Gunsmoke (1955–1975): Season 4, Episode 4 - Monopoly - full transcript

starring
James Arness as Matt Dillon.

You can look all over Kansas

In every Kansas town

You'll not find another pair

Like her eyes of brown

She's got them big eyes

She's got
them big eyes

She's got, she's got

She's got them
big eyes of brown

You can look...

Ooh!



What's going on?

Well, uh... it was
that durned old damper there.

It got stuck.
It-it's all right now.

I was... I was just trying
to red up the place a little.

Ah.

Well, uh...

how's the... how's
the prisoner this morning?

- Huh?
- I said, how's the prisoner?

Oh. Well, the last time
I seen him in there,

he was still asleep.

Well, maybe you'd better go in
and bring him out, Chester.

- Huh?
- I said, maybe you better

go in and wake him up...
bring him out, will you?

Oh. Well... I'll just...



I'll... All right.

All right, Adams!

Come on, let's... let's get up!

Get out! Time to own up
to your dark and evil ways.

What am I doing in here?

Well, repentin' is what
you ought to be doing.

- For what?
- Well, never mind for what.

Come on, let's go.

You just about set out to drink
the town dry last night.

I must've been drunk
if I let you throw me in jail.

Yeah, and it wasn't me,
it was Mr. Dillon.

- Let's go.
- Thought he was out of town.

Well, he come back late.
Let's go.

Oh, hi, Marshal.

How do you feel, Adams?

Marshal, if my head
was any bigger,

I'd have to roll it
instead of carry it.

Well, why don't you go
get yourself some breakfast.

Maybe that'll
make you feel better.

You turning me loose?

Well, you didn't commit
any crimes last night.

You were just about to.

You were about to start
taking the Long Branch apart.

Oh, Marshal, I'm much obliged
to you for stopping me.

I can't remember much
what happened.

Too bushy-tailed
from selling out, I guess.

Selling out? You mean
you sold your freight line?

Mm-hmm. Both wagons.

And the whole string of mules.

Just like everybody else did.

Everybody else?

This feller named of lvy

come from St. Louis,
and he just bought out

every freighter in town.

Paid us a good price
for 'em, too...

more than they was worth.

Uh, th-there ain't nothing
wrong, is there, Marshal?

Well, I don't know.

It certainly doesn't
make much sense.

Your name lvy?

Yes, it is.

You're Marshal Dillon,
aren't you?

That's right.

I've been wanting
to meet you, Marshal.

Come in.

Thank you.

Have a seat, Marshal.

Dodge City acquired a new
citizen while you were gone.

That's what I understand.

Yes, sir.
I'm in the freight business.

In fact, in Dodge City,

you might say
I am the freight business.

At least I will be as soon
as I buy out this Joe Trimble.

You paid awful high prices
for those outfits.

A lot more than they're worth.

Well, didn't want to start out
with a bad name,

people saying I cheated anybody.

Besides, I learned
a long time ago,

the best way
to handle competition

is to buy it up.

Well, I'm afraid you may have
made a mistake this time, lvy.

Nobody's ever made much money
hauling freight around here.

It's like any other business...
depends on the way it's run.

Oh, you've had a lot
of experience at it, have you?

Nope. None at all,
as a matter of fact.

But I can learn.

Country's moving west, Marshal,
and I'm moving with it.

St. Louis is getting a little
too civilized for my taste.

Well, you won't find it
that way around here.

Good.

I have belief
in your frontier, Marshal;

faith in its future.

Come in.

Morning, Cam.

I'd like you to meet...

I already know him.

Cam Speegle, isn't it?

About five years ago, Wichita?

You got a pretty good
memory, Marshal.

Shooting a man in the back's
a pretty hard thing to forget.

You never had
any proof of that, Marshal.

If I'd have had proof
of that, mister,

you'd be in jail now...
or buried.

Now, wait a minute, gentlemen.

I hired Cam Speegle
as my bodyguard, Marshal.

