Have Gun - Will Travel (1957–1963): Season 3, Episode 31 - Never Help the Devil - full transcript

When Doggie's shooting arm is injured winning a gunfight, the impoverished citizens dig deep to rabidly bet on who will finish off their local menace (and when). Passerby Paladin wants nothing to do with it, but decides even the despicable gunslinger deserves some justice, so he agrees to get him out of town so he can stand trial.

I BROKE A CURB STRAP.

THEY'RE ON THE WALL THERE.
HANG ON. I'LL BE WITH YA.

TOM GALLAGHER'S HAVIN'
A SHOOTOUT WITH KRAMER.

[GUNSHOTS]

[SIGHS]

HEY, HE'S HURT. KRAMER'S HURT.

SOMEBODY'S FINALLY
SHOWING SOME COURAGE.

HE'S GOT A BROTHER,
GALLAGHER DOES. YOU KNOW THAT?

[CHUCKLES]

I EXPECT HE'LL BE SORRY
TO HEAR ABOUT YOUR ARM.

PROBABLY COME HIMSELF TO
TELL YOU HOW BAD HE FEELS.



YOU STILL HAVEN'T GOT THE
KIND OF GUTS TO FINISH THE JOB.

[SPITS]

COME ON, DOC.

GIVE ME A SHOTGUN.

HOLD THIS IN YOUR ARM
BEFORE YOU BLEED TO DEATH.

NO. THE SHORT ONE.

SOME SHELLS.

KRAMER, I'M NOT GONNA BEG YOU.

IF I DIDN'T HAVE MORE MEDICAL
ETHICS THAN GOOD SENSE,

I'D LIKE TO SIT AND WATCH
THE GANGRENE SET IN.

IT AIN'T GONNA CURE ITSELF.

GRAB ONE OF THOSE STRAPS.
STRAP THAT STOCK TO MY ARM.

COME ON.

TIGHTER!



[DOOR SHUTS]

WHO ARE YOU, MISTER?

GUNFIGHTER.

YOU EVER HEAR OF DOGGIE KRAMER?

NOPE. WELL, THAT'S ME.
GALLAGHER SEND FOR YOU?

I NEVER HEARD OF GALLAGHER
EITHER... TILL YOU SHOT HIM.

WHAT HAPPENS TO YOU
DOESN'T CONCERN ME.

COME ON, DOC.

SURE. IF YOU GOT NO
MORE SHOPPING TO DO.

GUNFIGHTER.

WHICH WAY YOU RIDIN' OUT?

MY OWN WAY.

PUT 'EM ON MY BILL.

HOW MUCH DO I
OWE YOU? FOUR BITS.

JIM TOBY STILL THE
SHERIFF OF THIS TOWN? YEAH.

WELL, WHERE WAS HE?

ASK KRAMER.

HE PROBABLY TOLD HIM WHERE
TO GO TILL THE SHOOTIN' STOPPED.

THAT DOESN'T SOUND
MUCH LIKE JIM TOBY.

MAYBE YES.

MAYBE NO.

PALADIN.

COME UP HERE. I
WANNA TALK TO YOU.

YOU GOT NOTHIN' TO SAY TO ME.

I GOT A JOB FOR YOU.

I GOT NOTHING TO LOSE, PALADIN.

NO. HOLD OFF ON THAT.
GO AHEAD, DOCTOR.

I'M NOT STAYING. NO?

I'M OFFERING YOU $200
JUST TO RIDE WITH ME.

60 MILES. SANTA FE.

TAKE THE CASH
WHILE YOU CAN GET IT.

DOCTOR, YOUR HIPPOCRATIC
OATH FORCES YOU TO DEAL WITH HIM.

I'VE TAKEN NO OATH AND
I DON'T NEED HIS MONEY.

MAYBE SO. BUT I NEED YOU.

YOU'RE THE ONLY MAN AROUND
HERE WITH ANY IRON IN HIS BACKBONE.

BESIDES, NOBODY ELSE WILL DO IT.

WHAT ARE YOU AFRAID
OF? GALLAGHER'S FRIENDS?

