The Life and Legend of Wyatt Earp (1955–1961): Season 2, Episode 33 - Wyatt Meets Doc Holliday - full transcript

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A lot of historical nonsense has been written

about the friendship between Wyatt Earp

and Dr. John H. Holliday.

Doc has been called everything

from a horse thief to a bloody minded killer.

Many people criticized Wyatt Earp

for associating with Doc Holliday,



but none of them knew how this friendship began.

Doc Holliday runs a big-money card game.

He's got a sign that says for pikers to keep out.

So don't come cryin' to me.

If you've got a beef, take it up with Doc Holliday.

Well, then don't go makin' remarks about Doc.

He ain't been in good humor lately.

Good heavens! Not Wyatt Earp!

Put her there!

Ah, howdy, Mr. Shanssey.

I ain't seen you since the 4th of July, '68 in old Cheyenne.

Come off it! You didn't see me.

You were too busy lookin' at Mike Donovan's fists.

I can still feel 'em!



Well, he was a little too young for ya and too fast.

But you put up a mighty good fight!

No, sir. They never came any braver in the fightin' ring

than old John Shanssey.

Why, thanks, Wyatt! Uh, have a drink?

No.

Say, you didn't look me up after all these years

just to spread molasses.

You want something.

You know, you're right.

Yeah, I'm lookin' for a Dave Rudabaugh

or any of his crowd.

They've been robbin' Santa Fe payrolls.

Bat Masterson took a posse down to Texas after 'em,

but I got word that some of Rudabaugh's men

visit your camp occasionally.

Well, none that I know of for certain, Wyatt.

Well...

I, uh, heard you mention a Doc Holliday to that cattleman.

By any chance, you mean Dr. John H. Holliday

from Valdosta, Georgia?

Let's do ourselves a favor, Wyatt.

Leave Doc out of this.

The Santa Fe detectives told me that Doc Holliday

had a little row with one of Rudabaugh's boys in Dallas.

Well, Doc has rows with lots of people.

That don't mean he'd talk to ya.

Anyhow, I'm gonna ask him.

He ain't been feelin' well.

He's touchy as a rattler with a sore fang.

I'll tell you what.

Now, my barkeeper over in the tavern

knows one of the men you're after, Mike Roarke.

Thanks.

Mike is a chief gun for Rudabaugh.

Now, why don't you pretend to the barkeep'

that you want to send Mike a friendly tip.

Anything to start him talkin', understand?

What's your barkeep's name?

Tim Riley.

Tim Riley.

Well, I'll tell him that my name is Shamus McEarp.

Will I be after seein' ya, Shamus?

That you will.

There's a lawman in camp. He's headin' this way.

He wouldn't be after you, now would he, Grimes?

He better not be.

I need that shotgun, Riley.

All right, take it.

Medicine, Riley! Medicine!

Oh, sure! Sure, Doc.

Howdy! You Mr. Tim Riley?

I am.

Wonder if you could get a message to Mike for me.

Mike who?

Mike Roarke. He's a friend of mine...

Up with 'em! Quick!

Turn around.

Get his hands, Riley.

You're no friend of Mike's!

You want time to pray or you want it quick?

Hey, Skunky!

What?

You're Skunky Grimes.

Oh yeah. Yeah.

You owe me $50.

That's right, Doc. You lost so much weight, I...

Hey, you! Hit the floor!

My $50!

Your gun, sir.

Thank you!

I should be thankin' you, Dr. Holliday.

You pulled me out of a kind of tight spot.

You can't be a former patient of mine.

No, sir.

I thought not. My patients hate me!

Here's your guns, mister.

And I'd like to have my shotgun back.

I'm sorry, Marshal, but I had to go along with Skunky's play.

I understand.

Here, you keep this for me.

Throw some water on him and patch him up.

I will.

You mind telling me why you slid me your gun?

Ah! It would disillusion you, sir.

I'd still like to hear it.

Very well. Grimes owed me money.

If he had shot you, he'd have gone on the run.

As it turned out in this best of all possible worlds,

I got my money back and I didn't have to kill Grimes.

Ah! Now, if you'll excuse me, sir.

