The Life and Legend of Wyatt Earp (1955–1961): Season 1, Episode 21 - Mr. Cousin and Mr. Brother - full transcript

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In 1875, while Wyatt Earp was Marshal of Wichita,

many Indian tribes like the Commanches, the Apaches, and the Sioux,

had refused to make peace with the United States government.

This warfare was to reach its climax a year later,

when the Sioux and their allies massacred General George Custer

and his men in the Battle of the Little Bighorn.

But for many months prior to this tragedy,



renegades were selling contraband rifles to the unclassified tribes.

You Marshal Earp?

Yes, sir.

Captain Benteen, the Seventh Cavalry.

What can I do for you, sir?

Here's a message from two Indian friends of yours.

The Indian carrying it was wounded.

Our patrol found him.

Oh, it's for Mr. Brother and Mr. Cousin.

Sit down.

Thank you.

They've been, uh...very good friends.

We feel the same way about them, Mr. Earp.

We've used them as scouts.



Now they've been lost by the Hoss Daggett gang.

If we read the message right.

The Daggetts operate in Oklahoma territory, don't they?

Wasn’t the Army doing something about this?

We've signed peace treaties with the Cheyennes, the Pawnees and the Osage.

Washington doesn't want us to go into Oklahoma territory with troops.

The Indians would resent it.

But it's, uh...all right for me to go in there, huh?

That's why I'm here.

The General wants to deputize you as United States Marshal.

Now you'll need a good posse.

The Daggetts never have less than 50 guns in their outfit.

Now, this is merely an official request, not an order, Mr. Earp.

Not that we feel that you lack the experience.

Captain, when you have friends that are in trouble,

you try and help them.

I'm just wondering...

how I could grab them.

No, we don't know.

Except that it must be a big medicine.

Plus, Daggett isn't holding the brother of Yellow Hand and the cousin of Many Battles

without a very serious reason.

Hoss is liable to get himself scalped.

Well, I'm glad you realize this isn't a new ten-teepee affair, Mr. Earp.

Your friends may have extremely valuable information.

Also, we can't have Yellow Hand and Many Battles on the warpath.

But, uh...as I said,

if you feel that a man with more experience...

No, I'll go.

Uh, you got the paper deputizing me?

Right here.

The government will pay for your posse and all necessary expenses.

Good.

I'll go tonight.

That soon?

Well,

the General's usually right.

He says that when two smart Indians appeal to a white man for help,

they usually pick the best one they know.

Good luck, Mr. Earp.

Thank you, Captain.

Jus' a minute.

Jus' a minute. Bring those back.

Come on, Doc, get out of the way, will ya? It's really heavy.

I know, 'cause it's valuable, too.

Put it down there, Wyatt.

I want to talk to ya.

Oh, now, come on. We've been through this before.

Yeah, I know.

You're a pretty fast talker, Wyatt.

I say, the more I think about your idea, the less I like it.

What's goin' on, Doc?

Moving.

Moving!

No, but I might as well be movin'.

I let this crazy man talk me out of $850

of good, fresh meat.

Well, it sounds like a story here.

Earp?

It's nothing for publication.

It's a government job.

I'm taking this medicine into the Oklahoma territory.

He's not only committing suicide, he admit it.

Come on, let's hear it.

All right, Mr. Brother and Mr. Cousin are in trouble.

Who?

The two Indian friends of mine.

And they got themselves nabbed by the Hoss Daggett gang.

Why all the medicine?

I'm gonna go in there disguised as a patent medicine doctor.

It's the only way I can get in the Daggett camp.

Pretty risky to try and save two Indians.

I not only lose my medicine, but I also lose my

good and former friend, Wyatt Earp.

Oh, don't give me that stuff.

You know this hogwash isn't worth a cent, and you know it.

All the drug houses send him free samples.

Only 5% are free samples.

Besides, who's going to believe you're a doctor?

You know, you look terrible.

I feel terrible.

Oh, stop that.

That's the way you hypnotized me into
agreeing to do this thing to the first place.

Don't move!

Friend, this is your lucky day.

Yes, sir. Come in a little closer.