OR THE MEN YOU SHOT
IN THE BACK FOR GAMES.

I DON'T CARE IF THIS TOWN'S

CRAWLING WITH GUNS
LOOKING FOR YOU.

NEITHER DO I.

THEY LAID A WALL.

RIDE OUT.

YOU'LL BE IN SANTA
FE BY MORNING.

TELL HIM, DOC.

THERE'S BAD INITIAL REACTION
WITH A WOUND LIKE THIS.

PROBABLY LAST SIX, MAYBE TWELVE
HOURS. IF HE RIDES BEFORE THEN,

HE'LL FALL OUT OF THE
SADDLE WITHIN FIVE MILES.

THAT'S THE GOSPEL.

I'M ALREADY BEGINNING TO FEEL
LIKE THE DAY AFTER JUDGMENT.

OF COURSE YOU ARE.

THIS TOWN WOULD BE
GRATEFUL TO ANY MAN

WHO DID GET HIM OUT OF HERE.

EVEN BY MEANS OF A LITTLE
EXPEDIENT BACK-SHOOTING, HMM?

[KRAMER] GUNFIGHTER.

GALLAGHER'S GOT A
BROTHER. JUST A KID.

HE'LL BE AFTER ME.
I'LL HAVE TO KILL HIM.

THE BOY'S HARDHEADED. HE WILL.

BY THE TIME HE FINDS
YOU, YOU'LL BE HELPLESS.

YOU WANT PROTECTION?

GET THE SHERIFF TO PUT YOU IN
JAIL. THAT'S WHERE YOU BELONG.

FINISH IT UP, DOC.

9:00.9:00 FOR, UH...
FOR TOMPKINS.

WHO'S NEXT? LET'S
SEE YOUR DOLLARS.

NOBODY ELSE GETS KRAMER
BEFORE NOON TOMORROW.

THE GALLAGHER
KID'LL BE BACK BY THEN.

PUT A DOLLAR ON...

12:30.

AND ANOTHER ONE AT 1:00.

AND, UH, ONE AT 1:30.

ALL RIGHT. PUT
PERKINS DOWN FOR 1:00,

12:30, AND, UH, 1:30.

YOU GONNA BLANKET THE BOARD?

SURE!

SINFUL, YOU THINK IT'D BE
POSSIBLE TO GET A DRINK?

ALL RIGHT. PUT DALY
DOWN THERE FOR 4:00.

ALL RIGHT. WHO'S NEXT?
YOU GOT ONE HERE?

PUT UP A DOLLAR AND GUESS WHAT
TIME KRAMER'S GONNA GET SHOT.

"TIME" IS WHAT TIME HE
DIES, NOT WHEN HE GETS HIT.

HEY, TOBY!

6:30. ALL RIGHT. DOWN FOR 6:30.

LET'S SEE SOME MORE OF
THESE DOLLARS, MEN. COME ON.

HELLO, PALADIN.

WAS IT ABOUT KRAMER
OR GALLAGHER?

I DON'T KNOW EITHER. JUST
ON MY WAY TO SANTA FE.

GOT HERE FOR THE EXCITEMENT.

IN TIME FOR THE
FIRST ACT ANYWAY.

TOBY, WHAT'S WRONG?

WRONG?

WHAT ARE YOU GONNA
DO ABOUT KRAMER?

IT ALL DEPENDS ON WHAT HAPPENS.

HE'S STILL HERE TOMORROW,
THEY'LL TEAR HIM APART.

YOU'LL BE RIGHT IN THE MIDDLE.

THAT'S WHERE THE LAW BELONGS...
RIGHT SMACK IN THE MIDDLE.

IT GIVES PEOPLE
SOMETHIN' TO SHOOT AT.

BULLETS. WORDS.

DEPENDS ON THE MAN
DOING THE SHOOTIN'.

CONFOUNDED NEW CIGARETTE PAPERS.

NOTHING'S AS GOOD
AS IT USED TO BE.

I'D STEP DOWN IN A MINUTE

IF I COULD GET SOMEBODY
TO TAKE MY PLACE, BUT...

