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Rita! Rita!

Ben!

Turn down that lamp, will you? I seen it from a mile away.

What's happened? What took you so long?

My knotheaded horse, he rolled over on me.

My leg, Rita. I don't know if it's broke or not.

- Did they follow you? - No, I lost them.

If we leave soon, we can be out of Kansas by daylight.

Oh, I can't be riding hard, Rita, leastways not for a while.

I've been waiting over an hour for you.

Done real good losing Guerin and them others.

Puts me in line for that reward all by my ownself.

Leave him alone.

I figured following that piece of calico there'd be the way to find you.

You'd never clear the holster.

You don't want me dead.

No, sir, I don't.

Squaw girl, you hand me that gun. Come on, nice and easy.

No, sir, no, I don't want you dead.

That reward Mr. Wade's offering is for you alive.

But I figure he wouldn't mind if you was carved on a little bit.

If you take me back, he'll hang me.

That's what I hear.

But I also hear he took you in, gave you a job.

And you went and killed his boy.

Over something as raunchy as this breed.

Billy Wade had no right doing me like he was.

Squaw girl, you ain't been spoke to. Till you are, you keep shut.

He was no good!

- Let's go. - There's no getting away from 'em.

Ben.

You ride to Dodge and get Marshal Dillon.

- Marshal Dillon? - Yeah. Facing that robbery charge

is better than being took by Mr. Wade's hired guns.

Now go on, ride. Go on, Rita!

Oh, you awake are you?

Yeah.

Still early... sun just barely up.

That a fact?

It's the best time of day, though, Matthew.

You know, a fella's kind of got things to hisself.

That so?

I didn't even hear you come in last night.

Well, I was trying not to wake you, Festus.

What time was it when you got back from Cottonwood Falls?

Oh, it was only around three o'clock.

Three o'clock?

Fiddle, your head ain't even hardly hit your pillow, has it?

That's right, yeah.

And you got to ride clean over to Cimarron today

to be a witness on that killing trial?

Yeah, that's right.

The Attorney General asked me to be there.

There's not much else I can do.

Well, Matthew, why don't you stretch out

and catch yourself a wink or two more of sleep.

It'll do you good with that long ride facing you, and all that.

Marshal Dillon.

- Ma'am, you hadn't ought to bust... - Where's the marshal?

- Right there behind you. - What can I do for you, miss?

You want a man named Ben Miller on a robbery charge.

Well, that's right.

Ben wants you to come and bring him in.

Well, why doesn't he come in himself?

Because he's hurt, and they're after him.

- Who's after him? - Henry Wade and half of Trego County.

He got into an argument with Mr. Wade's son and killed him.

It was a fair fight, but now they call it murder.

- Where is Ben? - About a two hour ride from Dodge.

Oh, please, Marshal, please come, before they find him.

He done killed Broker and knocked out that window.

Rawlins, look around in the back.

- Nothing back there! - Well, he's got to go this way.

Come on, let's check out here. Come on.

Oh!

There he goes! There! Come on!

You run us a good chase, boy.

I got to hand it to you, giving it to Broker the way you did.

Yeah, with his own toad-sticker, too.

- Turn me loose. - Oh, no. We want to thank you.

Why Broker'd probably kept that bounty money all to himself.

Hold it.

Drop the gun.

- Who the devil are you? - United States Marshal.

Dillon.

Guerin, I thought they gave you ten years.

I got time off for good behavior, boy.

All right, let him go.

That bounty money's ours. This man's wanted for murder.

Not by Henry Wade's authority.

Doesn't carry any weight in my jurisdiction.

Now, let him go.

Mr. Wade wants to hang me, Marshal.

You've been tried and found guilty, boy.

In Henry Wade's court. That means nothing here.

You railroaded me into jail

and now you're gonna take that bounty money? That's mine.

I want you boys to ride out of here.

I see you back here again, I'll lock you up.

- Dillon, some day, I'll... - Get moving.

Get the guns.

That was a nice piece of change we just threw away.

I didn't throw nothing away.

The only time Mr. Wade's gonna pay us

is when he's got Ben in his hands, alive.

Rawlins, I want you to ride to Trego County.

- What? - And I want you to tell old man Wade

to get hisself into Dodge by tomorrow morning

'cause I'm going to have Ben Miller in there waiting for him.

You're taking Miller from the Marshal in Dodge? How?

And I also want you to tell Mr. Wade

to stuff his saddle bags with about $10,000 cash.

Ten thousand? That's twice what he was offering.

He'll pay it. Don't worry.

