The Life and Legend of Wyatt Earp (1955–1961): Season 1, Episode 18 - Marshal Earp Plays Cupid - full transcript

♪ Wyatt Earp, Wyatt Earp ♪

♪ Brave, courageous, and bold ♪

♪ Long live his fame and long live his glory ♪

♪ And long may his story be told ♪

For many months, Wyatt Earp,

as Marshal of Wichita, Kansas,

had managed to stay clear

of feminine entanglement.

This took some doing, since numerous young women

set their caps for the handsome Mr. Earp.

But Miss Mamie Perkins,



a church organist, had that mysterious charm

which appealed mightily to Marshal Earp,

and almost succeeded in proving the frontier adage which stated,

"For most men, women are slow.

"But to a peace officer,

they can be quick death."

And stay inside the city limits.

Don't cross the city limits, boys.

I don't aim having any trouble with Earp.

All right Cannerly,

come on out and face the music!

Go on back to camp.

I don't wanna have to shoot anymore of ya.

Let's get him now, Fog. No, wait a minute.



You can't hide in Wichita forever, George.

And when you do come out,

we'll be watching every road.

I ain't ridin' with the Fog MacMurray crowd no more.

If you wanna go on living, Fog,

you and the boys better hit the trail.

Now, get going!

We got him holed up.

And when he does come out, we'll kill him.

And that'll keep Earp and his deputies

from getting after us.

Let's get back to camp. Come on.

I missed you at church this morning.

I had a little trouble down at Denver Jones'.

Oh, I was wondering about the guns.

Was anybody hurt? No.

Now, just look.

I walked al the way downtown with you.

Exercise is good for you, Miss Mamie.

Oh, but I should be home

helping Mama fix Sunday dinner.

Now, how come you spend so much time on me?

Is there something you need my help to handle?

A favor you wanna ask me?

Certainly not. Why...

How can you think so cynically of me?

Miss Mamie, I...

I am a little bit in love with you.

No, you're not.

Yes, I am.

If something's worrying ya,

why don't you tell me? Maybe I can help.

And I'm just a wretched little fraud.

Miss Mamie... No.

Just try and forgive me.

Wyatt, can I talk to you a minute?

Huh?

Can I talk to you a minute?

Yeah.

Well, what's up?

I've been worried about you.

Aw, please. No brotherly lectures, huh.

Can we just call it brotherly advice?

Sit down.

I've lived in Wichita a long time.

I know Mamie Perkins and her folks.

Look, it's not that serious.

Yes, it is.

I wish you'd stop seeing her, Wyatt.

Why?

I... I can't tell you.

It wouldn't be fair to Mamie.

Perhaps what happened a couple of years ago

is over and done with.

What are you trying to tell me?

It's... It's nothing disgraceful.

She's a real fine girl.

It's just that...

Well, if you've made up your mind to marry her

and she's willing, no problem.

You'll have my blessings.

Is that the way it's gonna turn out?

Mamie is not in love with me.

Then, I'm right.

There's another man.

Is that what you're trying to say?

Well, come on. Come on, tell me.

I'm Marsh Murdock, a newspaper man, remember?

Now, what's that got to do

with the price of apples?

Well, I'm something like a lawyer, a doctor.

I'm told things in confidence

that I can't repeat.

Not even to my best friend.

Oh.

All I ask is that

you stop seeing Mamie. I think it's good advice.

Well, I think it's good advice, too.

Uh, but I can't take it.

You mean you still hope

that she might change her mind?

No, but I'm still fond of Mamie,

and she's in some kind of trouble.

And seeing as you won't tell me what it is,

I'm gonna keep on trying to persuade her to tell me.

That's plain, blind stubbornness.

You're right. Where's your pride?

The whole town's whispering

about you and Mamie.

Well, tell them not to whisper.

They should speak up.

Now look, Wyatt.

You could marry a half a dozen girls

just as pretty...

Several of 'em are ready to fall in love

with you for keeps.

Really think so? Sure.

Aw. Yeah, sure, sure.

Yeah, well right now, I am interested in Mamie.

All right, be stubborn.

You're the one who'll get hurt.

You oughta have that thick skull cracked open.

Your brain needs air or something.

Howdy, Uncle Tad.

Why, George, bless my soul.

You old rascal. You don't look a day older.

Oh, quit blarneying me.

Where you been keeping yourself, George?

Oh, I've been battin' around.

Say, uh, fix me up with a room, huh?

Oh, and I'm thirsty. I'm heading for the bar.

Wait a second, son.

You gotta check your guns on the rack yonder.

Marshal Earp is very strict.

I heard about him.

He's been trying to cut me out

with Mamie Perkins, ain't he? Well, I...

No, now that's no secret, Uncle Tad.

A man told me up at Fog MacMurray's cattle camp

'bout a week ago.

