The Life and Legend of Wyatt Earp (1955–1961): Season 2, Episode 39 - The Time for All Good Men - full transcript
The owner of the Big T Rance Purcell and his foreman Gus Andrews trap Earp alone at Stony Wells. Earp outnumbered 30 to 1 is running out of water and ammo. Purcell wants Earp to suffer as several famous outlaws come together to he...
Well, we've got Wyatt Earp cornered at last.
Holed up there, all by himself.
Shall we rush him, boss, and get it over with?
No. He can't have much grub with him.
Maybe one canteen of water.
I want Earp to die slow.
♪ Wyatt Earp, Wyatt Earp ♪
♪ Brave, courageous and bold ♪
♪ Long live his fame and long live his glory ♪
♪ And long may his story be told ♪
The Life and Legend of Wyatt Earp, starring Hugh O'Brian!
Of all the tough cattle outfits.
Of all the tough cattle outfits
with whom Wyatt Earp tangled in Dodge City,
the Big T gave Marshal Earp the most trouble.
And of all the attempts to ambush Wyatt,
the shrewdest was that concocted
by Rance Purcell, owner of the Big T,
and Gus Andrews, his foreman.
Hired gunmen had failed.
A concealed sharpshooter in Dodge City had missed.
But the Big Ters took advantage
of Marshal Earp's one reckless habit:
This was his desire to go it alone
when he investigated reports of certain crimes.
And one day at Stony Wells, near the Washita River crossing...
♪ The dusty road lay hot and still ♪
♪ Beneath a burnin' sky ♪
♪ The silence hung upon me ♪
♪ As painful as a cry ♪
♪ And this was not the kind of day ♪
♪ For any man to die ♪
Hey, Earp!
Get your hands up! We got you surrounded!
Don't be a fool, Earp!
Come on out with your hands up!
You come and get me!
Somebody fightin' Indians over yonder?
Nah, Big T's got Wyatt Earp cornered
over at the old Stony Wells Roadhouse.
Come on, chum, it's a free for all!
How many against Earp?
Oh, 30 at least.
Pa says we'll get him sure this time.
Come on, don't miss the fun!
My horse is tuckered, but I'll be there.
OK, come on!
Where's Doc Holliday?
Upstairs. He's havin' a bad spell with his cough.
I won't disturb him too much.
And I don't go for 30 to 1, Doc.
Wyatt's had this comin' a long time.
He always plays the lone wolf. He deserves to get killed!
But, Doc, he's your friend!
It seems... it seems like you oughta do somethin' to...
What can I do? I'm dyin' myself, man!
Yes, sir, I... I just thought that...
Here! Drink this and you won't think.
Now, get out of here! Go on! Git!
Yes, sir.
Howdy, ma'am!
John, is Wyatt in trouble?
Yeah.
He's got his fool self cornered by 30 men.
I guess I oughta lend him a hand.
You lend me one!
John, must you...
I must! I must!
I don't know why, but I must!
♪ There comes a time when every man must face ♪
♪ The big unknown ♪
♪ When odds are all against him ♪
♪ And he stands up on his own ♪
♪ But friendless is the man ♪
♪ Who has to face these things alone ♪
Come back here! We'll wear him down!
You gettin' hungry, Earp?
Doc, where's Wyatt?
He's holed up in Stony Wells.
Ah, it's true then.
My deputies are bringin' prisoners in.
I'll get some of Wyatt's men
and meet you back here in 10 minutes.
Ten minutes might make the difference.
Right now's the time,
unless you're scared of the boys from the Big T.
I'll go any place you go, Doc.
Four.
Give me a double.
The Big T outfit has Wyatt Earp in a corner at last!
How'd that happen?
Earp was pokin' his nose into a couple of killings
at the old Stony Wells Roadhouse.
Rance Purcell and his men surrounded him.
Stony Wells?
Yeah.
I'm payin' off, men.
You quittin', honey?
Yep.
But the bank's in the hole! It'll cost you!
Guess that makes us all square.
I've got an errand.
Ben Thompson, you wait a second!
