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NARRATOR: "Gunsmoke," with
Milburn Stone as Doc, Amanda

Blake as Kitty, Ken
Curtis as Festus,

Buck Taylor as
Newly, and starring

James Arness as Matt Dillon.

[music playing]

Whoa.

Whoa, there.

Afternoon, Dr. Adams.

Well, Charity, how are ya?

I'm fine, I guess.

I was just on the
way back to town,

and I thought I'd just drop
by and see your father.

How is he?

He's wasting away
more every day.

Is he in any pain?

You'd not likely know from him.

Festus came by
early this morning.

Oh?

Him and Pa are out
clearing a new field.

Isn't that something
to fathom out?

Well, I don't know,
knowing your father.

I-- I'm not at all surprised.

It's a sad waste of time.

Maybe not.

Charity, maybe at
this point Festus

can do more for Jeb than I can.

[grunting]

All right.

All right, Jeb.

Just give her another whirl.

Come on, bud.

Come on--

[grunting]

No, no.

Ain't no good, Jeb.

She ain't coming out.

[sighs]

Now, that's what I call being
played in several measures.

Well, we got her
buggered and battered,

but she ain't fixin'
to give up just yet.

Yeah, this stump just don't
know when to say quit, Fest.

Give me that there axe.

You know, with enough
water, this here field's

gonna turn out some
fine crops come summer.

Have you wished for
your well yet, have you?

Yeah, [inaudible] over
yonder, as a matter of fact.

Come next week we'll
pick us a couple of days

and start the digging.

You ain't gonna
do no such thing.

Why not?

You know you've
done plenty already.

Oh, foot.

You been-a keeping
track, have ye?

I sure have.

Festus, when time comes, give
a look-see to Charity for me,

will you?

See she gets a footstep
in the right direction?

Aw, Jeb, quit
talking that a-way.

Well, it ain't so bad.

And I ain't one bit skiddery,
'cept for thinking about her.

It's sad what you do by loving
your youngin's too much,

holding them too
tight and too long.

Gets so you can't let them go.

Hand me that there axe.

All right, Jeb.

You've got my word.

[music playing]

Morning, Matthew, Doc.

-Well, Festus.
-Good Heavens.

Good Heavens, I should
have known better.

-What are you mumbling about?
-Sit down, Festus.

Well, I'll sit down and
drink a cup of coffee

with you, Matthew.

I already done ate.

Who paid for it?

Doc, you just might as well
smooth your old bristles back,

'cause you ain't fixing
to spoil my day with one

of your blamed arguments.

Matthew, what I
came by to tell you

was that I'm fixing to go
out to Jeb Spencer's place.

We're gonna start
digging a well.

Oh, here we are, Matt.

My gosh, am I ready for this.

Thank you, Hank.

Well, now, you
know, I have saw me

some palate-some-looking
eggs in my born't days,

but I never seen no eggs
that is as palate-some

as them eggs is right there.

Festus, where in thunder
did you get a word like that?

Like what?

Palatable.

I didn't say--

I know what you said.

You said palate-some.

Well, you meant
to say palatable.

-I never meant no such-a thing.
-Just a minute.

I'm trying to help you.

There isn't any such a word
at all as palate-some, now.

There isn't.

Doc, you're just-a busting
to stir up a scrap with me,

ain't ya?

Stir up a fight with you?

That's the last-- Festus, all I
wanted this morning was for you

to sleep late enough
so I could get

down here and have a nice,
quiet, peaceful breakfast

with Matt.

That's all I wanted.

Matthew, ain't he just
pure, ol' de-amazing?

Here I come in with a friendly
howdy of a start of a new day.

And before you can say, rat
run over the roof of the house

with a piece of raw
liver in his mouth,

he-- he starts to ragging me
six days to Sunday accusing me

[inaudible] little,
old sunny-side-up eggs.

And I done told him I done eat.

I'll tell you what it is.

It's just getting old
that's-a doing it to him.

He's just getting so
blamed old, that the years

have just soured him up to
worries like a old percinnamon.

He ain't even fit to
share a conservation with,

let alone a measly, little,
old $0.35 breakfast.

Festus, you shouldn't
do that to ol' Doc.

Do what, Matthew?

Pass the pepper, will you?

[humming]

Festus.

Oh, howdy, Doc.