Would you tolerate one more question, Doctor?

One more.

Can you tell me where I can find Mike Roarke?

Hmm! I could but I won't!

All right, sir.

Hold on! What's your name?

Wyatt Earp.

And all the time I thought it was a fluke shot

you threw at Skunky.

Handsome...

fast with a gun and in the best of health.

Get out of my sight, son.

Well, if Doc won't talk about Roarke, that's it.

Well, didn't he do enough for ya?

I never heard of Doc Holliday

goin' out of his way to help a living soul!

Well, maybe you don't know him.

Huh! I know him as well as anyone does.

He's an ill-tempered, selfish fella.

Got a tongue rough as a number-5 file.

Is he sick?

Consumption.

That explains a lot, but it doesn't explain why...

Uh-oh!

The curse of the Irish!

Miss Kate! A plague on her!

Who is she?

Mrs. Holliday, Doc Holliday's wife.

I gotta make myself scarce.

Shanssey! No, you don't!

Stop right where you are!

Is Dr. Holliday here?

Yes'm.

Well, thanks for not lyin' to me.

What was the idea of sending back all of my letters

stamped "address unknown"?

Doc told me to.

All right, I need accommodations

for myself, my coachman and my maid.

How about it?

Now look, Mrs. Holliday, you and Doc been fightin'.

Now, don't get me mixed in any family quarrels.

That fight's all over with. All right, where do I stay?

Well, I'll have to ask Doc first.

You big coward!

Are you afraid of my husband?

No, ma'am.

Maybe you're not. Where'd you find him?

He's Wyatt Earp, Marshal of Dodge City.

Oh!

How do you and the Doctor get along?

Pretty well.

That's a break.

You're not afraid to deliver a message to him?

No, ma'am.

Just tell him I'm in town, with $30,000.

Will you do that?

And tell him he'd better act friendly toward me.

You better mention the name Mike Roarke.

That's a cinch to interest His Highness.

Shanssey, why don't you get some manners?

All right, drive on to the tavern.

I got a matter to discuss with you.

Don't you let him scare you about the Doctor!

You promise to deliver that message?

It'll be delivered, ma'am.

Good.

Drive on, James!

Yes, ma'am!

That woman's a hellion!

Yeah, she looks like she's a good match for the Doctor.

Well, I can't let tender passion

interfere with official business.

You really afraid of her?

That's like askin' me

if I'm scared of the White Witch of Kilkenny!

Four of spades, pay 4!

Nine of spades, pay 9!

It's a black 9!

Ace of hearts, pay the ace!

Three of diamonds, pay the 3.

You're on the wrong side of the table, aren't you?

I got a message from Mrs. Holliday.

Is she in town?

Hank, you take over. Backroom.

Your wife, uh, said to mention Mike Roarke.

She seemed to have some information about Roarke.

And I wanna give you fair notice, Doctor,

if you still refuse to talk, I'm gonna try

and get the information out of Mrs. Holliday.

You have a one-track mind.

Well, that's, uh...

that's my job, Doctor.

I was talkin' to Bill Tilghman

about you a couple of months ago.

He called you Deacon Earp.

Well, they elected me deacon of the church to keep order.

The law seems to be your religion.

So?

What a man believes is no business of mine.

Bill Tilghman says you're an honest man.

That's good enough for me,

or I wouldn't even bother with ya.

You want Roarke? So do I!

And I got first claim.

Why do you want him, Doctor?

Hmm! I'm not in the witness chair!

All I ask is first crack at Roarke!

You wanna kill him?

Perhaps, if that's necessary.

Well, why don't you, uh, just shoot him up a little bit?

That would leave me a prisoner to question.

I can't promise that.

But regarding Mrs. Holliday,

you can ask her anything you want.

Anything!

I'm just not in the mood for domestic things.

You'll excuse me, sir?

Yes'm!

The door, the door!

Yes'm!

Oh, Marshal Earp, come in!

Clear off, now, both of ya!

Did you see Dr. Holliday?

Yes'm.

How is he? Pale? Coughing all the time?

He's not too well, ma'am.

What size glass is he using for his whiskey?

A water glass.

I thought so.

Fine life for a man in his condition!