I'm mighty fond of Wyatt.
But, Ben, you can't walk out of here in the middle of a game!
What are we waitin' for, boss?
He ain't sweated long enough, Gus.
Suppose some of Earp's friends hear about this.
Friends?
Earp ain't got a friend in the whole state of Kansas.
We'll take him tonight in the dark.
Whoa!
Let's stop here for a minute,
have a drink of water.
Huh, cousin?
Here you are.
I reckon I be leavin' you now, cousin.
You change your mind about helpin' Earp, Wes?
Yeah, and so should you, Mannen.
Nope.
I'm beholden to Earp.
Why, you can't take sides
with that dang Yankee against Texas boys.
I can. He saved my cousin Orie from hangin'.
Didn't he let you go when he could've killed ya, Wes?
Oh, my wife begged me not to gun him.
Ain't the way she told it to me.
She said you tried to use a quick-draw holster,
and it didn't work.
She said Earp sprained your wrist instead of killin' ya.
You wanna fight, cousin?
I ain't runnin' from one.
Well, if it ain't Ben Thompson.
Hiya, Ben!
Mannen Clements and Wesley Hardin.
Yeah, howdy!
You fellows hear about Wyatt Earp?
Wes and I was on our way to help the Marshal,
but Wes got cold feet.
Don't you say I'm yellow!
Hold it, Wes.
I owe Wyatt considerable,
and I'm gonna pay him off if I can get there in time.
You gonna take sides against Texas boys
in favor of a Yankee?
John Wesley Hardin.
Seems I recall a poster or two
where you're wanted by the Texas rangers.
You're a real patriotic fella, ain't ya?
Get on your horse, Mannen. We ain't got too much time.
Holster your gun, friend.
Wes'll ride with us.
Yeah, of my own free will, Thompson!
Well, good for you! Hit the leather!
Well, it was a straight tip, Doc.
Those aren't champagne corks poppin'!
Hold it!
There might be some more of them joinin' up with the opposition.
Let's get off the trail. Move!
Wes Hardin, Ben Thompson, Mannen Clements.
Which side are you on?
Take it slow, Doc.
You gents know Doc Holliday and Sheriff Bat Masterson?
Hiya, Doc.
We was aimin' to help Wyatt Earp.
But I don't like any other Johnny Law that wears a star.
Take off that star.
I don't see what a star...
We're not helpin' Wyatt any
by pickin' a fight with these gentlemen.
They're great artists with a 6-gun, or didn't you know?
I know.
Quite a tribute, Wes.
Sheriff Bat Masterson, there,
is quite a hand with a Colt, I hear.
All right, I'm friendly.
Good. Now, we'll have to talk this over.
We'll use some strategy.
And seein' that mine is the only intelligence
that's trained in deceit and slimy tactics,
I want to offer my advice.
Hey, Marshal Earp!
You better take a nap now!
We're comin' in after ya as soon as it's dark.
The idea is to try and reach Wyatt one by one
and by different directions.
So they can pick us off one by one?
Mr. Hardin, you don't seem to grasp my major concept.
I think I can say without a modesty
that the 5 of us represent
the cream of the local talent in gunfightin'.
I'll say aye to that.
The ayes have it.
There's one thing I want you all to remember:
I didn't get out of a sick bed
just to scare Rance Purcell and Gus Andrews!
The Doc wants himself a real turkey shoot.
And so do I!
When that Big T rushes Wyatt,
they're gonna be real surprised how many guns go off!
I'm for that. That all right with you, Wes?
How is Wyatt gonna know we ain't from the Big T?
That's a good point.
Sheriff Masterson'll go in first
and break the news that the rest of us are comin'.
Any other questions?
Nope.
Take it easy, Doc.
Why aren't you hound dogs over there helpin' Wyatt Earp?
Clay Allison!
Howdy, Doc!
Thought you'd be dead by now.
Howdy, Wes!
Mannen!
Ben!
Who's the kid?
Bat Masterson. You've heard of him.
Oh yeah. Howdy, kid!
Howdy!
Clay, you been drinkin' very much?