I want to talk to you, Festus.

Charity just drove
Jeb into town.

Oh, is he up at
your office, is he?

He's at Percy Crump's.

He died last night in his sleep.

Oh, Doc.

Only a matter of time, Festus.

I reckon so.

Where's Charity at now?

Ma Smalley's.

Thanks, Doc.

[boot spurs jingling]

[music playing]

[knocking on door]

Festus.

Charity.

Well, I reckon we all know
that it's bound to happen.

It sure is bitter medicine
to swall'er when it

actual does happen, ain't it?

I can't cry, Festus.

Well, that there wouldn't
help nothing, no how.

It's terrible, but
all I can think about

is all those years, me
wanting shed of him.

And now I am.

And I--

Well, Jeb, he'd
understand that.

He didn't make me stay.

He just never let me go.

Charity, that there is
one thing that sorried

your pa something fierce.

Now, he told me
that his own self.

Well, Mr. Cross said the
burying, can be in two days.

I'll take care of everything.

Thank you, Festus.

Oh, there's some of Pa's
things in the wagon, some, uh,

trapping gear, some
guns, some other things.

You figure I could sell them
and the horse and wagon?

Yes'm, I reckon you could.

But don't you fret
about that, now.

I'll take care of it all.

Thank you.

I appreciate that.

After Pa's burying,
I'm going to Abilene.

You're going where?

I vowed to myself
one day I'd do it.

Now's the time.

If I don't go now, I never will.

Well, you can't just up--

I've got to, Festus,
or it's too late.

I know there's more
than what I've seen.

And I'm going to see it.

Look.

"Koberly Hotel for
genteel ladies.

Heart of Abilene.

Convenient to all
points of interest.

Reasonable rates--
day, week, or month."

See.

Charity, I gave your pa my
word that I'd look after you.

Look after me?

Festus, I'm 28 years old.

Oh, I've been looked
after all my life.

What-- all I've ever known is
the farm, the farm the bank

owns.

I've been brought to
Dodge to buy supplies

and taken to church
for Sunday service.

Why, the farthest away I've
ever been to my whole life

is Spivey-- Spivey.

Well, that's passed now.

That's done.

From now on, I'm being
looked after by me.

Well, Charity, you ought to--

No, Festus,
nothing you can say.

Nothing.

After Pa's burying, I'm going.
And that's final.

That really was a
nice, dignified burying.

Sort of a puny gathering.

Anyway, Charity will be on
her way to Abilene soon.

You know something, Newly?

I think it'll do her good.

That your opinion,
is it, Burke?

Well, sure can't hurt her any.

I mean, look at her.

Keep your voice down, will ya?

I just can't
understand why Festus is

so worked up over her leaving.

'Cause he gave his word
to Jeb he'd look after her,

that's why.
-I know.

But as far as his moving to
Abilene, that's impossible

You know what he ought to do?

He ought to get
her things together

and sell them and wipe
his hands completely

clean of the whole thing.

Now, let's look at it logically.

She's young.

She's full of life.

As far as Jeb's concerned,
he's dead and buried.

And there ain't nothing he
could do about it, anyway.

You got a way of cutting
it to the bone, Burke.

I'll say that for you.

I'm sorry, Festus, but I
don't think Mr. Lathrop would

want me to buy any old clothes.

Well, wait a minute
now, Halligan.

Wait a minute.

What about these here
varmint traps here?

Festus, I already told you--

They ought to be worth $5
if they're worth a penny.

But Mr. Lathrop is sick.

And I haven't got the authority
to buy anything, Festus.

Oh, good morning, Miss
-Hello, Charlie.

I'll have the cloth
you ordered around

for you in just a minute.

All right, fine.

Morning, Miss Kitty.

Hello, Festus.

I see you're still trying
to sell all these things

for Charity Spencer.

Yes.

And she's fixing
to leave tomorrow.

Nobody buying.

Oh, someone will buy,
all right, or steal

is more what it is.

See, I figured if I couldn't
do nothing else at all, I could

at least get her a fair
price for her belongs,

because she's gonna need all
the cash she can lay her hands

on to going to Abilene.

I know.

How much do you figure
all this is worth?

Well, let's see.

That there is a pretty
sorry excuse for a horse.

But with the rig and all,
it ought to be worth $40.

