Gunsmoke (1955–1975): Season 3, Episode 22 - Sunday Supplement - full transcript

...starring James Arness
as Matt Dillon.

You find a table.

I'll get a bottle
from the bar.

All right.

Something's bound
to happen in here.

Well, let's hope so.

I say the buffaloes
were as thick

as flies
on a dead carcass.

A bottle of spirits

in two glasses,
please.

Spirits?!



Thank you.

Cut.

Say, are you
using this chair?

No, but
somebody else is.

And he better
be back.

He owes $500.

There's an extra chair
over there, Sprig.

Well, here's
to some action.

I'll drink to that.

A day and a half
in this miserable town.

It's a waste
of time, Sprig.

Well, maybe we
better move on.

Where?

Oh, I don't know.



What about
that saying

that there is no
law west of Dodge?

Oh, it's probably a lie,
like most sayings.

If you ask me, Sprig,

the West has already
been tamed.

Well, let's give it
a couple more days.

It's been too long
a trip not to.

What's the matter
with you?

Take it easy, mister.

Why, I ought
to open you up

and cut
your liver out.

Not very likely, mister.

Well,
I'll be darned.

I'll fix that.

You wait here.

I'd like to talk
to you, young man.

Buy you a drink?

The talk
will be enough.

Well, I was
just wondering

why you didn't
fight that man.

Why, you making it
your business?

No, no, you don't
seem to understand.

I'd just like to
see you fight him.

That's all.

I'll fight anybody
when I decide to.

Would maybe, uh, $50
help you decide?

Get out.

Get out before
I kill you.

Now, get going.

No luck, huh?

This is impossible.

They're all crazy
around here.

Come on,
let's go to bed.

Yeah, that
suits me fine.

Hello, Doc.

Well...
Hey, golly-

fixin' to take
the day off, I guess,

go hunting
or something, huh?

Wish I was.

I got to go up
to Hayes City.

Oh, gonna
be gone long?

Oh, about a week, I guess.

Mm.

If Chester ever gets back
here with those horses.

What's going on
up there in Hayes?

Well, I got to testify
at a trial, Doc.

I tried to get
out of it, but...

Yeah, but you
did at that.

Don't hurt for you
to earn your money

once in a while,
I will tell you that.

Well, say,
looky there.

Well, now.

By golly, that's
the first surrey

I've seen west
of St. Louis.

Hey, is that Kitty up there? Yeah.

Well, wonder who those
two fellas with her are.

I don't know.

I guess they come
with the surrey, Doc.

Yeah, that's a pretty
fancy rig for Dodge,

I'll tell you that.

Well, they're pretty
fancy dudes, too, huh?

Gosh green as squash.

I don't believe you've
met these gentlemen.

This is Marshal Dillon
and Doc Adams.

This is Clifton Bunker
and Samuel Sprig.

Hi.
Howdy do.

How do?

That's, uh, quite a
wagon you got there.

We brought it on the Santa Fe
with us, Doctor.

We'll sell it
before we leave.

Yes, it's good
transportation.

We've been over a lot
of this country

around here
in this surrey.

Must be, uh,
prospectors, huh?

Now, Doc...

We are writers, Doctor,
from New York.

Writers?

Certainly.

Well, what kind
of writers?

Well, have you ever read
anything by Ned Buntline?

Oh, then, uh, you're
not newspaper writers.

You write, uh, made...
made-up stories, huh?

We write any kind
of stories, Doctor.

But there doesn't seem to be
much material around here.

Everything is
too peaceful.

It's, um...

just that they're
a little disappointed, Matt.

There, uh, hasn't been a
gunfight since they arrived,

and it seems
like all the Indians

in Kansas are growing
old on a reservation.

Yes, we're certainly not going
to get any material this way.

Well...

Now, that's too bad.

Uh, would you help
me down, Mr. Bunker?

Oh, delighted.

Come by the Long Branch

when you're through
at the stable.

We'll be there,
Miss Kitty.

Fine.

Wait a minute.

You know that Ned Buntline
you talked about?

That, uh, writer?

Well, I met him once,
through Jim Bridger.

Oh, yes.

Yes, he wrote
a lot of stories

about Jim Bridger's
adventures.

Yeah.

And most of 'em were lies.

They made Bridger
look like a fool.

They also made Bridger
famous, Marshal.

Where, New York?