Ah, about a pint is all.
Clay can handle himself, Doc.
Why, it takes a pint to get him sober.
Still, I don't drink no more than you put away, Doc.
I thought we came here to save Wyatt. How about it?
Don't pay any attention to that.
I'll get him calmed down.
Wes, you tell Clay the plan. Let's move!
Clay...
No sense in waitin' for dark, boss.
He's low on cartridges.
He hasn't fired the Winchester in some time.
Let's rush him.
No.
Draw the boys off from the north side.
Make him think he's got a chance to run.
All right, we'll see if we can draw him out in the open.
Yeah.
Hey, you men on the north side!
The boss wants to talk to ya!
Wyatt!
How'd you get here?
More help's comin'!
They pulled their guns away from the north.
Purcell thinks I'll make a run for it. Let's go!
No, no, we've got help!
How many and how soon?
- Masterson!
- Give me a hand!
Doc, you should be in bed!
We gotta cover Ben and Wes over there!
They didn't even see us! Howdy, Wyatt!
Howdy, Ben!
Mannen and Clay are comin' in from the north!
Remember me, Wes Hardin?
Yeah, I sure do.
Anybody got any whiskey?
You don't need whiskey, you need rest.
Anybody bring water?
Water? We brought guns. Ain't that enough?
Here they come!
They're hit!
Both of them!
Take care of Mannen!
Get the door!
Who are those men?
Too far to tell.
Word got out.
Ah, they're just a couple of deputies, boss.
Both of them are hit. Let's move in!
No! No, not until I'm sure it isn't a posse.
I'm checkin' this myself.
Every man lays low till I get back!
I'm sure glad you brought this ammunition.
I was down to my last 4 shells.
We're payin' off a debt, Marshal.
Yeah, well, consider it paid! Can you travel?
I reckon.
What do you mean, travel?
What I said. We'll get out the way you got in.
Uh-uh, Wyatt.
What do you mean?
We made a deal with Bat. This is our show.
Let Wyatt say what he'd do.
He wants to run!
We aim to fight!
Doc Holliday, Mannen Clements,
John Wesley Hardin, Clay Allison,
Ben Thompson and Bat Masterson.
Great gunfighters.
Now, you know we can pick off at least 12 men out there.
Well, what's wrong with that?
The Big T ambushed you and they plugged Clay and Mannen!
See, Wyatt, most of us here are Texans.
We don't think bushwhacking's fair.
And besides, 30 against 1,
that calls for... punishment!
I'm runnin' short of breath and temper, Wyatt.
We oughta tell them what they're up against.
Give 'em a chance to surrender.
Quiet! Quiet!
You're so ethical, you warn 'em!
Thank you, Doctor. Give me that stick.
Got a handkerchief?
You was right, Gus. No posse.
Let's finish this.
Hold your fire!
You quittin' the fight?
No, I want you to quit.
What kind of a bluff is this, Earp?
It's no bluff, Mr. Purcell.
I got 6 men with me, the best gunfighters in the country.
You're a liar!
You've only got him and 2 scared, wounded deputies.
All right, move in! Kill him!
Here they come!
Ben, you got yourself a fight! Keep us covered!
Wyatt, on the left!
You're takin' up the whole window, cousin!
Go get your own window!
Don't be selfish, Cousin Mannen!
That was Ben Thompson with Wyatt.
There's a lot more of them in there too.
Ah!
Look it, they're shootin' from all the windows.
Earp wasn't lyin'.
He's got that place filled with fightin' men.
Let's give up. Let's move!
No! We're doin' this wrong.
Big T!
Hold your fire!
I want you back here with me!
Purcell doesn't believe it.
Looks like they're gettin' ready to rush the door.
Let's go outside and get 'em!
No! We want Purcell and Andrews.
No sense in shootin' a lot of hired hands.
There's quite a few of 'em down already!
Wyatt's runnin' this fight, Doc.
When we came here, Wyatt was holed up like a rat.
Now he wants to call off the fight.
I say we put it to a vote.
I'm not for callin' off the fight.
