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[music playing]

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]

[laughter]

Mr. Honneger, I don't believe
a word you've been saying.

I swear, I don't.

But if you dare stop, I'll die.

Clarisa, I'm telling
you the truth.

Now, you ask Festus here.

Now, we've known
each other longer

than we'd both like to admit.

He'd tell you, if
I wouldn't say it.

Right, Festus?

Go on and tell her.

Well, young man,
there ain't too

many fellers that's got
ways with words like old JJ

has here.

I just can't believe
that you don't know

what a rare thing that you are.

No, I mean, a woman
like you is like--

like a soft, glowing
candle in the window

on a cold, dark night.

And that-- that's the truth.

Oh, what a charming
thing to say.

Oh, you poor boy.

Well, I deserve these, ma'am.

I deserve what Festus
here is taking me to.

You see, I made
that one misstep.

And I'm going to pay for it.

And then I'm going to
start all over again.

Of course you will.

Whoa!

This is Elbow Creek Station!

All right, JJ, let's go.

You take good care
of yourself, Clarisa.

It's been a pleasure
knowing you.

Have a good trip, friend.

God go with you, Mr. Honneger.

Oh, thank you for that, ma'am.

I do.

You treat him kindly, Deputy.

You hear?

Yes'm.

Git!

Don't forget now, Clarisa!

You get one of them flower
hats, you know, like I told you!

I will!

Oh, I will!

I could sure use a drink.

All right, come on.

Of all the claberated dribble
I've ever hear, you dang near

reached the tops of my boots.

Oh, Festus, what's the hurt?

Well, if is just about as
sincere as the undertaker's

grief at a $5 funeral.

Like the man said, if
you can't be sincere,

the least you can
be is charming.

Let me tell you something.

You better be saving some
of that charm of yours

for old Judge Brooker.

Yeah, it never did
work on that old boy.

Did it?

Well, of course it
didn't work after

four or five times it didn't.

Hey, Festus, what do you
think he'd give me this time?

I bet Pappy a mule you don't
get no less than two years.

Two years?

Oh, come on, Festus, for
stealing a rusty old hay rake?

Two years, and
I'll tell you why,

because all them two, and
three, and five months

he give you before
never done no good.

These pretty little songs in
all this silence, your work

are they?

Huh?

Well, I always said that
people who grow flowers

have sunshine in their hearts.

[bang]

[snoring]

Hey!

Hey!

Hm?

Hey there, feller!

Feller, you're sleeping
your blame life away.

Oh.

Well, I got beans, meat,
hard tack, and rye whiskey.

Whiskey and stage to Dodge.

Well, whiskey,
no stage to Dodge.

What do you mean ain't
no stage to Dodge?

Well, Kroter Pass is closed.

For how long?

Oh, well, flash floods couple
of days ago filled with half

a hillside, be a week or
10 days before it's clear

so the stage can get through.

I got me a prisoner out yonder
I got to get to Dodge City.

Well, I got beans, meat,
hard tack, and rye whiskey,

and a daughter I
wouldn't leave alone

with anything that wears pants.

Angel of mercy,
pure and simple.

Simple, maybe.

Leastways, that's what
Pa's always saying.

I tell you, it's a shame you
having to live your life out

in a place like this.

I've heard sweet talk before.

Have you ever heard of
Avalene, or Simaron, or Wichita?

You'd take me there?

No, not changed to
this here pump I won't.

But I will.

Now, my deputy friend will be
coming out here pretty soon.

I always had my heart
set on seeing Dodge.

Oh no, you wouldn't like it.

Time was, it was a
pretty good place.

But it's changed.

JJ, them charming ways of yours
going to be the death of you

yet.

Well, it's short of
costing me that, Festus.

And I'll be danged if I'm
going to spend those two years

for stealing a rusty old hay--

Here, just unlock that.

Give me the key.

Let me hear it click.

Well, you don't need me to
make your dreams come true.

You just get on any
stage here coming by.

I have.

And Pa's always drug me back.
-Let's go.

Did it ever occur
to you that maybe he

brought you back
because, uh, that you're

the light of his life.

I mean, a man's daughter, a
daughter like you is, well,

like a soft glowing
candle in the window

on a cold, dark night.

Come on, silver tongue.
Let's go.

I'm sure ever so
much obliged to you

for the borrowing of
your horses and all.

Well, as long as
that animals is

returned in the same
condition as you got them.

Well, it just might be
this one won't get returned.

At least if things work
out for me, it won't.

But tell you what I'll do,
I'll send you, what, $30?

Is that fair enough?

Just don't you
fret none, mister.