Now this is your lucky day, sir, because I am going to give you absolutely free

one large size bottle of Dr. Liver Moore's kidney remedy.

Oh, now don't thank me, sir. No, sir.

After all, I always say, what's money compared to a happy kidney?

Oh, if I can save you, sir.

Uh, what's the best of it?

If I can save you, I will not have passed this way in vain.

Oh, yeah. If I can save you, I would not have passed this way in vain.

That's good, Wyatt.

Very funny, if it weren't so tragic.

I've written columns about the Daggetts, Wyatt.

They're real bad people.

That's right.

You tell him.

If you must go, take a posse.

Oh, no posse.

What did those Indians ever do to justify your risking your life?

I...tracked Bill and Ben Thompson in
Bushwhack, a country near Ellsworth once.

They risked their lives.

I can hire Indians to track anybody anywhere for $5.

I ain't going to let you do it, Wyatt.

There's nothing you can do to stop me.

Sir, I've been deputized United States
Marshal and I have the authority to seize any

supplies that I deem necessary
for the performance of my duty.

You're going to beat me down with words again, huh?

Look, why don't you just consider it as a loan?

I have to sell any of that stuff to make it look
legitimate while you'll be getting all the proceeds.

It is, of course, providing that, uh...as
you say, that medicine is harmless.

What? Why, I'll take a jolt out of
each and every one of these bottles.

It's 90% grain alcohol.

Get me a spoon.

Never mind. I-I take your word for it.

What's in the other 10%?

Aluminum and quinine.

It won't cure anybody.

But I won't kill 'em, either.

Come on. Let's get on with our loading.

You want to help, Mr. Murdoch?

Wouldn't dare say, "no".

Be care of the way you handle that one.

Full of Laudanum.

La-what?

Laudanum. A sleeping potion.

That and the whole country'll go to sleep.

Well, that's good to know.

Oh, uh...how do I distinguish it?

You distinguish it by the white line on the outside of the box,

and on the inside the bottles are labeled.

That's the post-insomnia remedy.

Well, I can't leave that one behind.

You ain't leavin' anything behind.

still feel bad.

Yes.

Stomach.

Why don't they try some of the whiskey? Too

He's sick.

Mr. Daggett.

You let me go for doctor.

Oh, I've already sent for one.

It's a long trip.

First, you get the miseries, Cousin, and now Brother.

A suspicious man who wasn't your friend might think you were fooling.

No.

True.

Time's awful short.

You're holding up a big deal on them rifles.

Anything wrong with the deal, Cousin?

Him say, go north, talk to Sitting Bull.

Tell Sitting Bull you have many rifles.

Good rifles. Winchesters.

Sitting Bull friend with my cousin, Many Battles.

He is Friend with his brother, Yellow Hand.

But Sitting Bull...

not your friend, Mr. Daggett.

We've been over all that before.

I never cheated Sitting Bull.

If he bought cheap trade guns, it blew up.

He didn't buy them from me.

Sioux people angry.

You cheat them? I pay.

He pay.

I told you, the rifles are good.

You show me rifles, Mr. Daggett

You calling me a liar?

No.

I asked to see rifles, two, three day now I ask.

How do I know you'll go through with your part of the deal?

You might tell the soldiers...

We are two. Long way from our people.

You have many fighter.

We don't want to die.

All right, I'll show you the rifles.

Hey!

Howdy.

Howdy.

Ain't you Doc Sybil?

Brand name's Doctor Turner, but I'd be very happy to help all of you.

You carry Madam Porter's female tincture?

Madame Porter's uh...tincture?

Yeah.

Uh...well, I got the elixir, but not the uh...not the tincture.

Your wife in a dilapidated condition?

No wife, Doc.

Let me see the elixir.

You want to see the elixir?

Yes.

It's for her friend?

I got everything here you need.

Got open the boxes, though.

I got to keep them closed from banging around on the road.

oh!

Let's see, uh...

Ah, here we are.

First try.

Got a lot of boxes there.

Yeah, I think you like it.

This is strong as tincture?

Oh, it's much more powerful.

Well, yes, sir, friend, that's 90% pure grain alcohol.

