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What time's that stage supposed to be here, Chester?
Well, sometimes afternoon, Doc. They ain't quite sure.
You mean they're not sure it'll come at all?
No, that ain't what I said. I said they ain't sure when.
Well, I've heard of stages that don't come at all.
Gracious, you ain't very cheery today, Doc. Did you lose a couple of cash patients last night?
No, I didn't lose any patients last night. I lost $50 at Faro.
Ah, well, what's $50 to a rich man like you?
Oh, yes, which if you and everybody else paid your bills once in a while, I'd be a rich man.
Hey, there she comes, Doc.
Oh.
Golly, I hope Mr. Dillon's on it.
Ah. You mean you're waiting here and you don't even know he's coming?
Ah, he'll be there. And with Big Jim Kelly, too.
Kelly? Who's that?
Oh, for goodness sake, you sure are ignorant, Doc.
Ignorant of what? Thieves and murderers and scallywags?
Big Jim Kelly is wanted for burning down a hotel in Wichita.
Yeah, arson.
Arson? No, Doc, I said he's wanted for burning down a hotel.
Never mind, never mind. There he is. There he is. He's coming. He's coming.
Hello, Matt.
He's all alone.
Maybe he's shouting to save the price of the stage fare, Chester.
Oh, Doc, Mr. Dillon would do that.
Hello, Doc.
Chester.
How are you, Matt?
Hey, where's Big Jim Kelly, Mr. Dillon?
I don't know, Chester.
You didn't catch him?
Well, I got close enough to put salt on his tail, but he got away.
Well, how in the world did that happen?
Well, he outsmarted me, Chester.
Well, what's new in Dodge, anyway?
Well, Doc lost $50 at Faro last night.
Oh, that's not new, Chester. Besides, it's perfectly legal.
Oh, you mean, has there been any trouble, huh?
No, sir, it's been real quiet, Mr. Dillon.
Except last night when Cassidy got beat up.
Cassidy? Who would beat him up?
I hadn't heard of that, Chester.
Boy, Cassidy is the mildest-mannered man I ever saw, even in his cups.
And he's been in his cups for 10 solid years now that I know of.
What happened, Chester?
Well, that gambler, Bill Knell.
Oh, he come here since you left, Mr. Dillon.
He brought a girl with him named Florian.
What about Knell and Cassidy?
Well, nobody's seen it, but Knell admits beating him up.
Well, why?
Well, he says Cassidy walked up to him, tried to club him with a bottle.
Oh, I don't believe that. Cassidy wouldn't attack a wood fence.
Has he hurt much, Chester?
He don't look very good, but he'll be all right, Mr. Dillon.
Say, man, I don't believe this Knell. There's something wrong with his story.
Well, I'll go by there tonight and have a talk with him, Doc.
But right now, let's go get something to eat.
How do you see Knell anywhere, Chester?
No, sir, I don't. I guess he ain't come in yet tonight, Mr. Dillon.
Yeah. Look, you go get your beer.
I'm going to go over and say hello to Kitty over there.
Okay, sir.
But you come tell me when he does come in.
Yes, sir, I will.
Okay.
Well, good evening, Kitty.
Hello, Matt. I hear you came back empty-handed.
Oh, how did you know that?
Everybody knows it.
You know, and all the time I was thinking that nobody even knew I'd gone after a man.
That's hard to keep secrets in Dodge, Matt. I tried it myself.
Now there's one I'd like to uncover, Kitty.
What was this man Knell doing beating up Cassidy last night?
Well, I heard it was Cassidy went after him.
Oh.
Took a bottle to him, they say.
Who says?
You're right. Nobody saw it.
But the way Knell told it, he was just as surprised as anybody.
I have to admit, I kind of believe in Matt.
Oh, no, Kitty, you know Cassidy wouldn't attack anybody.
Don't get me wrong. I'm not standing up for Knell. In fact, I don't even like him.
Oh, what's wrong with him?
He's no good. I can tell by the way he treats Flora.
She's a real unhappy girl, Matt.
Oh, that's no business of mine.
But I don't like the idea of a poor, harmless drunk like Cassidy taking it from him.
There's Flora now. You want to meet her?
Oh, yeah. Yeah, sure.
Flora. Flora.
Pretty little thing, isn't she?
Yeah, she is.
Hello, Kitty. Did you want me?
You got a minute, honey? I want you to meet Marshal Dillon.
Oh, are you the Marshal?
I'm pleased to know you, Flora. I want you to sit down.