I want Purcell and Andrews, but only if they force us.
Put it to a vote.
All right.
You for me or for Doc?
Doc, let's just see how popular you are!
Wes, how do you vote?
Wyatt!
Ben?
Wyatt.
Wyatt!
Wyatt!
Just a passel of sissy boys!
Five Big Ters are dead and a half a dozen are winged.
I vote for John H. Holliday!
Count me out.
Give him back his gun.
What, and have him cut loose at...
He won't do that!
Here's your gun.
We still may have to use you.
Wyatt, they're comin' right at us!
All right, Earp!
You and your deputies come on out and make your fight!
Let's go!
Mannen Clements...
Wes Hardin...
Clay Allison, Ben Thompson.
Texas men.
All on the side of a Yankee John Law!
Wyatt don't want us to kill all of ya.
And Doc Holliday,
a real Southerner from Georgia!
Mr. Purcell, we just want you and Mr. Andrews.
Now, you pick the two of us you prefer to fight.
Or we'll all go to shootin'.
No!
You make your choice.
The rest of us'll stay out of it.
All right, all of you go get your horses!
And pick up your men!
Wyatt...
Yeah?
The boys are gettin' ready to leave.
Aren't you gonna say anything to 'em?
There's nothin' to say.
Well, there's always "thank you."
It sounds stupid.
Well, you might at least tell 'em goodbye!
Bad manners! Bad manners!
Quite a lot of friends you've got!
Go through a hot tussle with them,
and all they leave me is half a pint!
Just half a pint!
They all left?
Yep.
Marshal Earp hasn't any manners either!
You didn't even say "so long" to men who risked their lives...
Why should he?
Rascals, killers, hoodlums!
Wyatt'll pray for their poor souls!
Won't you, Deacon Earp?
Yeah, and I'll pray for yours too, Doctor.
I came here to investigate the murder of these two men.
That's what I'm gonna do.
Take the Doctor on back to Miss Kate.
Yes, sir.
You should've said "so long."
Don't be an idiot!
What did you say when he saved your life?
Well, nothin'!
Then remember that!
And remember how the good Lord gave you the wisdom
to keep your mouth shut!
♪ O hail, horse ♪
♪ I won't be your rider ♪
♪ Today ♪
♪ 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 ♪
Holed up there, all by himself.
Shall we rush him, boss, and get it over with?
No. He can't have much grub with him.
Maybe one canteen of water.
I want Earp to die slow.
♪ Wyatt Earp, Wyatt Earp ♪
♪ Brave, courageous and bold ♪
♪ Long live his fame and long live his glory ♪
♪ And long may his story be told ♪
The Life and Legend of Wyatt Earp, starring Hugh O'Brian!
Of all the tough cattle outfits.
Of all the tough cattle outfits
with whom Wyatt Earp tangled in Dodge City,
the Big T gave Marshal Earp the most trouble.
And of all the attempts to ambush Wyatt,
the shrewdest was that concocted
by Rance Purcell, owner of the Big T,
and Gus Andrews, his foreman.
Hired gunmen had failed.
A concealed sharpshooter in Dodge City had missed.
But the Big Ters took advantage
of Marshal Earp's one reckless habit:
This was his desire to go it alone
when he investigated reports of certain crimes.
And one day at Stony Wells, near the Washita River crossing...
♪ The dusty road lay hot and still ♪
♪ Beneath a burnin' sky ♪
♪ The silence hung upon me ♪
♪ As painful as a cry ♪
♪ And this was not the kind of day ♪
♪ For any man to die ♪
Hey, Earp!
Get your hands up! We got you surrounded!
Don't be a fool, Earp!
Come on out with your hands up!
You come and get me!
Somebody fightin' Indians over yonder?
Nah, Big T's got Wyatt Earp cornered
over at the old Stony Wells Roadhouse.
Come on, chum, it's a free for all!
How many against Earp?
Oh, 30 at least.
Pa says we'll get him sure this time.
Come on, don't miss the fun!
My horse is tuckered, but I'll be there.
OK, come on!
Where's Doc Holliday?
