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[THEME SONG]

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.

[HOOTING]

[WHISTLING]

Who's there?

Who's there?

[SCREAMS]

Oh, Festus, how are you?

Oh, Doc Adams, how
good to see you.

Cora, thank you.

Cora, there's, um,
something I, uh--

I must tell you.

Renegade Comanches have been
rampaging all over Kansas.

And while your father was
away, they raided your place.

Cora, your mother's dead.

[MUSIC PLAYING]

Oh, my God.

Pa!

[WHISTLING]

Hyah!

Hold fire.

No firing.

No firing.

Come on, give it up there.

Give it up there.

Renegades.

Probably split off from
the main raiding party.

BRIGGS: Captain, look at this.

I don't reckon they made
this on no reservation.

This watch is from Dodge.

It belongs to Bear Sanderson.

I want them men.

They're going to jail, Bear.

They don't need jailin'.

They need killin'.

That'll be decided
by a court of law.

There's going to
be no killing here.

I'm seeing the killin's
been on the wrong side.

I'm going to change it now.

Hold it right there.

These men are going to be
tried in a court of law.

And if they're found
guilty, they'll hang.

In the meantime, nobody takes
justice into his own hands.

Not you or anybody else.

That's the way it's been
around this town, that's

the way it's going to be.

Now, stay out of the way.

BEAR: Now, listen to me.

Those murdering
savages killed my wife.

I'm going to see 'em
burn in hell for it.

And anybody that ain't
with me is against me!

[INTERPOSING VOICES]

We're with you, Bear.

We're on your side.

You would ask me--

let me understand--
to take a case

that no other lawyer will touch?

Forgive me, in order
intentionally to lose it?

CORA: It's not a
question of that.

I'm truly afraid
of what my father

might do if you don't help me.

I sympathize with you.

Believe me, I do.

Well then, please,
will you take the case?

I'll see that you're
paid very handsome.

Ms. Sanderson, it is
not a question of money.

I cannot take the case.

Why?

Because it would not be fair.

Not to the men on
trial and not to you.

Because you see, if I take
a case, I take it to win.

And those are the
reasons you choose to give?

They are real and legitimate.

CORA: No, I'm sorry.

They're false.

I think I'm beginning to
understand you, Mr. Wolfe.

You are one of those
very practical men who

is so indifferent to justice
that he won't take the time

and trouble to see it done.

Good night, sir.

I want the ones that done it.

I want 'em and I'll have 'em.

Papa, listen to me, please?

If you try and deal with
these men the way you want to,

it won't work.

And you'll only
destroy yourself.

You think I care
what happens to me now?

What about me?

Do you care what happens to me?

We want those Indians, Dillon.

[CROWD YELLING]

Come on, send 'em out, Dillon.

[INTERPOSING VOICES]

Listen to me, those
Indians are in jail, that's

where they're going to stay.
Nobody's getting them out.

Then we'll come
in and get them.

[CROWD YELLING]

[MUSIC PLAYING]

That's far enough.

Back off.

Break it up.

Back off, all of you, before
somebody gets blowed in two.

I came here to ask your help.

Now if you want to, you can
cool that town off right now.

If you don't, you can
blow the lid off it.

It's up to you.

Talk to me, mister.

Bear, if you come in
the Dodge on the prod

and you try to face me down,
I'm gonna have to kill you.

It come down that, is it?

It's gone as far as it can go.

CICERO: Marshal, you will
prevail on me to take the case.

And I must warn you, I will
fight it with all my skill,

which is considerable.

And how do you suppose your
good public will react, sir,

when they discover,
as they will,

that the man who represents
your renegades is, himself,

a half-blooded Cherokee?

There's one thing, Mr. Wolfe.

CICERO: Yes.

You and I both know, you
don't have much of a chance.

There's one piece of
evidence that everybody

seems to have missed.

I want to make sure you don't.

I intend to prove,
beyond all possible doubt,

that these men are not guilty.

[CROWD GRUMBLING]

Order.

Order!

CICERO: And ladies
and gentlemen, it

is my painful duty
to show, as well,

that this whole indictment
is the kind of conveniently

and irresponsibly trumped
up slander which would never

have come to trial if the
two defendants had been

White men instead of Indians.

[CROWD YELLING]

Order!

Order!

Order!

Order!

Break it up.

Order!

Order!

Order.

We will have order
in this courtroom.

This court stands
adjourned until tomorrow.