Thanks.
But I can't stay long. Mr. Knell will be indirectly.
Oh, you work for Knell, Flora?
My job's to steer people over to his feral table and then try to keep them there. You know?
Yeah. Yeah.
How long have you known Mr. Knell?
All my life, I guess.
What?
Oh, he sort of adopted me when I was five. When my mother died.
I'm only 18 now, Marshal.
Oh, that's mighty young. You look a little older than that.
I wish I was 10 years older.
Oh, why?
Then maybe I could get away from him somehow.
Oh, please, don't tell him that.
No, no, no. Of course, of course I won't.
He married me last year.
Oh?
Oh, there he is now. He just came in.
I'd better go.
The tall man, Matt. The black derby.
Yeah, I see him.
I thought he'd be older. He only looks about 35.
I'll be done. There's Cassidy, too. Looks like he's following him.
Yeah, he is. And he's got a gun in his hand.
Cassidy's gonna shoot him, Matt.
Can't even hold that gun steady with both hands, Cassidy.
I'm gonna kill you, Cleo!
Put that gun away, Cassidy.
I'll handle him.
Just about enough for you, Cassidy.
I'm gonna break your backbone and your body.
All right, hold it, Cleo!
Stop kicking him. Mr. Stay out of this.
You kick him once more and you'll wake up in jail.
Jail? Why, who are you?
I'm the Marshal here.
Well, then why don't you arrest Cassidy?
Didn't you see him try to shoot me?
I saw him. Now what's the trouble between you two?
Look, Marshal, I give you my word.
I never saw this drunken bum before in my life.
He took a bottle to me last night.
This time he's got a gun.
There must be something behind this, Cleo.
Cassidy's one of the most peaceful men in Dodge.
Well, I swear it, I never saw him before.
I'll tell you one thing, Marshal.
Next time I see him, I'm gonna kill him.
Chester.
Yes, sir?
Cassidy's still out. Get him over to Doc's, will you?
I'll come by there later.
Yes, sir, I'll do it, Mr. Stay.
Cleo, if Cassidy tries to kill you,
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But don't do it with your feet.
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Come in, Matt.
Hello, Doc.
How you feeling, Cassidy?
I'm okay, Marshal.
You're so full of booze, you don't know how you feel, Cassidy.
I told you, you've got two broken ribs.
That doesn't matter. I've had worse.
Cassidy, what do you have to clow for?
Why did you try to shoot him tonight?
Thirteen years of hard drinking is lovely to think about.
It's bad on the aim, Marshal.
I had to hold that gun both hands.
He hit me before I get it off.
Why were you trying to shoot him?
I don't like his face.
Doc, will you do something for me?
Sure, sure, yes, Cassidy. What is it?
Make me sober.
What?
I mean real sober.
Oh, I ain't going to quit forever, but I want to get sober first, Pat.
Well, I'm sorry, Cassidy.
Medicine has no idea how to treat a man who drinks like you.
No idea at all.
There's nothing you can do?
Nothing. If you want to get sober, you'll have to do it yourself.
How?
Stop drinking.
Okay, I'll do it.
If Marshal will help me...
May he help you?
Lock me up in jail, Marshal, and don't let me out for about a week.
I can't drink that way.
You'll do it, won't you?
Well, ordinarily I'd do anything I could to help you, Cassidy, but...
No, not this time.
Why not?
Because you want to get sober so you can kill a man.
Then I'll do it without your help.
Oh, don't worry, Matt. He'll never stay sober long enough to do any harm.
I never saw a man like him stop drinking yet.
You never saw a man have a reason like I have, Doc?
What is your reason, Cassidy?
I'll tell you later, Marshal, when you come to hang me.
Good morning, Mr. Dillon.
Morning, Chester.
Where's the mail?
Well, it's in, but they ain't got it sorted out yet.
I'll go back and get it later.
Okay.
You expecting something important?
No, nothing special, Chester, but you never know.
Sometimes I think we'd be better off if there wasn't no mail,
no telegraphs, no trains, no stages, no nothing like that.
Well, I wish we had more.
And maybe we could find out what happened to Cassidy.
He's been missing a whole week now.
Oh, for heaven's sake, Mr. Dillon, I'm plumb-forgot.
That's the first thing I meant to tell you.
Well, how could I forget that?
I swear I must be getting a little too black every time I start...
Chester, what did you forget?
About Cassidy.
I seen him in the street just now.
You did?
Well, where is he?
I want to talk to him.
He was leaning on that building right next door.