Upstairs. He's havin' a bad spell with his cough.
I won't disturb him too much.
And I don't go for 30 to 1, Doc.
Wyatt's had this comin' a long time.
He always plays the lone wolf. He deserves to get killed!
But, Doc, he's your friend!
It seems... it seems like you oughta do somethin' to...
What can I do? I'm dyin' myself, man!
Yes, sir, I... I just thought that...
Here! Drink this and you won't think.
Now, get out of here! Go on! Git!
Yes, sir.
Howdy, ma'am!
John, is Wyatt in trouble?
Yeah.
He's got his fool self cornered by 30 men.
I guess I oughta lend him a hand.
You lend me one!
John, must you...
I must! I must!
I don't know why, but I must!
♪ There comes a time when every man must face ♪
♪ The big unknown ♪
♪ When odds are all against him ♪
♪ And he stands up on his own ♪
♪ But friendless is the man ♪
♪ Who has to face these things alone ♪
Come back here! We'll wear him down!
You gettin' hungry, Earp?
Doc, where's Wyatt?
He's holed up in Stony Wells.
Ah, it's true then.
My deputies are bringin' prisoners in.
I'll get some of Wyatt's men
and meet you back here in 10 minutes.
Ten minutes might make the difference.
Right now's the time,
unless you're scared of the boys from the Big T.
I'll go any place you go, Doc.
Four.
Give me a double.
The Big T outfit has Wyatt Earp in a corner at last!
How'd that happen?
Earp was pokin' his nose into a couple of killings
at the old Stony Wells Roadhouse.
Rance Purcell and his men surrounded him.
Stony Wells?
Yeah.
I'm payin' off, men.
You quittin', honey?
Yep.
But the bank's in the hole! It'll cost you!
Guess that makes us all square.
I've got an errand.
Ben Thompson, you wait a second!
I'm mighty fond of Wyatt.
But, Ben, you can't walk out of here in the middle of a game!
What are we waitin' for, boss?
He ain't sweated long enough, Gus.
Suppose some of Earp's friends hear about this.
Friends?
Earp ain't got a friend in the whole state of Kansas.
We'll take him tonight in the dark.
Whoa!
Let's stop here for a minute,
have a drink of water.
Huh, cousin?
Here you are.
I reckon I be leavin' you now, cousin.
You change your mind about helpin' Earp, Wes?
Yeah, and so should you, Mannen.
Nope.
I'm beholden to Earp.
Why, you can't take sides
with that dang Yankee against Texas boys.
I can. He saved my cousin Orie from hangin'.
Didn't he let you go when he could've killed ya, Wes?
Oh, my wife begged me not to gun him.
Ain't the way she told it to me.
She said you tried to use a quick-draw holster,
and it didn't work.
She said Earp sprained your wrist instead of killin' ya.
You wanna fight, cousin?
I ain't runnin' from one.
Well, if it ain't Ben Thompson.
Hiya, Ben!
Mannen Clements and Wesley Hardin.
Yeah, howdy!
You fellows hear about Wyatt Earp?
Wes and I was on our way to help the Marshal,
but Wes got cold feet.
Don't you say I'm yellow!
Hold it, Wes.
I owe Wyatt considerable,
and I'm gonna pay him off if I can get there in time.
You gonna take sides against Texas boys
in favor of a Yankee?
John Wesley Hardin.
Seems I recall a poster or two
where you're wanted by the Texas rangers.
You're a real patriotic fella, ain't ya?
Get on your horse, Mannen. We ain't got too much time.
Holster your gun, friend.
Wes'll ride with us.
Yeah, of my own free will, Thompson!
Well, good for you! Hit the leather!
Well, it was a straight tip, Doc.
Those aren't champagne corks poppin'!
Hold it!
There might be some more of them joinin' up with the opposition.
Let's get off the trail. Move!
Wes Hardin, Ben Thompson, Mannen Clements.
Which side are you on?
Take it slow, Doc.
You gents know Doc Holliday and Sheriff Bat Masterson?
Hiya, Doc.
We was aimin' to help Wyatt Earp.
