The Life and Legend of Wyatt Earp (1955–1961): Season 2, Episode 22 - Siege at Little Alamo - full transcript
Due to their experience with Earp in California, Wells Fargo asks Earp to help stop the Curly Bill Brocius gang. They are hitting the stage near the station Little Alamo. Earp decides to have them publish the fact he is going there alone to confront the gang. His plan is to have a posse come meet him when a stage is late hoping to hold the gang off until the posse arrives. The stage arrives with the driver and shotgun rider dead but with the gold. The four passengers refuse to leave the station believing they are safer there. However, Earp refuses to give up the money and he believes Curly Bill will want to take the young woman as well. The passenger Mr. Eckart helps Earp until he is severely wounded. The other male passenger Mr. Jones tries to hand over the gold but is killed for his effort. The station manager Mr. Todd helps Earp fight the gang until he is wounded in the shoulder. The young woman seeing a chance knocks Earp out with a rifle and hands the money over. They are going to take her as well until Mr. Todd wounds Curly Bill and they spot the posse arriving. The gang runs leaving the girl but with the money and leaving Earp disappointed.
♪ Wyatt Earp, Wyatt Earp! ♪
♪ Brave, courageous and bold ♪
♪ Long live his fame and long live his glory ♪
♪ And long may his story be told ♪
Wyatt Earp's relations with the Wells Fargo Bank
and Express Company began when he was a young sprout in California
riding shotgun for Wells Fargo on a dangerous line
from the gold fields.
Not a single stage under Wyatt's guard was ever held up.
Long after Wyatt had left the company's employ, he was remembered by Wells Fargo
and often asked to help with special agents on a tough case.
As Marshal of Dodge City, Wyatt was appealed to by Wells Fargo
with word that a gang of outlaws lead by Curly Bill Brocius
was holding up at a desolate station
called the Little Alamo.
Hold it!
Put your hands up! Throw that gun down!
Keep 'em up. Get the moneybag. Get the passengers' money.
Dutch, cover the door to that depot. Give me that moneybag.
Don't you try to shoot 'em.
No, can't take a chance on getting the passengers hurt.
My orders say
for me to see Wyatt Earp in Dodge City.
Wyatt Earp, huh?
Wells Fargo wants to turn this case over to him.
Let me see that.
Let's ride! Come on!
Now here's Little Alamo 40 miles south of Dodge.
Right on the edge of the Bushwhacker Country.
This Curly Bill Brocius and his gang have pulled three holdups
in the last month. They got a camp in Bushwhacker.
I'm afraid it'd take a small Army to run 'em out.
It's my job to help go after them.
Now the company asked me to go as a personal favor.
I owe Wells Fargo for giving me a job
when everybody else said I was too much of a kid.
Now you oughta be able to understand that. Mr. Masterson.
Yeah, I sure do.
You and Mr. Dunbar will have a crack at him.
I'll just be a chunk of live bait trying to lure Curly.
And his boys out in the open.
I want you to put a piece in the newspaper
saying that I've gone to the Little Alamo
to investigate the holdups.
And tip Curly Bill off? They'll bushwhack you, Wyatt.
I think Curly's too much of a showoff for that.
He'll probably stage another holdup right under my nose.
You know him better than I do.
Where do we come in? I don't like the idea of you going alone.
You stand by here with the deputies
and I'll either send you a message.
Or the next stage will be late in arriving in Dodge.
If it is late, don't waste any time.
That'll mean I'm in trouble and need help fast.
I'm gonna try to lure Curly out in the open, Mr. Dunbar.
So you can nab the whole gang.
But be sure and not get over anxious and spoil the game.
A good fisherman always lets the bait wiggle for a little while.
Now let's see what you gonna put in the newspaper.
Hey, Dutch, what's the hurry?
Why do you carry it in a boot?
Don't ask me why. I have for years.
It's just one of those things.
Hey, boss, look at this.
What is it? What's the matter?
That bigheaded Earp, who does he think he is?