Now, I ought to be lucky if
I even get half that much.

You see, Miss Charity, she ain't
letting me have no time to do

no dealing, don't you see?

Hm.

Festus, um, what would you say
if I just advanced you the $40

and then you could take the time
in order to get the right price

for all these things?

Would you do that, Miss Kitty?

You come on by the
Long Branch later.

I'll have the money
ready for you.

See you in about an hour.

Thank you for
everything, Festus.

Oh, you're might
welcome, Charity.

And you take care of
yourself, do you hear me?

Oh, don't worry about me.

Well, I will be.

CONDUCTOR: Stage rolling.

Load 'em up.

Now, Charity, I want
to tell you one thing.

No, everything's going
to be fine, Festus.

Really, it is.

Oh, I can feel it.

Inside of me, I can feel it.

Be happy for me, Festus.

Like the man says, I'm
going to see the elephant.

Well, just so's
you know, the safest

place to look at an elephant
is from a couple of yards back.

CONDUCTOR: Stand
clear, Whiskers.

I'm late now.

[shouts]

Bye, Charity.

[music playing]

Well, this here's
the last [inaudible].

And I've been saving it
just special for you.

But I don't need
two lamps, Festus.

Well, I know you don't.

But you buy this here
one, and then you

can throw that there one away.

Why would I do that?

Well, you just got done saying
you don't need two lamps.

Yes, but I don't--

Well, just hold your butt,
now, till I get done telling

you about this here lamp.

Now, look here.

[laughter]

I swear, if that Burke owned
his self a whole herd of Texas

Longhorn Steers, you could still
sell him a load of fertilizer.

[chuckles]

Where you been
keeping yourself, Doc?

Well, I've been busy.

How are things with you?

Oh, everything's fine now
that I'm shed of all them

things of Charity Spencer's.

Well, did you sell everything?

-Got $19 for the lot.
-$19?

You bet you, Doc.

And I want to tell
you something.

I swear to you with every bible
that Burke, he don't count.

You know something's
unbelievable to me.

What?

For someone who
can't read or write,

there's-- you're so doggone
good about counting money.

And you don't spend any.

Ah, there you go.

You old scudder.

We haven't saw each
other [inaudible]

for three blame weeks.

And you don't get 10
words out of your mouth,

and you gotta start in
with your blamed insulting.

It's been over three weeks.

Oh, you just been counting
the days till you get

started on me, huh?

Just hold on a minute.

Just wait a minute.

Don't bust a gusset.

I've got some good news for you.

What's that?

Well, Hank sold Charity's
horse and rig for you.

Thunder he did.
What'd he get for it?

More than you expected.

Well, glory.

Much obliged, Doc.

[music playing]

Festus, that's the fourth
time you counted that.

Kitty, ever since I
taught him to count,

he just counts and
counts and counts.

Festus, you're getting
to be quite a businessman.

Yeah, he's quite a
salesman, all right.

He got me to give him
$2 for a kerosene lamp

with a cracked chimney on it.

All right, Miss Kitty,
there it is, your $40 back.

And I sure am much
obliged to you.

It was my pleasure, Festus.

What are you going to
do with the rest of it?

Well, how much more is there?

I make it $11.

Well, say, that's fine.

Now you can stand for a
round of beers for all of us.

Oh, uh, Doc, I'd like to, but--

Oh, that's just fine.

Go on and crawfish out of it.

Oh, now, I ain't
exactly crawfishing now.

I--

I think that
Festus probably has

better places for
that money rather

than buying us all beers.

Isn't that right, Festus?

You bet you, Miss Kitty.

The mainest thing
is I gotta get it

to Charity Spencer in Abilene.

Charity Spencer?

Really?

Well, it's-- this
here's her money.

You know, Festus,
it seems like $11

is just a fair-- fair price
for what you did for her.

Burke, what I done for her
wasn't did for no price,

don't you see?

Festus, if you'd like
me to, I'll write you

out a bank draft for that $11.

Bank draft?

Well, that's if you're
mailing it than cash.

Oh, I wasn't figuring
on mailing it, Matthew.

Wait a minute.

You're not gonna take
it to her, are you?

Well, I figured ol'
Jeb would kind of like

that if I was to do it, Doc.

That's a long ride, Festus.