Well, I'll give her a taste.

It'll cost you $0.50.

In advance?

Well, I'm not running a charity here.

No, sir.

It better be good.

Yeah. Thank you.

That's fine!

I knew you'd like it.

You got more?

Oh, I've got a lot more.

Well, anyway, I've been thinking of headin' in the Oklahoma Territory.

I understand they got

got quite a spell of Cholera morbus in the Nation.

Yep.

Got to sell to Daggett, too.

Daggett, what's that?

Old man Hoss Daggett and the crowd.

Sounds like outlaws.

I'm a great respecter of you travelin' doctors.

That's why I'm warning you.

Stay wide of the Daggetts.

Well, where did they hang out?

Oh, in the Dry Gulch section.

Just over the line.

You ought to go straight to Wewoka on a Cherokee trail.

I sure will, friend.

And I'm not looking for any trouble.

I sure do thank you for warning me.

Well, I guess I better be getting on.

Stop 'em.

Hold up.

Why are ya?

I'm Doctor Turner.

I'm sellin' medicine.

Just a patient medicine peddler.

So he says

Better take him in for Hoss to look at.

That's a nice team of horses he's driving.

Yeah.

You better be what you claim to be, Doc.

Old man Daggett don't like to be lied to.

Come on, get them going.

I hope you can help this one.

Ehh, cut it out.

This one's mine.

Oh, no. We missed the first pick.

Let loose o' that heart.

I'll be darned if I will.

Next time, I'll put one through your skull.

Now, water them horses good tie 'em up.

They're mine,

What do you call yourself?

Doctor Turner.

Daggett's the name. Horse Daggett.

You got no better sense

than to drive that dry gulch after dark?

I guess not.

Well, that's not bad stuff, that.

Quit that!

Well, we're not as bad as we're made out to be.

That's real nice to know.

You're a real doctor?

Just strayed in here by mistake, you can have your team back.

And I'll make the boys pay for the medicine they took.

Sounds fair enough.

Why, sure.

I got to be awful careful, Doc.

See, I'm kind of like your patients.

I hanker to keep on living.

I can't say I blame you for that.

Speaking of patients, I got a sick friend on my hands.

He's got miseries in his stomach.

Maybe I can help you.

'Course, you can't never tell about Indians.

Well, they might be faking.

Your friend Indian?

Sorry, that lets me out.

How's that?

Don't like Indians and I won't treat 'em.

Yeah?

Well, you're going to like this
one and you're going to doctor him.

I do a lot of business with Indians, Doc.

Get up.

I have friends in the shack.

He's got a pal with him.

We're payin' a call, Doc.

Here.

You're not gonna like it.

What's wrong with 'im?

Cholera morbus, I think.

Can't be appendix.

Stomach's not rigid.

I'd better go get some medicines.

You sure he ain't just putting on?

Look, like I told you, I don't like Indians, but this one's sick.

How sick?

Well, I don't know! What do you expect? The complete prognosis in 2 minutes?

Take it easy, Doc.

I just want for Brother to get well.

We've got a deal pending on...

Well, I don't care nothing about your deal, but if you want this man back up

on his feet, you're going to have to do like I tell you.

Sure, Doc.

Sure.

Just let me get my medicines.

Guard sleep. All sleep, except men on outpost.

Good.

Oh, uh...Mr. Brother not really sick, huh?

Ne-he. Ne.

Uh, see, se-mey.

Not le-com.

Not le-com et teh cowpi.

He says he knew our friend Mr. Earp would come.

He happy.

- Teh cowpi?
- Teh cowpi.

Assist you, teh gon begah. Loginah.

He wants to know when we kill Daggett.

Get away from here.

Well, you tell him I, uh...I haven't worked out a plan, yet.

But he should still play sick, but not so sick.

And that when Daggett comes, he should, uh...

stand up, but not be able to walk. You understand?

He wants to know where your gun is.

You tell him I got him hidden in the wagon.

And, uh, you also tell him tell him we can't

shoot our way out of here. There are too many men. We'll have to use some

kind of trick.

I'm going to try and get some shut eye.

I'll be back first thing come sun up.

You men try and get some sleep.