Yeah, well, now, Matt,

why don't you just
stir up some Indians

and have them massacre
some families out here

to make fine reading
in New York,

and it might make you

famous, too,
you can't tell.

We'll see you
later, Miss Kitty.

Sure.

Well, you two were
sure a great help.

Those two ought
to have their heads soaked.

Well, I don't think
a few stories

back in New York would
have hurt Dodge any.

What?
Oh, well, Matt, you see,

you got to remember, she...

she's half-owner
of the Long Branch.

She needs the business.

Oh, so that's it, huh? Oh, keep quiet!

The least you can
do is be polite.

Well, now, look,
let me tell you something.

Those two are nothing
but trouble.

Trouble's all they want.

I've got no use for them.

Well, it's a
good thing

that progress doesn't
depend on you two.

You're one as bad
as the other.

I don't trust them.

Doc, I don't, either.

Well, look,
I'm gonna find Chester

or I'll never
get started for Hayes.

Yeah, well, have
a good trip.

All right,
I'll see you later.

Think there's any water
in there, Mr. Dillon?

Well, I doubt
it, Chester.

Well, I'll check.

No, it's as dry as a bone.

Well, that's
what I figured.

Looky there, Mr. Dillon.

Well, land sakes.

What do you think
happened to them?

Company...

Looks like they been
cut up pretty bad.

Well, that's
Captain Bain.

Yeah.

Hi there, Captain.

Anything we can help you with?

Might've this
morning, Marshal.

Indians?

Yeah.

Chief Little Hawk.

Little Hawk of the Pawnees?

Haven't you heard?

No, we've been up
in Hayes City for a week.

Little Hawk and
20 of his braves

jumped reservation
about four days ago.

Little Hawk's
always been one

of the most peaceful
chiefs in Kansas.

He wiped out a family over
in Walnut Creek yesterday.

He hit us
this morning.

You the only cavalry
in the field?

Yeah.

Funny thing,
Marshal.

We picked up Little
Hawk's trail

right over there,
out of the grove.

Their burying ground's
just the other side.

Yeah, I remember that.

They must have stopped
there to make medicine.

Probably.

Well, see you at
the dance, Marshal.

I'm sorry, Captain.

So am I.

Company... fall in!

Forward!

Ought to go over and take a
look at that burial ground.

Yes, sir.

? ?

Mr. Dillon, the...
the Pawnees

bury their people up
there on them platforms.

Yeah.
Well...

Well, I don't
understand it.

I mean, uh,
they ain't got

a single corpse up
there that I can see.

Let's go take a look.

All I can figure is that
Little Hawk came here

to pick up his dead and
take them with him.

Yeah, but
what for, though?

I don't know.

Never heard of him
doing that before.

Yeah, well,
neither did I.

Must've been in
an awful hurry, though.

I mean, that one there
is half tore down.

Yeah.

Mr. Dillon, I... I'm ready
to ride on, if you are. I...

Yeah, let's get
out of here.

Gettin' cold...

Hello, Kitty.

Well, hey,
I'm glad you're back.

Hey, Red.

First drink's
on the house.

You two have had
a long ride.

Two long rides,
Miss Kitty.

We had one out there,
and then,

we had another 'un
comin' back.

Uh, say, Matt, you, uh...

you remember
Sprig and Bunker.

Are those two still
hanging around?

They want to talk
to you.

Oh, Kitty, let me
tell you something.

Those two aren't gonna put
Dodge City on the map.

It's already there.

And Texas cattle did it,
not New York writers.

Oh, come on, Matt,
please, I'm asking you.

Well, if you're gonna
go female on me.

Well, now, wait a minute.

You seem to forget that I'm
part owner of this place

and I can have you
kicked out.

It'd beat talking
to those two.

They're sitting
right over there.

See?

No.

Well, you go walk around
for a while.

You'll bump into them.

Chester, you can pour me
a drink.

Well, I...

Hello, Marshal.

Sit down,
Marshal, sit down.

Yeah.
Sit down.

Well... what can I do
for you gentlemen?

Marshal, we've got
a proposition to make you.

We heard about these
Pawnees, Marshal.

Some soldiers from Fort
Dodge were in here.

So?

We want you
to find those Indians.

Now, I don't mean
find them exactly,

but the next time they attack
some settler, we want to be

among the first
to get there.