Now look, Guerin, if I take Mr. Wade into Dodge

and we don't deliver, he's gonna cut me in little pieces.

Boy, didn't I tell you just now not to worry about it?

The only thing that's going to get cut up into little pieces is that $10,000.

Now, you go on.

Come on.

Ben, I'll be sending you on to Hays in the morning with Festus.

Right, Marshal.

How long will they keep him in prison, Marshal?

I'm afraid I don't know, miss.

- Ben... - Now, don't fret none, Rita.

Anything's better than what Henry Wade had in mind.

Festus?

I'm sorry, Ben. All this is on account of me.

That don't make no difference.

That Billy Wade and I would've tangled one day.

Just glad it was over something that counted.

Take care of yourself, hear?

- That sounds like goodbye. - Well, it is.

I am going to Hays with you.

- What for? - I am going to wait for you.

Now, you listen to me.

Not if you're going to tell me to go away.

I'm gonna tell you this, Rita.

Now that Mr. Wade can't get at me, he's bound to try for you.

He'll square things for Billy's dying one way or another.

Now, you've got to get out of here

and put as many miles between you and him as you can.

I have been running from one thing or another long as I can remember.

Now I have got reason not to run.

That has never happened to me before.

Evening, Miss Kitty.

- Louie. - Hello, Louie.

Sam.

Was hoping for a little nightcap, before turning in.

Well, you do look a little under the weather.

Been a time or two I felt better.

It's gonna be a long night.

Pour one for me, too, Sam. I'll finish this in the morning.

Coming right up, Miss Kitty.

I'm awful obliged, Miss Kitty.

There's a fearsome chill in the air tonight.

Like to go right through a man.

Be an early winter, most likely.

Yes'm, I was figuring the same thing.

Oh, can I carry that for you, Miss Kitty?

- Oh, there's no need for that, Louie. - It'd be my pleasure.

Thank you. Lock up, will you, Sam?

Yes, Ma'am.

I'm sorry, gents, we're closed for the night.

Now, just a minute.

Nightcap always sends a man to sleep with a warm stomach...

Sam!

He's taking himself a nap, Red.

Oh, Sam.

Well, you're not gonna get very much.

Business hasn't been too good.

All clear up here, Guerin. Ain't a sign of anybody.

- What's this all about? - Get going.

Sam?

I'll be all right, Miss Kitty.

You're making a mighty big mistake.

You figure so, huh?

Let me go.

Redheads' ways... I always did like 'em.

- You're bothering me. - Then ease off.

- You leave her be... - Don't be a hero, swizzleguts.

- Leave her... - I said don't be a hero.

Leave her alone.

For now.

What do you want here?

What do we want here?

We want a place to sit down and wait.

Yeah, we've been doing a heap of riding. We're tired.

We know you won't mind if we, uh...

help ourselves to your hospitality.

You're gonna mind when Matt Dillon hears about this.

Matt Dillon's gonna hear about it, honey.

A matter of fact, I got a mind

to tell Matt Dillon about it myself.

You don't figure we're the kind of men that keep secrets from the law, do you?

Oh me, oh my, no, we ain't.

- Red? - No, thanks.

How about your friend?

- Have a drink? - Well...

Oh, let me... let me draw you just a touch.

You know, I can't abide drinking alone.

And I can tell from looking, you'd keep a man company

till the last bottle was drained, wouldn't you?

Well, look at that. That glass is dirty.

There, that's better, isn't it?

Here you go.

It's not all that bad a cut the lady's got, Doc, but the bartender thought

- you ought to take a look at it. - Mm-hm.

- She said for you not to fret none. - She would.

With just the two of them there, it was a lucky thing I came along

when I did, so that Sam fella could stay with her.

Let's go.

Mister.

Mister, I'd be truly grateful

if you'd let me have a drink.

Is that so?

Just enough to shave the edge.

Do you think you could hold a glass?

All I want is one.

Stop shaking! Stop it!

My old man was a swizzleguts.

Please.

There was nothing he wouldn't do for a little scamper juice.

And he ended up selling himself just as cheap as dog's meat.

Mister, I got to have one. I need it.

Well then, what's your price?

Give him a drink.

- You tend to your nursing, Red. - Now, you look here.

Shut your mouth and get your hand off me,

I'll put you to sleep in a second.

Kitty?

I lied, Doc. I... I apologize.

What's going on here?

Well, Doctor, you might say it's a meeting

of the friends of Marshal Dillon.

I want to make sure I've got his attention when I talk to him.

I'm afraid you're in for a disappointment.

- He's not in town. - He what?

I said Matt Dillon's not in town.

