Have Gun - Will Travel (1957–1963): Season 1, Episode 6 - The Bride - full transcript

I read your name on
a wall somewhere...

along with a lot of other
names of dirty little men.

And wherever you
are, I'll dig you out.

You all right, ma'am?

Oh.

Yes, I'm quite all
right, thank you.

It's hot, isn't it?

I don't think

I've ever been so
uncomfortable in my life.

It must be nearly 100

degrees of heat.



Oh, it's at least 120

out there.

Oh, my.

( laughing): Oh, my.

I can see it just
shimmering off the ground.

Well, I guess we've got
the weather all talked about.

Just about there, Miss.

Just about where?

Three Rock.

Three...?

Rock.

I'm getting off there.

Whoa.

This is it... Three Rocks.



I wonder if there's anyplace

where I could wash
my face and tidy up.

I probably don't look very neat.

Wait a minute.

Oh, you're not really
getting out here?

Well, why not?

Well, ma'am,

there's nothing out there
but sand, cactus, lizards,

snakes and three very hot rocks.

You better take

another look.

It looks fine to me.

Oh?

Well, I'll help you down.

Oh. Oh.

You thought there was a
depot of some kind, didn't you?

A shelter?

And some one person
here to meet you?

And you're obviously
trying to conceal the fact

that you're shortsighted.

I'm not shortsighted.

No?

The person who was to
meet me will be here directly.

Everything is perfectly
as it should be.

Thank you for your kindness.

Good-bye.

Well, what if he doesn't come?

My brother?

Mm. He will.

I know he will.

Now, wait a minute.

You just can't leave her here.

The ticket said Three Rocks.

Oh, there are ranches nearby.

Not too nearby, Miss.

The closest one is
about 15 to 20 miles.

Well, now, how long do you think

she'd last out here in this sun?

About an hour, maybe.

If she's lucky.

He's right, Miss.

If your party is slow

in getting here, or...

That's my concern,
if you please.

Now, you'd better get
back to the stagecoach.

Your brother can meet
you in the next town.

I'm staying here.

One way or the other,

we got to get rolling.

Throw my saddle down.

No!

No, I won't permit it.

If you're here when he comes
for me, it will embarrass me.

How will I explain you?

I'll explain me.

You sure you want to do this?

No, I don't want
to do this, friend.

I've got business in
Dallas that has to be settled

by tomorrow night, and I'd hoped

I wouldn't have to
bed down on the trail.

Why bother?

Somebody has to take
care of small children

and stubborn women.

Please don't bother.

I don't want you to stay here.

You better go ahead.

You'll get behind schedule.

Good luck. Thanks.

( calling to horse)

Thirsty?

I'm sorry, I don't have a cup.

Oh.

I hate you for doing this.

Well, you won't in
about an hour, Miss...

Smith.

Well, that's not
very imaginative.

My name's Paladin.

Here.

Here, take the horse.

I wasn't being imaginative.

That's my name.

What are you doing?

Making us some shade,
'cause we're going to need it.

Come on!

Once on an island
in the South Pacific,

where the natives bury their pig

and poured hot coals on it.

Four days later, they
dug it up and had a feast.

And that's a delicacy

I'll never enjoy
completely again.

Well, I think you
exaggerate a little.

But it certainly is hot.

But I think I would have
survived without you.

We've been here
almost an hour and a half.

Have you seen one single
lizard anywhere out there?

No. Not one single lizard.

Well, they stay under
the rocks when it's this hot.

They won't come
out till evening.

They'd die if they did.

You're saying

that I don't have
the sense of a lizard.

Nor the skin of one.

They can stand the
heat better than you can.

All right.

I would have been dead by now.

How do I look?

You're the most beautiful
woman within 100 miles.

And also probably the only one.

I want to look nice
when he sees me.

Well, he isn't here.

He's not about to see you.

How far is your brother's place?

It's 17 miles.

Let's go.

But he said to wait right here.

I'm going after your brother.

I can't afford to
wait any longer.

With this delay and detour,

I've already got to
ride all through the night

and the day.

Well, I'll go with you.

If I may?

Please do.

Oh.

My first name is Christie.

Well, that's the
first sensible thing

you've said today.

Come on.

Well, I gather

you haven't seen your
brother in some time?

Oh, no, not in many years.

Well, I hope you
won't be disappointed.

Men change in this country.

Not Louis.

He wrote me regularly.

He tells me everything.

Oh, everything?

Yes, I believe so.

He tells me that he likes

to take a drink occasionally,

and he doesn't smoke or swear,

or know many women.

( gunshots)

Ooh.