Maybe we can head him off before he gets to Little Alamo.
No, we'll get the noon stage and laugh at him.
No, I don't know.
Don't be stupid. Earp's trying to bluff us.
He wouldn't come down here all by himself.
So we're calling his bluff, cold Turkey.
Let's ride!
Good morning.
Howdy.
Howdy.
Stage ain't due for 10 or 15 minutes yet.
Hey, are you Johnny law?
Mm-hmm. Marshal over at Dodge City.
Deputy United States Marshal. Name's Earp.
Hey, now what are you doing down here?
Are you working for the company? You come here alone?
That's right. You must be Mr. Todd.
Yeah, and you must be a fool.
Curley and his boys are working this here stretch of road.
You need a posse or the 7th Cavalry.
Now that settles it.
I've been threatening to quit this job for 27 years.
Now I'm quitting.
Suit yourself.
Oh, I've heard about you. Considerable man.
You're fast with them guns.
But I ain't staying here to see you get killed.
My back ain't strong, and I won't dig your grave.
Wells Fargo! Ha!
Too cheap to send a posse!
Mr. Dunbar says that Curly Brocius works close to this station.
Close? They rode right up to the front door
and took the cash bag off of number 7.
Seeing as you're quitting, I guess I better ride out and meet the stage.
Tell them to go right on through. What?
You don't expect the company to provide you with transportation, do you?
After almost 30 years?
Man doesn't quit his station till his relief comes.
You can walk.
It ain't healthy around here, Marshal.
I could get killed along with you.
Sure, you take that chance so just walk away from it.
They told me you were a mighty coldhearted man.
Come on, I gotta ride to meet the stage.
No, you ain't. Here she comes.
Come on, get outside. Watch your step down.
You'll be all right. Mother, it's all right.
She'll be all right. Take her inside.
How far back did they jump you?
Two or three miles. I don't know.
I know. It was right within sight of this station.
They killed the guard. They stopped the driver.
They robbed us, sir, robbed us.
All right, get inside. They may come back.
Wells Fargo, I'll sue them for this.
All right, just get inside.
Miller, Reagan, friends of mine, both dead.
I'm sorry, Mr. Todd. Can you go get my rifle and saddlebag off my horse?
Thank you.
Here, Marshal.
They ain't got the moneybag this time.
They'll probably come back for it.
No, no, I can drive.
You ride shotgun then get out of here.
Well, with all those people maybe that's best.
We gotta hurry, Marshal. You go get them passengers and I'll change the team.
We can't wait for that.
Those horses can last to the cross-river station.
Here, you put this back under the floor boards and then keep a lookout.
I'm sorry, folks, but we should be hitting the road.
Mr. Todd will drive and I'll ride shotgun.
Indeed. Who are you?
My name's Earp. I'm a Marshal at Dodge City.
I see the star.
Why didn't you stop this? And why aren't you out chasing those robbers?
You know, you people being here, make it a little awkward.
I think the best move is to get you to Dodge City.
Not me. I stay right here till Wells Fargo
sends a posse to guard us.
My mother isn't fit to travel, Mr. Earp.
We'll wait for a posse to guard us just as Mr. Jones said.
I'm sorry, ma'am. We can't do that.
What? They didn't get the moneybag.
It was hidden beneath the floorboards. It was?
That's right, and I think they'll come back for it.
All right, give it to them.
I can't do that, either.
No, if we stay, I'll have to bring the money in here.
If they come after it, I'm gonna have to try and fight them off.
That's nonsense.
Preposterous. Young man, I have already risked my life once.
Let 'em take the money. It's insured.
How do you vote, mister?
I'm staying here, friend.
All right. I can't force you to run for it.
Marshal, we shouldn't waste a second.
These people insist on staying here.
I'll go get the money.
You silly fools. He offered to run you out of danger.
You can't stay here. Why not?
Curley Brocius is coming. Earp will turn this place into a Fort.
That's stupid. All he has to do is give them the money.
You don't know him. Earp's a fighting man
and he'll stay here and protect that money
until the last one of us is killed.