Did he take Ben Miller to Hays City with him?

That's exactly where he went.

Well, I guess that fixes that.

Whatever you've got in mind's going to have to wait, I guess.

Now, you wouldn't be playing foxy-grandpa with me, would you?

I just said you'd have to wait.

All right.

- Come on. - You're not going to take...

Get up.

- What are you doing? - Don't worry about it, honey.

Keep an eye on them.

Well, that's a nickel you owe me, Festus. Pay up.

Just hold your taters, now. I ain't had a chance to study.

Well, any move you make, I clean the board.

"Any move you make..."

You know, Burke, you got a way

of just getting in my craw something fierce. You...

Evening, Sam. Is there something I can do for you?

- Festus! - Oh, golly look what I went and did.

Ain't that a shame?

You looking for somebody, mister?

Yeah, I'm looking for somebody.

Festus, he's one of them that's fixing to hang me.

Festus, I couldn't do nothing.

What is this?

Where's the Marshal?

I'm the onlyest law you're dealing with in this town.

It appears that old sawbones in the saloon was only half lying.

- Doc? - A feisty old jack over there.

I got a couple of my men over there keeping an eye on him.

Why don't you tell them about it, barkeep.

They got Doc and Louie and Miss Kitty.

What?

Don't get all riled up about it, now.

Mister, you've done did the riling.

You'd better tell me where the Marshal is

or I'm liable to do a lot more than that.

- He's in Cimarron. - Burke, hush.

Oh, he's in Cimarron. When will he be back?

Now, you looky here...

- I said when. - First thing in the morning.

First thing in the morning.

I got an old friend coming in from Trego County

first thing in the morning, with a few of his riders.

And we're gonna do us a little business here in town,

and then we're going to go away. Leave you all alone.

You looky here.

I know about that friend of yours from Trego County, that fella Wade.

Him and his riders and you have chomped off

a whole lot more than you're gonna be able to chew.

Well, we're just gonna see about that, aren't we?

Huh?

In the meantime, if I was you,

I'd stay clear of that saloon over yonder,

'less you'd like to see your friends get roughed up a little bit.

And I mean the Doc and that red-headed woman.

You're holding Doc and Miss Kitty.

You got a reason for that?

I got a reason.

Well, if you're here on account of him,

why ain't you telling me to turn him loose?

'Cause he'll set just as good right there in that cell

as he will over in the saloon.

Now, barkeep. You and I are gonna leave,

and you ain't gonna move till I tell you to.

Now.

See you later.

He sure is powerful anxious, ain't he?

Not only figuring that Matthew would be here, but wanting him to be here.

But why?

Burke, if you was to take a prisoner away from Matthew Dillon

and then you was to go to work and sell that prisoner to somebody

that was a fixing to kill him, how far do you think

you'd get with Matthew alive and kicking?

You mean he wants to kill Mr. Dillon?

It's the onlyest reason I can think of for the way he's acting.

Well, it's been tried before, and Marshal's still around.

Yeah.

But how many times has it been tried with a gun pointed at Miss Kitty's head?

Festus, you're right, the town's been cut off.

Yeah, they busted the telegraph batteries.

- What are we gonna do about it? - I say we should ride toward Cimarron,

stop the Marshal, tell him he's wanted in Jetmore, Spearville...

- anything so he won't come here. - That ain't gonna work, Burke.

You can't let him ride into an ambush. That's just what this is.

Listen to me. Will you listen to me?

Now Matthew's a United States Marshal and he's got to know.

Besides if anything was to happen to Miss Kitty or ol' Doc,

and he thought we tried to trick him, why...

- I wouldn't want to be a part of that. - Well, I wouldn't either.

Besides that, he's the onlyest one that knows what we ought to do about it.

Well, we've got to do something.

Well, we can warn him.

Newly, you hit that Cimarron Trail and I don't care

if you wear out a horse or two,

you let Matthew know what's happening here.

Yes, sir. I'll have him back here by sunup.

- Go to it. - Festus, we can't just sit here.

Onlyest thing we can't do, Burke,

is to make trouble for Doc and Miss Kitty right now.

- That's what we can't do. - Well, what are you gonna do?

Right now, I ain't got me the foggiest idea.

It's all going to be over come morning.

Let me tell you something, mister.

Matt Dillon makes one awful bad enemy.

Doctor, let me tell you something.

Matt Dillon sent me to prison for ten years.

And this morning he jerked $10,000 out of my hand.

Now, when I get through with your Marshal Dillon,

he ain't going to make a bad enemy to nobody.

Please!

Please.

You don't understand!