I figured it was time I was getting back to Wichita.

Fog MacMurray?

You ain't been riding with him?

Oh, now, shh.

Had a little argument with Fog

about me quitting his outfit.

So, I had to slap him around a little.

I'm really dry, Uncle Tad.

See ya later.

Hold on, cowhand.

Huh, who are you?

It's Marshal Earp, George.

There's the rack. Take off your guns.

So, you're Wyatt Earp?

Why, you're a mighty good-looking fella.

I can see how Mamie might kind of forget.

Ah, you're a friend of Mamie's, huh?

Yeah, and I'm pretty sore at you.

They tell me you're trying to cut me out with Mamie.

Now, George.

You know, I got a good mind to gun you.

Try it.

Okay.

Hey, man, you're fast.

Now, unbuckle 'em.

Sure. I ain't stupid.

Are you any good with your fists, Earp?

Yes, he is.

Now, George, you on to the bar

and have your drink.

George is one of our hometown boys, Mr. Earp.

He's been away from Wichita

a couple of years.

No use for you to quarrel

with the Marshal.

Well, uh, Earp's too fast for me

to gun him, Uncle Tad.

I gotta teach him a lesson somehow.

Hey, how bout taking off your guns

and stepping out back?

Be glad to.

Oh, George.

You never did have good judgment.

Well, what would Mamie think of me

if I didn't fight for her?

You know, a woman wants a man to be brave, Uncle Tad.

Besides, I'm as big as he is

and I weigh more.

Anytime.

My name's Cannerly.

They call me Big George.

I gotta teach you to stay away from Mamie.

Would it feel better if we shook hands?

No. Come on.

Well, now he's sore.

What right has he got to be sore?

You tried to pull a gun on him.

Well, he tried to steal my girl.

That ain't any reason for us hating each other.

Oh, say. Call a doctor, will ya, Uncle Tad?

Now, no expense to the hotel.

I'll pay for checking on him after the fight.

Oh, George.

George?

Man, you sure can fight.

Rest yourself awhile.

No. Come on.

Ooh!

Stop it! Stop!

Oh, George.

Oh, my darling.

Hi, Mamie.

Oh, George. You're all bloody.

Oh, you big brute.

You just did this because you're jealous of him.

George, honey. I love you.

And I waited and waited for you to come home.

No, it's all right, Mamie.

Well, I gotta get up and fight now.

Oh, no. I won't let you.

Let me at him. I'll get him...

No, Mamie. You can't do that.

You can't do that. He can't hit you back.

Let me punch him. No, no, Mamie.

All right. I'm licked.

I give up.

All right.

Mamie, you shouldn't have said

all those things to Earp.

I'm the one that started the fight.

And boy, he sure did accommodate me.

Who's dead?

Nobody.

You skinned your knuckles.

Who you been fighting?

Big George Cannerly.

Marshal Earp didn't hurt him much, Doc.

He's out there now, talking to Mamie Perkins.

Big George, huh?

So, that young idiot came back to town.

He quit riding with Fog MacMurray, huh?

Says he did. Oh.

Wyatt, you and I better have a conversation.

About what?

The impending decease of Big George Cannerly.

Walk back to the office with me.

No, no. This way.

I came in through the bar,

I go out through the bar.

Superstitious.

That's what you get for sparking around Mamie Perkins.

Big George may think he quit Fog MacMurray's gang,

but nobody quits him.

Fog's just a dirty cattle rustler. You know that.

A road agent and a crazy turnin' fool.

Well, you gonna let George get killed?

I don't care what happens to him.

He wants to turn rustler, that's his business, not mine.

Now, why didn't you and Mr. Murdock

tell me that girl was in love with George?

Fine, loyal friend as you are, you never said a word.

Well, uh, we was hoping.

Hoping what?

Well, we was hoping that Mamie

would fall out of love with George,

and, lead you into the bondage of matrimony.

She sure missed the boat on that one.

As a matter of fact,

I had a $5 bet even, that she'd get ya roped.

It wasn't ever that close.

Oh, now, Wyatt.

It was that close.

Well, it's over now.

Are you gonna let Fog MacMurray and his boys

cut George down?

No, they won't come into Wichita.

Oh? That's true.

They're just probably laying outside of town,

waiting for him.

But, that's no concern of yours.

No, it is.

My authority ends at the city limits.

Furthermore...

George just told me the truth.

There's a lot of bad men after him.

Oh, Mr. Earp, can't you help?

Well, I've got my house calls to make.

Now, wait a minute, Doc.

Now, you just shut the door

when you're through talking. Wait a minute!

I know I did wrong, Mr. Earp.

I should have explained to you about George.

Yep.

I thought I was over it.

I didn't know if he'd ever come back.

Well, Miss Mamie, he sure come back.

In trouble, though.

Because he wants nothing more

to do with those men.

