The Life and Legend of Wyatt Earp (1955–1961): Season 3, Episode 8 - Little Pistol - full transcript

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♪ Brave, courageous and bold ♪

♪ Long live his fame and long live his glory ♪

♪ And long may his story be told ♪

Story of Susan Leonard, the child known as Little Pistol

is a part of a legend of western folkore.

Except for the intervention of Wyatt Earp and Doc Holliday.

Susan might have vanished into a nameless grave.

As it happened, Little Pistol became the central character

of an episode which started tongues waging



from Dodge to the New Mexico border.

Gossip established Susan Leonard

as the first female outlaw in the western country.

But the truth about Little Pistol

as truth often turns out to be

was stranger than any fiction.

Oh, thank you.

Well, some favor Prairie chicken

but give me Bobwhite quail and toast.

It's a handsome spread, Ms. Kate.

Thanks, Wyatt.

John dear, you need good nourishing food.

I have it, Katie.

The very essence of corn dissolved in alcohol.



They're robbing my place. Where is my gun?

Shoot, Wyatt. Shoot.

No, there are too many people.

Wyatt, John, the dinner.

You're talking of dinner when I'm being robbed.

The drawer's clean. How much was in it?

About 20,000, Doc.

Alright, this one is dead. Take him over to Dr. McCarty.

Come on, get up.

- You recognize any of them?
- No, Marshal.

They had masks with eye holes cut in them.

Quit jabbering.

They haven't got much of a start, we can catch them.

- Take care of the body.
- 'Okay, boys, let's go.'

Hiya.

Over there.

Must be them.

20,000 dollars and my best faro dealer.

Wait a minute, Doc.

I know how you feel, but let's not rush into things.

Wyatt, this isn't John Law business, it's personal.

And what about your horse?

Old Loco enjoys living, you know.

Let's make this fight on foot.

Why do you always have to be right?

It ain't your money, it ain't your best faro dealer.

You can afford to remain calm, cool, and collected.

Alright, General Custer, I'll await your orders.

Well, we can't cut them off and run him

but we can try and out think them.

I hope they're cooking breakfast.

Virgil!

Give me that.

Doc, give me a hand.

That's a girl.

Take her coat off her arms.

Stand still you little brat. Put your arm down.

- Stand still, honey.
- Put it down.

We're not gonna hurt you. Now, just stand still.

The bullet just nicked it.

Give me this.

- What's your name, sis?
- Little Pistol.

- We need your real name.
- Won't tell you nothing.

- Take it easy, honey.
- You little brat.

- You oughta have a spanking.
- You give me back my pistol.

Not until your bandage's tied.

We're wasting time, Wyatt. We could overtake those fellows.

Nothing bushwhacking. I wanna ask her a few questions.

I want my pistol, you give me back my pistol.

Alright.

Hey, you're unloading it.

What do you expect him to do? Let you shoot us?

You take her, Wyatt. I'm going after my money.

Wait a minute, Doc. Here.

Look, there's no sense in cold trailing it alone.

Besides, I think she'll talk.

That little wild cat.

Stop her. Wyatt, she took those cartridges from the pocket.

Hold still, you little brat.

We better take all her clothes off.

I'll just take her gun.

Now, you had your chance to behave.

I hate you. I'll kill you both.

She oughta have her breeches warmed.

Alright, you spank her.

No, you do it.

I'm so mad, I might raise blisters.

You must be hungry, come on.

Where?

- Dodge City.
- No.

Alright, suit yourself.

I want my pistol. You give me back my pistol.

You stop that.

The next time you touch that gun I'm gonna leave you right here.

- Wasn't touching it.
- Yes, you were.

Little girls like you got no business with guns.

- You've nothing to be afraid.
- I'm not afraid.

Well, everybody is scared of something.

Are you really Wyatt Earp and is he really Doc Holliday?

- That's right.
- You're fast guns.

- Now, who told you that?
- They..

Nobody.

