanks.

All right, I want you to hurry and finish that soup now

and then you're gonna sleep for about 12 straight hours.

The years have been good to Matt.

Well, I guess you'd say so when you consider all the bullets

I've dug out of him and the times he's ridden day and night

to bring somebody in, I guess so.

- You haven't changed. - Is that so?

Well, a might more ornery and bossy, if that's possible.

You sleep.

Is he still married to that badge?

Yes, I think so.

I almost had him hooked.

Did you know that, Doc?

Yes, I did.

And you know, at the time, I was kind of sorry you missed, too.

Who is she?

Who's who?

The one who made you change your mind?

You women are amazing, all of you. Just amazing.

You want to gossip all the time.

I dig a bullet out of you,

and you lose a lot of very valuable blood, and then all you want...

to do is...

I heard you had a patient, Doc.

I wondered if she needed anything.

Needs an awful lot of sleep.

- I wasn't gonna bite her, Doc. - I didn't expect you to.

- It's just that she... - Who is she?

I've had a dozen patients up here in the last month,

and I don't recall you asking the vital statistics of any of them, Kitty.

Now don't you get foxy with me.

Matt almost killed a man tonight in the Long Branch

and it had something to do with her.

- You know she's been shot? - Festus told me.

Well did Festus tell you that Matt thinks he shot her?

That offer, um...

If she needs anything...

still holds.

The boys'll be wondering where we are.

Foley should have been here by now.

Cawkins is right, Jess. Them boys ain't gonna wait forever.

We should have rode out of here last night when Foley didn't show.

Could have run off with your woman.

You figure that out all by yourself, did you?

Now, Jess...

He said most likely Miss Leona and Dan up and skedaddled.

He did, huh?

- That the way you figure, Rainey? - Now ease off, Jess.

You ain't hearing nothing you haven't already figured out your ownself.

So why don't you face it? They ain't coming.

Well, I'll tell you one thing... if that's what did happen,

when I'm finished with Matt Dillon, they're next.

If I have to track them from here to hell and back.

Move out.

They're breaking up camp.

We don't have any time to surround them, we'll just have to move in from here.

All right? Let's go.

All right, down there!

You're covered, all of you!

Matt Dillon.

Throw down your guns!

Now the rifles!

Let's get out of here!

- Newly, go get the horses. - Yes, sir.

- Burke, you hit bad? - I'm all right, Marshal.

There ain't nothing we can do for him, Matthew.

Did you see who it was, Marshal?

No.

The horses have scattered, Marshal. It's gonna take a while to get 'em.

All right. Festus, you boys stay here and give Burke a hand.

Newly, let's see if we can round 'em up.

- Burke, where you hit? - Right there, Festus.

Hello, Jess.

- Do I know you? - No, but you'll be thanking me.

I was that bolt of lightning from the sky back there.

Saved your hides from the noose.

Well, I'm mighty pleased with what you done back there,

but I don't understand why.

Well, any man on the wrong side of a lawman's gun

is a friend of Lucas Brant's.

Jess, he's all tore up.

Get a hold of him.

No need.

I can tell a dead man when I see one.

He's right, we'd better keep moving.

If that's all right with you, uh, Mr. Brant?

You'll be needing a place to hide.

Just keep riding up that hill.

No need to hurry. That posse won't be behind you.

Let's go.

You're a bounty hunter.

Well, it's better than picking bones for a living.

A puny 3,500? I'd call that picking bones.

Well, I can keep you on ice for a while,

wait till those bankers get jittery and boost the bounty.

Then I'll take you to Hays City.

That Marshal Dillon in Dodge might ask too many questions.

How high do you think it can go?

Figure five thousand.

I still call that bone-picking.

That's enough to feed this vulture for a while.

Brant, I got a lot of boys waiting for me.

You pull that trigger, you're gonna make them mighty unhappy.

You won't even get a chance to spend that bounty money.

Well, there just ain't no way to keep everybody happy all of the time.

All right, go ahead.

Come on, shoot.

Shoot that.

Kill a chance at more money than you got time to spend.

You just take that from me.

Had more than my share, believe me.

- Nothing hurts a man more than regrets. - You sound like a preacher, mister.

You're a scavenger, Brant, living off the leavings.

You think turning me in's gonna make you rich?

All it's going to do is sic my boys on you and they'll get to you

no matter where you are, don't you forget that.

Now, on the other hand, you could ride with us.

And you could be a rich man.

No more scavenging after the leavings, Brant.

Three hundred thousand dollars.

Where?

I don't do no bargaining with a gun in my back.

How do I know I can trust you?

Well, you just pulled us out of a bed of hot coals, mister.

We're ever in your debt.

Jess Trevor don't forget to pay his debts.

Besides, I got a couple of men missing.

Way I got it figured...

I think you could just about fill both their shoes.

Well, you saw what I could do back there.

