The Life and Legend of Wyatt Earp (1955–1961): Season 3, Episode 20 - Sweet Revenge - full transcript

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Lou, if you got any sense at all, you'll get some rest.

I...

I can't sleep.

You'd better.

We'd better save our strength for tomorrow.

I'll have plenty.

Right after they holler "Lunch".

You get those...

No need to go over it anymore, Lou.

I'll handle my end. Relax.



I won't be relaxed until...

I've settled up with the skunk that put me in here.

You've been talkin' about this Wyatt Earp,

and what you're gonna to do him, for years.

So where do you think will be the first place

they look for you?

Dodge City. That's where.

Let 'em look.

Maybe they'll even find me.

But not 'til I paid Earp what I owe him.

♪ Wyatt Earp, Wyatt Earp ♪

♪ Brave, courageous and bold ♪

♪ Long live his fame and long live his glory ♪

♪ And long may his story be told ♪



Ah!

Afternoon, Mr. Hogan.

Hello, Marshal.

How are things?

Oh, real quiet, Marshal.

Marshal, I've been meaning to ask you...

If you could take over the night shift, Mr. Hogan?

Yes, sir.

Pretty soon. Pretty soon.

Is it always so quiet, Marshal?

Not always, but this is the way I like it.

And you will too before too long.

You're about to lose a button there.

Oh, yeah.

Thank you.

You know, one of these days,

somebody's going to invent a button that won't come off.

Any interesting mail?

Usual stuff. Nothing urgent.

Well, you're off duty.

And it's a nice Saturday afternoon.

Hal and I can handle...

Hadn't I heard something about you and that pretty young widow?

What's her name? Um...

It's only wishful thinking, Marshal.

I can't hardly get her to talk to me.

Heh heh!

Well, maybe you're using the wrong approach, hmm?

Maybe.

Well, I'm not alone.

Evidently every other bachelor in Dodge

is using the wrong approach too.

Marshal! This just came in for you.

Thank you, Mr. Rankin, but there's no need for such haste.

Read it, Marshal.

All right. But just sit down and rest yourself.

I can't. I gotta get back to the telegram.

Something bad, Marshal?

Oh, a fellow by the name of Lou Dundee

just escaped from a road gang.

The warden says he's positive Dundee's headed for Dodge City.

He says he's after you!

Maybe.

Mr. Hogan, after you're a law man for a while,

you'll find out you just can't help making enemies.

Well, you put more lawbreakers in jail than the others.

Well, I prefer that to killing them.

Yes, sir.

Marshal, this man Dundee. He's...

If he hasn't changed since I sent him to prison

and comes here, I'll send him back.

Yes, sir.

Afternoon, Marshal.

Afternoon, Mr. Hogan.

Come in, please.

Hello, Marshal.

Good afternoon.

I'll be with you in a moment, sir.

Thank you. No hurry.

Well, Mr. Hogan. Looks like you have the same problem I have.

It must be an occupational disease, hmm?

There you are, Mr. Hogan.

That's the fourth one this week.

Heh heh.

Thank you, Ma'am. It's...

Thank you, Mrs. Phillips. Thank you very much.

You're welcome.

Marshal.

Is there something I can help you with, Marshal?

Yes'm, I think there is.

Another button?

I'm afraid so.

I declare, in the short time I've been in Dodge City,

I've seen more buttons come loose

than I believed was possible.

Well, I...

I think I can understand it, Mrs. Phillips.

Would you take off your coat please, Mr. Earp?

Hmm? Oh. Sure.

I'm sorry.

It's... There it is, right there.

Uh-hmm.

This button's been sown on before, I see.

I'm afraid so, and...

by an amateur.

You?

Yes'm.

I'm a bachelor, you know?

Yes, I know.

Excuse me.

Ha ha!

My hand seems a bit unsteady today.

Well, maybe you're tired.

Maybe.

Hmm...

There, you got it.

Are you...

You planning to make Dodge City your home, Mr. Phillips?

I haven't decided yet, Mr. Earp.

My husband spoke so often about going west...

Well, I can understand how he felt.

I'm sorry Mr. Phillips didn't live to see

his dreams come true.

So am I.

Thank you.

He was a good, kind man.

Almost like a father to me.

Quite a bit older than I.

But a wonderful, gentle man.

There you are, Marshal.

Thank you very much. That was quick.

Um-hmm.

Oh, you have a thread hanging.

That's all right. I can fix it.

Just hold still.

There now.

That'll stay put for a good long time.

I'm sure it will.

Mrs. Phillips, I'd like to...

To pay me for it?

Oh, for one little button?

If somebody performs a service, you ought to...

Well, think of it as a favor.

From one friend to another.

Well, thank you kindly, Ma'am.

You're welcome.

Of course, if your lady friend should require any dressmaking

you might mention my name.

I'm all alone, Mr. Phillips.

Oh.