Smokey saloons, whiskey, day and night!

Did you give him my message?

Yes'm. He, uh, he said he didn't want to be bothered

with domestic things.

Well, I'm sorry, ma'am, but that's what he said.

I'm used to that.

Didn't the mention of Roarke have any effect?

Yes'm, I think they have a quarrel.

Oh!

Then that means he expects Roarke to come into camp.

Another gunfight!

I reckon so, ma'am.

Did he tell you why?

No, ma'am.

What will you charge me to arrest Dr. Holliday?

Well, I'm afraid I couldn't do that, ma'am.

Why not?

Because he could sue both of us

for false arrest,

and you'd be liable to have perjury.

See, the Doctor hasn't robbed any stages or trains, ma'am.

But it'll save his life!

How?

I want the Doctor to quit all this,

go to Colorado, take the cure!

Oh, I see.

The Doctor can't last at this rate.

Roarke never rides alone.

It'll be a gunfight

with Dr. Holliday against, maybe, 10 men.

Probably.

And you won't do anything?

Well, there's nothing to do, Mrs. Holliday.

You see, I came here to arrest Roarke

for robbing Santa Fe trains.

Now, the only way to head off a fight

between Roarke and your husband

is, well, for me to get to Roarke first.

But if you don't,

will you help the Doctor in his fight?

Well, I can't even do that, ma'am.

You see, I wanna arrest Roarke. Dr. Holliday wants to kill him.

You men!

Fightin', killin', lettin' us worry about ya!

And then stickin' together against us!

I'm sorry, ma'am, but...

No, you're not sorry!

But you will be!

And so will the great Dr. John H. Holliday!

Get out! Get out!

Yes'm, yes'm.

Now, I don't see why you blame me, Doc.

You didn't give me no direct order

to keep Mrs. Holliday out of camp.

That's not what I'm sore about.

What is it then?

You seeked Wyatt Earp onto me!

I did not! I told him flat not to bother ya!

I even told him not to take your wife's message!

All right, Jack.

All right, it's my own cussedness.

Earp is a good man, and I hate good men!

Aw, now, Doc...

Earp has a mission.

He's riskin' his life for $250 a month.

He wants Mike Roarke.

He may try to interfere

when I settle a trivial and human row with Mike.

Good men always arouse the worst in me.

It's not that I envy him.

Earp just doesn't have any logic.

And I have great respect for logic.

Well, sure, Doc, you've got a college degree.

Yes, yes. Doctor of Dental Science from Johns Hopkins.

How very logical!

Fixing teeth for people who deserve to live on mush.

No, Jack.

That's almost as stupid as being Wyatt Earp

and chasin' a train robber.

I'll ask you, what is the Santa Fe railroad?

Why shouldn't it be robbed like the rest of us?

Well now, you got me there, Doc.

And another point...

Dr. John, it's Miss Kate!

What's happened?

Miss Kate, she's sick, awful sick!

She's got the...

Oh, shut up, Jim, shut up!

But, Dr. John!

All right, all right.

Sounds like appendicitis. I'll come.

Bless you, Dr. John!

Send up a quart of whiskey to Mrs. Holliday's room.

She's had these attacks before. I may have to operate.

Peggy, stop fidgeting!

Stop!

Just one look at your face, and he'll know I'm not sick!

All right...

I don't want you to try to argue me out of it!

Has James got the coach ready at the backdoor?

Yes, ma'am.

You know what you're going to do?

First, you'll help James and me tie up the Doctor.

Then you...

Shhh! He's coming!

Have you been eating grapes, my dear?

No, John, no. It's just indigestion!

James and Peggy were scared, so I...

Now, Katy, please!

You might have a burst appendix.

No, John, please!

Shhh!

Oh!

James! James!

James! Peggy! Quick, help me tie him up!

Hurry!

Hey, Mr. Shanssey?

Not now. We're a desperate case.

Mrs. Holliday, bad sick!

What do you mean she's sick?

I just saw her 10 minutes ago. She was fine.

Sudden attack. The Doc's up there now.

Where's her, uh, carriage and horses?

Out in back, by the stable. Where would they be?