He ain't fixing to run
off with your horse.

I'll guarantee you that.

Festus, it's a long way
across them badlands to Dodge.

It's sure going to seem
like a long ways listening

to all your blabbering.

Let's go.

[music playing]

[neighing]

I'm glad to see you're
all right, Festus.

Now, wait a minute.

I didn't mean to do that.

My horse spooked on me.

JJ, you're getting
sincere again.

Your horse broke his leg.

Sorry.

You said her just right.

You're a sorry-- on your feet.

It was hard work working
on that railroad, boy.

We come into a big
town once in a while.

And the big old fat
politician would come out.

And he'd want to drive
in the last stake.

He'd take a couple, three
swings at it and miss.

We'd finally end up having
to pound it in for him.

Then my daddy would get up
there and he'd-- he'd say

the last prayer, you know?

And so much that he didn't--

[grunting]

Get up.

When are you going to give up?

Festus, you know I'm
going to keep on trying.

Why don't you give up?

Ain't no way you're going
to take me back there.

Get on ahead of me.

Stay there!

Throw the keys for it.

Now, around that tree.

J?

[groaning]

[wind blowing]

[neighing]

Whoa, horse!

Come back here!

[gun shot]

Get back here!

We need that horse, Festus!

[gun shot]

Festus!

It's got all the water!

Get back here!

We need the horse!

Don't you know that!

Get back!

Oh, boy!

That's got my dad's
comb, his watch.

We've got to have that horse.

[inaudible] wouldn't you?

Oh, Festus, come on.

Here, here!

Take off that cuff.

Now, throw that key away.

Why?

Snap it on there.

No, Festus, I ain't
shackling myself to you.

Do it, JJ.

Snap it on there!

You know, you shouldn't
have let that horse go.

Festus!

Ah!

Oh, Lordy, we're
not gonna make it.

I figure, if we'll get
there, we'll get there as two.

We won't make it, Festus.

We're not going to make it.

[groaning]

Easy, JJ.

We're not going to make
it without that horse.

Just one of us would
have made it anyhow.

You honestly believe
I'd run off and left you?

Do you honest believe I
don't know you would of?

I'd have sent you help.

Yeah, of course you would.

Then you'd have
hoped they'd fine me.

But you wouldn't have
lost more than a night

or two of sleep if they didn't.

Yeah, so now neither
one of us makes it.

Matthew told me
to bring you in.

That's what I'm fixing to do.

Well, which way is in?

According to the
sun, east ought

to be that way, northeast.

Dodge is somewhere in that line.

Let's go.

[music playing]

Oh, Festus.

If I had known that
old hay rake would have

brought me to this
place, well, I probably

still would have stole it.

I'm thirsty.

Yeah, I know.

My daddy, he used to stand
up there on that pulpit of his

and roar down at all
us sinners telling us

how we were all going to die
in the fires of perdition.

He'd be telling all of us, but
he'd be looking right at me,

always looking right at me.

Well, I sure am getting an early
look see what I'm heading for,

I tell you.

Let's get going.

Get going where?

To Dodge.

Yeah, which way
you think that is?

Come on.

Let's try this way.

Wait, I hear some water.

Look, look, there's water.

Come on.

[groaning]

[panting]

[distant laughter]

Come on!

Get up there!

Good old cold water!

[groaning]

Sh, Festus, it's
the desert rats.

Sh!

Have all the fun you
can because you're not

getting any more for a while.

The Comacheros, Festus, sh!

Sh!

Boy, I bet where we're
going is all whiskey.

Woo!

Come on!

Let's get out of here!

Come on.
Let's try and get out of here.

Come on!
Get out of here!

Ha!

Come on!

Ha!

Let's get it!

Keep going.

I tore some of my innards.

Ah!

Oh, howdy, boy.

Howdy.

You can't be from around here.

Where you from?

Texas, wagons over yonder.

Yeah?

You happen to come across
a man last couple of days?

He's a big man,
mustache, brown hair.

No, we-- we didn't see anybody.

What are you doing?

Are you out hunting?

Yep,

Yeah, you have any luck?

Nope.

You a pretty good shot.

Good enough.

Think you're pretty good enough
to shoot this chain in two

from there?

I reckon.

Ah, this here's my prisoner.

I chained myself
to him a ways back.

I didn't want him to
run off and leave me.

You see, I twisted
my ankle a ways.

[laughter]

Well, I tell you what I'll do.

I-- I gotta gold watch
in my pocket here.

It's worth $1.

It's yours if you shoot
this chain in two.

What'd you get arrested for?

Oh, you wouldn't believe it.