I brought quite a lot of cash
with me from St. Louis.

Well, then you better
keep it from him.

Now, I'm sure you'll agree
that a man can change.

How about that, Cam?

Have you changed?

Sure I've changed.

I don't run so easy now
as I used to.

I'm sure there's
no need for trouble.

I've hired Cam as my bodyguard.

If he goes further than that,
I'll fire him.

By that time,
it might be too late.

You better think about that.

Marshal!

Marshal Dillon!

Marshal Dillon?

Whoa!

Marshal?

Marshal Dillon!

Oh. Hello, Joe.

Sorry to call you out
that way, Marshal,

but I had to keep an eye
on my mules.

What can I do for you?

Well, I just came in
from a haul,

and somebody left
this piece of writing for me

over at the livery stable.

Oh? What is it?

Well, uh, I don't rightly know,

and, uh, I didn't want
to ask just anyone.

I was wondering if you'd mind.

You see, Marshal, I, uh...

well, I ain't never
learned to read.

Sure, Joe.

Oh, yeah, this is for lvy.

- Who's that?
- Well, he's a new man in town.

He wants to see you
over at the Dodge House

on a matter of business.

Well, if it's something
he wants hauled...

No, no, it isn't that, Joe.

Well, then what is it?

Well, I'll let him
tell you himself.

This is him coming.

That's his bodyguard
he's got with him.

Bodyguard?
- Hiya, Marshal.

lvy.

You're Joe Trimble, I'm told.

That's right, mister.

Well, uh, I've been
waiting for you, Trimble.

My name's lvy.

I understand that
you own three freight wagons

and a dozen mules.

I do.

Well, I'll come
right to the point.

I've bought out
every other freighter in Dodge.

I'm ready to give you
a thousand dollars in cash

for your outfit, right now.

Is that the truth?

They've all sold out, Joe.

Guess he offered 'em
too much money to turn down.

Well, I ain't
selling out, mister.

I been hauling freight
over that trail

for nigh on ten years,
and I ain't quittin' now.

$1,500, Trimble?

Look, Mr. Ivy, I got me a little
house just outside of town.

Now, my woman's there
waiting for me right now.

I built that out of money
I made hauling freight,

and someday, maybe
I'll build me a better one.

But if I sold out to you,
why, in a year or so, I...

wouldn't have nothin' left.

No, Mr. Ivy...
I ain't sellin'.

Why don't you think it over
before you decide, hmm?

I've already decided.

You're real stubborn,
ain't you, Trimble?

All right, you made him an
offer, lvy, he turned you down.

Far as I can see,
that puts an end to it.

Course, Marshal.

I'm sure I can stand one
competitor in a town this size.

Well, there's plenty
of business, lvy.

Exactly.

Very well, gentlemen.
Good day.

Yes, sir, real stubborn.

What's this all about, Marshal?

Well, Joe, I wish I knew the
answer to that question myself.

- I'll see you later.
- Uh-huh.

By golly, the only time
this town's fit to live in

is after dark, Matt.

That's just 'cause
you're a night owl, Doc.

No, it's not that.

It's just when it's dark,
you can't see it so plain.

You know, I'd think
anybody that hates this town

as much as you claim to
would just up and leave.

By thunder,
I would, you know it,

if I could just save up
railroad fare somehow.

Well, looky there.

Hello, Chester.

Oh, hey, uh...

Hi, pookie.

How have you been?

Oh, I'm... good.

I just... uh...

See ya.

Chester, now,
I don't think that ruffled one's

gonna look a bit good on you.

You think that you're smart,
don't you, Doc?

You do. Well,
let me tell you something.

I promised Miss Kitty that
I'd bring these over for her.

And I don't know about you, but
to me, a promise is a promise.

Well, your petticoat's showing.

My what?

Oh.

I got him that time.

Hey, how about
a game of checkers, huh?

All right...
if you don't mind losing.

Oh, I'll beat you alive.

