Daily Gunsmoke
Gunsmoke - Doc Holiday
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- Duration:
- 33m
- Broadcast on:
- 30 Jun 2024
- Audio Format:
- mp3
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You got to get welcome to Dodge City proper like Hey you there, Mr. I said you. Are you addressing me, sir? I reckon I am. You a preacher? Not exactly. You dress like a preacher. If you'll excuse me. Back up fancy pants. You ain't no preacher, I figure I'm making you dance some for the folks. Do you think you can do it on me? Dude, I said dance. Dance on the next time I take off one of your toes. I don't think I'd like. Dark, no. All right, so I'm gonna put up the gun. Marshal, you got a wild and willy town here. Marshal, you move aside. I'm gonna make this grin and do kick up his heels for us. I'd say that might be quite a trick, so unless he's changed a lot since I last met him. Happy dark, not for the good, Matt. I was afraid. Well, you pace, he faced head of what I said. He's dropped back. He's dead. You just don't know it yet. I'll take it good if you'd make me litter at my office. All right, Matt. You. Well, that's sure a lot of talk. Now I'm gonna shoot that dude's boot heels. Fire one shot. No, this is what you're throwing. What's that? I'm kind of forgetting who's holding a gun. I wasn't forgetting. Oh, my wrist. You broke my wrist. I doubt it. Now let's go to jail. You can't put me in jail. I'm Thorn Finlay. Move. Oh, you wait like he'll be Jack about this, and I will, too. Do that. He might be grateful to me for saving your neck. You pull some full stomp stone, but you've never been closer to dying than just a minute ago. You mean from that fancy pants? Oh, I could handle six like him. That makes you a lot of man. I can name a dozen pretty good gun hands who can't handle one of it. Why? That's dark holiday. There you are. Salud, Matt. Salud, Doc. That sounds worse, Doc. Yeah, I got orders to go to Arizona. Air is dry. They are better from along. Going? Thought I might. Why I didn't bother me to visit him. He and Virgil Morgan of the law down there. Some little mine in town called Tombstone. So it sounds peaceful anyway. It isn't there will be by the time wide herb gets through. He is a peacemaking his man. I've never met outside of you. Matt, who was the teller head down at the depot anyway? No, Thorn. He's just a spoiled kid. Kid. Couldn't be much younger than you. Sure, but Thorn never grew up. His father has coddled him and protected him and gotten him out of scrapes ever since he was a pup. He's never had to be a man. Not with Big Jack Wetner, something. Big Jack. Big Jack Finley. Oh, you know him? I've heard of him. Well, that figure is he owns about half of Kansas. Starring a box runs more cars than he can count. Swings a lot of weight and dodge. Yeah, too much. Mr. Dylan? Mr. Dylan? Somebody said the dog holiday would come into town today and he would. Oh, excuse me. It's all right, Chester. Why'd you shake hands with it? Don't mind if I shake with my left hand. It's kind of habit. Yeah, I know. Mr. Dylan had the same habit. He would. How about dinner tonight, Matt? Sure, sure. How long will he be in dodge? Not long. Just till I finish it, sure. That, uh, sure. Anything to do with Big Jack Finley? I'd say so. It's going to kill him. All right, Dylan. Turn him loose. You, uh, forgot to close the door, Mr. Finley. You're going to turn my boy loose. I'm going to have to do it for you. You got a writ of habeas corpus? Rit? Thorne didn't commit no crash. Charges are drunken disorderly disturbing the peace and attempted assault with a deadly weapon. I was. You still need a writ. But man, Justin, Nathan does what I say and you know it. But you think I can get a writ? I'm sure you can and will you always do. Then what's the point, Dylan? It's just a lot of useless red tape. It's a law. Close the door on the way out. All right, Thorne. Didn't I tell you Big Jack would get me out? When are you going to learn you can't slave the speech? The law can't touch a Finley. You ought to get smart, Marshall. Like you sure like me. Hi, Big Jack. You okay, son? Fine. Anything else, Mr. Finley? Boy, hey, hey. My boy here is a little boisterous sometimes. I know. I spirited. You understand? Uh-uh. So? So, I want to put a stop at all this nonsense of yours arresting him every time he kicks up his heels a bit. I go on. Well, I'm offering you a job. Let's say, protecting my interests, 200 a month. And no work, naturally. I see we understand each other perfectly. No work, of course. All I have to do is just shut my eyes whenever Junior here breaks the law, huh? I said we understand each other. There's no need to elaborate on it, Dylan. There's a big need. Only, how do I explain to a person like you that some men don't wear a price tag? How do I explain how I feel about a so-called respectable citizen making the law his private doormat? Hey, you're nothing but the stupid gunman I've always thought you were. Understand, you took the part of Doc Holiday against my son. I kept throwing from committing suicide, yeah. You sided with a notorious killer against an important citizen of this community. Now I'm telling you, Dylan, today. I don't want him in Dodge tomorrow. Doc may be a gunfighter, but he's clear with a laugh and lay on a better man than your son, Lemmerby. What? Why are you? That hurts, doesn't it? Cute. I'm serving notice, Marshall. You run that killer out of Dodge City, or I'll do it myself. Big Jack Finley, cattleman and self-made king of southern Kansas. No better or worse than most of the men carving empires out of the West, until love for his son blinded into the fact that Thorn Finley had gone bad. And from here on, I knew the war was on between Big Jack and me. So Big Jack Finley's gonna run me out of time? Yeah. Unless I do it first, for all. I do something naughty, man. He's threatened a man's life. And just between friends, man. Anything else, Doc? Not murder. Murder? I didn't give him an even break. With you, that's still murder. Don't you think you'd better tell me about it? What if I don't tell you? How did my job still warn Finley and try to protect him? You're a tough man to be friends