Drunk?
No, sir, he didn't look it.
He looked plumb sober.
I'll go see if he's still there, will you?
Yes, sir.
Yeah, there he is.
Cassidy!
Hey, Cassidy!
Come here a minute.
He's coming, Mr. Dillon.
Come on in, Cassidy.
Marshall wants to say hello.
I ain't got much time, Chester.
Well, you got a minute, ain't you?
Close the door, Chester.
What do you want, Marshall?
Ah, you had everybody worried, Cassidy.
Where have you been the past week?
I've been out on the prairie, Marshall.
Ain't no whiskey out there.
Oh, I see.
Well, you look fine.
I ain't had a drop since I left Doc that night.
How are your ribs?
Ah, I breathe hard, but that don't bother me.
Mm-hmm.
I see that you got a gun in your belt.
I have?
I can shoot it with one hand now.
Still after a clove, huh?
You can hang me later, Marshall, it don't matter.
But right now, you can't do nothing but talk.
Why don't you tell me what this is all about, Cassidy?
We're friends, aren't we?
You was always a friend to me, Marshall.
And I don't like to cause you no trouble,
but I can't help it this time.
It's just gotta be.
Well, okay, Cassidy.
You don't want me to help you, but I'm gonna do it anyway.
You can't help me.
Yes, I can.
Now give me your gun.
No, no, Marshall.
No, now you got no right. Now don't.
Give me the gun.
There.
Buy me another one.
Chester.
Yes, sir?
Lock him up.
Lock me up? No, you can't do that.
It ain't legal. I ain't done nothing.
To stop you from killing a man's plenty legal
the way I look at it, Cassidy.
All right, put him in his cage, Chester.
Come on, Cassidy, and don't you try nothing.
No, wait, now, you can't lock me up.
Clell might get away.
You want me to carry you?
All right.
Fine, I'll tell you, Marshall. I'll tell you.
Leave him be, Chester.
Well, go ahead, Cassidy.
Tell me, who is Clell?
Thirteen years ago, Marshall, down in New Orleans,
Clell ran off with my wife.
He did?
And then how come he claims that he doesn't know you?
He don't know me.
He changed my name, and I only seen him once before.
My wife told me she was leaving,
and I watched him get on the riverboat.
Clell, my wife, my little girl.
Your little girl?
Flora was only five then.
Flora?
You mean Flora's your daughter?
She don't remember me.
I don't want her ever to know that,
now, the way I am.
Promise you won't tell her?
No, no, of course I won't.
But Clell's married to Flora now.
What happened to your wife?
They got married, but later I heard she ran off.
She had to get away from him.
I think she's dead, Marshall.
I think she killed herself.
Look, Cassidy, shooting Clell isn't going to help anything now.
I ain't going to kill him because of me, Marshall.
I'm doing it for Flora.
You know, I can tell.
I'm going to get away from him, too.
Yeah, I know she does.
I'm going to do it, Marshall.
I don't mind hanging.
I'm going to help Flora.
Clell's done a lot to you, Cassidy,
but there's nothing in the world I know of that justifies murder.
I don't hold with killing people either, Marshall,
but I'm going to do it.
Cassidy, listen to me.
If I get Flora away from Clell, would you be satisfied?
How are you going to do that?
Would you leave him alone if I do?
I don't know about that.
The other thing, oh, that's too long past.
I buried that in a thousand whiskey bottles, Marshall.
Okay, I'll see what I can do.
Do you have any money, Cassidy?
If I didn't work on that, I couldn't drink.
How much have you got?
Oh, about $50.
All right, give it to me.
What?
I said give it to me.
Well, here it is, Marshall.
That's all I got.
It's enough.
I want you to lay low, Cassidy.
Stay out of sight for a while.
Will you do that?
I'll do it.
I'll be watching.
This better not take too long, Marshall.
Chester, go find Kitty, will you?
Tell her to get Flora over to her room
and be sure that Clell doesn't know where she is.
Okay, Mr. Dillon.
Tell Kitty I'll meet him there in about an hour.
Oh, and you better hang around outside somewhere, huh?
At least Clell gets interested and shows up.
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She's here, Matt.
Come on in.
Oh, thanks, Kitty.
Ah, hello, Flora.
Is there something wrong, Marshal?
Yes, I think so.
I told you, Kitty.
I knew there was.
Well, Flora, don't get upset.
Whatever it is, I'm sure the Marshal isn't after you.
Give him a chance to explain.
Is it about Mr. Clell, Marshal?
