All language subtitles for Gunsmoke.S15E26.The.Cage.720p.AMZN.WEB-DL.DDP2.0.H.264-DarkSaber_prob4_track3_[und]

-Starring James Arness
as Matt Dillon.

- Just ain't
no fresh wagon tracks

no place east of here,
Matthew.

- Look over that saddle
back there.

It brought the buzzards in.

- I just hope it ain't nothing
more than a dead stray.

- Let's take a look.

[ Birds squawking, crying ]

- Get out of there!
Get away from --

Ha! Get out of there!

- Roy.

- Don't make no difference
to a dead man.

I just can't stand
to see a bird get at them.

- The end,
I may come to break down, Roy.

I ain't got long.

- Hey. I told you not to --

Don't talk that way.

- What have you
got on your mind, Roy?

- Getting us out of here.

- No.

I mean, really on your mind.

- No matter how long it takes,
what I have to do,

Benson and the others
are gonna wish they hadn't.

- You're gonna
get yourself killed.

- Yeah, well, I won't be
the only one they'll be burying.

- You're talking like a boy.

- Well, why'd Benson do it?

He had to know we wasn't gonna
name nobody to the law.

Luke?

- Sleepy.

- Get out of there!

Get away!

Go on!

Get out of there!

Get out of there! Get away!

[ Gunshots ]

- Hey. Hey, in here!

Over here! We need water!

- See to them.
I'll check these others here.

- All right.
Get back. Step back.

- He can't breathe.
We got to get him down.

- All right. You take the top.

- Now, you hold on now, hear?

- Marshal.

- Yeah?

- My...brother.

Nothing to do with the robbery.

Only me and the others.

- Now, you just stop that.

You ain't gonna
take all the blame.

- He's...only a kid.

No fault...

except wanting to be...

with me.

Promise...

you won't blame Roy...

for what -- what we did.

Pro--

Promise.

- Luke?

They didn't have to do it.

They didn't.

- Who's they, Roy?

- They didn't have to do it.

- From what I gathered,

shooting them deputies down
like they done,

and then emptying their guns
in this wagon,

there ain't no word
bad enough to call them yet.

- Look, I'm going down to Doc's

to see how he's coming
patching the boy.

You get Newly
and get the supplies together.

- Well, Matthew?

That there boy,
the way he is talking,

I don't think
you got a measly prayer

of finding out who that gang is.

- Well, he's had a little time
to think about it.

We'll see.

- Roy, that shoulder
is gonna be a little sore

for a few days, so
you better keep moving around.

- There isn't a whole lot
of room to move around in here.

- [ Chuckling ] Well, I mean,
just keep it limbered up.

It will heal better that way.

- That's right.
Don't favor that arm at all.

I read all about it.

- You read about what, Burke?

- Well, take a man
with a broken leg.

The sooner he walks on it,
the better.

- That's very interesting.

Burke, I seem to recall
that last time

you practiced mail-order
medicine on yourself,

you wound up
with blood poisoning.

- How is he, Doc?
- He's gonna be all right, Matt.

But I wasn't sure
until just now.

Dr. Burke offered
his very capable medical advise.

- I'll see you later.
- Thanks, Doc.

- Roy, what can you possibly
owe that gang

after them killing your brother?

- I owe them plenty.

- Well, the law can collect it
a whole lot better than you can.

You know, Roy, you're just lucky
that you were left alive

long enough to where you'd have
a chance to talk to the law.

- The way they emptied
their guns through that window,

there's nobody figuring we'd be
left alive, including me.

- It's a good thing that marshal
from Hays wired ahead

to expect you by noon.

Roy, you're facing five years
for riding with your brother

whether you had anything to do
with that train robbery or not.

Now, you can help yourself
by naming names and telling us

where to expect them to try
to sell that stolen gold.

- I ain't gonna
go crying to no judge.

- Uh-huh.

Just as tough
as his brother Luke, huh?

That what you want
written on your tombstone?

You got some growing up to do,
Roy.

Do you have any idea
what 5 years in prison

will do to somebody your age?

You better think about that.

Well, that just the point.

Outlaws that have got gold
on their hands just can't go

running around the countryside
living off of it,

or they'd leave a trail.

- Well, they'll just sell it
for less than it's worth.

- That's right, and I'll
tell you something else.

That's one of the reasons
they ambushed that prison van,

so that they could
keep the secret

of where they gonna sell it.

- Well, it's certainly
becoming a flourishing business

to the south,
this dealing in gold.

- Oh, I should say so.
There some places down there,

I hear, that are discounted
40%, 50%.