But I don't like any other Johnny Law that wears a star.
Take off that star.
I don't see what a star...
We're not helpin' Wyatt any
by pickin' a fight with these gentlemen.
They're great artists with a 6-gun, or didn't you know?
I know.
Quite a tribute, Wes.
Sheriff Bat Masterson, there,
is quite a hand with a Colt, I hear.
All right, I'm friendly.
Good. Now, we'll have to talk this over.
We'll use some strategy.
And seein' that mine is the only intelligence
that's trained in deceit and slimy tactics,
I want to offer my advice.
Hey, Marshal Earp!
You better take a nap now!
We're comin' in after ya as soon as it's dark.
The idea is to try and reach Wyatt one by one
and by different directions.
So they can pick us off one by one?
Mr. Hardin, you don't seem to grasp my major concept.
I think I can say without a modesty
that the 5 of us represent
the cream of the local talent in gunfightin'.
I'll say aye to that.
The ayes have it.
There's one thing I want you all to remember:
I didn't get out of a sick bed
just to scare Rance Purcell and Gus Andrews!
The Doc wants himself a real turkey shoot.
And so do I!
When that Big T rushes Wyatt,
they're gonna be real surprised how many guns go off!
I'm for that. That all right with you, Wes?
How is Wyatt gonna know we ain't from the Big T?
That's a good point.
Sheriff Masterson'll go in first
and break the news that the rest of us are comin'.
Any other questions?
Nope.
Take it easy, Doc.
Why aren't you hound dogs over there helpin' Wyatt Earp?
Clay Allison!
Howdy, Doc!
Thought you'd be dead by now.
Howdy, Wes!
Mannen!
Ben!
Who's the kid?
Bat Masterson. You've heard of him.
Oh yeah. Howdy, kid!
Howdy!
Clay, you been drinkin' very much?
Ah, about a pint is all.
Clay can handle himself, Doc.
Why, it takes a pint to get him sober.
Still, I don't drink no more than you put away, Doc.
I thought we came here to save Wyatt. How about it?
Don't pay any attention to that.
I'll get him calmed down.
Wes, you tell Clay the plan. Let's move!
Clay...
No sense in waitin' for dark, boss.
He's low on cartridges.
He hasn't fired the Winchester in some time.
Let's rush him.
No.
Draw the boys off from the north side.
Make him think he's got a chance to run.
All right, we'll see if we can draw him out in the open.
Yeah.
Hey, you men on the north side!
The boss wants to talk to ya!
Wyatt!
How'd you get here?
More help's comin'!
They pulled their guns away from the north.
Purcell thinks I'll make a run for it. Let's go!
No, no, we've got help!
How many and how soon?
- Masterson!
- Give me a hand!
Doc, you should be in bed!
We gotta cover Ben and Wes over there!
They didn't even see us! Howdy, Wyatt!
Howdy, Ben!
Mannen and Clay are comin' in from the north!
Remember me, Wes Hardin?
Yeah, I sure do.
Anybody got any whiskey?
You don't need whiskey, you need rest.
Anybody bring water?
Water? We brought guns. Ain't that enough?
Here they come!
They're hit!
Both of them!
Take care of Mannen!
Get the door!
Who are those men?
Too far to tell.
Word got out.
Ah, they're just a couple of deputies, boss.
Both of them are hit. Let's move in!
No! No, not until I'm sure it isn't a posse.
I'm checkin' this myself.
Every man lays low till I get back!
I'm sure glad you brought this ammunition.
I was down to my last 4 shells.
We're payin' off a debt, Marshal.
Yeah, well, consider it paid! Can you travel?
I reckon.
What do you mean, travel?
What I said. We'll get out the way you got in.
Uh-uh, Wyatt.
What do you mean?
We made a deal with Bat. This is our show.
Let Wyatt say what he'd do.
He wants to run!
We aim to fight!
Doc Holliday, Mannen Clements,
John Wesley Hardin, Clay Allison,
Ben Thompson and Bat Masterson.
Great gunfighters.
Now, you know we can pick off at least 12 men out there.