I stole a hay rake from
some man I was working for.

And that's the truth.

Looks like he's gone
through an awful lot just

to arrest you for stealing a
hay rake that wasn't yours.

Yeah, yeah, I'd say so.

He is a duty-bound man.

They make a mean enemy.

Name's Caleb.

Mine's JJ.

So what do you say, huh?

The $1 gold watch is yours.

We got a [inaudible] over
at the wagon, running short.

But there's enough to share.

I am pretty hungry.

I imagine old
Festus is here too.

Little more?

Boy, I tell you, Ms.
Cunningham, hungry like I am,

you don't say nothing about
how good these beans taste.

I tell you, I never
been served by anybody

pretty in a long, long time.

More beans, Mr. Honneger?

Yeah, if you please.

Thank you, ma'am.

You know, Caleb, being the son
of a farmer in a schoolhouse

full of cattleman's
kids, I tell you,

it's got to be just
about as bad as being

a preacher's kid anywhere.

That ain't why we left.

Pa said there's better
farmland in Nebraska.

Yeah, sure, better than
that farmland in Texas

you come from.

That's for sure.

How soon you figure your man
will be back, Ms. Cunningham?

Should be back anytime.

If, uh, you don't
mind me saying so,

I think it was a mistake, him
going off to look for help.

Why is that?

Well, first off, there
isn't any for miles.

And, well, I mean if he did
find somebody to help him,

you know, how would
he find his way back?

I don't mean any disrespect
to your pa or anything.

But this is big
country and, uh--

Luke will be back, with help.

What's going on out here?

Just getting some water.

I figure the sooner
he comes around,

sooner I have to quit
having to carry him.

Would you mind giving me a hand?

I'm not going to bite you.

Here, you give him that.

Ma'am, were you,
uh, you low on food?

We'll get by.

Would you mind
telling me how long

your husband has been gone?

Three days.

Three days.

Look, I could rig up one
of them Indian carrying

beds for Festus here.

And you and the boy
could ride in turn.

And we can get out of here.

Luke will be back.

Luke will be back.

Luke will be back.

He's been gone three days.

Now, I'd fret on
the odds of that

happening if the boy was mine.

Of course, then again, if he was
mine, I wouldn't have gone off

and left him in the first--

It might interest you
to know that Luke went

for help because I insisted!

He didn't want to go.

Yeah, well, I'd
figure you'd have

a good man-- maybe
not the wisest,

but you'd have a good one.

You know, Mr. Honneger, a
man like you just wouldn't

understand the importance of
giving a boy a home with roots,

possessions.

Everything we own
is in this wagon.

Luke will be back.

He said he would.

And he will.

[whimpering]

Morning.

Ma, he's gone!

He took the horse!

So he stoled your
horse, did he?

Appears like he
sweet talked you out

of a pair of cutting tools too.

He tried.

I ain't sure I believe that.

What are you doing, Deputy?

Why, you lie back here!

You just lay back.

You're going to do
yourself more harm.

Those ribs could be splintered.

They sure feel like it.

Well, I wish there
was something I could

do to make you feel better.

Obliged.

My name's Martha Cunningham.

Festus, ma'am.

My son Caleb.

Pa took Ulysseus S.
to go fetch some help.

Your prisoner stole Mr. Grant.

What?

That's what we call our horses,
Ulysseus S. and Mr. Grant.

Oh, well, there's
a chance old JJ will

send somebody back to help us.

He-- he's a whole lot of things,
old JJ is and there's a lot

of things he ain't.

He is a fair chance.

I'll get the rifle, go see
can I shoot us a rabbit or two.

How long I been here, ma'am?

Caleb found you late yesterday.

He took the rifle
and the box of shells!

What?

Oh.

[groaning]

[SINGING] Jesus set me
free, oh Jesus let me be.

I want to-- come on, brother.

Come on.
[neighing]

What's the matter?

What spooked you, boy?

Whoa, whoa, what
are you smelling?

What's spooking you, huh?

Come on, boy.

[neighing]

Oh boy.

Oh no.

You stay, boy.

Oh, you poor dumb farmer.

Why the hell did
you pick this way?

You dumb farmer.

Any way on the compass
they could have come.

What did they pick this way for!

About out of
fiddles, ain't you?

Now, the only thing
I was trying to say

is it's something that
ought to be thought on.

Seeing we ain't go
us no horse, it's

going to be mighty slow going.

Luke will be back.

And stove up like I am, Dodge
will be five or six days off.

How do you think
you could make it?

One of them--

Ma'am, it's either trying
or turning to dust right

where I sit.

As far as I can see, we
ain't got us no druthers.