- Doing what, Doc?

- They're do--

Well, what that means
is that if you got $100 in gold,

and you got to get rid of it,
well, then you can sell for $40

or -- oh, never mind.

- No, wait just a minute, now.

You mean, if I was to have me

a paper dollar bill,

I could swap it for $2 in gold
from somebody?

- If you don't mind
accepting stolen goods.

- Oh, I don't mind --

Well, what I mean

is if I didn't know
that this here gold

was stoled in the first place,

and I was to just happen to be

in kind of a bargaining shape,

and this here feller,
he come along

with this here whole mess
of gold that he was --

- I understand
exactly what you mean.

What you saying
is that you don't mind at all

accepting stolen gold.

- I ain't saying
no such a thing.

I'll leave it up to Matthew
and Miss --

- The young fella in the jail
would like to talk to you.

- Oh. Thanks, Burke.
- Yeah.

- Yeah, I better get over there,
too, 'cause

I sure want to talk to him
before he goes to sleep. I'll --

Drink that before it goes flat,
will you, Burke?

- Oh, thanks, Doc.

- Festus, I don't think I'd go

in the gold-buying business
if I were you.

I don't think
it'd make you too happy.

- Oh, foot, Miss Kitty.

I was just talking to myself,
that's all. Say...

Burke, you on duty
over at the jail house, are you?

- Why, sure.
- Well, what I mean is,

are you fixing to drink
a glass of beer there

and do deputying
all at the same once?

- Well, I've seen the marshal
drink a beer and you, too,

and you're still deputized.

- Oh, well,
the marshal and the deputy,

they're different
when they ain't in charge

of the jail house.

But -- but you, now,
you go drinking beer

and go over yonder to jailhouse,
some feller will be a saying,

"That feller here in charge,
he's a-drinking beer."

Don't you see?

Not that Matthew's gonna
say nothing.

He'd probably say,
"Well, you just go on

and do whatever you think's
fitting and proper."

- Yeah, well, maybe --
maybe he wouldn't like it, huh?

- Well, it just could be that

or couldn't be
that he would or wouldn't.

A feller just don't know.

Just don't know.

- Yeah, well, I just hate to see
a good beer go to waste.

- Oh, I can't stand
to see that myself.

[ Sighs ]

- So, like I say,

Matthew, he might not even
say a word.

I mean, seeing as how you're
doing him kind of a favor

looking after the jail
and everything.

But if I was you,
I'd ask him about that,

drinking beer, I mean.

Then you'll know.

- Marshal, I've been thinking.
I'm gonna cooperate with you.

- Good, Roy. All right,
let's start with the names.

- Well, I don't think
the names will help you.

None of them's wanted.
Benson's been the leader,

but I don't even think
that's his right name.

- How many in the gang?
- Well, there was eight,

counting Luke and me,
but that leaves six.

- All right. And where
do you think they were headed

with that gold
they stole off the train?

- Well, down Carcarus,
New Mexico.

It's just south
of Cristo Mountains.

They see a lawman
anywhere around there,

and they close the town up
tight.

You'd think
it was a sheep village.

You'd never even find Sanders

unless he knows
who he's dealing with.

- Sanders?
- Oh, he's the man

you see in Carcarus
if you have gold to sell.

- Uh-huh. Then he's more
important then the Benson gang.

- I don't think so.

- Well, now, they're not
gonna be traveling

through towns
with 100 pounds of gold.

They're probably
staying outside,

- skirting through the hills.
- Yeah.

They'd be pushing those horses
day and night.

- Then we're gonna have to
do the same thing.

We're gonna be ready
in two hours.

I'm, uh, gonna be leaving you
here on your own, Roy.

- I'm not gonna
be running at this point.

- Well, he's all yours, Doc.
I'm gonna head over

to Judge Brooker's
and pick up some warrants.

He's got more on his mind
then he's talking about.

Have to wait and see
what it is later.

- Roy.

You look fine.

How's that shoulder feel?

- I got bigger worries
than this shoulder.

Hey, Doc, maybe
you can answer me a question.

If someone's born without
being able to hear or speak,

except when they're about 14,
they start hearing,

is that a good sign that someday
they may be able to speak?

- Well...

kind of hard to say.

Trauma at birth
could create a deaf-mute.

- Trauma?
- Injury.

Now, discounting the possibility
of a mental defect, I'd say --

- Mental defect?

Does this look like a girl
who can't think straight?

- Nice-looking girl.

-Yeah, no girl
who can understand

both English and Spanish has got
anything wrong with her mind.

- That's quite
an accomplishment.

Maybe she can't speak
because she's never been taught.

