Gunfight at the O.K. Corral Page #4
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- 1957
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I think I'll call it a night.
Will you cash me in, Frank? Good night.
Good night, Mayor Kelly.
- Good night, Miss Denbow.
- May I see you home?
No, thank you, Doc. Good night.
Good night.
- Well, how about a little draw, boys?
- All right.
I get a little ante in there and we'II...
Good night.
She's a real lady
and lucky.
That's true.
And what have we here?
Let's see.
Kelly, I need Luke Short.
Ritchie Bell and two of his boys
held up the bank in Salina.
They killed the cashier.
They're heading this way.
I sent Luke to Abilene, Wyatt. I'm sorry.
How soon do you have to pull out?
Right away if I expect to
pick up their trail.
Doggone it, Luke's the only one in town
who can handle a gun.
- Somebody's gotta mind the town.
Want a gunhand?
You?
No, thanks.
The only trouble is
those best able to testify to my aim
aren't around for comment.
- I'll take care of it alone.
- Suit yourself.
Hold up your right hand.
Do you solemnly swear to uphold...
Oh, this is ridiculous.
You're deputized. Grab some gear.
I'll get the horses.
Wait a minute.
Don't I get to wear a tin star?
Not on your life!
Medicine.
For a smart gambler,
you sure play sucker odds.
You're gonna be dead inside of a year.
What do you know
about odds, Preacher?
This kind of cough doesn't go away.
Why don't you get out
- Pack up and go live in the mountains.
- Not me.
You're just ornery enough
to live to a ripe old age.
No, I'm not gonna
let it drain me out slow.
Sure, play it hard and fast.
Listen, Wyatt, the only thing
I'm really scared of is dying in bed.
I don't want to go little by little.
Someday, somebody's got to
out-shoot me,
and it'll be over with real quick.
Earp, I didn't come along
to hear you preach a sermon.
You know,
I've been wondering about that.
Why did you come?
If I stick around long enough,
sooner or later you've got to
put your head in a noose.
I'm gonna bail you out.
I've only got one debt in this world,
and I don't like owing it to you.
You don't owe me a thing.
I've never needed anybody in my life
and I sure don't need Doc Holliday.
You're pretty positive about that.
As far as I'm concerned, you can get
on your horse and keep riding.
No, thanks. I think I'll stay.
You know, Wyatt, you and I
are pretty much alike, actually.
Both of us live with a gun.
The only difference is that badge.
What's the matter, Preacher,
don't you like being preached at?
Shut up and go to sleep.
Ritchie Bell won't be robbing
any more banks.
- I thought you were asleep.
- No, I figured.
Let's head back to Dodge.
I want to get in a bed.
What for? They're not going anyplace.
Neither are we.
I'm getting some sleep.
Get out of those stinking saloons,
pack up, live in the mountains.
- Charlie.
- Hi.
I'll go in and fix up the coroner's report.
Thanks a lot, Doc.
You and I are even.
Not yet.
Not until the debt's paid in full, Marshal.
I hear you did
some pretty fancy shooting, Doc.
Well, all in a day's work for a deputy.
You all right?
Find Kate and tell her to come up
to the hotel right away, will you?
Kate hasn't been around
for a while, Doc.
What do you mean?
Well, I mean, nobody's seen her
on this side of town since you rode out.
Should I get a doctor?
Morning, Laura.
Oh, I never thought
I'd be glad to see you.
- Something wrong?
- My horse has gone lame.
Right forefoot.
- Hoof's split. Better not ride him in.
- Oh.
Leave him here. He won't go far.
- I'll send the blacksmith out.
- Nice you happened along.
I didn't happen along.
I know you ride out this way every day.
Come on, I'll give you a ride into town.
Unless you'd rather walk six miles.
Better hold on tight.
Tighter.
Doc, what are you doing up
this time of day? It's only 3:00.
I'm on a health bender, up before noon,
take a 20-yard walk.
What's the action here?
Picking up the hardware
as soon as the cowboys hit town.
Sure don't look like
Bat's gonna get back
with our deputies soon enough.
Where's Kate?
Where is she, Charlie?
It's kind of touchy, Doc, I...
I...
Yes?
You promised Wyatt there wouldn't
be any gunplay, Doc. Now you can't...
Where is she, Charlie?
Wiley's Hotel. Ringo blew into town
and Kate's taken up with him.
Sure is a lot of beef coming in here.
This is just the beginning. Wait till the...
Look, Doc, a gunfight right now
could cause Wyatt a lot of trouble,
a lot of trouble!
Sure is a mess of cattle here.
Get out and stay out, you no-good tramp
and don't come back!
So you got homesick.
- Well, well, if it ain't the little deputy.
- You've been gone for three days.
I didn't think you'd notice.
You've been gallivanting
all over the country with Mr Virtue.
I was sick, Kate. I needed you.
Why don't you put a rope
around my neck
and pull on it when you want me?
Can't stay away.
Just can't stay away, can you?
Oh, leave me alone, Doc.
Always got to crawl back to your gutter.
Maybe I wouldn't
if you ever noticed I was alive!
What difference does it make to you
where I go or who I take up with?
Shut up!
Get your things together, you're leaving.
She's staying here.
Keep out of this, Ringo.
You got no right
to come busting in here.
I'm talking to Kate! Take a walk.
Anything you got to say,
you can say in front of him.
You slut.
Wait a minute, Holliday.
You don't talk to my woman like that.
- Your woman. Anybody's woman.
I don't have a gun, Ringo.
You got one now.
Reach.
- I'm not fighting.
- He won't fight.
he'd be a good little boy.
I heard you made your reputation
against a bunch of drunks.
Go on, reach.
I'm not fighting.
Well, have a drink then.
Oh, Doc.
It was a lovely dance.
I'm sorry I have to leave so soon.
You're breaking a lot of hearts.
- Good night, Mayor Kelly.
- Good night, Miss Denbow.
- May I take you somewhere?
- No, thank you. It's just a short way.
It's early and I have to ride out
for the bluffs.
Oh, it is lovely here. I'm glad I came.
You've lost your poker face.
You look like a scared little girl.
I'm not scared,
and I'm certainly not a little girl.
Why did you come out here with me?
I wish I could answer that. I don't know.
I'll tell you why you came.
- Frisky bunch, eh, Ringo?
- Yeah.
and for all who owns the cowtowns!
Yeah.
Shanghai Pierce has hit town.
His men are hoo-hahing Front Street.
Now see if you can find Wyatt
quick as you can and get some help.
I'll try to hold them off.
I don't want anybody out there
on the streets.
Pierce, call off your men
before somebody gets hurt.
Tell your boss I'm waiting
for his personal invitation.
You're under arrest, Pierce.
- You hear that, Ringo? I'm under arrest.
- I heard.
Sure are noisy.
Sure are.
- Let's quit. I want to get out of here.
- Just keep dealing.
I'm not breaking this run. Hit me.
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