That'll take you quite a while.

Well, Matthew, see, you
got Newly here in case

you's to need somebody.

He can help you out.

Festus, you've already
spent two whole weeks

selling everything for her.

And now you mean
you're going to go

all the way to
Abilene to deliver

that money to her personally?

Yes'm, that's what
I'm fixing to do.

[music playing]

Whoa.

Whoa.

Ruth, how in tarnation
did you throw a shoe?

Could I do some now, Chad?

You pull them weeds
around the well house?

Yep.

Put those cow droppings
in Momma's flowerbed?

Brung up and spread.

All right.

Grab a stick.

Start mixing some up.

Ain't but two batches left,
and thinner than milk already.

No matter.

It's all we got.

It's gonna have to do.

How many more days
till the party?

It ain't a party.
It's a heap more than that.

I know it is.

But there will be
a party afterwards.

How many more days?

In two weeks yet.

Howdy, fellers.

Momma, Momma!

He's here!

There he is, Momma,
right yonder.

Howdy, ma'am.

Glory be.

He wasn't due for
a week or more.

Momma, is that him?

I don't know I don't
know what he looks like.

Who else would be out here
in the middle of nowhere?

Chad, run quick Fetch the
scattergun just in case.

Now, it ain't that I
stepped down without asking.

My mule pulled up
lame, throw'd a shoe.

Put your hands up and
stay right there, mister.

What in tarnation is this?

Don't you move, mister.

You're not Mr. Schuldenhaus.

No, ma'am, I ain't.

Now, boy, you just
back off with that gun.

You mind saying what you want?

No, ma'am.

I don't mind at all.

Like I told you, my
mule throw'd a shoe.

What I'm-a wanting is to
set him with a new one.

Name is Haggen, Festus
Haggen from Dodge City.

You're a ways from home.

Yes'm.

Making for Abilene.

And ma'am, if you'd have
that youngin' of yours put

that gun down, it'd be
a heap easier talking.

For a while there,
I had me wishing

I was that Schuldenhaus feller.

-I sure ain't sorry you ain't.
-Clay.

Would you want to
marry up with him?

Marry?

Mr. Schuldenhaus is
coming for our wedding.

We've been corresponding.

He ain't never
sent no pictures.

We don't know what
he looks like.

Well, I want to tell you
this-- he's in for a mighty nice

surprise when he gets here.

Now, I know I'm a sight
for you folks to see.

But with a little
water for washing

and a little time for
white-washing so as I can earn

myself some vittles, I'm
going to prove to you folks

that I'm crammed neck-high
with personableness.

[music playing]

FESTUS: Well, before you
know it, here's old Doc.

He's all humped
up like a mad man.

And he's stomping
out of Delmonico's.

And I'm eating his breakfast.
[chuckles] Well, you see, he--

he ain't never come on
to my secret of talking

faster than what he can
keep up with thinking,

you see what I mean?

If you give a feller a whole
heap of things to think about

at once, well, then
he ain't got time

to do no thinking about answers
for something that you've done

said.

Don't you see?

And you call him
your best friend?

Chad, I'd cut off
my right arm clean

up to my left ear for him.

I hope nobody ever
tells him that.

Well, just betwixt
us three men,

I figure he done
already knows it.

Supper's on and hot
and getting cold.

Oh, my heavens.

You've done more in
three hours than we

could have done in a whole day.

Noon tomorrow, she's
gonna be all did.

Oh, I can't let you do that.

Well, noon tomorrow, wasn't
that when you's figuring

on going over to
Beckwith's Mercantile

for them supplies of yours?

Yeah, but--

Well, that's when I'll pick
up the new shoes for Ruth, see.

I might as well be busy
doing something till then.

Besides that, you haven't
never saw me put away vittles.

And from the smell that's been
a-coming from your kitchen,

I figure it'd take me
a week of white-washing

to pay for these vittles
I'm fixed to eat.

Come on in.

[spurs jingling]

Dear Lord, we thank
thee for the bounty

which fills our lives.

We thank thee for the love
that fills our hearts.

We thank thee for all
thy gracious gifts.

Amen.

Amen.

You forgot the other part.

Uh, well, that's all
right this time, son.

But we always say it.

Never mind, Clay.

Dear Lord, we humbly
ask you to make

Mr. Schuldenhaus a sober
man and a good and kind

husband and father.