We could be in
quite a bit of danger

after this morning, Mr. Wolfe.

I'm gonna have to ask your
cooperation on a few things.

Of course, Marshal.

I'd like you to take
your meals in your room

and confine yourself there
when you're not in court.

I'm also going to have a
guard take you back and forth.

And he'll be outside
your room at all times.

I appreciate your
concern, Marshal.

But I am able to defend myself.

Against a man who doesn't
care whether he lives or dies?

You're talking
about Mr. Sanderson?

I am.

[KNOCKING]

NEWLY: Mr. Wolfe.

Come in.

Mrs. Anderson's
here to see you.

Ms. Anderson?

Please, forgive me for
coming here to see you.

There didn't seem
to be any other way.

Of course.

Of course, I'd hoped to see you
again to, uh, talk with you.

Really?

I would have thought otherwise.

You're angry.

Does that surprise you?

No.

No, I suppose it shouldn't.

Did you think that by
trying to save the men who

murdered my mother you
would win my undying

gratitude, Mr. Wolfe?

I didn't come here
to talk about myself.

I came here to talk about you.

You see, I understand you now.

Am I so complicated, Ms. Cora?

When I first came to
you and you refused me,

you concealed the fact that
you were yourself an Indian

and afraid to risk involvement.

Fear for myself had nothing
to do with my position,

I assure you.

You needn't justify
it to me, Mr. Wolfe.

You refused me, shamed
me for having asked.

And then as if to spite me,
perversely took the case.

And I know why.

Perhaps you'd better tell me.

Because your own vindictive
prejudice overcame your fear.

I've seen you in
court, Mr. Wolfe.

I know how you feel about us.

You intend to destroy
my father because he's

a symbol of our
domination over your race.

And you count on the
law to protect you.

You poor uncomprehending,
miserable woman.

Are you really so corrupt as
to think that I would take

the case of men such
as these if I didn't

believe them to be innocent.

I am not so shallow as to be
affected by anything you say.

You think it
matters to me what

affects you and what doesn't?

What's sad is that a woman of
your beauty and intelligence

has become so used
to judging others

by the narrow light
of bias and prejudice

that she is unable to
recognize idealism.

How can you talk
about idealism?

Don't you see that I refused
at first because I knew

that I might jeopardize
whatever chances

they had for a fair trial.

I felt it altogether
possible that I

might ensure their conviction.

I came in when I realized there
was no ethical alternative.

These men mean so much to you?

Justice means so much to me.

Is that so hard for
you to understand?

You made me a shameful offer
and, surely, you know it.

My taking the case
had nothing to do

with fear or money
or your father,

as man, symbol or
anything else.

I took the case when I
realized it was ethically

impossible not to take it.

Justice in my life is
everything, Ms. Cora.

When you understand that,
you will understand me.

[MUSIC PLAYING]

Good night.

And in your
opinion, the ponies

with which the defendants were
captured had never been shod?

Not the one's I
looked at, they hadn't.

Objection, your Honor.

Counsel's argument
is proving nothing.

We all know that the tracks
found on the Sanderson's place

where those of shod horses.

But they might
have changed horses

once they left the premises.

Might indeed, your Honor.

Why from shod to unshod?

Overruled.

Proceed Counsel.

CICERO: And when
you arrived, will

you tell the jury what you saw?

Well, uh, the whole
place was burning down.

CICERO: Did you see
anyone on the premises?

Anyone at all?

I found poor Lavinia, dead.

CICERO: And as far as you
know, you are the only person

on the premises between
the time of the departure

of the guilty parties and
the arrival of the law?

I-- I'm the one that come
in and got the marshal.

CICERO: Then I
submit, gentlemen.

And let the record so show,
that there is not a single soul

alive who can
identify the killer

or killers in a court of law.

CAPTAIN SYKES: At about
6:30 in the morning,

we came on that camp.

They'd been sleeping.

They offered no resistance.

CICERO: They simply surrendered
without a fight, sir?

Does that sound like
fugitive murderers?

It would have been useless,
we had them surrounded.

Captain, would you step
over to this map, sir,

and show the court the
approximate location

of the captured?

Here.

Near Jonathan Cooley.

About six miles south of the
south fork of the Cimarron.

Some 45 miles from Dodge.

Thank you, Captain.

Captain Sykes, you are a
calvary man, are you not?

Yes, sir, I am.

And in your work, what do
you consider a hard day's ride?