LOOK AT THIS TOWN. DIRT-POOR.

WE CAN'T AFFORD
TO IMPORT A TOP GUN.

IN SPITE OF EVERYTHING,
FOR 364 DAYS OUT OF THE YEAR,

I'M STILL THE BEST
MAN AVAILABLE.

TIME WAS, THAT WAS 365 DAYS.

I KNOW. I KNOW.

I STILL GOT THOSE 364 DAYS.

AND I GOT SOMETHING
ELSE. I GOT THE RIGHT

TO CHOOSE THE MAN I DIE
FOR, AND IT AIN'T KRAMER.

TOBY, THAT MOB WILL TEAR HIM
TO PIECES LIKE A PACK OF DOGS.

HE DESERVES IT, DON'T HE?

I CAN'T STOP 'EM.

WHY SHOULD I DIE TRYIN'?

PUT IT DOWN.

NEAR BLEW YOUR HEAD OFF.

YOU BE READY TO LEAVE
AT 4:30 IN THE MORNING.

WHAT IF I NEED YOU TONIGHT?

4:30. TAKE IT OR LEAVE IT.

IT'S A DEAL.

YOU DON'T GET THE 200
TILL WE REACH SANTA FE.

KEEP YOUR MONEY. YOU'RE
NOT BUYING ANYTHING FROM ME.

I DON'T FIGURE.

I DO THIS FOR MYSELF AND FOR
THE MAN JIM TOBY USED TO BE.

WHAT HAPPENS TO YOU
LATER IS NOT IMPORTANT.

I STILL GOT THE
200 IF YOU WANT IT.

THAT YOU, JIMMY JOHNSON?

SAVE YOUR POWDER, KRAMER.

TRY AGAIN!

[KNOCKING]

COME IN.

GETTIN' TIME TO TAKE HIM OUT.

WELL, TOBY,

YOU GONNA DO ANYTHING ABOUT
YOUR FRIENDS OUT THERE IN THE STREET?

DO YOU WANT THIS?

YOU TAKE IT.

SEE HOW IT FEELS TO RISK YOUR
LIFE FOR A MAN LIKE KRAMER.

TOBY, I AM RISKING
MY LIFE FOR HIM.

THAT'S YOUR
BUSINESS. LIKE YOU SAID,

THEY'RE MY FRIENDS AND I
DON'T WANT 'EM KILLED EITHER.

ALL RIGHT, TOBY.

YOU GO ON BACK OUT
THERE WITH YOUR FRIENDS.

WATCH THAT WEASEL-FACED
ONE THAT KICKED KRAMER'S GUN.

TOBY.

YOU SAW THAT GUNFIGHT?

I WAS RIGHT HERE IN THIS ROOM.

[KNOCKING]

YEAH?

[PALADIN] PUT THE SHOTGUN DOWN.

KRAMER, THAT MOB
OUT THERE IS LOOKING

FOR JUST ANY EXCUSE AT
ALL TO BLOW YOU TO PIECES.

I'M GONNA LET YOU KEEP THAT
SHOTGUN TILL WE GET PAST THEM.

DON'T YOU USE IT
UNLESS YOU HAVE TO.

AND ONCE WE GET
OUT OF THIS TOWN,

YOU'RE A PRISONER
AND DON'T YOU FORGET IT.

GO AHEAD.

KRAMER.

HE TRIED TO DRAW.

HE DID?

ASK HIM. ASK TOBY.

I GUESS MAYBE HE DID.

WELL, TOBY, WHEN YOU'RE
READY, YOU COME AND GET HIM.

HE'LL BE WITH THE SHERIFF IN
SANTA FE. HELP HIM ON THE HORSE.

YOU WILL REMEMBER
TO COME GET ME, TOBY.

ALL RIGHT, KRAMER.

YOU KNOW YOU GOT ONE OF THE
MEANEST SNAPSHOTS I EVER SAW?

THE WAY YOU CROSS
YOUR BODY THAT WAY.

GO AHEAD.

NO?

YOU AIN'T GONNA TAKE
ME TO NO SHERIFF, PALADIN.