Amen.

Oh, and Lord, if you was
to make him a might more

looksome-er than some feller
that ain't gonna get named,

you sure wouldn't hear
no fussing from the folks

around these here parts.

Amen.

Amen.

Chad, will you
pass this to Festus?

[sniffs]

That sure smells
and looks larruping.

Oh, I believe I could
eat the whole blame

bowlful my own self.

[chuckles]

[plates rattling]

[spurs jingling]

[humming]

You know something?

I sure gotta hand
it to you fellers.

Why, Festus?

Oh, for helping your momma
get shed of some of her chores.

Papa used to say a woman
needs time to herself.

Well, your daddy must have
been a mighty smart feller.

He said it was up to us to
see she had her quiet time.

I don't remember much about
him, just some things, mostly

what Chad tells me.

He died a long time ago.

It was five years
ago he took sick.

And you've been man of the
house ever since then, huh?

We both have.

Sure wish you could be here
for the wedding, Festus.

Oh, golly-Bill,
I do, too, Clay.

It's gonna be in
Abilene just as soon

as Mr. Schuldenhaus gets here.

Well, more than likely, I'll
be on my way back to Dodge

by then, don't you see?

We're gonna have
a party afterwards.

And Momma's gonna be the
prettiest one there 'cause--

[shushes]

After you're done, hang
the towel so as it dries.

Momma, can I take
the horse for a while?

Again, Chad?

Yes'm, just for a couple hours.

It'll be dark in
a couple of hours.

I'll be back by bed time.

I filled the wood box.

And I'll milk the
cow before I go.

All right.

Thanks, Mom.

Well, Miss Elkins, I reckon
I'll go out and try to work

off some of them good vittles.

I just got me a
little dab left to do,

and then she'll be all did.

Oh, Festus, you've
done enough already.

Ah, tu-tu-tu-tu-tu.

[horse neighing]

[chad shouting horse commands]

[suspenseful music]

[cow mooing]

Festus.

Festus.

That's funny.

There's like ol' Chad
forgot to milk his cow.

Bring me a bucket,
and I'll do it.

That's all right.
I'll do it myself.

-What?
-It's all right.

I'll do it myself.

[horse galloping]

[door slams]

[coins jingling]

Was it hard chores?

What do you think?

How much did you get?

$0.40.

How much does that
make altogether?

CHAD ELKINS: I'm counting now.

You forgot to milk
the cow, you know.

That's right, I did.

Festus was gonna do it.

But I stopped him
from coming in.

Well, it ain't likely
he'd have found it.

Well, I wasn't gonna chance it.

[spurs jingling, humming]

Hey.

If I'd have known you was
coming out to the barn,

I'd have asked you to
water ol' Ruth for me.

Chad, I'm glad to see you
got back before bed time,

like you said you would.

That's good.

You know, I've always figured
the most importantest thing

for a feller to be
is reliable-some.

Yes-sir-ee, reliable-some-ness
says a whole heap

for a feller's character.

When a feller's
got character, he

ain't gonna never be nothing but
a whole heap of pure, old joy

to his momma and daddy.

Well, I reckon I'll turn in.

Goodnight, fellers.

Goodnight, Festus.

[spurs jingling]

[closes door]

[music playing]

[dog barking]

Two pounds of coffee.

What else?

A tin of soda crackers, please.

[whispering]

What else?

10 pounds of salt, please.

Well, would you look
at them horehounds.

Peppermints is my favorite.

Peppermints are two-fers.

Tumors?

Two for a penny.

Oh.

Well, I'll tell you what, now.

If certain youngin's was to keep
the fire box going in the forge

in a particular barn
for a certain feller

that I know whilst he
was-a shoeing his mule,

them certain fellers just
might earn their-selves

some peppermint sticks.

Got 5 yards of muslin there,
Mr. Beckwith, and some thread.

All right.

I'll measure it.

Well, when you get done
with that, measure me

a nickel's worth of them
peppermint sticks-- [ANNOYED]

a full measure.

[clank]

[music playing]

Got them crackers, Ma?

I could have sworn
I saw Mr. Beckwith

put that tin right in--

Well, I ain't never laid
eyes on that man but once,

but I'd say Chad's
right in checking on it.

Here he comes.