Well, uh, 30 miles would
be a tough trip in one day.

CICERO: 12 or 15
hours riding time?

There abouts.

And what do you consider to be
the furthest possible distance

a horseman might ride
in, say, a 12 hour day?

A man might make 40
miles on a fine horse.

And yet we are told
by the prosecution

that in the space of less
than 9 hours from the time

of the murder, the
defendants, who were mounted

on unshod Indian ponies and
who appear to have been camped,

slept and gave no resistance
to capture had cover the almost

45 miles from the
Sanderson house

to the point of their capture.

I call it utter
nonsense, gentlemen.

And I say it could
not have been done.

[CROWD CHATTERING]

Thank you.

No further witnesses for the
defense today, your Honor.

Tomorrow, defense will call our
key witness and rest our case.

And if the prosecution has
no further desire to recross?

None, your Honor.

Captain, you may step down.

This court stands adjourned.

[INTERPOSING VOICES]

[KNOCKING]

It's open.

Cora, what are you doing
up this time of night?

Come on in.

Thanks.

Marshal, I need to talk to you.

What can I do for you?

It's about my father.

I'm afraid for him.

I'm afraid of what he might do.

I understand how you feel.

If they call him to
the stand to testify,

I don't know what'll happen.

Well, they already have
called him for tomorrow morning.

Oh, Lord.

Oh, Marshal, he's not
responsible for what

he does anymore.

Cora, every man is
responsible for what he does.

And that includes your father.

I mean, he doesn't have
control over himself.

He's been hurt by so
many things lately.

Everybody knows that, Cora.

People think more of
him than anybody alive.

But those men
are acquitted, he--

Cora, you know how I
feel about your pa.

I'd do anything in
the world I could

to keep him out of trouble.

But he's going to
have to make a choice

between the law and violence.

All we can do is hope that
he makes the right choice.

[MUSIC PLAYING]

Papa.

Papa, please, stop drinking.

It isn't going to
solve anything.

It won't, huh?

They started the
trial yesterday, Papa.

Everyone saw that
you weren't there.

Well, they gonna to
see a lot more of it,

because I paying
along with their game.

CORA: Well, you'll have to
go and if they call you.

I ain't never
had to do nothin'.

This is different.

Those men have a
lawyer now, a good one.

I know all about him.

Got 'em on to match their color.

Making a joke outta me.

Nobody's making a joke
out of anything, Papa.

The people in the town
are all on your side.

Take my name and let some
half-breed Indian shyster

drag it through the bumble.

Oh, Papa.

Ain't gonna matter
in the end, though.

Listen to me.

Are you sure that those
men are the ones who--

I know what happened, don't I?

And I know who done it.

Found them with
her jewels on 'em.

In their filthy hands.

In court today, he made
it sound like the case

against them was weak.

Well, what else would he do?

That cheatin',
low-livin' Indian liar.

It ain't gonna
make no difference.

What do you mean?

I mean, there's three
renegade bucks gonna

pay for it instead of two.

Don't talk like that, Papa.

I'm going to kill 'em.

Oh, all right then.

Kill 'em.

Ruin your life.

Throw everything away.

Put yourself and your own
revenge before everything else.

That's the way it's always
been, hasn't it, Papa.

I guess it'll never change.

It's always been Sandersons
this and Sandersons that.

Your ranch, your
wife, your daughter.

Until you made us feel
like nothing but little

insignificant pieces of you.

Don't you talk to
me like that, lady.

You always had
everything your own way

every time, because you bullied
everybody into submission.

Cora.

You made mama hate you.

You drove her to it.

Because you never once
let her be herself.

Don't you say anything
else about that woman.

I loved her.

Did you?

Then how is it every time she
needed you, you were 50 miles

away drunk in some bordeleau?

Get out.

Go on, get out.

You ain't never talked
to me like that before.

And you ain't never
gonna to again.

[MUSIC PLAYING]

I raised you up to
be my princess, lady.

Give you everything
I could think.

'Cause you was the rose
in my love for your mama.

But you never
know'd it, did you?

No.

Well, maybe that don't
make no difference neither.

Not anymore.

Because you see, I'm
just a plain man.

But I am a man.

And you're just like her.

A man ain't good enough for you.

So you just go on.

You go on back to
your tea parties

and you're high-tone
college socials.

And if my name
makes you ashamed,

you just leave it
here when you go

out and don't come back again.