Our wagon, our belongings.

We can send somebody
back to fetch them.

Why, Luke will get here.

We'll all be gone.

Now, can your man read writing?

Well, you can leave him
a letter in the wagon

telling him where we went.

It's that there boy that's
to be thought of now.

Don't you see?

Well, just the rest of the day.

Tomorrow will be
soon enough, give you

time to get your strength back.

Yes'm.

BOY: Mom, Mr. Hagen, look!

Luke!

Right, three of them.

I can't make out
if Pa's with them.

I guarantee you he ain't.

What?

Now, get him over
yonder in them trees.

Both of you, go
over there and hide!

Don't stick your heads out.
Go on.

-Who are they?
-Comancheros, now get!

Hurry up!
-What about you?

Don't--

Come on, Caleb.

Hurry up.

Hurry up!

[gun shots]

Well, I cut that pretty close.

Didn't I?

Close enough.

I couldn't figure out
whether to try it or not.

You been sitting
up there watching?

I tell you one thing.

If they hadn't have
laid out, I would have.

Thing I can't puzzle is why you
came back in the first place.

Mr. Honneger--

I found.

Caleb, I want you to get all
the food and all the water

we can carry.
And get me an ax.

Now get going.
We're getting out of here.

Providence is what it was.

Yes, ma'am, providence.

Festus, I'm going to rig up
one of those Indian carrying

beds for you.

You ain't going to
make me believe that you

all of a sudden get religious.

How you feeling?

Think they'll come back?

Yeah, they'll be back.

But we won't be here.

Well, I better
write Luke a note.

There won't be no need, ma'am.

Your husband is dead.

I found him.

It had to be them Comancheros.

How do you know?

I know.

You don't know it's my husband.

He was a big ma
calloused hands, a farmer.

He had a moustache
and brown hair,

spitting image of the boy.

That's all the talking about it.

Give me that axe, boy.

Boy, you go do what I told you.

Ma'am, I'm going to
need this canvas here.

Wait a minute.

Where is he?

Can't we at least bury him?

Ma'am, we take
time to bury him,

we could be burying ourselves.

Now, let's go.

[music playing]

It wasn't really so awful,
you stealing that old hay rake.

Yeah, I know.

I was just having some fun.

You see, I worked for this
man named Drew Narrymore.

And he had a neighbor
named Otto Fry.

And Otto Fry and Drew Narrymore
used to argue all the time.

I mean, they've been feuding
it seemed like before creation.

Then hadn't said 10
words to each other

in about twice that many years.

So I took that hay rake.

And I sold it to Otto Fry.

Boy, I tell you, you should
have seen those two go at it.

Thought it was pretty
funny at the time.

But it's not two years funny.

If you just tell
that to the judge.

Brooker?

Judge Brooker and I, we've faced
each other a number of times

before.

And, uh-- well, I think he's
just tired of looking at me.

That's all.

I still don't think
it was so awful.

Boy, I wish there was some
way you could sit in Judge

Brooker's chair this one time.

You know, that's
interesting and all.

But wouldn't it be simpler
just to shoot us a rabbit.

Simpler, maybe, but it would
be simpler for those Comancheros

to find us, too.

Did the shoot my Pa?

Yeah, they shot him.

More?

I read in penny dreadfuls
about Comancheros.

Some day they'll pay for it.

Someday, somehow, I guess
everybody pays for everything,

one way or another.

That sounds like
him, like my Pa.

Was you ever somebody's Pa?

No, no I was
never anybody's Pa.

I always thought
maybe I'd like to be.

But I don't know.

I'm not much of
anything to anybody.

Just go-- you take
this down there

and set it in the
rabbit run for me.

[coyote howling]

About done?

Just about.

Mr. Honneger?

Yeah?

I sure do want to thank you.

There's no need.

If I had any smarts, I would
have been gone a long time ago.

But it didn't happen that way.

And I'm just real grateful.

For Caleb, I'm grateful.

He'll be all right.

His Pa taught him independence.

That's good.

It has such a price.

Had you noticed he
hadn't even cried?

Yeah, I noticed.

You know, Luke was
just a real good man.

And I'm going to miss him.

I'm going to miss him.

But like Caleb, I
can't cry for him.

That's just so sad to be
married to a man for 15 years,

and to work with him side by
side in the heat, in the cold,

and-- and not to
cry at his passing?

Well, there's some
who don't even know

the likes of those 15 years.

That's sadder.

[coyote howling]

Is them Comancheros?

Boy, it's time
like right now when

you hear old quail
and the meadowlark

talking to one another,
smart folks takes

a tight hold on their scalps.