You see...

that way we'd really get
to see what it's like.

Maybe we'd even get to talk
to some survivors,

if there are any.

Now, we'll pay
you well, Marshal.

You see, this is
very important to us.

If we go back to New York
without a story,

we'll get fired, both of us.

Now, you're going to pay me
for what?

Well, for-for guiding us; for...

taking us there.

What do
you say, Marshal?

Well... what about it?

Why don't you two men go
back to New York?

There's plenty of corpses
you can look at back there,

and they'd be a whole prettier

than any women and children
the Indians might leave for you.

Now, look, Marsh...
Forget it, Bunker,

there's just no
getting along with him.

This is my drink?

Oh, no,
that one's mine.

Well, you,
you can have it.

Well, have
another one.

I'm buying.

I take it you weren't
too successful.

Not too.

Mr. Dillon,
look at this here.

You ever see this?

It's just an
Indian totem

of some kind.

Where'd this come from?

Sprig and Bunker brought it in.

Sprig and
Bunker?

Yeah, they loaned it to us
to hang over the bar.

Where'd you men get this totem?

Look, Marshal, we've had
just about enough of your...

I said,
where did you get this totem?

You're choking me.

Where'd you get it?

From a soldier,
a private from Fort Dodge.

What's his name?

Harlowe,
Roger Harlowe.

What's the matter
with you, Marshal?

It's only a piece of wood.
It's not worth two dollars!

What's the trouble, Mr. Dillon?
Plenty.

We're riding out to Fort Dodge
first thing in the morning.

All right, Marshal.

B Company moved out
yesterday under Captain Bain.

My judgment
of the situation is

that they'll make
almost immediate contact

with those Pawnees.

I see.

But I don't like
your insinuation

that the cavalry
was responsible

for Little Hawk's
jumping reservation.

Well, now, wait
a minute, Major.

I said that Little Hawk
went on the warpath

because somebody robbed
his burial ground.

Now, I said somebody,
not the whole cavalry.

I know,
Private what's-his-name,

but I tell you there's not
a trooper in Fort Dodge

who doesn't know what robbing
a burial ground could lead to.

That's just
my point, Major.

It can only lead
to one thing- trouble, a fight.

Now, garrison life can get
pretty dull around here,

and if a trooper wanted
to stir up a little excitement,

that's the quickest way
to do it.

Well, I hate to admit it,
but it's possible.

Are you sure
this is a Pawnee totem?

It's more than that, Major.

It's a Fox Clan totem.

Little Hawk's clan, hm?

Now, can we get that private
in here and settle this?

Marshal,

I'll run him onto the prairie
naked if this is true.

Now, Sergeant.

Sergeant Grimes!

What'd you say
his name is?

Harlowe.
Roger Harlowe.

Yes, Major?

What company is Private
Roger Harlowe assigned to?

Harlowe, sir?

That's right.

There's no Harlowe here,
sir, never has been.

Are you sure?

I know every name
on the duty roster, sir.

There's no Harlowe here.

Well, Marshal?

Looks like I've been taken,
Major; taken bad.

Thanks for your trouble.

Hey, Moss!

Oh, hello,
Marshal Dillon.

What is it?

Moss, we're looking
for Sprig and Bunker,

those two men that keep that
surrey over at your stable.

Oh, them?

Well, they hitched up and
drove out of here about dawn.

Any idea where
they went?

Chalk Springs.

Chalk Springs!

Well, that's more than
30 miles from here.

One of 'em said he heard

that Company B was headed
that way out of Fort Dodge.

After them Pawnees.

You know about them,
don't you?

Yeah... yeah, I've
heard about 'em.

Come on, Chester.

Thanks, Moss.

? ?

Got here too late, huh?

By at least an hour.

They tried to lay a trap
for us, but it didn't work.

We got Chief
Little Hawk.

How bad is he hurt?

He's not going to
live much longer.

I got most of the
company out

trying to round up
the rest of his crew.

They'll never make it; they're
scattered every which way.

You know my scout
Tom Rikers?

Marshal.
Hi, Tom.

You speak Pawnee, don't you?

Sure.

Come here a minute, both of you,
I want to show you something.

You ever see
one of those?

Where'd you get this?

That's a Fox Clan totem.

He told me somebody's
raided his burial ground.

That's why
he moved it,

and he knowed from the tracks
it was white men done it.