Marshal.

Hello, Joe.

- I talk to you for a minute?
- Sure.

Well, then I'll just go on up
to the office and wait for you.

All right. I'll be there.

What is it, Joe?

Do you know what
that man lvy's gone and done?

- What?
- He's doubled

all the regular prices
for hauling freight.

- He has?
- That's why he wanted

to buy everybody out.

All the merchants are madder
than wet hens about it.

They want me to do
all their hauling.

Of course, I can't unless
I can get some more wagons

and hire some drivers.

- They been to see you again?
- Just now.

What'd they want?

He said if I
doubled my prices, too,

everything would be just fine.

And if I didn't, it'd be
unfair competition for him.

What are you gonna do?

Well, I'm an
honest man, Marshal.

All I want is what's due me.

The prices we been chargin'

are fair and right,
and I told him so.

Joe, when are you
making your next trip?

Loading tonight
and going to Sand Creek

- in the morning.
- Mind if I go with you?

Course not. But why?

I'll tell you in the morning.

Uh-huh.

Well, I guess the trip's
kind of a waste of time

for you, Marshal.

So far.

Hey, maybe lvy was just
figurin' to bluff me.

Well, I'm afraid
he didn't hire Cam Speegle

just to run a bluff, Joe.

Sure riding like a big wind,

whoever it is.

Well, it's Chester.

By golly, so it is.

Sure prodding that horse,
isn't he?

There something wrong, Marshal?

Well, there has to be
to get him going that fast.

I was sure hoping

to find you close by,
Mr. Dillon.

What's the matter?

Well, something terrible
happened.

And we had a big fire
in Dodge this morning.

Trimble, I-I hate
to tell you this, but...

Tell me what?

Well, it was your house
that burned down. It...

It burned clean
to the ground, Joe.

My wife. What about my wife?

Well, now, uh, Doc is with her,
and she's still alive.

She's all right.

She was burned kind of bad,
but she's still alive, though.

Chester, let Joe here
use your horse, will you?

You take the wagon on in?

Yes, sir.

You got any idea
how it happened?

No, sir.

Nobody seems to know.

See you in town, Chester.

Doc. Doc.

Yeah. Joe.

Joe, I'm... so sorry.

I did everything I could.

She... she must have
fallen asleep or something.

Didn't get...

Well, she didn't suffer.

Asleep.

Yeah, she must have been asleep.

But... But how did?

Nobody knows
about it, Joe. Nobody.

Doc.

You got any idea
who saw this fire first?

Well, no. Way I heard it,
some cowboy did,

and-and he went to get help.

He didn't know there was anybody
in there, I guess,

and when they got back,
it was too late, see?

I didn't think
they'd go this far.

You mean you think
somebody set that fire?

Terrible thing, Marshal.

Terrible thing.

Where were you when it happened?

I was in the Long Branch saloon.

I was there all night,
as a matter of fact.

You were, huh?

There must be a dozen people
that can verify it.

I'd had a bad run with cards.

I was trying to get even.

Oh, I'd learned earlier
that there'd been a fire,

but it was only just now

that I learned
it was Joe Trimble's place.

Trimble?

Trimble?

You have my deepest sympathy.

If there's anything at all
that I can do...

No.

There ain't nothing.

Speegle?

Where were you
when the fire started?

I don't know
when the fire started, Marshal.

Where were you
when you heard about it?

I was asleep
out back at the Long Branch.

Who woke you?

Nobody. Just heard some people
yelling, so I got up.

Anybody see you?

I wouldn't know, Marshal.

And if you're getting
any crazy ideas,

go ahead and prove it.

Just like Wichita, huh?

You're not trying to imply

that Cam had anything
to do with this.

Mister, you better
find yourself a witness,

and he better be
pretty reliable.

- Now, wait a minute, Mar...
- Shut up!

And in the meantime,
don't try to leave town.

Leave? I ain't gonna leave,
Marshal.