[MUSIC PLAYING]

[MUSIC PLAYING]

Mr. Sanderson, you're
not supposed to be here.

I got to talk to
that man yonder.

I can't let anybody in
unless the marshal says so.

I wasn't gonna kill
him, not this time.

Oh!

[MUSIC PLAYING]

CICERO: Mr.
Sanderson, of course.

You got that right, injun.

You come into my room
like a common thief.

You have some reason for that
or shall I have you arrested?

I reckon you know if
I'd come here to kill you,

we wouldn't be a'talkin'.

When you turned that
light up, it might have been

the last light you ever saw.

I wouldn't have
needed no light.

And you'd be all through horning
into other folks business.

So you just put away
that iron and listen.

I want to give it to you
as plain as I know how.

One is, you calling me and
talking to your circus.

Two is, if you get
them crossbreeds

anything but hung in
what you're doing,

then I will come'a killin'.

You right along with them.

You savvy that?

As clearly as I ever
understood anything.

Now, you hear this.

It's my job to get those
men acquitted, if I can.

And I intend to do just that.

If I find it necessary
to call you, I will.

And if you try to
kill me because of it,

you may find that,
for once in your life,

you've bitten off a lot
more than you can chew.

All right, injun.

We understand each other.

And I'll give you one thing.

I never liked
stepping on mealybugs.

So when I kill you, I'll
have the satisfaction

of knowing I killed a man.

[MUSIC PLAYING]

Come on, Deputy, get up.

You ain't hurt that bad.

[CROWD CHATTERING]

Order.

This court is now in session.

Bailiff will please
call the first witness.

Mr. John Uriah Sanderson.

[CROWD CHATTERING]

Mr. John Uriah Sanderson?

Is the witness present?

BAILIFF: Mr. John
Uriah Sanderson.

Your Honor, we cannot
continue without his testimony.

Prosecution requires his
identification of the jewelry

and the watch in question.

MAN 1: Here comes Bear now.

[CROWD CHATTERING]

JUDGE BROOKER: Order.

Bear-- uh, Mr. Sanderson,
would you please

step up to the witness stand?

Your Honor, may
it please the court,

prosecution has no desire
to call Mr. Sanderson

if the defense acknowledges,
as a matter of record,

that the items in
question did indeed

belong to him and his wife.

CICERO: Defense so affirms.

Let the record so state.

If prosecution desire's,
defense will waive formal right

to administer the oath.

Do you concur, Counsel.

Yes.

Yes, your Honor.

Then the witness is excused.

[CROWD CHATTERING]

If the court
please, defense will

now call our final witness.

The court calls
Ms. May Lassiter.

[CROWD CHEERING]

[Whistling]

How are you, May?

Long time, no see.

Mighty pretty, May.

JUDGE BROOKER: Order.

Order!

I will have order in this court.

Order.

Order in this court!

Do you swear to
tell the truth,

the whole truth, and nothing
but the truth, so help you God?

I do.

Sit down, please.

Will you state your
name, please, Madam?

I'm May Lassiter, sir.

Pleased to make
your acquaintance.

Ms. Lassiter, will you
tell the court where you live

and have your place of business?

In the town of Santa Fe
on the Cherokee strip, sir.

And what is the nature
of your business, madam?

Entertainment.

[LAUGHTER]

JUDGE BROOKER: Order!

Order!

Order!

Order!

If we cannot have order, I
will clear this courtroom.

Proceed.

Do you know what these
items are, Ms. Lassiter?

Well, of course.

CICERO: Tell the court, please.

A watch and some jewelry.

Now, I'm going to ask
you a very important

question, Ms. Lassiter.

And I want you to consider
closely before you answer.

Is that clear?

Yes.

Have you ever seen these items
before at any time, anywhere?

Have you?

Yes.

Where and when?

You know the answer to
that or you wouldn't ask me.

Now, why do we have
to play these games?

I must caution
you, Ms. Lassiter, we

are in a court of law.

You will answer counsel's
questions, if you please.

Proceed.

Ms. Lassiter.

They were in my jewelry box
until a couple of weeks ago.

[CROWD CHATTERING]

How did they happen to
come into your possession?

Do I have to say?

Answer the question,
Ms. Lassiter.

Bear-- Mr. Sanderson
gave them to me.

[CROWD CHATTERING]

As a present.

Then Mr. Sanderson knew
all along that this watch

and these jewels were
not taken from his house.