MINUTE I DON'T NEED
YOU, YOU'RE DEAD.

WAIT A MINUTE!

WHAT'S WRONG WITH YOUR ARM?

THAT ANY OF YOUR BUSINESS?

IT IS, IF HIS NAME'S KRAMER.

IT IS KRAMER, AIN'T IT?

AH.

HE MURDERED MY BROTHER.
TOM WAS NO GUNFIGHTER.

YOU'RE GALLAGHER.

I'M GALLAGHER.

I GOT TO KILL HIM.

HE'S LIKE A HEADACHE. I
CAN'T THINK OF NOTHIN' ELSE.

SOUNDS LIKE A CHICK WHO'S
GROWN A ROOSTER TAIL.

THAT SHERIFF AND A TOWN FULL OF
YELLOW SCUM LET YOU SHOOT TOM.

IF I GOT TO LIVE LIKE YOU, THEN
I WILL. YOU'RE DEAD, KRAMER.

GALLAGHER, GET ON THE HORSE.

WHAT ARE YOU PROTECTING HIM FOR?

I'M PROTECTING YOU FROM HIM.

AND AT THE MOMENT,

YOU DON'T LOOK MUCH
BETTER TO ME THAN HE DOES.

YOU GET ON THAT HORSE
AND GET OUT OF HERE.

CAN I HAVE THAT BACK?

WELL, FROM THE LOOK ON HIS FACE,

I'D SAY YOU'RE A LITTLE
FASTER THAN HE IS.

I SHOULD BE. I'VE HAD
GOOD REASON TO PRACTICE.

ROPIN' A FENCE POST AIN'T
THE SAME AS ROPIN' A STEER.

A LOT OF DIFFERENCE BETWEEN A
TREE LIMB AND A MAN WITH A GUN.

NOT YOU, KRAMER. NOT YOU.

TO ME, IT'LL BE LIKE
SHOOTIN' A ROTTEN STUMP.

WHERE YOU TAKIN' HIM, MISTER?

YOU'LL FIND HIM WITH
THE SHERIFF IN SANTA FE.

I'LL FIND HIM.

YOU WANNA BE KNOWN AS
THE MAN WHO SHOT KRAMER.

MAYBE YOU OUGHT TO FIND OUT

HOW A THING LIKE HIM
HAPPENED TO GET STARTED.

I SHOT THE MAN THAT KILLED
MY FATHER IN A BARROOM BRAWL.

YOU AND ME ARE
JUST THE SAME, KID.

NO, WE'RE NOT.

I'LL PUSH TILL
YOU'VE GOT TO FIGHT.

YOU WON'T GET AWAY. NOT
AFTER WHAT YOU'VE DONE.

YOU HEARD WHAT HE SAID.

I HEARD. BUT WE'RE NOT THE SAME.

HE WOULD'VE BEEN RIGHT.

WANT ME TO TAKE HIM
BACK? IT'S OUT OF YOUR WAY.

THAT THE REASON?

OR YOU STILL WANNA BE KNOWN

AS THE MAN WHO BROUGHT DOGGIE
KRAMER BACK WRAPPED IN A PONCHO?

I DIDN'T KILL HIM.

I DIDN'T EVEN GET MY
GUN OUT OF MY HOLSTER.

THREE OR FOUR TELLINGS
WOULDN'T MAKE ANY DIFFERENCE.

GALLAGHER AND KRAMER.

YOU'D BE TIED TOGETHER
FOR THE REST OF YOUR LIFE.

JUST LIKE BROTHERS.

THANKS.

YEAH.

♪ "HAVE GUN, WILL TRAVEL"
READS THE CARD OF A MAN ♪

♪ A KNIGHT WITHOUT
ARMOR IN A SAVAGE LAND ♪

♪ HIS FAST GUN-FOR-HIRE
HEEDS THE CALLING WIND ♪

♪ A SOLDIER OF FORTUNE
IS THE MAN CALLED ♪

♪ PALADIN ♪

♪ PALADIN, PALADIN
WHERE DO YOU ROAM ♪