It's about you, Flora.
But I haven't done anything.
No, you haven't done anything, Flora,
but I'm going to help you do something.
I don't understand.
Tell me, if you were alone, free from Clell, where would you go?
Well, I tried to run away before, but he caught me.
He beat me something terrible.
Well, he won't catch you this time, Flora.
Now, where do you want to go?
Can you find a job in St. Louis?
I'd like to go to New Orleans.
Mr. Clell says I was born there.
I'm sure I could find something to do there.
I always wanted to go.
OK, here's $100, Flora.
Now, that'll get you to New Orleans,
and keep you until you find work.
$100?
Oh, Marshal, I can't take that.
Yes, you can.
Now, go on, take it.
Why are you giving it to me?
Well, you're young.
You've still got a life ahead of you.
That's reason enough.
It's no use, Marshal.
Mr. Clell would never let me go.
Where is Clell now?
At the Long Branch gambling.
He'll be expecting me there soon.
All right, then you'll have to hurry.
There's a train out at 1 o'clock.
That'll only give you about a half hour.
But I can't go like this.
What about my things?
Go get what you need.
Kitty will help you.
Sure I will.
But if Mr. Clell finds me...
I'll be at the depot.
If Clell does find you,
it won't do him any good.
I'll see that you got on that train alone, Flora.
I'll see you there.
Kitty will see that she gots here, Chester.
Don't worry.
Yes, sir.
I thought you told Cassidy to lay low.
I did, but...
I guess he wants to talk to you.
What are you doing here, Cassidy?
I know what you're doing, Marshal.
I figured it all out.
Especially when I seen Flora and Kitty going back to her room.
They're on their way down here now.
I thought you didn't want Flora to know about you.
I don't, Marshal.
I'm going to stand over there by the building.
I only want to see her leave.
It'll be the last train.
There they come.
You better get going.
I'm going.
Oh, that poor fellow.
Hello, Marshal.
Take Flora's bag, will you, Chester, and throw it on the train for her.
Sure.
Give me your bag, Flora.
I'll take care of it for you.
Thanks, Chester.
I'll go find you a seat.
I thought we'd never make it, Marshal.
Oh, you barely did.
Now, Flora, we'll say goodbye here.
You better follow Chester.
Goodbye, Marshal.
I don't know why you're doing this, but, well,
I just can't seem to say anything.
You don't have to.
Good luck.
Goodbye, honey.
I'm awful happy for you.
You'll make out fine.
I know you will.
I kind of hate to leave you, Kitty.
You get going.
The train's about to leave.
Go on, now.
All right.
Goodbye.
Goodbye.
You're a good girl, Matt.
Yeah, she is.
I'm kind of wondering myself why you're doing this.
Well, I'll tell you, Kitty.
We're about to leave.
Now she'll make it.
What about Chester?
He's still in the car there.
It doesn't matter.
He's always wanted to go to St. Louis.
Matt, look, it's Clell.
He's after her.
You stay here, Kitty.
Yeah, hurry, Matt.
Flora, don't you get on that train.
You all right, Flora?
He's dead, Marshal.
Get on the train, Flora.
But I...
Come on, hurry.
Go on, move.
Cassidy shot him, Mr. Dillon.
I seen him through the train window.
Yeah, I saw him, Chester.
Now here he comes now.
Watch him.
Yes, sir.
I killed him.
I killed him, Marshal.
Here's my gun.
Take it.
I should have locked this gun up.
You went back to the office for it, didn't you?
I thought something would go wrong.
And it almost did, too.
I just stopped in, Cassidy.
You wouldn't have killed him, Marshal.
He can't ever follow her now.
You're under arrest, Cassidy.
You can hang me.
I don't care.
Only one thing, Marshal.
Yeah, I know.
Chester, I'll lock him up.
You go buy him a bottle, will you?
He's been sober long enough.
No, no, Marshal.
That's what I was gonna say.
I...
I kinda like it this way.
I ain't feeling sorry for myself no more.
I'm through drinking the rest of my life,
however long that's gonna be.
Cassidy.
Yeah?
Nothing.
All right, come on.
Walk ahead of me.
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Gunsmoke, produced and directed by Norman McDonald,
stars William Conrad as Matt Dillon, U.S. Marshal.
Our story was specially written for Gunsmoke
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Sound patterns by Tom Hanley and Ray Kemper.
Featured in the cast were Lawrence Dobkin,
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Harley Bear as Chester, Howard McNear as Doc,
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