My good friends and

Hey, doc.

What you doing?

None of your business.

If you must know, I'm trying to find the right drug for your Indian.

Your men sure messed things up.

Ah, no need to get sore, Doc.

How is brother?

He's improving.

Just left me alone, I think I can get him cured in a few days.

All right Doc.

I'll turn in.

That's how much I trust you.

You better trust me.

Another 6 hours delay, and Brother'd been a dead Indian.

Irish talk.

Thanks.

Uh, good night there.

Doc in there?

Yeah, he's in there.

Hey, he does feel better.

I told you he did.

Come on.

Sit up.

See if you can walk.

You're one I.

Awful weak.

But we thank you for bringing good doctor.

We make deal.

Good.

Good. How soon will Brother be able to ride a horse?

Couple of days.

Not soon enough.

But we could travel north in wagon with good doctor.

You could, but you won't.

Hey, that's a good idea.

It's no idea at all.

In the first place, I don't travel with Indians.

And the second place I'm heading south, not north.

You're heading where I say, Doc.

Brother and Cousin have important business north.

Ah, I...

Don't be stupid.

I'm not going to go...

Shut up, doc.

Be a lot simpler if you fellas took that wagon without him.

No, Mr.

Mr. Brother too sick. May need doctor.

We wait?

Oh, no, no, no. We've wasted too much time already.

Doc'll go with you.

I'll send a couple of boys along to make him behave.

Good.

We start.

Giving you a break, Doc.

Brother and Cousin get to where they're going.

You can have your team and wagon.

You act real nice, you'll still be alive.

Thanks.

All right, let's get Brother in the wagon.

All right, fellows, get that blanket fixed.

Help Brother in that wagon.

Come on, Brother. Up you go.

Jack, you'll ride inside.

Ollie, ride your horse an outside guard.

Cousin, you'll drive. Doc will ride up front with you.

Go on, get in the wagon.

Don't worry about that.

He gives you any trouble, Jack'll give him a good pistol-whippin'.

Doctor smart man, Mr. Daggett.

He knows this only way he stay alive.

What's the matter with you?

I just want a drink. Do you mind? It's 90% alcohol.

Just one.

That's enough.

Get him out of here.

Mm hmm.

Daggett thought he got my only bottle.

Here's the Horse Daggett.

No, you don't. Give me that.

Smells like good liquor.

Hey, hold it up there.

Hey, Jack, give me a drink of that.

You don't want none of this. It smells better than it tastes.

I'll be the judge of that. Gimme!

Come on, come on.

Come on. give it back.

You don't want to get drunk on the job.

I'll tell Hoss.

Give me that bottle

All right, all right.

Come on, let's get going.

We've got a long way to go.

Come on, come on!

The laudanum worked.

You sleep nice.

Slow down.

I want to take care of Ollie.

Stop.

Pick up that horse.

Why you not shoot horse?

Never did nothing to me.

Neither did him.

Come on.

Let's get him off the wagon.

His brother is gone.

All right. Get 'em going.

That's Ollie's horse.

Something's happened, men.

Let's go.

Hi.

Hi.

Ai, those dirty, double-crossing red riders.

They must have been in cahoots with that doc all the time.

Doc and the Indians.

Get 'em!

We can't outrun them.

Where can we make our fight?

I'm sorry. We shoot from rocks.

Go ahead and turn.

Get down.

Doc.

Doc! You and them Indians

come out with your hands up.

All right, they don't think we're going to fight.

Let 'em work in close.

And then start shooting slow and steady.

You not shoot?

Oh, this is going to be your fight.

We thank you.

Let 'em have it.

This one's mine.

Bueno.

Let his men turn away.

I think we can go the rest of the way at a slow trot.

Howdy, Captain.

Halt!

Doc, you all right?

Sure.

We got a report of gunfire across the line. Was that you?

Yeah, we had a little run in with the Daggett gang.

They're camped in a dry gulch down there aways.

They have many rifles they plan to sell.

Sell where?

Up North. Sitting Bull.

Thank you.

That's all we need to know.

Good job, Marshal Earp.

Hayut...ho!

♪ 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 ♪