He said he put it
in one of them boxes.

Here it is.

The flour sack was hiding it.

[clanking]

I sure want to thank you
for helping us, Festus.

Well, that there just makes
everything even 'twixt us,

Chad.

We'd have been at it better
than another week or more.

Well, see, now, this way,
it'll give you some extra time

so that you can help your
momma do some other things,

don't you see?

Where do you live
in Dodge, Festus?

Live?

Well, where's your house at?

I mean, if we was to write you.

Oh.

You figuring on
writing to me, are you?

Who knows?

Someday we might
even get to Dodge.

We could come and look you up.

Well, I'll tell you you could
always get a letter to me

care of the US marshal.

Are you a friend
of a US marshal?

Oh, you bet you,
Marshal Matthew Dillon.

Fact is the biggest part of
the time, I'm his deputy.

[suspenseful music]

SARAH ELKINS: Chad,
Clay-- dinner.

Are you through, Festus?

Coming.

This

You know, it's just
plum shamefulness

for a feller to put away
vittles the way I just did.

Maybe so.

But it certainly is flattering.

Well, I'll tell you, I've
eaten enough to carry me

clean to Abilene and then some.

Much obliged to you, Chad.

Safe trip, Festus.

And all our thanks.

You're mighty welcome, ma'am.

And I'm-a wishing
you all the pure,

old-y happiness you can hold.

I know Mr. Schuldenhaus
will be all you want.

And I can tell you
something else,

too-- you're gonna be the
look-some-est bride in Kansas.

You two boys, I want
to tell you something.

It's been-a many and-a many days
since I came across youngin's

the likes of you.

And you just keep being
the joy to your ma

that you done already are.

Don't you never do nothing to
take that pride-some look out

of her eyes.

You hear me?

Well, Ruth, time to kick
some dust, raise some gravel.

Bye, Festus.

Adios.

Bye, Festus.

Come on, Ruth.

[music playing]

[snoring]

[WHISPERING] You reckon
he's got any money on him?

Don't matter.

You see that blanket?

Yeah, I see it.

And I've sat here scrunched
up long as I'm gonna.

I'm goin' at her
and then get it.

Now, you put a bullet
through that blanket,

and I'll put one through you.

I don't want no holes
through that blanket.

You'll get it without no holes.

He's asleep, I tell you.

There won't be no trouble.

All right.
Let's go.

Hey, if you have to shoot him
shoot him through the head

so the blanket won't
be spoiled, huh?

[snoring]

[snoring]

[snoring]

[coins jingling]

[cocks gun]

He knows?

He knows?

I been-a wondering how
many of you there was

and when you was coming in.

[CHUCKLES] You caught us with
our hands in the honey pot,

huh?

Mighty sticky, ain't it?

Why, there ain't no money in
this bag, just a [inaudible]

and a bag full of washers.

Washers?

[shouting]

[shouting]

Get back here!

[gunfire]

[music playing]

Well, now what are
you two up to, huh?

A surprise, Mom.

A real one.

For me?

Oh, my.

Aw.

[gasps]

Why, it's-- it's the dress
from Mr. Beckwith's store.

Me and Chad's been
saving ever since you

wrote Mr. Schuldenhaus
that you'd

marry him, near five months.

And we earned a lot.

Festus, did you
ever see such a pair?

No, ma'am, don't reckon I have.

Oh, it's the most beautiful
dress in the whole world.

Do you like it, Mom?

Like it?

Never in my whole life have
I had such a dress, never.

Festus, what are we going
to do with these two?

Well, ma'am, I
reckon it'd be kind

of hard to know just
how to give them

everything they got coming.

And on top of that, you just
as same as storied to your mama

when you let her think that
you earned all that money

to buy the dress with it.

But we're gonna earn it all.

We're gonna pay you back

You dang bet you you
are, every penny of it.

If she knew what we
done, she'd make us take

the dress back to Mr. Beckwith.

You gotta see why
we done it, Festus.

Well, I can see
why you done it.

But what you done was wrong.

But we wrote you that note.

We said we'd mail you
the money to Dodge.

Didn't you read it?

Well, I can tell you
what happened there.

See, I rolled out
of Dodge and clean

forgot to bring my spectacles.

And I can't read no writing
at all without them.