You sure that's Wyatt?
Don't nobody else dress that way or walk that way.
It's too good to be true.
Must be a trap of some kind.
Tell the boys to surround the depot and start a sniping fire.
Bar the doors. You people get in the other room.
I demand that you give those men that money.
- Hey, Marshal.
- Yeah.
Gimme a gun. I'll cover the other side.
They're too far away for pistol range.
Old man Todd's got a buffalo gun in the back room.
Maybe he'll lend it to you.
Fine.
Where's your gun, Pop?
What do you want it for?
The Marshal needs help.
I don't lend my gun to nobody.
All right, hold fire!
What's that about?
Is that a flag of truce?
That's right. What do they want?
He wants the money and you.
Me?
Yeah, Curly likes women.
All right, start talking. I'm listening.
Curley said throw the bag of money out here.
He wants the girl out here, too.
Then he'll let you all go.
You ride back and tell Curly
he's a liar.
Tell him anything he wants in here he's gonna have to try and take it.
Have it your way, Earp, if you can.
Why don't you give him the money?
What a man comes after with a gun, I don't give.
They agreed to let us go.
You're risking all our lives.
Where are you from?
Los Angeles.
It's in California.
Yeah, I know. My folks are from San Bernardino.
How very interesting.
Is it you just like to fight?
Nothing you said so far makes any sense to me.
Mama can't stand much more of this. She's got a weak heart.
You want some water?
What would your mother think if Curly Bill came and got you?
Even an outlaw wouldn't do that.
You're trying to frighten me with cheap melodrama.
You're from Los Angeles. You know outlaws a lot better than I do.
You better go take care of your mother.
The old man wouldn't give it to me, so I took it.
You better make sure it doesn't blow my arm off.
Yeah.
It's in good condition.
You ever fire one of these sharps before?
No, just a Winchester.
I'll take this. You can use mine.
About four shells left in it.
Some extra ones over in the saddlebag.
By the way, what's your name?
Eckert. I gamble for a living.
If you call this living.
At least it's a gamble.
How do you figure?
If we can hold out for a couple more hours,
there'll be a posse coming from Dodge.
They were supposed to start as soon as they see the stage is late.
Why didn't you explain this before?
We'll be needing water.
I'll try and get to the well. Give me that rope.
We'll go out the side door. You cover me.
Ready?
Let's go.
Mr. Eckert, what's wrong?
Go get a blanket or something.
He's dead, and it's all your fault.
I'll take the blame, but not from you.
Mr. Eckert was a brave man.
I said get a blanket.
All you have to do is stick that gun in his back.
Then I'll grab the moneybag and throw it out the door.
I don't know. Well, give me the gun.
No, you handle it.
That's the Wells Fargo bag.
It's all right for a man to quit like I done,
but it ain't right to give outlaws Wells Fargo money.
Mr. Todd, cover the rest of the depot.
Hang it all.
Bring that gun out here. I can use it.
Filthy outlaws.
Get on back here!
Don't shoot, don't shoot! Here's the money. You can have it.
He gave them the moneybag.
The dirty thieves.
Let me do that, Mr. Todd.
Do you mind?
No, go ahead.
Help yourself.
There's just about enough of those cartridges left for one more time.
There may not be a next time.
I'll go visit with your mother.
Is this from a bullet?
Yeah. They ruined a good boot, too.
Why do you keep on with this?
'Cause there's nothing else to do.
You know, one more attack and that'll be it.
No, there's a posse on its way.
Oh, sure.
Maybe Curly Bill's had enough.
I don't understand any of this.
Two men killed on a stage.
Poor Mr. Eckert and Mr. Jones.
Just to save a rich company a few thousand dollars.
Look, I tried to explain it to you the best way I know how.
If it isn't the money, why didn't you throw out the bag
as Mr. Jones tried to do?
Throw you out, too? Yes.
That'll prove the whole thing was unnecessary.
In fact, I'll take the bag myself.
No, you stay here and the money stays here.