That there totem was
buried with his son.

Where'd you get this, Marshal?

Took it off a couple
of writers from New York.

A couple of what?

Writers.

They came out here
to get a story.

They stole this
and almost started a war.

Well, they didn't know
what they were doing, Captain.

They picked it up
as a souvenir.

A man, his wife,
his child,

my men,
my troopers I led into this,

and that family
over in Walnut Creek,

and more of my men
over there.

Chief Little Hawk
wouldn't have done this.

He was a good chief.

They shamed him,
they insulted him.

That's why he went
on the warpath.

Where are they, Marshal?

By heaven, I'll turn 'em over
to the Pawnees.

You know what'd happen
if you did that?

You bet I do; they'd have 'em
screaming for days.

I want 'em, Marshal.

Where are they?

I'll tell you something,
Captain...

I want those men, Marshal.

I don't know
where they are.

You're lying, Marshal.

Take that totem and give it
back to Chief Little Hawk.

Get the word out
to the rest of his braves.

That'll put an end
to the whole thing.

Those men-

they're in Dodge,
aren't they?

Sure.

Well, Marshal, as soon as
I take care of things here,

I'm coming to Dodge,

and I'll kill those two
with my bare hands,

if I have to.

Here, give this
to Little Hawk.

Tell him
what happened

and tell him nobody's going
to save those two.

Come on, Sergeant,
we got work to do.

Hey, look, look,
someone is coming.

Hello, Marshal,
are we glad to see you.

I figured we'd find you
two out here somewhere.

What's happened
to your wagon here?

Oh, we lost a nut
off the wheel.

Well, we can probably
fix that

with a piece of leather
or something.

Well, that's mighty good
of you, Marshal.

We've been since daybreak
getting this far,

and we haven't seen
a sign of cavalry

or Indians
or anything.

We'll find
'em now,

though, once we
get this fixed.

There's nothing to find.

What?!

We ran into B Company
a few hours ago.

They said the Pawnees are
all back on the reservation.

You mean
they've quit?

Yesterday.

They didn't have any reason
to go out in the first place.

Well, then, we've sure been
led on a wild goose chase,

this whole fool trip West
and everything.

Well, I'm not
giving up yet.

Well, what are we going
to do?

The first thing
we're going to do

is fix this surrey, so we can
get you two back to Dodge.

Give me a hand, Chester.

Yes, sir.

Dodge- it's all finished.

No one will ever hear the name
of that town again, never.

Say, do you mind
running late, Jim?

Heading east right
this minute, Marshal.

Well, hold on a minute,
will you?

I got another passenger
for you- two of 'em.

Who, them?
Yeah.

Take him somewhere and
tie him up, will you, Chester?

Yes, sir.

All right, you two,
get down out of there.

What?
You heard what I said.

Get down.

Now, what in the name
of creation

is this all about,
Marshal?

All right, follow me.

Where's he taking us,
anyway?

Climb in there.
Climb in?!

Are you crazy?

Sprig, you're
first, get in.

Now, see here, Marshal, you...

Shut up.

Sprig, are you going
to get in there?

Now, wait a minute,
Marshal,

you can't shoot an unarmed ma...

No, but I can sure
split your head open.

Now, get in there.

No, you're not
bluffing me, Marshal.

Mr. Dillon!

You're not going to run me
out of town no matter

what reasons you
think you've got.

You gonna
get in there?

I certainly am not!

Chester...
Huh?

Oh!

All right, take it away,
Jim- hurry up.

Wait a minute...

Stop this coach!

You can't do
this, Marshal!

We'll let you know
about this, Marshal!

That was those men
you put on there.

You let 'em get away.

I had to, Captain.
You had to?

You'd have killed 'em
otherwise, wouldn't you?

I'd have torn their throats
out and you know it.

You're responsible for this,

and by heaven,
you're gonna pay for it.

I could kill you for this.

Let me tell you something,
Captain-

I feel just as strong
about those two men as you do,

but you've gotta realize
that they didn't even know

what they were doing.

Now it's over.

If I were you,
I'd forget about it.

Yeah.

I guess I wasn't thinking.

Cavalry doesn't allow
for that out here.

There's too much at stake.

I'll have to try to remember.

It's not always easy
to remember.

We'll open a bottle and talk
about it some evening, Marshal.

Good.

I'd like that.