- Never been taught?
- Yes.

Even an infant
has to be taught to speak.

They have to learn
how to control sound, you see.

Now, I don't know
that that's true in her case.

Her problem could --

well, it could stem from any one
of a dozen sources.

- Yeah.

I bet we'd have no problem
if we had the money

for of them big,
fancy eastern hospitals.

- Well, maybe yes, maybe no.

But in any event,
no doctor, nodoctor

would even attempt a diagnosis

without first
seeing the patient.

Roy, you got a long ride
ahead of you.

You better get some rest.

- Well, there it is.

No telegraph,
no stage ever going through.

If Benson's been there and gone,

I'll know it the minute
I hit the livery.

If so, you'll find
me riding back this way fast.

- Don't you think we'd ought to
slip off down yonder with you

so's we can be close by in case
anything was to go wrong?

- You think that's a sleepy
looking town down there now,

you ought to see it the minute
a stranger passes the livery.

You wouldn't even find a dog
on the street.

- All right, Roy.

You know the town.
You know Sanders.

- Deseame buena suerte.

- Buena suerte, amigo.

- I'll ride down partway
with you.

- What was that you two
was a-jabbering about there?

- You mean
"Buena suerte, amigo"?

Well, he said, "Wish me luck,"
and that's what I did.

- You know something, Newly?

I kind of wish that I had learnt
me how to talk some Mexican.

It'd come in handy for a feller

who travels around
as much as I do,

like that there lady barber
there in Joress.

It -- it'd help me so much if I
could had made her understand.

- Festus, you don't have
to speak Spanish

to get along with the ladies.

After all,
you know the old saying,

"Love is a universal language."

- Well, who's talking
about love?

She was a-scraping my face
with a dull razor.

I couldn't make her understand

that I didn't have the hide
of no hog.

Don't you see?

- Roy?

Doc told me about that girl
you have in town.

- Yeah, I'll be
paying her a call.

- Well, it's gonna be light
in a couple hours.

I'll expect you on your way
out of there by then.

- Should be on the road out.

- Roy, you know that
wasteland south of town there?

Some men seem to think
that's an easy way out.

A fast horse
and headed for Mexico,

and all your troubles
are left behind.

- That's been about the size
of it, from what I've seen.

- Well, don't fool yourself
about that, Roy.

A man carries his troubles
with him.

- Yeah.

I'll be out first light.

- Take a position up the road
just outside of town there.

- Marshal,
you can't help to like that kid,

- but I don't trust him.
- Neither do I.

I just hope
he doesn't hang himself

with that rope we're giving him.

- Alfonso.

- Oh, Roy [speaks Spanish]
It's good to see you.

[ Conversing in Spanish ]

A man has to work and live.

The others, amigo?

- They're not here yet?
- No.

- I came on a little bit ahead.

- Ah.
- Could you feed him?

But keep him saddled 'cause I'll
be leaving about first light.

- Good. Good.
Of course, amigo.

And brother Luke?
He is well, I think?

- I guess you hadn't heard.

Luke's dead.

News travels slow down here.

- I am deeply sorrow, Roy.

[ Speaking Spanish ]

- Sorry it took so long
to get back this time, honey.

Seeing that your aunt
still doesn't like me

just proves that you must be
taken care of real good.

Still say you make
the best morning bread in town,

Mrs. Ramos.

Every time I look at you,

I just don't see how anybody
has a right to be that pretty.

I sure did miss you.

Or maybe it was your cooking.

I almost didn't make it back
this time, honey.

Luke's dead.

Yeah, I know.

Hit me kind of hard, too.

Not too many people
put much stock by Luke.

He always shared
right down the line with me.

Benson had him murdered.

Anyway, what I was saying
about me almost not making it --

I had to make a deal
with the law.

I was facing 5 years in prison.

I was kind of hoping we'd have
two or three sons by then.

But I told him I'd play along.

Marshal can have the others,
but I want Benson.

I'm gonna put a bullet --

Now, don't go telling me
it's not the thing to do.

Luke's my brother,
and I owed him.

Don't you understand?

Benson killed Luke.

Now, you just shut --
This is between Luke and me.

This is something
he'd be doing for me.

Even without talking,
you say too much.

All right.

[ Sighs ]

My deal with the marshal

is that he gets the gold
and Sanders and Benson.

That's the way I'll play it.

The way you handle me
without saying anything...

Wonder what you'd do
if you could talk.

Honey,

I talked to a doctor in Dodge.

And he said that sometimes
people can't talk

just 'cause they never tried.

And like a baby,
they have to learn how to talk.