Look, Doc's in a hurry for this. He can't operate without it.

Be careful! I'll open the carriage door!

I'm sorry, Miss Kate.

You, stand back! Keep out of our way!

No.

Where's my gun?

Mercy's sake! You can't shoot a marshal!

Put him down!

Yes, sir!

I'll never forgive you for this!

Assault and abduction.

Now, you let me take care of Dr. Holliday.

You take Mrs. Holliday inside.

Come with me, Kay.

You haven't seen the end of me, Wyatt Earp!

I'll get my husband out of here, if it's the last thing I do!

I don't like it.

We haven't heard from Grimes.

What are you so leery of, Mike?

Grimes may not be here.

Well, I'm the one Doc Holliday's sore at.

Five against one. Doc ain't that crazy!

Doc may not even be there.

Somebody give Mike a handful of sand for his crawl.

Now, ain't you funny!

Well, if I do run into the Doc,

let's see how brave the rest of ya are.

Now, I hope you're not gonna

hold a grudge against Mrs. Holliday.

She thought she was doin' what was best for ya.

Hmm! I knew you'd say that!

Why?

You're always tryin' to do what's best for everybody.

Mrs. Holliday wants to shut me up in a hospital.

No drinkin', no gamblin', no women in the way.

You'd get well, wouldn't ya?

No! It'd kill me in a month.

By doin' what's worst for myself, I've stayed alive.

Hey, Jack!

Where's that medicine?

Comin', Doctor.

I hope you give the Marshal credit for savin' ya.

I'll never praise anybody for illogical behavior.

Well, what's so illogical about stoppin' your wife

from cartin' you off, bound hand and foot?

I'll have first claim on Mike Roarke.

And with me out of the way, the Marshal'd have no problem.

I hope you'll act toward me after this

with the worst possible motives, sir.

If I did that, Dr. Holliday,

then you'd always understand me.

He gets the point!

You got a wonderful talent, Wyatt.

You'd make a wonderful, great train robber!

Saints forbid!

Mmm!

He'd be the scourge of the Santa Fe!

You see, the Doc doesn't take his own advice.

There are no posters on him for high crimes and misdemeanors.

I haven't been identified. That's the reason.

Excuse me, gentlemen.

Now, Doctor, you can't go against that many!

Hold it, Mike!

Get out of our way, Doc.

You try it, Mike!

Climb down!

Fast! Get over here!

Move!

Sit down!

You want him alive?

Yes, I do.

Well, then you and Jack hold on to Roarke.

My business'll only take a moment.

Wait a minute, Doc. That talk I made about you,

why, it was nothing but a joke!

Hold on or I'll...

I tell ya it was only a joke!

Shut up!

This sidewinder told it all over Texas

that he came to me for an extraction

and that I pulled the wrong tooth!

Open your mouth!

By rights, I oughta take out all your upper teeth!

Instead, I'll just take 2 on the left

to make sure.

One!

Number 2 comin' up!

There, now!

You better pass it all around

that I got the right tooth, Mike,

or I'll yank every one of them and shoot ya to boot!

Take him away!

You two men, throw down your guns!

Climb off your horses and patch up those two.

You give Mike some laudanum.

Waste laudanum on Roarke?

That's right. Go get it.

Very well, Deacon!

I hope the whole Rudabaugh crowd jumps you

on the way to Dodge City.

You'll need more than laudanum.

John! John! Are you all right?

Yes, yes, I'm all right.

I have to go and get some laudanum.

The Marshal's orders!

What was all this about?

Professional pride, ma'am.

Mr. Roarke, here, insulted Dr. Holliday.

And for that you let him wound 2 men and torture this one?

Well, those 2 fellas drew on the Doc first

and he got just about what he deserved.

That's right, Mrs. Holliday.

My husband shouldn't be allowed to take such risks!

I'm going to Dodge City, and when I get there

I'm going to file a complaint against you

with the Town Council.

Yes'm. Well, you won't be the first one.

Now, don't you have nothin' to do with him in Dodge, Wyatt.

Oh, I suspect I'll be seein' a lot of Dr. Holliday.

Mother in heaven! Why?

I think we'll be friends.

♪ 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 ♪