- Who's they?
- Nobody.

Alright.

I told you to shoot her, Rocky.

It's too hard in here, boss.

I did take a crack at her, but guess I missed.

Well, I don't think she'll talk but she might.

We'll have to ride back into Dodge tonight.

Now, scrub hard, child.

Then we'll get dressed in these nice clean clothes.

- Isn't this a pretty dress?
- No, I want my old clothes.

Oh, no, you don't. They're filthy.

Wyatt will like you much better in decent little girls clothes.

He likes you. Don't you like him?

No, he took my gun.

Oh, little girls don't go around carrying guns

and trying to shoot people.

Now... come on.

We'll get all nice and dry.

If I wear the clothes, can I go see Mr. Earp?

No, Wyatt is too busy in his office.

Then I'll tear up the clothes I'll tear them up right now.

No, no. Alright, you can see Wyatt.

Well, put your mind to it, Doc.

You used to handle kids when you were practicing dentistry.

How did you, uh, how did you gain their confidence?

I didn't. I used to have their parents hold them

while I shoved the wodden block in their mouths

so they wouldn't bite.

- Then I yanked the tooth.
- Yeah, well, that's no good.

Wyatt, you leave the obvious.

Maybe our Little Pistol belonged to one of the gang.

Maybe, she was kidnapped.

At any rate, we've got a scared youngster on our hands.

We still gotta try and gain her confidence

and make her talk.

She probably could name every man in that bunch if she wanted.

Perhaps, they'll come back for her.

Hm.

Wyatt, she's a deadly witness.

Maybe they'll kidnap her or even kill her.

You say that mighty offhanded.

I don't expend sentiment I can't afford, Marshal.

If we had left her, like I wanted

we could have caught up with those hoodlums.

Now, where are we?

'Or to put it bluntly, where's my money?'

You cherish Little Pistol, I don't like brats.

You go away, I came to see Mr. Earp.

Boy..

How can he be such a fast gun if he drink so much?

Well, liquor doesn't seem to affect him.

What a pretty little gal.

- New clothes, huh?
- Stop it!

I want my gun and I want the bullets.

Oh, well, then you gonna have to trade.

For what?

You answer some questions and I'll return the gun.

What questions?

We'll start with what's your name?

I told you. It's Little Pistol.

- Well, you have another name.
- No. Just Little Pistol.

Alright, then who were those men you were with.

Can't tell ya?

- Why not?
- They'll get me.

Doc Holliday and I are guarding you day and night.

That's pretty fast.

They'll come at night and you won't be around.

Well, you can stay here with me during the day and..

And at night you can stay with Doctor and Mrs. Holliday.

No! I wanna stay with you all the time.

I don't like Mrs. Holliday. She talks too much.

She reminds me of my..

Can I stay with you, mister, all the time?

Well, I tell you what, why don't I..

I-I'll move in with Doctor and Mrs. Holliday

and you could stay with us all.

- How about that, huh?
- No! You just want me to tell.

Then you'll send me to the orphan's home or some place.

- Orphan's home? Your folks...
- You're not getting me to talk.

Wait a minute. I gotta catch the outlaws and put 'em in jail

and then they won't bother you, understand?

In order for me to do that, you gotta tell me who they are.

- You understand that?
- Well..

- I'll think about it.
- Good.

Now, I gotta go out and patrol

and you can walk right along with me.

- I'll tell you one name. Susan.
- Susan. And who's that?

- That's me!
- Oh!

Susan, huh?

Well, I like Susan. That's a mighty pretty name.

Thank you.

You better not try it. It's a little too risky.

We'll camp outside Dodge and try to get him tomorow.

I didn't spot any strangers around.

Wyatt, why don't you turn in on the sofa?

- Oh, you take a rest.
- I don't sleep much.

If I doze off, Katie will spell me.

They're not likely to come around here.

Mommy.

Daddy.

Where are you?

Indians, Apaches..