You're a stubborn fool.
We'll all be killed.
There are worse things than being killed.
You don't crawl before an outlaw like Curly Bill.
You do that and the next thing you know he's taken over the whole country.
Let him. What's a few square miles of brush and boulders?
A lot more than you'll ever understand.
How we doing?
We lost three boys. Three more shot up pretty bad.
You wanna try it again, Curly?
I want Earp dead.
And I want that girl alive. Ha!
They're coming again.
This time let 'em get real close.
I don't suppose you care, but my mother is very ill. She's in a faint.
Throw some water on her face.
All right, let 'em have it.
If we keep up this galloping, we're gonna kill some horses.
I don't see anything of the stage, bat.
I'm sure Earp's in trouble.
All right, we'll ride 'em till they drop. Come on!
Blast it all, Marshal. I'm out of shells.
Here, use this one.
Thanks.
Long hours and low pay,
30 years of it.
And now I'm supposed to...
Got you in the shoulder. Here. Put your hand on that.
You'll be all right. That's it. Press it hard.
That's it. Press hard.
Hold it. Get off your horses. We'll move in on foot.
You needn't be afraid.
Mr. Earp and Mr. Todd aren't able to shoot anymore.
Here's the money.
My mother's ill.
I've got to get back to her.
Hold it. Grab her.
Curley, let's get out of here. There's a posse coming.
Don't get nervous. I want Earp, too.
Take care of this.
Is Earp dead?
Yes, you blasted murderer.
I'll take a look.
You stupid old man.
Grandpa shot me!
There's no time. That posse's three minutes away!
Bring the girl along. We gotta ride fast.
Turn her loose. We got the money. That's the main thing.
Let's go!
You are the meanest and the stupidest gal I ever met up with.
Yes, I guess you're right.
Where's Curly? He just rode off.
Didn't he want you? The posse's coming.
Watch that arm.
Here you go, Mr. Todd. Thanks.
Come on, ma'am. Thank you, Mr. Earp.
Watch yourself.
You're a brave man, Mr. Earp.
But I still say it wasn't worth dying for.
I guess I'm old-fashioned. Come on.
See you in Dodge, Wyatt. Right, sir.
All right, Charlie.
Mr. Dunbar doesn't blame you.
No, well, he should.
Let Curly Brocius get away with the money and back into bushwhacking.
They sure named this station right
when they called it the Little Alamo.
There ain't many of the alamo kind of people left.
I think we better start raising a crop like them again.
The alamo was a prayer.
And all you can say after a prayer is amen.
Come on, let's ride.
♪ 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 ♪
♪ Brave, courageous and bold ♪
♪ Long live his fame and long live his glory ♪
♪ And long may his story be told ♪
Wyatt Earp's relations with the Wells Fargo Bank
and Express Company began when he was a young sprout in California
riding shotgun for Wells Fargo on a dangerous line
from the gold fields.
Not a single stage under Wyatt's guard was ever held up.
Long after Wyatt had left the company's employ, he was remembered by Wells Fargo
and often asked to help with special agents on a tough case.
As Marshal of Dodge City, Wyatt was appealed to by Wells Fargo
with word that a gang of outlaws lead by Curly Bill Brocius
was holding up at a desolate station
called the Little Alamo.
Hold it!
Put your hands up! Throw that gun down!
Keep 'em up. Get the moneybag. Get the passengers' money.
Dutch, cover the door to that depot. Give me that moneybag.
Don't you try to shoot 'em.
No, can't take a chance on getting the passengers hurt.
My orders say
for me to see Wyatt Earp in Dodge City.
Wyatt Earp, huh?
Wells Fargo wants to turn this case over to him.
Let me see that.
Let's ride! Come on!
Now here's Little Alamo 40 miles south of Dodge.
Right on the edge of the Bushwhacker Country.
This Curly Bill Brocius and his gang have pulled three holdups
in the last month. They got a camp in Bushwhacker.
I'm afraid it'd take a small Army to run 'em out.
