The Outlaw
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- 1943
- 116 min
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Doc Holiday just got off
the stagecoach.
- Want me and the boys to come along?
- Why do you ask that?
Well, I certainly wouldn't want to
fool around with him alone.
I don't blame ya, but I'm not gonna
make any trouble for Doc Holiday.
He's my best friend.
As long as I'm sheriff around here
the place is his.
Hi. Where's Doc Holiday?
In here, Pat.
Hi, Pat.
Gosh, I'm glad to see you.
Doc, how are you?
You wintered kind of fat,
didn't you?
- What are you doing over this way?
- I wanted to have a talk with you.
The other is, have you seen anything
of a little strawberry roan?
- Yeah.
Cutest little fellow you ever saw.
Mean as mean, but I'd dote on him
like he was pure rock candy.
- What are you laughing at?
- Joke's on whoever done it.
First time I ever felt sorry
for a horse thief.
- Did you hear he was headed this way?
- Yeah.
Put that on the table in there.
What are you gonna have?
I started with rye.
I don't see no cause to change.
- Where you been keeping yourself?
That's what I want to see you about.
I need a little money and I thought
you might want to come in with me.
- What's the matter?
- I'll let you have the money...
but if the deal is like that last one
of yours, better not tell me about it.
Why not?
- Where'd you get that thing?
- They stuck it on me little while ago.
You're the last man I ever thought
would be so easily satisfied.
Man's gotta settle down sometime.
Mike, did you see anything
of a strange strawberry roan?
About 13 hands high
and as cute as bug's ear.
Seems to me I did see one
about that size.
- When I came on duty.
- Where?
- Up in front of the dentist place.
- Where's that?
I'll show you.
I'm only gonna tell you once more.
You put that glass...
on top of your head.
But what are you gonna do then?
Just put it up on your head.
I'll show you.
Best thing in the world
for that dandruff of yours.
Wait a minute, Doc.
Hello, Fred.
Hello, Pat.
You're still using that one, huh?
My old standby.
Never has failed yet.
How many fingers do you see, Fred?
I guess I better take Fred to the jail
and let him sober up there.
You go ahead. The dentist's place
is up the street near the corner.
I'll be along in a minute.
Well, Red, how ya feelin'?
Hello.
- Nice little horse you got here.
- I think so.
- Where'd you get him?
- Bought him in Santa Fe Springs. Why?
Somebody stole him from me
in Sacora.
If it wasn't for those two guns,
I'd say you was hiding in pretty young.
- You think it was me?
- You haven't told me any different.
I ain't going to.
My name's Holiday.
Doc Holiday?
- I've heard of you.
- Thanks.
I don't want to
take advantage of you.
Thanks. I thought it'd be
the other way around.
What's your name, son?
Bonny. William Bonny.
- Billy the Kid, huh?
- Still think I stole your horse?
- How much did you pay for him?
- Wouldn't do any good if I told you.
- Why not?
- I like the horse and got used to him.
- So have I.
- I don't blame you.
- Just like sitting in a rocking chair.
- Now look...
- Hear you're pretty good.
- That's what I hear about you.
All right. You mind standing away
from the front of that horse?
Pretty sure of yourself,
aren't you?
all this trouble for nothing.
That's right.
Hello, Doc.
Had any luck?
- Yes and no.
- It's your horse, ain't it?
It was.
You're a cool one.
Better get you over to the hoosegow
before this gets around.
Come along. Thanks, Doc,
for being so forbearing.
All right.
See why I left off?
He's just a kid.
I told you to come along.
Didn't you hear what I said?
I heard you.
You're not doing any better
than I did.
Wait a minute. I'd like to make you
acquainted with this young man.
Billy, this is an old friend
of mine, Pat Garrett.
Pat, this is Mr. William Bonny.
I've been wanting to meet you
for a long time.
How are you, Billy?
How many fingers do you see?
You ought to use that
only on friends.
While you two are talking I better
put my horse away. Back up, boy.
- Why you...
- Hold it. Don't fly off the handle.
Nice little horse, ain't he, Doc?
- Remember me?
- Where's Mr. Garrett?
I sent him home. How 'bout you and me
having a little talk?
I don't believe in talk, unless
the other fella holds all the cards.
Sonny, that head of yours
sure is screwed on tight.
If it wasn't, somebody would have
knocked it off long ago.
I guess that's right. How did you know
Pat was gonna hit you out there?
Well, it's the first time a sheriff
ever wanted to shake hands with me.
- He heard you say "shake hands. "
- Huh?
How do you do, Mr. Horse?
I'm pleased to meet you.
I'll swear, I didn't know
he could do tricks.
What else can he do?
You back up there and I'll make him take
those gloves right out of your belt.
Over that way a little.
Now back a little farther.
That's far enough, kid.
Put your hands up.
All right, Doc.
- This is new for you, ain't it?
- What?
Bein' arrested for horse stealin'.
Doc, you know I didn't steal that horse
any more than you did.
Billy, many a true word
is spoken in jest.
This is something new
for you too, isn't it, Doc?
Yeah, what's that?
The Great Doc Holiday
getting someone else to help him.
And a policeman at that.
And after the way I've heard
people talk about you...
ever since I was in short pants.
That's enough of that.
Turn around.
- Now walk out that door.
- Wait a minute.
Why?
Well, this thing don't seem to sit
right on my stomach, no how.
What?
Doc, you're not gonna
back out on me?
I'm afraid I am.
I'd never hear the end of this.
Hold on!
I'm not through with you yet.
Step aside, Doc.
He may shoot me in the back.
They tell me that's the way
you've given it to some of the boys.
Now, Pat, that's
Well, Mr. Garrett,
if you believe that...
here's your chance
to do the same to me.
Coming, Doc?
I think I will.
I want the two of you
out of this town by sundown.
What did I do?
That's all right, Doc.
You've got the right
to choose your friends.
Shucks. I don't take kindly
to that at all.
He knows there's no stage
until tomorrow...
and he knows that I'm afoot.
Or am I?
- Not by a darn sight.
- You mean that, son?
Sure. We'll dig you up
another horse somewhere.
- I guess that's enough for me.
- Cleaned out?
Not quite.
- Where you stoppin', son?
- I got a room at the hotel.
Doc, could I see you a minute?
Sure. You might as well
cash me in.
All right.
What's on your mind, son?
No offense, Doc,
but that last ace you just drew...
What about it?
I got a feeling I saw it
on the bottom of the deck.
- Are you sure?
- Wouldn't have asked if I was.
That's where you showed good sense.
Here you are, Doc... 640.
Thanks.
You could have paid four times
for the horse and still saved money.
That's right.
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