Oh.

( gunshots)

( screams)

What is it?

It sounds like a man with a gun.

Well, why?

We haven't done anything.

No, but we will now.

Stay behind those rocks.

These are shells from a .45.

If he had a rifle, he
couldn't have missed us.

( crying)

Christie, what's the matter?

Can I help you?

I'm not strong
enough for this country.

Now, don't spoil that
pretty face with tears.

Come on.

I'm not pretty.

I'm plain.

( crying)

Come on, Christie.

( wind rustling softly)

Well, you'll feel better

after you've had a
rest and some food.

Hope you like beans and jerky.

Might take this down
to the stream and fill it.

It's empty.

Christie?

Christie?

Did one of those
bullets hit you?

No, of course not.

Well, if you're still alive,

will you take this
down to the stream

and fill it, please?

Yes, I will. Forgive me.

I forgive you.

( laughs)

Oh!

Mr. Paladin!

( crying)

Christie!

Christie, you are shortsighted.

Shortsighted?

These fell out of your pocket,

or maybe they belong
to some passing Indian.

Now if you'd had them on,

you wouldn't have
missed your footing,

and you'd be dry.

All right, I am shortsighted.

I'm a lot of things
I said I wasn't.

I wish you'd gone
on in that stagecoach

and left me in the
sun to die like a...

like a lizard.

( crying)

Look at my dress.

Better change into
something else.

Come on.

And my hair is a mess.

Well, it's nothing

a brother wouldn't understand.

I don't have a brother.

I'm a mail-order bride.

There.

I've said it.

And that's the
second sensible thing

you've said today, Christie.

And there's no shame
connected with it.

What kind of a woman
does that make me?

Marrying some man
I've never even met.

One with trust.

Unquestionably a brave woman.

Well, I'm braver
than he is anyway.

He won't even come and
meet me, and I know why.

Oh?

Why?

I sent him my picture
just before I left.

He probably hated
the picture so much

that he tried to shoot me.

Well, I wish I knew
who did that shooting.

And I have an idea
we're going to find out.

You know something, Christie?

You looked beautiful

when you were all wet.

Like a water nymph.

Now when

did you start corresponding

with Mr... uh...

Drydan.

Louis Drydan.

About two years ago, and
then when my mother died,

he sent me all the
money to pay the debts.

Then he wrote and asked
me to come out and marry him.

Now that's better.

Your hair is, too.

Mr. Drydan will like that.

I just finished telling you

that I was sure
he didn't want me.

Christie, you owe him a chance

to decide for himself.

A man can't tell
anything about a woman

from a photograph.

He has to see
her the way she is.

Warm, alive, vibrant,

full of hope.

His letter said

we just follow the
creek from here.

Let's get something to eat.

We'll go on to the ranch.

I guess there isn't any
other place I can go.

Well, there it is.

Just like he said.

There's the corral

between the unpainted
barn and the painted one.

Well, where's the house?

Well, it must be
through those trees.

I'm very grateful to you.

I know you're in a hurry to go.

It doesn't look like
anybody's home.

Maybe he's in bed, asleep.

I smell fresh paint.

I guess he's been polishing
up the place for you.

You think so?

There's a broom and a mop.

He's probably been
tidying up the inside, too.

I would've done that.

He didn't have to.

He wrote such beautiful letters.

Beautiful letters.

Come on.

Now I'm scared.

Christie, don't be scared.

He'll be very pleased with you.

Come on.

Anybody home?

( knocking)

Mr. Drydan?

Anybody home?

Well, look at this.

It's a bridal bed.

Drydan was readying
this place for a bride.

Well, then where is he?

( Christie gasps, screams)

( whimpers)

That was awful.

Well...

I guess I shouldn't
keep you any longer.

Christie, you sleep in
that bridal bed... it's yours.

I'll find someplace outside.

What about your appointment?

I don't think it would've
worked out very well anyway.

I'm sorry.

I'm glad.

I'm afraid here.

There's something
here to be afraid of.

And that's the third sensible
thing you've said today.

Well, good night.

Good night, Christie.

He said in one of his letters

that to make coffee
just right is almost an art.

This is perfect.

And you didn't sleep
last night, did you?

How could I?

( horse neighing)

( neighing continues)

Well, now, look who's here.

Louis?

For sure.

Don't I look the way
you thought I would?

You look fine.

I... I thought you
would be older.

That makes one
pleasant surprise for you.

But what are you
doing here so soon?

I thought you were
arriving on today's stage.

Well, it was your
error, Mr. Drydan.

I'm sorry not to find
you here last night.

I was in town.