No, sir, he didn't.

CICERO: How can
you explain that?

Well, some men, when they've
been drinking real heavy,

blackout.

Don't remember
anything that happens

for hours, sometimes days.

Mr. Sanderson was like that.

When he'd been
drinking, he tried

to give away everything had.

Mr. Sanderson gave
you these when he was

in the condition you describe?

Yes, sir.

I always put things away that
he gave me when he was drunk.

Tried to give them back
to him when he was sober.

But he'd never take 'em.

Did you try to return
these jewels to him?

MAY: No, sir.

I ain't seen Mr. Sanderson since
the night he gave 'em to me.

Oh, I understand.

Now, if you will, Ms.
Lassiter, will you

tell the court how it
was that these jewels

came to be lost to you?

They were stolen by a
couple of renegade bucks.

CICERO: They were stolen?

I was closing up.

I saw two Indians in my room
rifling through my jewelry box.

Took a shot at them as they
were going out the window, but,

uh, unfortunately, I missed.

And would you recognize these
men if you saw them again?

They're sitting
right over there.

[CROWD CHATTERING]

Thank you, Ms. Lassiter.

I just hope with all
my heart that if you

make me do something bad
to Bear, you'll pay for it.

I assure you, madam,
in the long run,

you have done him the greatest
favor anyone ever could.

That will be all.

JUDGE BROOKER: Prosecution
has desire to cross?

None, your Honor.

Ms. Lassiter,
you may step down.

Gentlemen of the
jury, you have heard all

you need here in the
defense of these two men,

except a closing summation.

Let me review.

Bear Sanderson was not at home
when he might have prevented

the murder of his wife.

Overcome with rage
and grief, he seized

on the first
convenient scapegoats

without any concern for
evidence, much less justice.

This is sad for many reasons.

It exposed a strong and decent
man to harsh public scrutiny.

It wasted the time and
the emotion of the man,

the town and the court.

And most unfortunate
of all, it may

have allowed the real
killers to escape unpunished.

The watch and the jewels which
were taken to have been totally

incriminating, have
been shown to be

instead totally irrelevant.

They were not in
the Sanderson house,

nor had they been there for
some time prior to the crime.

And the fact that the
defendants were found

with them in their
possession, exonerates

rather than convicts them.

In closing, I ask that you
find the defendants not guilty.

Because they are not guilty.

There is another,
perhaps, a higher duty

which I feel I must fulfill.

Bear Sanderson is a man Kansas
has known and come to love.

A man respected for the best.

A man who grew to
maturity in conditions

which had marked him for better
and for worse as what he is.

It has given him his
strengths, which are many.

And his weaknesses and
prejudices as well.

It could not be otherwise.

It is not for me,
a man you do not

know, to tell you
how you must adjust

to what has happened here.

But I am a man of law, and
I hope justice, I may ask.

It is perfection that
makes ideals and flaws

that make human beings.

And while to be blind
is divine injustice,

it is only human in a
man and to be forgiven.

The defense rests.

[MUSIC PLAYING]

[KNOCKING]

Ms. Cora.

May I come in?

Of course, please do.

I don't imagine I'm welcome
and I won't stay long.

But you are welcome.

I don't know
quite how to begin.

I can't remember the last time
I apologized for anything.

I guess we Sandersons
have never been very

good at admitting mistakes.

You don't have to apologize
to me for anything, Ms. Cora.

In the courtroom, you
talked about forgiving.

Yes.

I hoped I might come
here and try and make

you understand how
sorry I am for all

the things I said and did.

I must have hurt
you very deeply.

CICERO: Oh, please.

I've been sitting
in that courtroom,

watching you, listening to you.

And although I was
angry and hurt,

I came to know you really.

To know your sense of justice.

As you said, I must if I ever--

I guess what I'm trying to
say is that, I'm very shamed.

I want you to know that I
have never in all my life

met a man like you that I
respect and admire so much.

[MUSIC PLAYING]

Please, forgive me.

[MUSIC PLAYING]

I've been thinking
strong on going away, Matt.

I think that a lot
of folks around here

would miss you if you left.

Would they?

I don't know.

It just all seems
to come apart on me.

You're wrong.

What about Cora?

No.

No, I've done lost her too.

Pushed her away myself.

Just 'cause she criticized me.

She never done that
before, you see?

Nobody had.

Not for a long time.

Well, but she's still
your daughter, Bear.