I'm gonna come apart right down the middle of my soul!

- I'm going to come apart! - Louie. Louie. Louie, hold on.

Why don't you give him a drink? Why do you want to torture...

Red, you had better remind this man

that I don't need him alive to get what I'm after.

Doc?

Now, you get over there and sit down. Now.

Mace, you get over there and keep an eye on him.

Let it go.

Let it go!

You rheumy-eyed sot.

Now.

I'd like to know just how bad you'd really like that drink.

It ain't only wantin', mister.

It's needin'.

Well, what about it?

Just a... little.

Just need enough so I could...

could... I asked you a question.

What do you want from me?

I want to know how bad you want that snake medicine?

My old man'd crawl on his knees

to the devil and back to get hisself a drink.

I'm begging you.

Oh? You're begging me?

All right.

I'll tell you what I'll do.

See that corner over there?

Now, you get down on your knees...

and you crawl all the way across to that corner

and touch the wall,

and then crawl all the way back.

And then, Mr. Guerin will let you have that drink.

- What? - You heard me.

Mister, don't make me do that.

If you want the drink bad enough, you'll crawl.

Please.

Crawl.

Leave him be.

You speaking up for this rum-pot, are you, Red?

Leave him be.

I said to crawl.

- I can't stand this. - Whoa!

Doctor, you had better hope that this man does crawl.

Go ahead.

Like my Aunt Tory used to say, there ain't no one part of a wheel

that stays on the top all the time.

What?

Leastwise, not till the buggy comes to a stop, there ain't.

Festus, what are you talking about?

Huh?

Oh, Burke, I want you to go down yonder to the Dodge House

- and get that girl Rita, Ben's woman... - Yeah, but what for?

Well, it's gonna be daylight here before too long,

and if Matthew ain't back by then, why...

Well, never mind, just go get her and bring her on back here.

All right.

Yes, I know what Mr. Wade looks like.

Why?

Well, I want you and Burke here

to go out to the north end of town and watch for him.

When you see him coming, let me know.

There will be no trouble in recognizing him.

He'll be coming with every one of his ranch hands.

- Are you figuring on talking to him? - Well, I'm gonna try to.

When he figures out what it's liable to cost him

to stir up a ruckus here in Dodge, why...

It will do no good.

He'd burn down this town and everybody in it

if he thought he'd be getting the one who killed Billy.

Believe me.

I know him.

Well, I want you two to get on out yonder anyhow.

It's the onlyest thing I can think of to do.

Well, go on, get started, Burke.

Hurry up with that coffee, Red.

- Hey, Red. - Oh, get out of my way.

No, let's go talk somewhere.

- Leave her alone, Mace. - Just get out of my way.

- What's it to you? - I said leave her alone!

Let go of me!

We won't be needing her before long anyway.

Now, give me the coffee. And go over there and sit down.

Let her go by.

What are you laughing at?

Why, I thought you was a lady's man.

Like she was some high-toney school marm.

- Well, don't yip at me. - You settle with Dillon.

Then her and me, we're gonna even things right out.

After I settle with Marshal Dillon, I don't care what happens to her.

You're gonna have quite a name, Guerin.

"The Man Who Stopped Matt Dillon."

Now, that's something.

We'll celebrate down in Mexico when we get our $10,000.

It's gonna be daylight pretty soon.

Well, means it's time to go get Ben Miller.

Come on, open it up.

Don't. They're gonna hang me.

Ain't nothing I can do about it, Ben.

I said to open it up.

Get over by the door.

You, too.

You listen to me, you knothead.

Alaska, Mexico, China, I'm gonna get a hold of you one of these days.

Keep on talking, boy.

If I'm not back there in one minute your friends are gonna die.

Now, open the door.

Diggs! Mace!

All right, everybody, get up and walk over to that table back there.

Come on.

Not you, swizzleguts. You come with me.

Nothing yet.

He will not be able to stop them from killing Ben.

What?

The Deputy... what can he do?

I don't know.

The safety of four people...

his friends... against the life of one man.

Ben is going to die for trying to help me.

Well, I guess all we can do is hope

Newly gets back with Marshal Dillon in time.

It's him. It's Mr. Wade.

Wade's riding up Bridge Street right now.

There's better than a dozen men with him.

Much obliged, Burke, you go on home now and stay out of sight.

- Hear me? - Yeah.

Hold up.

- You Henry Wade? - I am.

Name's Festus Haggen, right now I'm the law in Dodge City.

- Where's Dillon? - He ain't here.

- All right, out of my way. - Whoa, back.

I want to talk to you.