Yeah, you did real good, too.

Didn't he, fellas?

Yes, sir. Real good.

Boys...

Meet our new partner.

Okay, I'm in. Now where's the three hundred thousand?

Well, I still prefer you put the gun down.

Now, I seen the way you picked them posse men off,

like jackrabbits hopping by.

Now, Brant, are we partners or not?

You were saying?

That's better.

Now you tell me, what would you say

if you had a key to every bank, every Wells Fargo office,

every ranch payroll in the southwest of Kansas?

Oh.

What keys?

United States Marshal Matt Dillon.

You're loco.

Brant, you kill men for the reward money, don't you?

Now, you just imagine the bounty of 300,000 on Matt Dillon's head.

'Cause when he's dead,

this whole section of Kansas gonna be wide open for a week.

Take the Justice Department that long to get the federal law back in here.

And in that one week,

I got it all worked out, one, two, three.

You and me and my... friends

gonna be richer than we ever figured.

Yes, sir.

Three hundred thousand dollars.

You're a lucky fella, Brant.

You know, that man's got a light in his eyes.

And I'm gonna find out if that light

means you've got to be the smartest fella I ever met

or flat-out the craziest or what.

Well, which is it, Brant, smart or flat-out crazy?

Take a good look before the light goes out.

Matt?

Sorry.

Pardon me. I...

You must be Kitty Russell.

That's right.

- Just wondered if you needed anything. - No.

Thanks, though, for putting me up.

Well, any friend of Matt's is...

Won't you stay and talk?

Thanks.

How you feeling?

A little weak, yeah, but knowing Doc, he'll have me up and around.

You and Doc go back a long ways.

Quite a ways.

He, uh...

He didn't tell me much about you.

Fact is, I couldn't get anything out of him.

Doc is being rather tight-lipped lately.

- What do you do in Dodge? - I own the Long Branch.

Alone? No husband or... anyone?

Alone.

Well, that's something.

Woman coming to Dodge alone.

Running a saloon like the Long Branch.

That, uh... must be pretty tough.

It was at the beginning.

But I've been at it now for 14 years.

Fourteen years.

That's...

That's just about the time Matt Dillon became Marshal here.

Just about.

Do you ever intend leaving?

Not when everything I want is right here.

Miss Kitty.

Yes?

Forgive me, but the posse's coming in and I thought you'd want to know.

Thanks, Sam.

- What happened, Matt? - Oh, Doc. Well, we got ambushed.

Burke got shot in the leg. Easy with him, boys.

Help him upstairs there, Festus.

What about Trevor?

Well, he and some of his boys got away, Doc.

How's Lee?

She's gonna be all right.

Oh, well, that's good. I'm glad to hear it.

Wait a minute.

- She's not up there, Matt. - She's not? Where is she?

- Well, she... she's at Kitty's. - Kitty's?

Well, you know I couldn't take care of her up there.

I can't be with her all the time and Kitty said that...

Well, she insisted that she wanted her over in...

She's right.

- Did you see Trevor? - He got away.

Got away.

- Hello, Kitty. - How'd it go, Matt?

Well, we had a little trouble out there. They got away.

- Oh. - Doc says she's all right, huh?

Uh-huh. She ate breakfast. That's a pretty good sign.

- Yeah. All right to go up and see her? - Sure.

Have Sam bring you a drink.

Thanks.

Barkeep. A bottle. Couple of them.

Come in.

Lee, can I talk to you for a minute?

Well, it's your town, so I hear.

How you feeling?

Pretty good. The doc hasn't lost his touch.

He says you're gonna be all right.

That depends if you found Jess.

Almost, but he got away.

Are you, uh... gonna go after him again?

Yeah.

Lee, I thought you might want to know there's no charges against you

for what happened out there.

You want me to get out of town?

No reason for that. Anything I can get you?

What in the world would I need?

I have a jelly-spined ex-husband downstairs

who wouldn't lift his hand to defend the, uh...

the sanctity of our marriage.

I have another slow-drawing ex-boyfriend,

who's lying on a board at the undertaker's.

I also have another ex-boyfriend that just broke jail

and probably ready to wring my neck.

Now, what else could a...

a good woman want, Marshal?

Lee, look, I...

Would you get my clothes and let me get out of here?

There'll be plenty of time for that when Doc says you're ready.

And I get Jess Trevor in jail.

Matt.

Don't get yourself killed in the meantime.

I took the liberty of ordering while I waited for you, cowboy.

Well, you got good taste.

So do you.

Kitty, you know, I met Lee a long time ago.

Her father ran a trading post out in Colorado.

It was the kind of place where men on the run could go,

and I was tracking down a couple

and we met and that's how things got started.

Those years since then have been pretty rough on her.

Matt...

You can't account for everything that happens to people who touch you.

You know, I learned a long time ago,

there's some things in this life you just accept the way they are.