Because he wants to quit his wild

and foolish ways,

and settle down.

He wants to reform, huh?

Oh, yes he does.

If you'll help.

I know we haven't any right to ask.

First thing George did

was pick a fight with you, and...

when I think of what I did...

But I hadn't any pride,

and I'm scared.

Look, George doesn't know I came here.

But you're the only one who can help us.

I don't know why I should. Do you?

Yes.

Because...

Because you're you.

That makes a lot of sense.

I'll see what I can do.

I'm so glad you didn't really fall in love with me.

I'd never have been good enough.

Go ahead and blarney me a little bit. I like it.

All right, where's George?

At the hotel. I put arnica on his face.

Yeah?

You ask him to do ya a great personal favor.

You ask him not to leave the hotel room,

not to go out in the street.

You understand? Yes, of course.

I'll try to locate the men he had to ride with

first thing in the morning.

I think I got a plan to get him outta town.

Isn't it just money they want?

I mean... Well, I won't know

until I talk to 'em.

Now you get him to promise you

to stay in that hotel room. It's important.

Oh, he'll stay there until we hear from you.

And I...

I, um...

I can't thank you.

I haven't the words to try.

Wait a minute.

Howdy, boys.

Where can I find Fog MacMurray?

Hold it.

Now, drop your guns.

Now, where can I find Fog?

He's up at the north road.

Thank you, gentlemen.

MacMurray?

Yeah, I'm MacMurray.

Good morning.

You're kind of off limits,

ain't ya, Johnny Law?

My name's Wyatt Earp,

and this is a social visit.

Oh, so you're Earp, huh?

You're the one Big George

had the fight with in town last night.

Hear you kind of took care of him.

Well, he deserved it.

Plugged a couple of my boys

and pushed me around.

Of course, I wasn't wearing a gun at the time.

Oh.

Uh, what can we do for you, sir?

Well, I... I noticed that you got all

the roads out of Wichita posted.

We're waiting for Big George to come out.

Oh.

You, uh... You really don't like him, huh?

If he does come out,

he's, uh, apt to be dead.

Is there any way that he can settle his beef with you?

Nope. Not at all.

That's too bad.

I was hoping to get rid of him.

Well, that's simple.

Just chase him out and let him pick his own road.

Oh, well that's gonna be a bit of a problem.

You see, Big George tried to gun me last night.

Well, of course, he's awful slow in the draw,

but he's liable to try it again.

Oh, so that's what's worrying you, huh?

Yes, sir. You see, uh...

Well, I haven't ever had to kill a man yet...

Well, of course, I've wounded quite a few of them, but...

Well, I sure hate the idea of having to kill a man.

I never heard that one before.

Here's a Johnny Law that's scared

he's gonna have to kill Big George.

Well, son, it don't amount to nothing.

Oh, well it does in my business, Mr. McMurray.

I mean, you see...

Well, I've set a record

that the town is mighty proud of, and...

Well, they expect me to hold to it.

If I was to tangle with Big George in a gunfight,

and if he was to die,

well, there'd be a coroner's hearing

and a trial by the city council.

You're determined to keep him bottled up, huh?

More than ever.

Looks like you're taking a nasty job off our hands.

Well, not if I can help it, sir.

No, sir. I'm gonna try and run Big George out.

He runs Big George out,

he's gonna have to kill him.

So, just take it easy, boys.

Good morning.

Wyatt, where ya been?

You had me kind of worried, boy.

We'd better have a little talk in your room.

Okay.

Well, never could beat you

playing checkers, Uncle Tad.

Hey, listen, see. I checked in my guns

and I'm in a real good humor.

Well, Fog MacMurray is not in a good humor.

Aw, shucks. Now you shouldn't have

gone to all that trouble for me.

Well, that's mighty generous of ya.

Where'd you find Fog?

Another thing, Fog's got men watching for ya

on every road.

He can't be bought off,

and he can't be talked out of it.

And the only way for you to get out of town is by train.

Sure made myself a heap of trouble.

Well, maybe I can get you out of this

if you do what I tell you.

No, sir. I ain't gonna load myself on you.

Fog'll have some boys watching the train depot.

Best way for me is to make a dash for it by road.

Yeah, tonight.

What about Miss Mamie?

Well...

always something, ain't there?

You were man enough to leave.

MacMurray's outfit for her.

Now, why don't you grow up all the way?

Grow up?

Look, why don't you just use some judgment

and common sense for a change.

You can't shoot your way through

that whole MacMurray outfit, and you know it.

Even if you did, where would you be?

Out on the trail where'd they shoot you down

like a dog.

Yeah, I reckon so.

Now, sit down and listen to me.

I got an idea that might work.

Why do you do this?

I got Mamie back from ya. Seems to me...

It's none of your business why I do anything.

Now, are you gonna listen to me?