She still loves you.

Yeah she does.

But you see, everything
she said is a truth.

That's what really burned.

Told me I'd forgot how
to care about anybody.

Every man's got a few things
in his life that he regrets.

Maybe.

I guess I was just never made
to be married to any woman.

Well, I'm-- I learned how
to give a little, but I

never learned how to share.

You know what I mean, Matt?

Yeah, but there's a lot
to be said for giving.

Yeah, but it's
kind of sad when

a man has to wait until the
shadows get long on his life

before he can see
what he's been.

That fancy-schooled Cherokee
done showed me my colors.

Even took Cora from me now.

I know how she feels about him.

Doesn't have to
end that way, Bear.

What can I do?

Well, if I was you,
I'd go talk to him.

Talk to both of 'em.

Settle what's between you.

You figure a man can
begin about sundown

and make a new
life for his self?

Best time of day,
is my way of thinking.

[MUSIC PLAYING]

[KNOCKING]

Come in.

Mr. Sanderson, sir.

What can I do for you?

I'd like to talk to you.

Of course.

Come in.

Mr. Wolfe, I came here
because I believe you're just.

And I know you can understand
another man's pain.

I don't think badly of you.

Well, I wouldn't
blame you if you did.

But you see, it ain't
me I come about.

It's my girl, Cora.

I love her, Mr. Wolfe.

I ain't got the words
to tell you how much.

But I just don't care much
about nothing no more,

'ceptin' her well-being.

You see, I know how
Cora feels about you.

She told me.

And you would be a lot
less man and you are if you

didn't feel something for her.

Now, I ain't got the
right to ask you nothin'.

And I ain't going to.

I just say this.

If there's anything
in your heart

tells it ain't right
for any reason,

I know you've got the
strength to go and leave her.

[MUSIC PLAYING]

Mr. Wolfe, no
matter what happens,

I just want you to know I'd be
proud to call you my friend.

Matthew, Ms. Kitty, good news.

You couldn't get no better news
then that if you went to work

and dreamed it up your own self.

Read that.

Well, you got it upside down.

Well, it ain't for you.

It's for Matthew.

MATT: It's official.

The rebellion's over.

DOC: Thank heavens.

Oh, that's wonderful.

And you know what's
gooder than that?

The Widow Brundage and Woody
Lathrop and the Banker Bodkin,

they're throwing
the biggest barn

dance and chivaree you have
ever saw down there at the bar.

It's startin' right now.

DOC: And you just can't
wait to get down there

and sop up all of that
free suds, can you?

You old scutter, you.

There ain't nothing you
can say to me tonight

to make me feel less
than a barn-top rooster

on a prime hoot.

I'm on my way.

[LAUGHTER]

[MUSIC PLAYING]

We have strange ways
of finding each other.

We're strange people.

I'd be foolish
if I denied that.

I've never been very good
at getting close to people.

Do you know that
in all my life,

I've never really had a friend.

Because, Ms. Cora,
I have no people.

Can you understand that?

Well, I had parents, of course.

And they loved me.

But-- well, they were different.

My mother's name was Shaunessy.

My father's name was Wolf.

Not Mr. Wolfe.

Just Wolf.

He worked a lifetime
in the futile attempt

to earn that title, but
they never gave it to him.

Whoever they are.

So he had a little half-breed
boy with the woman he loved.

And he read to him
and made him study.

And when the boy was well-grown,
he sent him off to Princeton

to become a gentleman, to be
called not Wolf, but Mr. Wolfe.

And he made his
dream come true.

His?

Yes.

And the boy's?

He never had a dream.

I can't believe that.

It's true.

Instead, he became bitter
and he made a life compulsively

to compensate for that.

But a good life is a good life
no matter what the motivation.

I like to think so.

But the boy never
learned to love.

Well, that's something that
comes late to many people.

Never, to some.

Does it ever come to you?

If I am fortunate.

I've been fortunate.

[MUSIC PLAYING]

MAN 2: All aboard, folks.

Stage is leaving.

Load up.

Cora, I have to go now.

It could have been different.

Perhaps, but
not for Wolf's son

and Bear Sanderson's daughter.

But I have loved you, Cora.

I do love you.

Know that.

[MUSIC PLAYING]

MAN 2: All aboard.

[WHISTLING]

[INAUDIBLE]

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NARRATOR: Stay tuned
for exciting scenes

from our next "Gunsmoke."

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