Where are they?

I don't know.

JJ gets done scouting.

He's sure more of a man
than he first seemed.

Well, like I told
you, ma'am, old JJ,

he-- he's a lot of things.

He just can't--

[branch breaking]

Make up his mind which
one he-- how many is there?

Four.

What'll we do?

Why don't you get out of here?

And I'll catch up with you.

Go on, move, move.

I'll be able to
follow those tracks.

JJ.

Go on.

Get moving!

Watch out.

[gun shots]

Come on.

Quickus, you
almost done eating?

We ought to get to
getting because we

got us a fair piece to go.

Can't we wait a little longer?

I'm feared he-- he'd of
came by now if was a coming.

Won't hurt to wait just
a little while longer.

He coulda had trouble following
the tracks in the dark.

Yes'm.

Reckon he coulda at that.

I hope he's run off.

Well, that's more than
likely just what he done,

boy, put a stopper to them
Comancheros and then let out.

If he did, it was
the judge's fault.

Now, now, hold on.

Handing him all over the place
just because he was a fighting

a couple of cranky old cooks--

Whoa boy, whoa now.

Ain't no sense in
you getting all--

Festus, don't stop him now.

I need all the voices I
can get speaking for me.

Why, you scutter, you--
how long you been up there?

Oh, long enough to realize
that I'm not so bad as I been

led to believe all these years.

Don't stay up there
fluttering your gums.

Come on.

We got us a long
way back to Dodge.

Oh, I don't know, Festus.

I mean, not much of a
future for me in Dodge.

Well, JJ, I-- I reckon you're
going to have to be the one

deciding on that your own self.

[mooing]

[groan]

What in Sam Hill?

Get that thing out of my face.

Now what if I'm deciding
to blow your head off?

Now, you just
simmer down, mister.

You see this here badge?

Yeah.

Who are you?

Who's that?

My name is Festus Haggen.
I'm a Deputy for Marshal

Matthew Dillon in Dodge City.

That there is Ms.
Cunningham, her boy Caleb.

That there is JJ Honneger.

Who's JJ Honneger?

Him, right-- well, now where
did that slippery little skunk

get off to now?

Our horse is gone, too, Festus.

That old Judge Brooker
would go crow for all JJ.

He ain't never going to get
him for taking that old Drew

Narrymore's hay rake.

Let me give you a hand.

Easy, got us some bad ribs.

What the!

Why don't you look
where you're going?

You're like a blamed
old walleyed buffalo

in a hen house.

Well, where you been anyway?

Busy.

Busy?

You were supposed to let
me look at those ribs.

You done your last
look at them ribs,

you clammy-handed old quack.

Well, that's just fine.

I'll send you my bill!

Bill?

Well, you done got all
the money in Ford County.

How much more do you want?

Just what I've earned.

That's all.

Earned, a poking,
and a prodding,

and a pounding them
little old pain pills.

You don't--

I'll send--

Well, Festus, Doc.

Son.

How's everything been?

Just fine, Festus,
thanks to you.

Well, you make
a mighty looksome

new person in our town.

I'll say that.

Oh, well, thank you, Festus.

See you later, Festus.

Bye.

So long, Caleb.

I'll tell you, Doc, that there
is a lady with a mess of proper

classumness If I was 10 years--

Classumness?

Oh, you wouldn't
know what that means--

Oh, Matt!

Hold it.

What in tarnation?

It's that Honneger fellow
that got away from you, Festus.

Festus, mind if
I explain later?

That there is the
Cunningham's wagon.

Yeah, well, I got
some things to do.

Marshall, I promise
you I'll be back.

Festus?

AI

Well, I reckon it's all right.

Uh, where's Mrs.--

You might try looking right
yonder in the Dodge house.

I'll be back later tonight.

Hold on here, hold on.

I've seen that
white horse before.

Yeah, that's right, Doc.
I stole it.

DOC: You what?

Yeah, that left wheel there
on the rear, I stole it too.

There wasn't any other way.

JJ, can't you get it through
that thick head of yours

that you can ask to
borrow something.

You don't have to be
stealing it all the time.

Well, I--

Now, just supposing you
could go up to a farm, say

I'd like to get me the loan--

Festus, you remember
that farm I left you at?

Well, they didn't have the
right size wheel there, you see?

So I went looking for it.

And I found it--

Ask, JJ.

That's the only thing
you got to do is ask.

I couldn't, Festus.

Why not?

Because there's no way
on God's green earth

that Drew Narrymore
would have believed me.

That's why.

You stole them
from Drew Narrymore?

I just don't believe it.

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