Say my name, Maria.

Say Roy.

Come on. You got to try.

Say Roy.

Come on.

All right.

Maybe it takes
more than just trying.

If we had the money for one
of them big eastern hospitals,

we'd --

But it doesn't make
any difference between us,

does it?

Doesn't make any difference
at all.

I got to go.

But I'll be back later.

And you don't worry
about a thing.

Your looking awful good,
Mrs. Ramos.

I don't know why you still
call yourself a widow.

I was just on my way
to see you fellas.

- Mr. Sanders wants to see you.

- So, Luke is dead,

and you're speaking
for Benson, huh?

- That's a little strange, Roy.
- Yeah,

strange maybe is the word for me
riding and telling you about it.

Pretty bum luck is
what I'd say about Luke dying.

- Let me hear you tell again
what you call a little trouble.

- There's nothing to add to it.

Luke and me got caught.

Benson hit the prison wagon
taking us down to Dodge.

Luke got killed.

Benson managed to free me.

- You tell it so simply.

- It was over in a minute.

There was lead flying around,
Luke getting killed.

Then I took off
with Benson and the rest

and hid in the mountains.

- Now you're speaking
for Benson?

- Well, he wasn't about to
leave, the amount of gold

we got this time -- $30,000.

Oh, I guess you didn't hear
about the amount of gold we got?

- Well, all the news we heard

that a train north of Hays
was robbed.

- Yeah, it was an express car.
Surprised us.

We didn't know
how much it was carrying.

- I don't quite understand
Benson sending in a boy like you

to speak for him.

- Well,
why shouldn't he send me in?

I'm not here
to do any bargaining.

Just came in with a
"take or leave it" price --

50%, right down the middle.

- Go ahead.

How close by is Benson?

- He'll be here
about midmorning.

- Foot of Black Mesa?

- 15,000 bank notes.

15,000 bank notes.

except he's pulling in
from the east this time.

Like to meet you in Rock Canyon.

- Why Rock Canyon?

- 'Cause we're gonna be
taking the riches

on down to the border.

- Why Rock Canyon?

- Benson also mentioned

that maybe you're getting
a little nervous

about the big money,

wondered if $30,000
is a little rich for your blood.

- A fresh tongue
is easily tamed, my friend.

- Well, I'll tell Benson
how you feel.

- Uh, now -- now, wait, Roy.

You know, this whole territory
is tightening on gold deals.

- Frankly, Benson
is as worried as you

about the goods we're carrying.

That's why he'll accept 50%.

- We were thinking 40%
this trip.

- Well, you'll think 50%,
or we'll take it down ourselves.

- [ Laughs ]

You know, boys,

I wouldn't be surprised

to find Benson taking orders
from this boy soon.

- Yeah.
I'm working on that, too.

50%?

- Agreed.

- Rock Canyon. Midmorning.

- Rock Canyon.

- Maria.
I want you to trust me on this.

I want you to leave a note

that we're getting married
again, in a church this time,

just like your aunt
always wanted.

Now, listen, very carefully.

I want you to get your horse
and ride over to Oldetown

and meet me there.

Train comes through about noon
for water.

We're getting on that train.

Remember now, before noon.

- Well, there he be, Matthew.

I wouldn't have
bet you a thin dime

that he'd be coming back here
looking for us.

- I tell you one thing, Festus.
I wasn't sure.

- That can't be him.

- Well, it sure ain't no ghost.
- Come on.

- I got a hunch
who those two might be.

- How'd you get
out of that prison wagon?

- Bars weren't set that tight.

- What were you doing
in Carcarus?

- Talking to Sanders,

find out how much he'd give
for that gold we're carrying.

Or you boys forget
I got a share coming?

- For a wet-eared kid,
you got plenty of savvy.

- Hey, and plenty of talking
to do to Benson.

We're riding to the foot
of Black Mesa.

Come on.

- Let's go.

- Nothing about it sounds right.

You, riding in
to dicker with Sanders?

Willing to forget about Luke?

Nah.

- I ain't gonna
forget about Luke.

That's between you and me.

One of these days, we'll make
a personal thing out of it.

- Kid, you got more lip
than brains.

- Well, I had to come down here.

I had no choice
to get out of Kansas.

They got posters
all over up there on me now.

- [ Chuckles ]

I tell you, kid.

You're just plain unlucky.

You know, you've come a long way

just to get buried.

- All right there, you men!

Get your hands
away from those guns!

- All right, get your hands up.
Over here.

- Go on.
Get over there together.

- Get the cuffs
and the irons on them.

- Come on.