Don't kill me, please. Oh, don't kill me.

You'll be alright, sis.

Take it easy, darling. Lay back down.

- Doc and I are...
- Gentlemen, what is it?

- Just take it easy.
- Kid had a nightmare.

- That's it, darling.
- Oh, poor baby.

Perhaps, if we gave her a little soothing syrup.

My tooth, it aches. It aches so awful.

- Right here.
- I'll have a look.

Katie, bring that lamp down.

No, it'll hurt worse.

- Wyatt, you better hold her.
- Yeah.

Now, open your mouth wide, honey.

- I wanna get a look.
- No, I wan't Mr. Earp to look.

Alright, honey, you come up here and open your mouth wide

and I'll take a look, huh? That's it.

You're a good girl, sis. You can close your mouth now.

It still hurts.

Alright, Mrs. Holliday will give you some medicine.

Come on, Wyatt. You go to sleep, honey.

- Where you going?
- Outside, in the hall.

- We'll leave the door open.
- Be right back.

Pain will be gone quicker than a wink, dear.

'I'll pour a teaspoonful of this thing.'

'You gulp it right down.'

She's got a couple of impacted right upper molars.

Would you be kind enough to ask Dr. McCarthy

if he's got any nitrous oxide.

Nitrous oxide?

'There! Now drink some water, honey.'

Dr. McCarthy'll know what it is.

Did you ever hear a woman talk so much?

Hey, are you sure this new gas thing in the jig is safe?

I didn't give her much.

It's to stop her talking, the main idea.

Nitrous oxide does that?

Sometimes.

Occasionally, it makes them giggle or talk silly.

Well, you take rest, Doc. Ms Kate and I will watch her.

Alright, Wyatt.

Yes, baby. Wyatt?

- Wyatt?
- Hm?

- Think she's coming out of it.
- Yeah.

Don't shoot at them.

Wait... the soldiers.

Yes, I will hide in the barn, mommy.

'I'll stay there until..'

Susie, Susie.

What happened after you hid in the barn, huh?

Barn? I didn't stay there.

I got scared.

Apaches all around the house.

I ran into the bushes.

They caught me.

One-Eye Milburn. One-Eye Milburn.

They gave me to One-Eye Milburn.

Don't kill me. Please don't kill me.

'Don't kill me..'

Susan, Susan, honey, wake up.

I'm awake, Mr. Earp.

- Now, what's your name, huh?
- Susan Leonard.

- And where do you live?
- Copperspring.

It's in New Mexico.

I'm sleepy.

I'm sleepy, yeah.

Goodnight sweetheart.

Is that the truth or just babbling?

I think it's the truth.

Look, if she wakes up again, you call Doc.

I need to go to the telegraph office.

They're mixed up with that Santa Fe depot.

Via that fort at New Mexico.

This comes from Prescot, Arizona.

Well, army commands move around, Hal.

Apache attack at Coppersprings.

One-Eye Milburn believed to have ridden with Indians.

You stay here and watch the office.

- I'll be at the Dodge House.
- Right.

Well, how's the little patient this morning, huh?

- Pulse normal, Wyatt.
- I'm mad at you.

Why didn't you stay here all night, like you promised?

Well, there were big dunes last night, Susan. Don't you remember?

Yeah. Doc Holliday pulled out two of my teeth. See.

Yeah.

Well, those are mighty horrible looking wounds.

Does it hurt, huh?

- What?
- I'm in agony.

- Oh.
- Now, Susan.

- Go on, eat all your oatmeal.
- Ow.

- Katie, I said lukewarm.
- She burned me.

Here, I'll go and cool it.

I'll put it in the ice box, John?

Katie, all you have to do is pour cold milk on it.

Get that maid up here, this place looks like a pigpen.

Right away, John.

Wyatt..

Katie said that Suisun got caught in an Indian fight.

Yeah, she did a lot of talking.

- Who talked?
- You did.

I did not. I don't remember saying one word.