Well, what's wrong with that?
The Big T ambushed you and they plugged Clay and Mannen!
See, Wyatt, most of us here are Texans.
We don't think bushwhacking's fair.
And besides, 30 against 1,
that calls for... punishment!
I'm runnin' short of breath and temper, Wyatt.
We oughta tell them what they're up against.
Give 'em a chance to surrender.
Quiet! Quiet!
You're so ethical, you warn 'em!
Thank you, Doctor. Give me that stick.
Got a handkerchief?
You was right, Gus. No posse.
Let's finish this.
Hold your fire!
You quittin' the fight?
No, I want you to quit.
What kind of a bluff is this, Earp?
It's no bluff, Mr. Purcell.
I got 6 men with me, the best gunfighters in the country.
You're a liar!
You've only got him and 2 scared, wounded deputies.
All right, move in! Kill him!
Here they come!
Ben, you got yourself a fight! Keep us covered!
Wyatt, on the left!
You're takin' up the whole window, cousin!
Go get your own window!
Don't be selfish, Cousin Mannen!
That was Ben Thompson with Wyatt.
There's a lot more of them in there too.
Ah!
Look it, they're shootin' from all the windows.
Earp wasn't lyin'.
He's got that place filled with fightin' men.
Let's give up. Let's move!
No! We're doin' this wrong.
Big T!
Hold your fire!
I want you back here with me!
Purcell doesn't believe it.
Looks like they're gettin' ready to rush the door.
Let's go outside and get 'em!
No! We want Purcell and Andrews.
No sense in shootin' a lot of hired hands.
There's quite a few of 'em down already!
Wyatt's runnin' this fight, Doc.
When we came here, Wyatt was holed up like a rat.
Now he wants to call off the fight.
I say we put it to a vote.
I'm not for callin' off the fight.
I want Purcell and Andrews, but only if they force us.
Put it to a vote.
All right.
You for me or for Doc?
Doc, let's just see how popular you are!
Wes, how do you vote?
Wyatt!
Ben?
Wyatt.
Wyatt!
Wyatt!
Just a passel of sissy boys!
Five Big Ters are dead and a half a dozen are winged.
I vote for John H. Holliday!
Count me out.
Give him back his gun.
What, and have him cut loose at...
He won't do that!
Here's your gun.
We still may have to use you.
Wyatt, they're comin' right at us!
All right, Earp!
You and your deputies come on out and make your fight!
Let's go!
Mannen Clements...
Wes Hardin...
Clay Allison, Ben Thompson.
Texas men.
All on the side of a Yankee John Law!
Wyatt don't want us to kill all of ya.
And Doc Holliday,
a real Southerner from Georgia!
Mr. Purcell, we just want you and Mr. Andrews.
Now, you pick the two of us you prefer to fight.
Or we'll all go to shootin'.
No!
You make your choice.
The rest of us'll stay out of it.
All right, all of you go get your horses!
And pick up your men!
Wyatt...
Yeah?
The boys are gettin' ready to leave.
Aren't you gonna say anything to 'em?
There's nothin' to say.
Well, there's always "thank you."
It sounds stupid.
Well, you might at least tell 'em goodbye!
Bad manners! Bad manners!
Quite a lot of friends you've got!
Go through a hot tussle with them,
and all they leave me is half a pint!
Just half a pint!
They all left?
Yep.
Marshal Earp hasn't any manners either!
You didn't even say "so long" to men who risked their lives...
Why should he?
Rascals, killers, hoodlums!
Wyatt'll pray for their poor souls!
Won't you, Deacon Earp?
Yeah, and I'll pray for yours too, Doctor.
I came here to investigate the murder of these two men.
That's what I'm gonna do.
Take the Doctor on back to Miss Kate.
Yes, sir.
You should've said "so long."
Don't be an idiot!
What did you say when he saved your life?
Well, nothin'!
Then remember that!
And remember how the good Lord gave you the wisdom
to keep your mouth shut!
♪ O hail, horse ♪
♪ I won't be your rider ♪
♪ Today ♪
♪ 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 ♪