- Newly, check
the other saddlebags

for the rest of the gold.

- Now, that there's a sight,
ain't it?

- This Benson?

- Yeah, that's him.

- Well, we got the gold
and the gang, Matthew.

The onlyest one
that ain't here is Sanders.

- No, there's one more missing,
Festus.

Roy.

[ Gunshot ]

[ Gun cocks ]

- Throw them guns in the rocks.

I said throw them guns out!

We got a new deal, Sanders.

It's 100% for me.

Throw those saddlebags over.

All right,
now the three of you climb down

and take your boots off.

Unless you want
to buried with them on.

- That's right.
Tie them boots on good, boys.

We wouldn't want you
to lose them.

- It's not too late, Roy,
to discuss this further.

- Slap them horses.
Get them moving.

Sanders, I got
a lot less patience with you

since I buried my brother.

- There'll be no place
that boy will hide,

if it takes my whole life.

Our young friend
wants an hour start,

except he's gonna find
it's no good.

You get started
after them horses.

Exercise will do you good.

- How do?
I understand you're the man

that knows everything
that goes on in this town.

- Señor Marshal,
I'm only a poor livery man.

- What about Roy Stewart?

- Has he ridden back this way?
- Roy?

I -- I have not seen him,
Señor Marshal,

since -- since leaving --

It was earlier this morning,
Señor Marshal.

- Believe me.
- Mm-hmm.

And his girl,
where does she live?

- Maria?

She is not here.
She also left.

She rode down south.

- Well, a man named Sanders,
did you ever hear of him?

- Marshal, I have never heard
this name before.

Believe me, Señor Marshal.

- Mm-hmm. Thanks.

- Hasta luego, Señor Marshal.

[ Speaks Spanish ]

[ Laughs ]

- Everything worked out
real well.

Wait, you trying
to tell me something?

Doesn't the train
run by here anymore?

Uh, el train.
[ Speaking Spanish ]

- [ Speaking Spanish ]

- He says the train hasn't come
by here for a month. Come on.

We got to get out of here,
quick.

Come on, Maria.

Come on.

You don't feel good?

You're gonna feel worse if we
don't get out of here, quick.

I robbed Sanders of
the gold money he was carrying,

money for hospitals and doctors.

Now, come on.

Maria!

Maria!

- Señor!
- Maria!

- Señor! Señor!

[ Speaking Spanish ]

- Gracias.
- Señor.

[ Speaking Spanish ]

- Maria?

Maria?

Feeling better?

Maybe it was just
riding in the sun.

What is it?

- Bah--

Bah--

- What are you trying to say?

- Ba..by.

- Wha-- we --

You talked.

You talked, honey.

Baby?

Our -- our baby?

[ Chuckles ]

And -- And you --

[ Chuckles ]

Say it again. Say it.

- Baby.

- [ Laughs ]

Baby. Baby.

Oh, God.

God, thank you.

Thank you, thank you.

The money.

We don't need it now.

You talked.

We don't need any of it.

We'll turn it in to the marshal.

The horses.

Better hide those horses, quick.

They're here.

[ Distant gunshots ]

- Call them off, Sanders!
Call them off!

- Enough.
- Here's your money, Sanders.

Now stop shooting.

- You've been a bad boy.

You better come down here.

Roy!

- I'm coming!

They won't hurt you.

They won't hurt you.

- You ain't very smart, Roy.

There are easy ways
to make money.

- Hold it right there.

You Sanders?

That's a lot of money you're
carrying around, isn't it?

- There's no law
against having money, Marshal.

- There is when you're using it
to buy stolen gold.

I got a lot of people
willing to talk about that.

- Wait till you hear the story

about how I was robbed
about an hour ago.

- Yeah, that's something else
we're gonna talk about.

- The doctor's still with her.

He said she's gonna
be all right, though.

- Good, I'm glad to hear that,
Roy.

You know, Roy, you kept part
of your bargain with me.

But you also took a lot
on your own shoulders.

Now, you'll have
to face a judge about that.

- Yeah.
- Well, do you think,

if I leave you around here
running loose,

that you'll show up
when the judge arrives?

- Well, you're not gonna
find me far from Maria.

- That's about what I figured.

Good luck, amigo.

- Buenos suertes, Marshal.

You know,
I was thinking out there.

What a dumb husband you've got.

Real dumb.

But all that's gonna change.

Would you think it was dumb
if I...

...if I asked you
to say baby again?

- R-- R--

Roy.

Roy.

- [ Chuckles ]
You said my --

Oh.

You said my name.

- Stay tuned for scenes
from next week's "Gunsmoke."