Like I said, I don't run so easy
as I used to.

Well, I'd sure hate to be
the man that did it,

whatever he did.

Take this. There's $300 there.

$300? What is it?

I want you to take it
and give it back to Cam Speegle.

Cam Speegle?

He gave it to me
in the Long Branch.

I was afraid he'd beat me
to a pulp if I didn't take it.

I'm supposed to tell you
that he was sleeping off a drunk

out back of the Long Branch.

He said you'd believe it
if I told you.

Can't you stuff that
in a shotgun

and give it to him that way?

Good thing
you're not a man, Kitty.

Well, I suppose if I were,

I'd be just as bad
as the rest of you.

Did Cam have anything to do

with setting the fire
at the Trimbles?

I can't prove it.

Well, does Joe know
that Cam might have started it?

He'll find out soon enough.

I always liked Joe.

Poor little fella.

That wife of his
was the whole world to him.

- He's like a man broken in half.
Mr. Dillon?!

Mr. Dillon.

Up at the Long Branch,
Mr. Dillon.

Joe Trimble.

Cam Speegle just shot
and killed him.

You two better stay here.

Did you kill him?

Sure, I killed him.

I wouldn't want to lie
to you, Marshal.

Besides, everybody here
seen it happen.

You're real brave, aren't you?

It was self-defense.

He come in here,
and he drawed on me.

Ask 'em.
They all seen it happen.

Go ahead, Marshal, ask 'em.

It's quite true, Marshal.

I don't know
what come over him, Marshal.

Must have been clean out
of his head.

Come in here,
trying to kill me that way.

He had a pretty good reason to.

What are you talking about,
Marshal?

How about that alibi?
You got one?

Yeah. I got one.

If it comes to that.

You're wrong.

She's not gonna lie for you.

What are you trying
to do, Marshal?

You got no proof in that fire.

Besides, this here
was self-defense.

Ask 'em. They all seen it.

Maybe you can convince the jury.

What are you talking about,
Marshal?

You're going to jail.

I told you, I don't scare
so easy anymore.

I want your gun.

Ain't that easy, Marshal.

I said I want your gun.

It just ain't that easy.

That's good, Matt.

I don't think a jury'd
have ever convicted him.

Well, I guess it doesn't make
much difference now.

That was one of the fastest
draws I've ever seen.

He asked for it.

You were right, Marshal.

I just didn't understand

the type of man
I was dealing with.

Didn't you?

No, I didn't.

If nobody minds,

I have some business
to attend to.

lvy?

You got some business
right here.

Here's something
that belongs to you.

I'm afraid
I don't understand this.

The money Cam tried
to bribe Kitty with.

Kind of a waste, wasn't it?

What of it?

I didn't have anything
to do with it.

Why give it to me?

I kind of figure
it belongs to you.

Oh, no.

No, that isn't true.

Cam worked for you, didn't he?

Well, I didn't tell him
to burn him out.

Oh, no. Oh, no.

No, no, no.

No, that isn't true. I...

I didn't do it! It was Cam.

All right, boys.

Break it up and get outside.

Go on. I'm closing the bar.

Go on. Get moving.

Do your drinking
down the street.

The Trimbles had
a lot of friends, lvy.

You might just get out alive,
if you're lucky.

You got to protect me, Marshal.

Protect you?

If I had any evidence
on you, mister,

I'd see you hang.

Now, you better get yourself
a horse and get out of here.

- Now, look, Marshal...
- Fast.

The sight of you makes me sick!

My wagon's my business.
I'll be ruined!

You should have thought of that
before you hired Cam Speegle...

He's the one that did it,
not me!

It was your money.
You bought him.

You're a hundred times worse
than he ever was.

A man like you belongs
under a rock!

Now, you better crawl out
that back door, mister,

while you still can.

Wait a minute.

You forgot something.

I can use a drink.

Doc, you know,
one of these days,

I'm gonna start saving up
railroad fare with you.