Wrote notes, that don't
make no never mind,

Chad, not when you went
and took a man's money.

And you know this is wrong.

Or you'd have came right to me
and asked me for it to my face.

Yes, sir.

There was no way we'd
have earned enough to get

it in time for the wedding.

Mr. Beckwith
wanted all his money

before he'd give it to us.

I asked him for credit when
you went to the store with us.

But he said no.

We just had to have 10
more dollars, Festus.

I figured I was taking
it like it was a loan.

I was wrong.

We figured that them dollars
couldn't be as important to you

as they was to us.

We figured you could
always get more.

You know how to make money.

Keep it going in there.

Get that fire hotter.

It ain't rendering fast enough.

Keep the fire hotter, you hear?

You gotta keep that
fat feeding in there.

You out to work, ugly?

Well, that there just depends.

How long would it
take me to make $10?

$10, 10 days.

And all the vittles you can eat.

That is, if you can still
eat at the end of the day.

[music playing]

[splash]

Watch what you're doing,
you blame knuckle-head.

[arguing]

Get back to work.

I didn't give you no
dollar a day for playing.

Well, I wasn't playing.

You were playing.

Blamed idiot.

[music playing]

5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10.

$10 for 10 days.

Now, you tell me,
when did you ever get

any quicker money any easier?

Now, don't you spend it
all in one place, you hear?

[laughs]

[music playing]

If those cattle prices keep
going up and going down,

we gotta get a spur in here.

Why don't you go
over to "The Gazette"

and see if there's any change.

Excuse me, uh, fellers.

Mister, could you tell
me where the Koberly's

Hotel for genteel ladies is?

You get much closer, they'll
come out and grab you.

Right behind you, fuzzy.

[spurs jingling]

Mister, I'm looking
for Charity Spencer.

Charity Spencer?

She told me she was
fixing to put up here.

Koberly Hotel for
genteel ladies?

To be near work, you might say.

[laughs]

Where's she at, mister?

Well, her key's here,
so she must be inside.

[spurs jingling]

Then this newspaper
reporter-- you know,

he's got his pad and
pencil all set-- he says,

when was that, madam,
when the man jumped

at you from out of the bushes?

And the woman said, no,
just now when I went, yeah!

[laughter]

I'm-a looking for Charity.

Charity's the last
thing you're going to get

at the Koberly Hotel, mister.

Festus, what in the world?

Charity, I been a
spell to getting here.

Can I talk to you?

I guess so.

What did you want?

What can he afford?

[laughter]

Sit down.

This, uh, is surely a surprise.

Thank you, Charlie.

I don't think we
need drinks, though.

This is an old friend of m--

Now, you know the
rules, Charity.

No drinking, no talking.

Charity, what are you doing
in a place like this here?

Well, Festus,
don't you remember?

The newspaper ad-- "Koberly
Hotel for genteel ladies,

convenient to all
points of interest."

Well, this is the major
point of interest.

You're getting out
of here right now.

No.

No, I'm not.

I like it here.

You like it?

Yes.

And for the first time in
my life, I'm having fun.

Why, I get a percentage
of every drink.

And I've made nearly $50.

Well, what's the matter?

Well, it's money that
I've came here about.

Oh, you didn't get as much
from my things as you thought.

No, ma'am, I-- I got $11 more.

Well, I don't understand.

Well, I brang it to you.

You came all the way to
Abilene to bring me $11?

Yes, ma'am.

[laughs]

Another glass, Miss Charity?

No, no thank you, Charlie.

Whatever you say.

Hey, where are you
going with that money?

That's champagne,
bud, $10 a bottle.

$10?

You bet.

And I can't cork it
back up once it's open.

Charlie.

Let it go, Festus.

Let it go.

[music playing]

[laughter]

[laughter]

Festus!

Hey, look, everybody.

It's Festus.

Hello, Festus.

Clay.

Hello, Festus.

Hello, Festus.

Good luck, Miss Schuldenhaus.

Goodbye.

Bye.

Bye.

Bye, Festus.

Bye, Festus.

[chatter]

Festus.

I'm sorry.

It's all right, Charity.

CHAD ELKINS: Bye, Festus.

Come and see us.

I reckon it was
worth it, after all.

[music playing]

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NARRATOR: Stay tuned
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from our next "Gunsmoke."

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