Gunfight at the O.K. Corral Page #2

I thought we were making a deal.

That's what you said.

I didn't make any deals.

But you know where they went,

don't you?

Look, you're interrupting my game.

Got a real big hate for the law,

haven't you?

There any reason why I shouldn't?

Your brother Morgan ran me

out of Deadwood last year

and impounded $10,000 of my money.

As a matter of fact,

you've got brothers marshalling

all over the frontier, haven't you?

I'll see you again, Holliday,

if you're around.

- What did you find out?

- Not a thing.

It's my hunch they headed

for Tombstone.

Ike's old man has a big ranch there,

but I can't be sure.

Isn't your brother Virgil

a marshal at Tombstone?

That's right.

I sent him a telegram asking him to be

on the lookout for them just in case.

- What are you gonna do?

- There's nothing I can do.

The trail's ice cold.

I'm heading back for Dodge City

in the morning.

- Oh, Mr Holliday.

- Yes?

Would you care

to settle up your bill now?

What I mean, sir, is we didn't know

whether you were checking out or not.

You'll have word in 15 minutes.

Doc, you're walking into a stacked deck.

If Bailey don't get you, the marshal will.

You'd be smart to get out while you can.

You act as if you want to get killed.

Maybe I do.

Holliday, let's check your gun.

Evening, Harry. Usual.

Yes, sir.

I understand there's a gentleman

in from Fort Worth to see me.

This gentleman should have

taught his brother better

than to deal with a marked deck.

Well, if you happen

to see this gentleman,

tell him I'll be waiting for him

at Boot Hill.

He'll have only one direction

to travel from there,

down.

Come to think of it,

he's no gentleman at all.

He's a son of a yellow-bellied sow!

All right, Doc, let's go.

Right on cue.

What's the charge?

- We'll think of one.

- I'm sure you will.

Thanks, Harry.

All right, get him out of here.

It's all over, folks. Break it up.

Come on, step up to the bar.

Free drinks on the house!

Come on,

give me some beer, bartender.

It's always a mess after a killing.

Looks like Doc spoiled everybody's fun.

He's crazy, but he's got nerve though,

plenty of nerve.

Shanssey! Mr Earp!

What are you gonna do about this?

You saw what happened.

They had no right to take Doc off.

They're gonna do something to him.

I know it.

Kate Fisher, friend of Doc's.

He's gonna be framed. You saw it.

Bailey pulled a gun on him.

Wait a minute, Miss Fisher.

Take it easy.

Why don't you just relax

and let the law handle this?

There ain't no law in this town.

I never saw a man beg more

to get his brains blown out.

Please, you gotta help him.

- Doc Holliday is none of my business.

- Please, mister.

I don't want any part of him.

I don't even like him.

I'm sorry. Good night.

Kate, I can have a pair of saddle horses

put 'round back of the hotel.

That's as much as I can do.

With the feeling against Doc,

I wouldn't stay in business 10 minutes

if they knew I'd helped him.

Ten, please.

- Wilson live here?

- Why, no, sir.

They're just holding Doc Holliday

upstairs in his room.

Oh.

- Mr Earp?

- Look, Miss Fisher,

I told you this is none of my business.

I don't care

what you think of me and Doc.

There's a lynch mob starting

across the street.

That's your business, ain't it?

Don't make no difference

whether Doc is right or wrong.

He don't deserve to be hung

by a pack of animals!

You're getting out of here.

Since when have you taken

to rescuing gamblers in distress?

Don't take it personal, Doc.

I just don't like lynchings.

- What are we waiting for?

- Not yet.

I'd say now is a very good time.

Hey, George's barn!

Get the buckets!

That's it.

Get going down the back stairs.

Much obliged, Marshal.

I'll see you in Dodge City

and thank you properly.

You can thank me properly

by staying out of Dodge City.

More water! More water!

Whoa!

How about that?

Can you take me

to Mrs Deeds' boarding house?

- Yes, ma'am.

- I have a trunk and a bag.

Little out of place for Dodge City,

wouldn't you say?

That's strictly big-city stuff.

Looks like she's going to stay a while.

Got a trunk.

I gotta go on a posse.

That's what I came to see you about.

Chief Dull Knife is on a rampage again.

I'm gonna have to borrow your deputies.

You're always short of men.

- Who's the girl?

- Yeah, who's the girl?

Girl? What girl?

Oh.

I was too busy finding out

that Doc Holliday and his lady friend

have just checked in

at the Dodge House.

Doc Holliday?

I told him to keep out of Dodge City.

I'd better get over there

before he unpacks.

- You gonna lend me your deputies?

- Well, all right,

but I'll have to keep Charlie

here with me.

- Giddap!

- You can have the rest of the boys.

Don't forget to get back

before those cattle drives.

You know how business picks up

when the cowpokes hit town.

Mario, go on out and get some fresh air.

The Mayor's Welcoming Committee,

huh?

I thought I told you

to stay out of Dodge City.

I like a sharp razor, don't you?

Care for a shave?

There's a stage for Abilene

in the morning. I want you to be on it.

Can't. The Marshal of Abilene

sent me here.

As a matter of fact, I wish someone

would write you fellows a new speech.

I've had the same one

in the last five towns.

All right, you'll stay

in your hotel room then,

till day after tomorrow.

I'll personally escort you

to the westbound train.

Wyatt, we've got to face a hard fact.

I'm in a state

of complete financial collapse.

I don't even have the price of a ticket.

Shanssey told me you had

quite a bankroll back there in Griffin.

Shanssey ought to know.

He had $10,000 of mine in his safe.

You know what that son of a gun did?

You recall I had to leave town

rather hastily.

Those two horses in back of the hotel

cost me $5,000 apiece.

Now how about that? Towel, please.

Oh, thank you.

Everyone puts such an outlandish value

on my life.

Say, Wyatt,

how much do you earn?

About $100 a month and $2 an arrest?

- You trying to bribe me?

- Oh, no. Not you.

I feel compelled to offer you

an honest business proposition.

That's not bad.

- You got any money saved?

- Some.

Gonna buy a small ranch

or a country store some day, huh?

Well, I'll make it easy for you.

You stake me to $1,000

and I'll split my winnings.

The cowboys are coming

and the stakes will be big.

50-50, huh?

Now, actually,

any number of people would

be glad to back me for 10%%,

but I like you, Wyatt Earp. I like your cut.

Why so generous with the split?

Look, a barber needs this.

You're a lawman, you need a gun.

I'm a gambler.

Money's just a tool of my trade.

Of course,

you will guarantee you won't lose.

I never lose.

You see, poker's played

by desperate men who cherish money.

I don't lose because I have nothing

to lose, including my life. Is it a deal?

Of all the low-down gall.

Well, you're just gonna have to

stake me to a railroad ticket.

Holliday, I've done some foolish things

in my life.

I'm about to do another.

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