Okay, okay, Wyatt.

I'm listening with my big mule ears. Now, look...

And I'm gonna marry George

and leave this town.

My uncle in Kansas City

will give him a job.

Well, is that plan so foolish, Doc?

Well, it ain't too realistic.

Now, why do you say that?

Fog MacMurray has got Big George

holed up here in Wichita.

Oh, Mr. Earp's gonna fix that.

He promised he'd talk to that awful man

first thing this morning.

Talking and fixing is two different things.

You know, maybe... I was just wondering. Oh?

Couldn't you buy a strong effort of will power

for a lot of love with George?

No, I tried that.

Try again, harder.

Now that he's risked his life

to break with those criminals?

After he's proved he wants to live

a decent and respectable life?

Doctor, I'm ashamed of you.

Yes, but maybe I made some bets.

Now, I told you.

Come in.

Oh, good news?

Well, it's not bad, Miss Mamie. Did Mr. McMurray...

Ah, George is waiting for ya

to tell you what we have to do over at the hotel.

Oh, fine. I'll see you later.

Don't lie to me.

You ain't settle nothing with Fog MacMurray.

You are right.

From now on, it's up to you.

Yep.

What?

George's life is in your hands.

What's a matter with him? Is he sick?

He'll soon be dead.

And you're gonna have to sign

a death certificate

and put him in a coffin.

And then Mamie is gonna take him

to Kansas City for the interment.

She and the remains are leaving

on the afternoon train.

You know, I always suspicioned it.

I think you got brain fever.

Can you think of a better scheme

to get him out of town.

You mean he's gonna pretend to be dead? Mm-hmm.

Oh. See, he's gonna come out of the hotel to gun me,

and we're gonna meet out in front of your office.

And I'm gonna shoot him with a blank.

Then we'll carry him inside here,

and you give him a dose of ether... No!

You hear me? No!

Well, wait a minute.

It's the only time I've ever asked you a favor.

When did you ever do me a favor? This is for Miss Mamie.

You've gotta crush to ask me to falsify

a death report and a certificate like that.

No. You hear me?

Get out of here. Get out. Get out!

All right, it's gonna cost you $850.

What?

Remember that claim you made against the government

for that patent medicine I lost in the Nation's job?

You have the check? Yeah.

Hand it over. Oh, I can't, cant.

United States Marshal. I gotta countersign it first.

Blackmail.

It's illegal.

Well, now you know that medicine

wasn't worth $850.

You signed the claim.

And I can un-sign the check.

So you and I can't be friends anymore.

Good, that's the best news I ever heard in my life.

Now, wait a minute. Wait a minute.

Sign the check.

Well, you do your part first.

Oh, you scoundrel.

Hey, George, listen to me.

Earp's trying to steal my girl

and I'm gonna gun him on sight.

Where's Wyatt Earp? You seen him?

Earp's walking back from the jail

to Doctor Rick's office.

I wouldn't be in a hurry to meet him, cowhand.

I'll blow him down.

Oh, George. George?

Hey, Earp.

All right, make your move.

You make yours first.

Come on, get away from him.

This man is dead.

Go on. Move along. Go ahead.

Break it up.

Let's carry him inside.

Big news, Fog.

Wyatt Earp killed George

in a gun fight about 20 minutes ago. You see him do it?

No, but I talked to a fella who was there.

Earp got him in the stomach.

He was dead when they carried him into Doc's.

Still sounds too good to be true.

Maybe a few of us better ride in to Wichita

and make sure.

You stay here.

You have to get back to work, Uncle Tad.

I'll be all right.

Your folks shouldn't of left you

to go through all this alone, Miss Mamie.

Oh, they'll be here. They're just late.

You better hurry along now.

And thank you for... for everything.

Good-bye, George.

I reckon you're the gal

that George got himself killed over.

Uh, we've come to pay our respects.

I'm sure you did.

Why don't we take a look, Fog?

Maybe Earp got the wrong man.

Yeah, he may not even really be dead.

Uh, just...

step aside ma'am.

Aren't you satisfied?

Haven't you done enough to us already?

Well, now, you just step aside, ma'am.

And I'll put a few more slugs in there.

MacMurray, put your gun away.

Take your men outta town.

All right, son.

Congratulations on a good job.

Oh, Wyatt.

It's all right now, ma'am.

Everything's gonna be all right.

♪ Well, he cleaned up the country ♪

♪ The old Wild West country ♪

♪ He made law and order prevail ♪

♪ And none can deny it ♪

♪ The legend of Wyatt ♪

♪ Forever will live on the trail ♪

♪ Oh, Wyatt Earp, Wyatt Earp ♪

♪ Brave, courageous, and bold ♪

♪ Long live his fame and long live his glory ♪

♪ And long may his story be told ♪

♪ Long may his story ♪

♪ Be told ♪