It's my job to help go after them.
Now the company asked me to go as a personal favor.
I owe Wells Fargo for giving me a job
when everybody else said I was too much of a kid.
Now you oughta be able to understand that. Mr. Masterson.
Yeah, I sure do.
You and Mr. Dunbar will have a crack at him.
I'll just be a chunk of live bait trying to lure Curly.
And his boys out in the open.
I want you to put a piece in the newspaper
saying that I've gone to the Little Alamo
to investigate the holdups.
And tip Curly Bill off? They'll bushwhack you, Wyatt.
I think Curly's too much of a showoff for that.
He'll probably stage another holdup right under my nose.
You know him better than I do.
Where do we come in? I don't like the idea of you going alone.
You stand by here with the deputies
and I'll either send you a message.
Or the next stage will be late in arriving in Dodge.
If it is late, don't waste any time.
That'll mean I'm in trouble and need help fast.
I'm gonna try to lure Curly out in the open, Mr. Dunbar.
So you can nab the whole gang.
But be sure and not get over anxious and spoil the game.
A good fisherman always lets the bait wiggle for a little while.
Now let's see what you gonna put in the newspaper.
Hey, Dutch, what's the hurry?
Why do you carry it in a boot?
Don't ask me why. I have for years.
It's just one of those things.
Hey, boss, look at this.
What is it? What's the matter?
That bigheaded Earp, who does he think he is?
Maybe we can head him off before he gets to Little Alamo.
No, we'll get the noon stage and laugh at him.
No, I don't know.
Don't be stupid. Earp's trying to bluff us.
He wouldn't come down here all by himself.
So we're calling his bluff, cold Turkey.
Let's ride!
Good morning.
Howdy.
Howdy.
Stage ain't due for 10 or 15 minutes yet.
Hey, are you Johnny law?
Mm-hmm. Marshal over at Dodge City.
Deputy United States Marshal. Name's Earp.
Hey, now what are you doing down here?
Are you working for the company? You come here alone?
That's right. You must be Mr. Todd.
Yeah, and you must be a fool.
Curley and his boys are working this here stretch of road.
You need a posse or the 7th Cavalry.
Now that settles it.
I've been threatening to quit this job for 27 years.
Now I'm quitting.
Suit yourself.
Oh, I've heard about you. Considerable man.
You're fast with them guns.
But I ain't staying here to see you get killed.
My back ain't strong, and I won't dig your grave.
Wells Fargo! Ha!
Too cheap to send a posse!
Mr. Dunbar says that Curly Brocius works close to this station.
Close? They rode right up to the front door
and took the cash bag off of number 7.
Seeing as you're quitting, I guess I better ride out and meet the stage.
Tell them to go right on through. What?
You don't expect the company to provide you with transportation, do you?
After almost 30 years?
Man doesn't quit his station till his relief comes.
You can walk.
It ain't healthy around here, Marshal.
I could get killed along with you.
Sure, you take that chance so just walk away from it.
They told me you were a mighty coldhearted man.
Come on, I gotta ride to meet the stage.
No, you ain't. Here she comes.
Come on, get outside. Watch your step down.
You'll be all right. Mother, it's all right.
She'll be all right. Take her inside.
How far back did they jump you?
Two or three miles. I don't know.
I know. It was right within sight of this station.
They killed the guard. They stopped the driver.
They robbed us, sir, robbed us.
All right, get inside. They may come back.
Wells Fargo, I'll sue them for this.
All right, just get inside.
Miller, Reagan, friends of mine, both dead.
I'm sorry, Mr. Todd. Can you go get my rifle and saddlebag off my horse?
Thank you.
Here, Marshal.
They ain't got the moneybag this time.
They'll probably come back for it.
No, no, I can drive.
You ride shotgun then get out of here.
Well, with all those people maybe that's best.
We gotta hurry, Marshal. You go get them passengers and I'll change the team.
We can't wait for that.
Those horses can last to the cross-river station.
Here, you put this back under the floor boards and then keep a lookout.