I got nothing to say to you.

All right then, I'll do the talking and you listen.

That prisoner you came here to buy,

he's a federal prisoner and he was took from me by force.

Now you start to ride out of this town with him,

and the United States government's going to get on you like ugly on a ape.

I'll guarantee you they will.

You let me tell you something.

I'm not taking a federal prisoner.

I'm taking a murderer that's been tracked down by a bounty hunter.

Ben Miller killed my son.

He's been tried and found guilty and he's gonna hang.

Mr. Wade!

I got your man in here.

Rawlins, lock up that deputy in the jail over there.

Let's go.

- Did you bring the money? - I got it.

Let's go inside.

Take him over there.

Go on, get out.

All right, Miller. Let's go.

Mr. Wade, one more thing.

I got one more piece of business here, and a man who's paid

as much money for revenge as you have ought not to mind it.

Well?

I got a little business left here in town.

I'm gonna kill me a Marshal.

Then my friends and me here,

we're gonna ride out of town with you and your men.

You're gonna what?

We're gonna ride out of town with you and your men.

That ought not to bother you too much.

I didn't have any part of taking a federal prisoner out of jail.

I sure am not gonna have any part at killing a federal marshal.

Ah, Mr. Wade.

Askins. Hoppy. Keever.

You got yourself into this town, Guerin.

You get yourself out.

Let's go, Miller.

Let's go.

No.

No!

- Mr. Wade... - You got to hear it, Guerin?

All right, I'll tell you again.

If I'd a saw what you knuckleheads...

- Shut up! - Oh, hush up, yourself.

I'll tear you up like a towel.

Hold it right there.

Just give me a reason, mister.

- Matthew! - Get the keys.

Now, get in there.

See how you feel about it.

I sure made a mess out of things, Matthew.

That's all right, Festus. We'll set it right.

All right, you go in the side of the Long Branch,

you take the front and I'll go in the back.

Just save that Guerin for me.

You gotta understand about Billy and me and...

Get out!

Mr. Wade, now look, that was a fair fight with Billy and me.

He was interfering with Rita... Ow!

Boss!

- Rita! - Wade!

Boss? Mr. Wade!

- He's dead. - No, he ain't. He's still breathing.

- There's a doctor in there. - Get him inside, boys.

Get her in, too.

You keep your hands off of her!

Now, wait, you told my boys to stay outside.

Where's the doctor?

- How bad is it, Doc? - Well, how in thunder can I tell yet?

You see to it that your men stay here until I leave...

and I'll give you 500 dollars.

Mr. Wade said no, it's no.

Mr. Wade is in no position to say anything right now.

Long as he's alive, he's the boss.

Hand me my bag. I'll need a basin and a bottle of whiskey.

Guerin, let's get out of here.

You just keep them people away from the rest of these cowboys.

Well, what good's that gonna do? And what do you think

these yahoos are gonna do when we gun down the marshal?

I'm the one who wants Marshal Dillon. Me.

And if Wade dies, we'll get rid of these cowboys in a big hurry, don't worry.

And what if Doc pulls him through?

Well, I would say right now, that's a mighty big if.

He don't look so good.

Just shut up and get out of here.

- Hey, Mace. - What?

- You see that boy down there? - Which one?

The one just turned his head away like we didn't see him.

- Yeah. - Go get him. Bring him here.

Go on.

Hey, kid.

Sure been a lot of excitement around here tonight, hasn't there?

Yeah, yeah. Fella there wants to talk to you.

Listen, Guerin, let's take that money and clear out of here.

No.

Sit down.

I ain't taking no more orders from you.

I told you to shut up and sit down!

Guerin. Hold it.

- Just simmer down. - I'll take your gun.

What are you doing? Take care of him.

He's been dead since you brought him in here.

Doc, you all right?

All you men working for Wade, get these bodies out of here.

And when you're through, ride out of Dodge and keep on riding.

Newly, get him over and lock him up.

Yes, sir.

Festus, take Ben to jail, will you?

What about the girl, Matthew?

Well, she'll have to stand trial.

I'll tell you, take her over to Ma Smalley's.

It's all right, Rita. It's all over now.

Ben, Rita. Let's go.

How are you, Miss Kitty?

Matt, I didn't think you were ever gonna get here.

Say um... This saloon been open all right?

Yeah, of course it has.

Well, you know there's an ordinance against that.

Well, yeah, I know there is, but you see, um...

I have a real big influence with the marshal in this town.

- That a fact? - That's a fact, cowboy.

Why don't you come on over to the bar and have a drink,

and I'll, uh... I'll show you how it works.