My Darling Clementine Page #4

- Will you oblige me, ma'am?

- Thank you.

Hold it, folks.

Dag-blast it, hold it!

Sashay back and make room for our

new marshal and his lady fair.

Well, by gollies!

Marshal, I hope you're as

good a dad-blasted carver...

as you are a dad-blasted

good dancer.

Oh, you know...

Pardon me for intruding on

your dinner party, marshal.

That's all right. Sit and join us.

Clem, I told you last night to

leave Tombstone and go back East.

I also told you if you

didn't leave, I would.

He)', Doc!

That's the second

time in three days...

you've been trying to run

somebody out of town.

That's my business.

That's what I'm paid for.

Miss Carter or any other decent citizen

can stay here as long as they want to.

We're through talking. My advice to

you is, start carrying your gun.

That's good advice.

Doc's gone.

He's left town. He was going to

Mexico and take me with him.

He was gonna marry me.

Well, you're leaving too!

- What's the matter?

- It's just a common case of hysteria.

Oh, it is, is it?

- What're you doing?

- None of your business.

- Behave yourself. Get out.

- I won't get out till she leaves town.

Do you want me to spank you?

Take your hands off me.

Leave me alone!

What do you know? What do

you know about Doc and me?

We was going to Mexico to get married.

Yes, he was gonna marry me.

Until this Miss Milkface comes

pussyfooting along and...

Where'd you get that?

- Doc. Where do you think I got it?

- You ain't lying?

Why should I lie? He gives me everything

I've got. I've got a roomful of stuff.

Keep your door locked, Miss Carter.

See that this wildcat stays in

her room and tell Virg to stay.

What's up?

Doc Holliday.

- Where's Holliday?

- He came in about a half-hour ago.

Got his saddlebag and a sack of gold

out of the safe and left in a hurry.

- Were you looking for Doc?

- I am.

Well, he left on the bullion

stage, riding shotgun.

- Left town?

- For Tucson.

Get my bay mare up to the

jail, will you, Jess?

Sure.

You! Whiskey for my boys.

I think the Huachuca Pass is

your best bet, Wyatt. Good luck.

Thank you, Jess.

How long ago did the

stage come through?

- About 15, 20 minutes.

- Doc Holliday on it?

Yes, and he was sure going to town.

I need fresh horses.

Cut me out two, Joe.

- One that'll lead well.

- All right, marshal.

That bay looks good.

Hey! Hey! Hey!

Hey!

Pull up!

Whoa, whoa! Easy. Whoa!

I told you I'm through

talking, marshal.

You're coming back to

Tombstone with me, Doc.

Sorry, I'm not going back.

Well, in that case, I'll

be taking you back.

Go for your gun, marshal.

You call it, Doc.

- Who is it?

- The marshal.

Why don't you go chase

yourself up an alley?

Who do you think you are?

- Chihuahua, open this door.

- Doc? Is that you, Doc?

- I said, open this door.

- Yeah, Doc. Just a minute.

Chihuahua!

- Yes, Doc.

- Open this door before I kick it down!

Yeah, Doc, let me get something on.

Well, hurry up!

Chihuahua!

Come in, Doc.

Chihuahua, why did you tell the

marshal I gave you this jewelry?

Well, you did, Doc.

You gave it to me.

I never saw this piece of junk in

my whole life. Who gave it to you?

You can't remember

everything you give me.

- Sure you did. Don't you remember?

- When?

Two or three days ago. I don't know.

What difference does it make?

That being the case, I charge you with

the murder of my brother, James Earp.

- He's fooling.

- I ain't fooling.

It was stolen from him the

night he was shot in the back.

Now do you still insist

I gave it to you?

- No, no, of course not.

- Then who did?

- I ain't gonna be a squealer, Doc.

- Let's go, Doc.

Well, you told me to go away and squall

my silly little songs somewhere else.

So I came up here

and had a good cry.

There was a knock

at the door and...

I thought it was you.

I opened the door and...

it was Billy Clanton.

Billy Clanton! Go get him, Virg.

- What's happened?

- There's been a shooting. Stay outside.

Quiet!

She's badly hurt.

Mayor, you'd better send to

Huachuca for an army doctor.

- We have to operate immediately.

- That'll take five or six hours, Doc.

You're a doctor, ain't you?

Doctor!

Morg, go get Miss

Carter. She's a nurse.

Tell her to stop by Doc's

and get the doctor's bag.

Mac! You and Buck go

clean the saloon.

Put two poker tables together

and put lights around them.

Sure.

Doc, you're gonna operate.

- Drop her feet, Kirby. Drop her feet.

- Hurry, Doc.

Mac, the light. Over here.

Doc's here, honey. Oh,

she's been right brave.

Sorry, Doc.

Still mad?

No, honey.

Look. I haven't got anything

to put you to sleep...

so this is going to

hurt like blazes.

Yell, scream, holler.

Anything you like.

Tell me when you're ready.

Bite on it. Bite hard.

Oh. Oh, Ma!

There, there, honey,

Doc's going to help you.

I'm looking for your

brother, Billy Clanton.

He's right in there, Mr. Earp.

My boy Billy.

Shot down on the

streets of Tombstone.

Murdered.

It's too bad it had to end

this way, Mr. Clanton.

Get mounted.

Hi, Doc.

You're all right.

You've been a brave girl.

All right, lift her

up gently please.

Doc... I mean, doctor,

I'm gonna take her to my house

and take good care of her.

Can't I do that, marshal?

Sure.

Dr. Holliday.

Thanks.

I'm awfully proud of you, John.

Thanks, Clem. She was a brave girl.

Mac, you ever been in love?

No, I've been a

bartender all my life.

We'll be waiting for you,

marshal, at the O.K. Corral.

Marshal!

Well, the Clantons are at

the O.K. Corral all right.

They're barricaded down there.

We want you to count us in on this.

We ain't fighting men, but we

sure like to help you out.

Thanks, deacon, but this is

strictly a family affair.

What's the matter? They

too yellow to come fight?

They'll come.

Easy on that keg, son.

How's Chihuahua?

She's dead.

"Doctor" John Holliday!

When do we start?

Sunup.

Sun up, Ike! Phin! Sam!

Sun's coming up, marshal.

- Now, got everything straight?

- Yeah.

Let's go.

Here they come!

Doc Holliday's with them.

Wait till they get

closer, you fools.

Phin, cover your brother.

Morning, Mr. Clanton.

- Let's talk a while.

- Ike!

Well, now.

You go right ahead and talk.

I got a warrant here

for you and your sons.

Charging the murder of

James and Virgil Earp.

There's also a charge

of cattle-rustling.

I'm giving you a chance to

submit to proper authority.

Well, you come on right in here,

marshal, and serve your warrant.

Which one of you killed James?

I did. And the other one too.

Then I'm gonna kill you.

Throw your gun down and

come on out, old man.

My boys. Ike. Sam. Phin. Billy!

They're dead.

I ain't gonna kill you.

I hope you live a hundred years.

Feel just a little what

my pa's gonna feel.

Now get out of town.

Start wandering.

Wyatt.

- Doc?

- Yeah.

Goodbye, ma'am. Mighty nice to

have made your acquaintance.

Get along, horses.

There's so many things

I wanted to say and...

now nothing seems appropriate.

Yes, ma'am, I...

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