I'm sorry, folks, but we should be hitting the road.
Mr. Todd will drive and I'll ride shotgun.
Indeed. Who are you?
My name's Earp. I'm a Marshal at Dodge City.
I see the star.
Why didn't you stop this? And why aren't you out chasing those robbers?
You know, you people being here, make it a little awkward.
I think the best move is to get you to Dodge City.
Not me. I stay right here till Wells Fargo
sends a posse to guard us.
My mother isn't fit to travel, Mr. Earp.
We'll wait for a posse to guard us just as Mr. Jones said.
I'm sorry, ma'am. We can't do that.
What? They didn't get the moneybag.
It was hidden beneath the floorboards. It was?
That's right, and I think they'll come back for it.
All right, give it to them.
I can't do that, either.
No, if we stay, I'll have to bring the money in here.
If they come after it, I'm gonna have to try and fight them off.
That's nonsense.
Preposterous. Young man, I have already risked my life once.
Let 'em take the money. It's insured.
How do you vote, mister?
I'm staying here, friend.
All right. I can't force you to run for it.
Marshal, we shouldn't waste a second.
These people insist on staying here.
I'll go get the money.
You silly fools. He offered to run you out of danger.
You can't stay here. Why not?
Curley Brocius is coming. Earp will turn this place into a Fort.
That's stupid. All he has to do is give them the money.
You don't know him. Earp's a fighting man
and he'll stay here and protect that money
until the last one of us is killed.
You sure that's Wyatt?
Don't nobody else dress that way or walk that way.
It's too good to be true.
Must be a trap of some kind.
Tell the boys to surround the depot and start a sniping fire.
Bar the doors. You people get in the other room.
I demand that you give those men that money.
- Hey, Marshal.
- Yeah.
Gimme a gun. I'll cover the other side.
They're too far away for pistol range.
Old man Todd's got a buffalo gun in the back room.
Maybe he'll lend it to you.
Fine.
Where's your gun, Pop?
What do you want it for?
The Marshal needs help.
I don't lend my gun to nobody.
All right, hold fire!
What's that about?
Is that a flag of truce?
That's right. What do they want?
He wants the money and you.
Me?
Yeah, Curly likes women.
All right, start talking. I'm listening.
Curley said throw the bag of money out here.
He wants the girl out here, too.
Then he'll let you all go.
You ride back and tell Curly
he's a liar.
Tell him anything he wants in here he's gonna have to try and take it.
Have it your way, Earp, if you can.
Why don't you give him the money?
What a man comes after with a gun, I don't give.
They agreed to let us go.
You're risking all our lives.
Where are you from?
Los Angeles.
It's in California.
Yeah, I know. My folks are from San Bernardino.
How very interesting.
Is it you just like to fight?
Nothing you said so far makes any sense to me.
Mama can't stand much more of this. She's got a weak heart.
You want some water?
What would your mother think if Curly Bill came and got you?
Even an outlaw wouldn't do that.
You're trying to frighten me with cheap melodrama.
You're from Los Angeles. You know outlaws a lot better than I do.
You better go take care of your mother.
The old man wouldn't give it to me, so I took it.
You better make sure it doesn't blow my arm off.
Yeah.
It's in good condition.
You ever fire one of these sharps before?
No, just a Winchester.
I'll take this. You can use mine.
About four shells left in it.
Some extra ones over in the saddlebag.
By the way, what's your name?
Eckert. I gamble for a living.
If you call this living.
At least it's a gamble.
How do you figure?
If we can hold out for a couple more hours,
there'll be a posse coming from Dodge.
They were supposed to start as soon as they see the stage is late.
Why didn't you explain this before?
We'll be needing water.
I'll try and get to the well. Give me that rope.
We'll go out the side door. You cover me.
Ready?
Let's go.
Mr. Eckert, what's wrong?
Go get a blanket or something.
He's dead, and it's all your fault.
I'll take the blame, but not from you.
Mr. Eckert was a brave man.
I said get a blanket.