Yeah, well, I remember.

Let's see, you're Susan Leonard

and you're from Coppersprings, New Mexico.

- I told you that?
- Yep.

You also told me that the Apaches captured you

and turned you over to a white renegade named

of One-Eye Milburn.

It's all a lie, a big lie.

I think Milburn's our man, but what I can't figure out

is why he'd want to keep Susan alive.

- You want to tell us that?
- The other men wouldn't let..

I'm not talking.

Wyatt, did you check this out with the army?

Yeah, there was an Apache attack in Coppersprings alright.

Milburn's believed to have ridden with the Indians.

Any line on where he might be?

No, but I'm gonna wire all the sheriffs

between here and the New Mexico line.

Susie, did one-eye Milburn wear a patch over his eye?

I won't tell you nothing.

Then let's make a deal. You describe Mr. Milburn and

I'll give you your gun.

No.

Maybe we oughta give Susan some more gas.

I think it will be a very good idea.

Shame on you, Wyatt. That stuff is dangerous.

Have you no pity in your heart for this child?

None at all. It wouldn't work a second time.

- They want me to depend on 'em.
- Oh, my poor baby.

Oh, Katie and her maternal mood.

Wyatt, let's do our detective work at the bar.

'You drink too much.'

And you're nothing but a big old John Law

trying to get me in trouble.

That's right, dear. Don't trust any man.

- Now, wait a minute, I tried...
- Wyatt, don't apologize.

You're nothing but a sassy little snip

and Kate you're nothing but a sentimental idiot.

Come on Wyatt.

I see through you both now. Ms. Kate is my only friend.

Now, remember, we ride straight up to the hotel.

Rocky and me will go inside and attend to the kid.

And we will blast our way out if we have to.

I don't like it, boss.

Earp and Holliday can do some blasting too.

That's fine with me if you wanna go on the run

with a murder and kidnapping charge against us.

That kid's the only one that can identify us.

I wanted to get rid of her days ago

but I let you talk me out of it.

Now all in favor of taking my advice say so.

We're all in.

- Let's go.
- Alright.

I'm a mighty worried.

Well, there's no need to be.

Milburn's easy to spot.

I'll spread this telegram around

and there'll be a posse and soldiers on his tail.

It's not Milburn.

It's Katie, she wants to adopt Susan.

- What?
- Impudent, sassy little brat.

I'd spank her three times a day if I had to go to court for it.

Besides, there's the element of contagion.

Yeah.

Wyatt, I'm gonna put my foot down hard with Katie.

I want you to back me up.

Alright. Now, there's some doubt that Susan is an orphan.

- What?
- Apaches attacked settlement.

Her mummy and daddy sent her into the barn to hide

but ran off in the brush somewhere.

- It's just possible...
- Nonsense.

They are dead, both of them.

Don't you go upsetting Katie with thatkind of talk, Wyatt.

I just thought you said...

I said it and I mean every word of it.

Ms. Kate shouldn't go getting her heart set...

Wyatt, it's her heart.

It's not yours.

- Now where you going?
- To the telegraph office.

Now, you take care of Susan, Papa Holliday.

Howdy.

You got a little girl of about 10 years old living here.

- You're lying.
- He's lying, Milburn.

Hey, it's the kid. Let's get her, boys.

One-Eye Milburn, he's after me.

No, he's not, Susie.

Doc Holliday and I dropped him allover the street.

Is One-Eye dead?

If he's not, he's sure gonna wish he was.

Now this telegram just came.

Looks like your prayers have been answered.

Mommy and daddy are alive.

But I didn't pray for it.

I guess I'm wicked.

I was sure I'd never see mommy and daddy again

so-so I prayed for something else.

Oh, what was that?

Well... I prayed that you give me back my gun

then I prayed that I grow up and be one of your deputies

and live with you.

Is what awful wicked?

Well, Susie, an arrangement like that can be sinful

but the good Lord saved you.

♪ 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 ♪

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