I know how you feel...

being all alone too.

It's kind of an unhappy state.

I'd be honored to be allowed

to do something about it, Mrs. Phillips.

I'd...

I'd like to think about that, Mr. Earp.

I'd like you to think about it.

Good day, Ma'am.

Good day.

Ah. Howdy, Mr. Burns. How are the children?

Fine, thank you.

You know, it's a nice, quiet day.

Quietest Saturday I've seen in a long while.

Say, did your deputy catch up with you yet?

Hal? No, why?

Came busting in here 3 or 4 times looking for you.

I'll just sit around here and wait for him then.

Could I trouble you for a cup of coffee?

No trouble. Sit right down, Marshal.

Thank you.

Wyatt...

You know that prisoner that escaped yesterday, Dundee?

We got a telegram about him from Wichita.

He broke into a store, stole a couple of guns,

pistol-whipped a livery stable man and stole a horse.

Hmm... Could identify him as Dundee positively?

The livery stable man is about 80% sure.

He may be here right now!

Thank you, Mr. Burns.

Look, Wyatt. I found Hogan, put him back on duty.

I think we ought to put on at least 2 or 3 extra deputies.

Now Hal, just take it easy.

You do that and rumors are going to start flying all over town.

And this is good coffee.

Please let me put on a couple of extra men just in case!

All right, if it'll make you feel better.

Oh, it will.

Just keep it very quiet, huh?

I wish you had the good sense

to get a little frightened once in a while.

Good evening, Marshal.

Mrs. Phillips!

What are you doing out on the street at this hour?

Oh, just getting a breath of air.

Is something wrong, Marshal?

Well, do you know what time it is?

Oh, somewhere around midnight. I couldn't sleep.

I didn't think I'd disturb anyone. I'm sorry.

Well, um... I'll walk you home.

Where are you staying? Over at the Dodge House?

- Yes, sir.
- Come on.

I said I was sorry.

You're still angry with me, aren't you?

Well, I'm trying to be, but...

it isn't easy!

Ha! Good!

I'm sure you haven't got any enemies, but...

this is still the west

and unfortunately there's still some bad people.

Are you looking for one now?

You never can tell.

Now why don't you go upstairs and try and get some sleep?

All right.

Oh, I...

I thought it over, what you said.

I beg your pardon?

About it not being a good thing, my being alone.

Tonight proves that.

Well, I've decided to let you do something about it,

like you asked.

Oh, that's wonderful!

If it's all right with you, I'll call on you tomorrow evening.

Well, I was thinking about tomorrow afternoon,

right after church.

It would be a lovely day for a picnic, and...

- Mrs. Phillips...
- My name is Barbara.

May I call you Wyatt?

I'd be honored.

Now, I think you ought to go inside.

What about the picnic?

Sounds fine.

I'll expect you tomorrow afternoon at 1:00.

Good night, Wyatt.

Good night, Ma'am.

Uh... Barbara.

Barbara?

Now, you both seen this picture.

You sure you'll recognize him?

I'm sure.

Pick out a spot on the main road from Wichita.

Hole up there where you can't be seen and...

Well...

Good morning, gentlemen.

Good morning, Marshal.

Ah, did you two get any sleep?

I napped a little.

Oh, I'm not tired, Marshal.

Good. Maybe you'll do a big favor for me, Mr. Hogan.

Oh, I'd be glad to.

I made an appointment with a mutual acquaintance

to accompany her on a picnic today.

And I won't be able to make it

and I was wondering if you'd substitute for me.

Oh, uh...

Well, Marshal...

Come to think of it, I guess I am kind of tired.

I don't think I'd be very good company for Mrs. Phillips.

Hmm. Sam?

No, don't look at me, Marshal. I'm married.

So is Bob.

Look, you go on duty at 4:00.

Nothing's gonna happen while you're away.

Hmm...

And just to make sure of that, you stay on duty yourself,

and put on a couple extra deputies, huh?

No, I'll...

I'll get it.

Hello, Mrs. Phillips Ma'am.

Hello, Mr. Hogan. Is the marshal inside?

Yes, Ma'am. I'll get him.

Thank you.

Marshall...

All right.

It's 1:00, Wyatt.

So it is, Barbara. I...

I was just on my way over to see you.

Thought I'd save you the trouble.

Lunch is all packed and it's a beautiful day.

Barbara, I'm very sorry,

but I'm not going to be able to go with you today.

But... you promised!

Well, I know I did, but...

Well, something came up and I can't leave town.

Maybe next week, hmm?

I was looking forward so much to this afternoon, I...

Oh, don't cry. Please.

I beg your pardon, Wyatt.

But I think we can take care of any emergencies

that might come up while you're away.

Maybe you're right, Hal.

Come on.

We'll be over in the grove if you need me.

Right.

See you later.

Come on, boy!

This is wonderful.

You know, I don't know when I've had a meal like that.