All you have to do is stick that gun in his back.
Then I'll grab the moneybag and throw it out the door.
I don't know. Well, give me the gun.
No, you handle it.
That's the Wells Fargo bag.
It's all right for a man to quit like I done,
but it ain't right to give outlaws Wells Fargo money.
Mr. Todd, cover the rest of the depot.
Hang it all.
Bring that gun out here. I can use it.
Filthy outlaws.
Get on back here!
Don't shoot, don't shoot! Here's the money. You can have it.
He gave them the moneybag.
The dirty thieves.
Let me do that, Mr. Todd.
Do you mind?
No, go ahead.
Help yourself.
There's just about enough of those cartridges left for one more time.
There may not be a next time.
I'll go visit with your mother.
Is this from a bullet?
Yeah. They ruined a good boot, too.
Why do you keep on with this?
'Cause there's nothing else to do.
You know, one more attack and that'll be it.
No, there's a posse on its way.
Oh, sure.
Maybe Curly Bill's had enough.
I don't understand any of this.
Two men killed on a stage.
Poor Mr. Eckert and Mr. Jones.
Just to save a rich company a few thousand dollars.
Look, I tried to explain it to you the best way I know how.
If it isn't the money, why didn't you throw out the bag
as Mr. Jones tried to do?
Throw you out, too? Yes.
That'll prove the whole thing was unnecessary.
In fact, I'll take the bag myself.
No, you stay here and the money stays here.
You're a stubborn fool.
We'll all be killed.
There are worse things than being killed.
You don't crawl before an outlaw like Curly Bill.
You do that and the next thing you know he's taken over the whole country.
Let him. What's a few square miles of brush and boulders?
A lot more than you'll ever understand.
How we doing?
We lost three boys. Three more shot up pretty bad.
You wanna try it again, Curly?
I want Earp dead.
And I want that girl alive. Ha!
They're coming again.
This time let 'em get real close.
I don't suppose you care, but my mother is very ill. She's in a faint.
Throw some water on her face.
All right, let 'em have it.
If we keep up this galloping, we're gonna kill some horses.
I don't see anything of the stage, bat.
I'm sure Earp's in trouble.
All right, we'll ride 'em till they drop. Come on!
Blast it all, Marshal. I'm out of shells.
Here, use this one.
Thanks.
Long hours and low pay,
30 years of it.
And now I'm supposed to...
Got you in the shoulder. Here. Put your hand on that.
You'll be all right. That's it. Press it hard.
That's it. Press hard.
Hold it. Get off your horses. We'll move in on foot.
You needn't be afraid.
Mr. Earp and Mr. Todd aren't able to shoot anymore.
Here's the money.
My mother's ill.
I've got to get back to her.
Hold it. Grab her.
Curley, let's get out of here. There's a posse coming.
Don't get nervous. I want Earp, too.
Take care of this.
Is Earp dead?
Yes, you blasted murderer.
I'll take a look.
You stupid old man.
Grandpa shot me!
There's no time. That posse's three minutes away!
Bring the girl along. We gotta ride fast.
Turn her loose. We got the money. That's the main thing.
Let's go!
You are the meanest and the stupidest gal I ever met up with.
Yes, I guess you're right.
Where's Curly? He just rode off.
Didn't he want you? The posse's coming.
Watch that arm.
Here you go, Mr. Todd. Thanks.
Come on, ma'am. Thank you, Mr. Earp.
Watch yourself.
You're a brave man, Mr. Earp.
But I still say it wasn't worth dying for.
I guess I'm old-fashioned. Come on.
See you in Dodge, Wyatt. Right, sir.
All right, Charlie.
Mr. Dunbar doesn't blame you.
No, well, he should.
Let Curly Brocius get away with the money and back into bushwhacking.
They sure named this station right
when they called it the Little Alamo.
There ain't many of the alamo kind of people left.
I think we better start raising a crop like them again.
The alamo was a prayer.
And all you can say after a prayer is amen.
Come on, let's ride.
♪ 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 ♪