Mister...?

Paladin.

When you weren't
there to meet the stage,

Mr. Paladin was nice enough

to go greatly out of his
way and bring me here.

That's very kind of you, sir.

I deeply appreciate it.

I don't know how I got mixed up

on what day she was arriving.

By the way, we were
shot at riding here.

Shot at?

By who?

Don't you have an idea?

No, of course not.

You are all right?

Mr. Paladin drove them off.

Louis, who would want
to do something like that?

Well, it's pretty wild country.

It attracts some wild people.

But you're here,
and you're all right,

and that's all that counts.

Mr. Paladin stayed
with me until you came.

And you are here now,
so I'll be on my way.

Oh, well, uh...

couldn't you stay with
us for just a day or two?

Oh, now, dear.

Don't you think we've taken up

enough of Mr. Paladin's time?

Besides we'll be
pretty busy ourselves.

The man will be here
today to buy the cattle.

Are you selling your herd?

No, not all of it.

About 400 head.

I wrote to her about it.

It's a little nest egg to
start the marriage off.

How many people in this country

know about your
impending marriage?

Well, to tell you the truth,

there aren't too many people
in this part of the country.

But those who are here knew.

Saloon talk in the nearest
two or three towns, I suppose?

What are you getting at?

Oh, nothing, I was just
wondering about the shooting.

Who might have done it.

You are in a remote place here.

It'd be difficult to
defend yourself

in case of trouble.

Well, there won't
be any trouble.

Louis, Mr. Paladin
was so good to me.

Paladin.

I keep thinking I've seen
that name somewhere.

That's it.

I saw a card once.

Like this one?

Yeah, like this.

Maybe you didn't know,

but he's a
professional gunfighter.

I don't believe it.

It's close enough.

But you're so gentle.

A gunfighter?

Good-bye, Christie.

Bye.

He didn't swear, nor smoke.

( man moaning)

( man moaning)

What happened out here?

Dry-gulched us.

Who?

Name is John Dart.

Killed my hand, left me to die.

What's your name?

Louis Drydan.

Well, Mr. Drydan,
you talk too much.

I think everybody in that town

knew you were selling
your herd for cash.

They also knew the buyer
didn't know me by sight.

I better dig this
lead out of you

before it does any more damage.

Get Johnny Dart first.

This comes first.

You could die
from this poisoning.

Close your eyes and hold on.

It's going to be nice

having a woman around the house.

You will give me time
to get used to you,

won't you, Louis?

Why not start right now?

When will the wedding be?

Oh, the preacher drops by here

every other month or so.

Every other month?

You're a real
scaredy-cat, ain't you?

Well, you said that
we'd be married in town.

You're not a bit
like your letters.

You believe all you read?

Big girl like you?

I'll get some more water.

Wait a minute.

Didn't you just get some water?

We need some more.

Don't stray too far
from the house, woman.

It can be death out there alone.

( startled scream)

Oh, you're here. You're here.

You're still here.

Listen to me.

That man in the
house is not Louis.

Louis is gentle, like you.

He can't be...

You want to meet him?

Louis?

Louis?

Oh, you're beautiful, Christie.

Put them on, Christie.

You want to see him, don't you?

And there's something
you ought to see.

You're hurt.

We've got to get
Louis into the house.

That man...

Mr. Paladin.

( door closing)

Is that you, Paladin?

That's right, Mr. Dart.

How'd you know my name?

I read it on a wall someplace.

What did you come
back for, your fee?

Along with a lot of
other dirty names

of dirty little men.

Eh, you're lucky I didn't have

a rifle yesterday, Paladin.

( gunshot)

Come on, Johnny Dart!

Crawl to me on your
belly like a lizard!

Are you finished, Mr. Dart?

Don't shoot, Paladin.

Don't shoot.

I know Louis insists he
doesn't need a doctor,

but if you could just...

Your Louis is a very
hardy breed of man.

He'll be fine with
just your care.

Oh, all right.

But you will send
the preacher out?

Just as soon as I deliver him.

Louis prodded me
about the preacher, too.

He won't let you go.

And will you come back

and visit us whenever you can?

I will indeed.

I'm awfully sorry you
missed your appointment.

Christie, I believe in fate.

I think you must have
been put in my way

in order to keep
me from tripping

when I got off the stage in
Dallas and breaking my neck.

( laughing)

Oh, I don't know how
I can ever repay you.

Don't we owe you something?

Nothing.

Well, what about your fee?

I'd only have to spend
it on a wedding present.

Good-bye, Christie.

Thank you, Mr. Paladin.

Let's go, Dart.