Well, I had some help from the hotel.

That hotel never made a pie like this.

I'm glad you enjoyed it, Wyatt.

Here, I'll give you a hand.

No, this is a woman's job.

Now, I want to know all about Wyatt Earp.

Not the marshal of Dodge City.

I can read about him in the papers.

He's the only one I know.

No, he isn't.

I want to know where you came from.

What kind of a boy you were.

Well...

You're kind of curious, aren't you?

I'm interested.

Well, I was born in Monmouth, Illinois.

When I was 16 we all moved out to California

and settled in San Bernardino.

Came by wagon train.

Did you love your parents?

Were you close to them?

I loved them very much.

We had a good home life.

Mom and Dad, my two sisters...

Jim, Morgan, Virgil, Newton... those are my brothers.

We had just about the right mixture of family discipline,

and young male independence, I'd say.

How about you, Barbara?

Well, what young life I had was wonderful.

I didn't have very much, though.

Both my parents died before I was 15.

I'm sorry.

My father was a horse trader.

I had a pony of my own,

and now they're both dead.

You've had a lot of shock for someone so young.

Believe me, these things take time, but you get over them.

You know something?

You're too beautiful to be sad.

I know you can smile, because I've seen you.

It's just about the prettiest sight I ever saw.

Do you really think I'm beautiful?

Very.

Then...

why don't you...

hold me?

Oh, Barbara...

Stand up!

I'm going to kill you.

But first I want you to know why.

Stand perfectly still and keep your hand away from your gun.

I wouldn't use it on you anyway.

I'm not a widow, I've never been married.

My name is not Phillips. It's Clements.

Does that name mean anything to you?

You killed my father!

I've known a lot of men by the name of Clements,

but I've never killed any of them.

You sent him to prison.

The same as killing if they're innocent!

I don't decide innocence or guilt.

That's up to a judge and jury.

My father's name is Martin Clements.

I remember him.

I caught him in the act of robbing the Wichita Bank.

You're lying.

The Clements family had a bad name,

so you saw your chance when my father went to Wichita.

He was a cattle man.

He was in the bank making a deposit.

And you wounded him.

You sent him to prison for 10 years and it killed him.

An innocent man.

He died in less than 4 years.

Miss Clements, I'm going to have to tell you the truth

about your father.

He was a cattle man, in a sense.

But he was a rustler too, among other things.

He and 4 others were robbing the bank when I saw him.

I wounded him, yes, because he was shooting at me.

I could have killed him, but I didn't.

You're lying to try to save your life, but it won't work!

I'm telling the truth to save my life,

and to keep you from being a murderess.

Nobody will suspect me.

I'll say somebody shot you from hiding.

All right.

Get it over with.

Turn around!

No.

I want to see it when it happens.

Turn around, I said!

I can't do it! I can't!

It's all right, Miss!

There's somebody here who can.

Mr. Dundee, isn't it?

That's right.

Move out of the line of fire, Miss!

Go on!

Put down that gun, Mr. Dundee. You're not a killer.

You're wrong there!

I wasn't before you sent me up, but I am now!

Can I talk to you for a minute?

Go ahead!

I'd like to hear you begging.

I'm not begging, Mr. Dundee.

I just want to tell you a little bit about shooting.

In a few seconds, if you don't drop that gun,

I'm going to jump.

You don't know which way I'm going to go,

so you'll probably miss.

At least your first shot isn't going to kill me.

Meantime, I'll be shooting at you, and I'm not bluffing.

I won't miss.

I've waited too many years to miss.

For 3 years, 8 months, and 17 days I've waited for this!

You're gonna have to kill me this time!

I ain't never going back to that...

Ugh!

You all right, Miss Clements?

Dundee!

Is he dead?

No.

I want to use your horse, Mr. Hogan.

Dundee's horse is probably in the bushes some place.

I'd appreciate it if you'd drive Miss...

Mrs. Phillips back to town.

I'll pack the prisoner.

Sure, Marshal.

You and Mrs. Phillips, you're all right?

Yes, thank you.

Here's your gun, Mrs. Phillips.

I'm glad you didn't have to use it.

You mean, she tried to...

She helped you?

If she hadn't distracted Mr. Dundee,

I'd probably be dead by now.

Come in.

I'm going away.

I wanted to tell you...

I mean...

I don't seem able to find the words.

Oh, it's not necessary to say anything. I...

I think I know what you feel.

I don't know what I feel.

About you.

I don't know whether I hate you or...

My father.

You were telling me the truth.

But he was still my father.

And I loved him very much.

I know.

Maybe we'll meet again someday.

Somewhere.

And if we do,

I hope we both will have forgotten all of this.

I mean...

I'm sorry.

Well, I...

I've already forgotten it.

Most of it.

Some things I'd like to remember.

Good bye.

Good bye, Wyatt.

Good bye, Barbara.

♪ 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 ♪

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