Pretty deep for a redhead.

I'm a pretty deep redhead.

Hey, mister.

I got a wagon parked up the alley here

with a lot better stuff than you'll get inside there.

Only a dollar a bottle.

Go ahead, have a jolt, see for yourself.

Is this any way to treat a friend of mine,

trussing him up like a Thanksgiving turkey.

What's the matter with you boys?

This is Tim Jackson.

Wouldn't be no Jess Trevor gang...

without this strong right arm of mine.

Timmy, the boys tell me

that you've been into Dodge City talking with Marshal Dillon.

Jess.

Aren't you gonna tell me you're glad to see me?

Ask me how I've been all these last years.

Oh, I forgot. Give me that bottle.

Why, you always did need a little snake oil

to loosen up your tongue, didn't you? Go on, take it.

I'll tell you one thing, Tim,

that federal jug ain't no place for a drinking man.

That jug drinking man there, eh?

Timmy...

Why'd you do it, was it for the reward money

or on account of Lee, or both?

- Jess, I... - You know, I understand about the money.

I used to think about that a lot of times myself.

But on account of Lee, I mean, all you had to do was ask.

To tell you the truth, I was getting kind of tired of her anyway.

You know, when you get right down to it, Tim,

just between you and me, wasn't worth the trouble, right?

Ah, yeah.

Things been pretty rough, huh?

Well I'm back now and I'm gonna do something about that

just as soon as Marshal Dillon's dead.

You're wondering who's going to kill him, hm?

Can't be me.

Can't be the boys. We couldn't get close enough.

What I need is somebody who can...

just stand right alongside of him in his own sweet time and...

just kill him dead.

Chance of a shabby lifetime, Tim.

Maybe as much as...

fifty thousand dollars.

Just for one bullet, one dead lawman.

Of course, I realize between you and me, money don't count.

Why, you'd be...

glad to do it for nothing, wouldn't you?

Ah, you'll do it.

You'll... you'll do it.

Just exactly the way I tell you.

- Won't be any risk, Tim. - No risk?

No, no risk.

See, Tim, I don't want a gunfight.

I want an execution.

Might worrisome when I lost track of you and your friends earlier this evening.

Appears like Matthew had it figured out pretty good.

- Where's Trevor? - What? Marshal...

Shooting Matthew your own idea, was it?

No, he said...

What did he say, Jackson?

Well, Marshal Dillon ought to have a bullet in his head by now.

Yeah, if that Jackson didn't just take off.

Jackson's too scared, too greedy.

He'll be along any minute.

You know, it's too bad Daggett ain't back with the rest of the boys.

Be a lot more relaxing if they knew Dillon was dead.

Well, maybe they'll be here before Jackson gets back.

Whether they are or not, we're gonna go on into Dillon's town,

tear it apart board by board.

Get your hands up.

- There's no one else, Marshal. - Where's Daggett?

Keep sweating, Jackson. He's gone to get the boys.

That right, Jackson?

Yeah. They'll be coming all right.

I told you you were making a mistake.

My life isn't worth a plugged nickel, neither is yours.

All right, we're going to Dodge. Come on.

- Marshal? - Move on.

- You can't lock me up with him. - Go on.

- He'll kill me if he gets a chance! - Get in the cell.

Marshal, you can't leave me here.

Oh, there's bars in between you, you ninny.

Marshal? Marshal.

Marshal!

Daggett'll be coming with the others. They'll spring Jess and kill me.

Let me out!

Marshal?

Marshal!

Marshal!

Festus, keep an eye on things around here, will you?

I'll catch a couple of winks if that squalling jackrabbit will let me.

Marshal!

Marshal!

Hush your mouth!

It'll be a few minutes, but... Oh, morning, Marshal.

Sam.

Come in.

Lee...

- Look, I just came by to tell you... - You found Jess.

- That's right. - You're gonna be having visitors.

Some of Jess's friends are very loyal.

Well, I'm putting him on the night train back to prison.

Tim Jackson is locked up and he's gonna stay there till Jess is in prison.

Well, with Dan Foley dead,

that kind of puts me adrift.

Right back where I started from, with...

about 15 years of my life missing.

Those years mean all that much, Lee?

There's only one thing in the world that ever meant that much.

I, um... I talked to the redhead.

Finally got her pegged.

She's a smart woman, in many ways.

Lee, I'll, uh... I'll see you later.

Matt.

Be careful.

Jess's friends, they, uh... they'll be here...

You won't even know who they are.

Thanks, Lee.

Time's came, Matthew.

Get him, Festus.

All right, let's go, Jess.

I'll be back to see you, Timmy.

There'll be 20 guns pointed at your head, Marshal.

There's gonna be one pointed at yours. Let's go.

All right, move.

Drop the guns!

Giddyap!

Well, Matt...

I finally did something worthwhile.

Take care of him, redhead.