with, man. That applies to you, too, doesn't it? Guess maybe it does at that. Didn't realize how I put you on the spot by spotting off my good intentions. Sorry. Ah, forget it, forget it. Do you want to talk to me? All right. Remember girl named Ruth Davis? Mm-hmm. Died in a ride in accident a few months ago. Always wondered if that wasn't suicide. She lost her brother two weeks before that. No accident. No suicide. You sure? Sure. You know Ruth and her brother ran in a ranch alone. A man started pestering Ruth and she hated him. Her brother kicked the man off the ranch. The spell of drag ghost Ruth's brother made it look like a robbery. You have any proof of this? Yeah. Ruth was afraid to go to the law, so she's not a letter to me. You can't read it yourself. She says the man was Finley and says she expects him to try and shut her up for good. That doesn't mean it's big Jack. I went to see Ruth's folks. They had her belongings. Among them, I found this. Mm-hmm. Watch change. And grave JF on the class. Jack Finley. You see why I've got the killing man. He forced Ruth's horse over that cliff shore. But you still think she died accidental? Mm-hmm. But who's responsible as something for a court to decide court? With Finley's money and influence, he wouldn't spend five days in jail even if he was convicted, which he wouldn't be. He doesn't own the court. Maybe not, but it's still the most powerful man in the state against a dead girl whose only friend is Doc Holiday. How do you think a judge will decide? Doc, I'm going to ask you a favor. Make it one I can give. I got an idea, but it must let me handle it my way. Give the law a chance. All right, Matt, I can wait. Thank you. I'll keep this letter in shame for a while. All right, but if the law fails, I'll brace big Jack Finley when he walks out of the courthouse. And you'll be bracing two men, Doc. Finley and me. Come in. Morning, Marshall. Looks like it'll be a fine day. Well, you're up kind of early just to bring me a weather report on your judge, Nathan. Huh? Oh, well, I want to see you. Now go around ahead. Do you mind if I finish shaving? No, no, please do. Just thought I'd chat with you about the body of Finley. Uh-uh. Yes, it seems that big Jack's very upset by your attitude. I'm not surprised. He'll do a little rough on his boy. I am. Then his boy's a little rough. Yeah. Well, trampthorn is high spirited like yesterday. Yesterday he was just plain high. Tell me, Judge Nathan, how do you like being on Finley's payroll? Uh-uh. What? You know, you used to be a pretty decent person. Oh, you can't talk to me. Yes, I can. I'm sending a copy of Thorne's record to the governor. Governor? And whether I'm sending the list of the rich you've issued to get him out of jail and a copy of the court records. I've only tempered my justice with mercy, that's all. Thorne's been arrested for 18 offenses, convicted of 10, spent no time in jail and paid a total of $15 in fines. That's how you've been very merciful. Uh-uh. You said you were sending this to the governor. You haven't actually mailed it yet? No. You got enough? Not that I don't feel justified in any decisions I've made, but such a report might cause and do talk at the Capitol. And ruin your political hopes. Well, my conditions are simple. Get off Finley's payroll now. Very well. And give me cooperation from here on. No matter who's involved. Do that and I show the report. Uh-uh. Sure. Mr. Dylan? Troubles are making. What kind of trouble, Chester? It's Big Jack Finley. Mr. Dylan, he's rounding up his crew at the Allifer Gansa. They're gonna ride Duck Holiday out of town on a rail. Did you cut yourself shaving? 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All right, stop right there. I'll shoot the man who takes another step. You think you're going to stop us, Dylan? I think so. Me and Duck. Duck. Show him, Duck. Sure thing, Marshall. Look, boys. Surprise. I sure do love surprises. Dylan, I've got a dozen men with me. Well, sure, about six of them will die, Finley, if you don't crawl out of here fast. And guess who'll die first, Big Jack? You there, Montgomery. Always figured you for some brains. Get your boss out of here quick. Sure talking since, Big Jack. Shut up, Montgomery. You're showing yellow. Oh, but man, there's nothing here for us to die over. Listen to him, Finley. That greener, Duck, is holding, has 18 buckshop in each barrel. Get slaughtered if he triggers that thing. And I'm getting edgy, Finley. In me, if I get a coffin spell, I'm liable to shoot without me. All right, all right. This is twice. You have made a Finley back down. You'll never get a third chance. Let's get out of here. Matt, when you're going to arrest him. When I'm ready? Not long. I hope not. Getting impatient to see that man dead. I, uh, got your message, Marshall. I hope it's important. It is, Montgomery. How long have you been forming for Big Jack? 15, 16 years. You know, I'm pretty well. Would he be the kind to kill a girl? No, of course not. You see, kill a man if he got mad enough that he wouldn't kill no girl, Marshall. But I have proof that he did. A girl and a brother, but it doesn't set right. I'm hoping you can help. What's your proof, Marshall? A letter that names Finley is the man. Ruth Davis wrote it for she died. Ruth Davis and this watch chain was found with her belongings engraved on the house. I know I was with Big Jack when he bought this chain in Chicago. It was right after his wife died. Big Jack wear it all the time. You, uh, rode the right hunch, Marshall. Well, thorn is your man just like you figured. He had a yen for the Davis girl, but he kept it quiet because he didn't want it known she throwed him over. But the watch changed. Big Jack gave that to thorn on his 25th birthday. Whole ranch can testify to that. Good. All right, thank you, Montgomery. You, uh, gonna try and arrest thorn? What? If Big Jack believes thorn killed that girl, it'll break his heart. Grow her neck. If he don't believe it, then he'll protect thorn. And Marshall, there's not enough lawmen in the state of Kansas to make Big Jack give up his son. [Music] Yeah, wait. Oh, it's you, Marshall. And, uh, John Holliday. Doc, this is Judge Nathan. Uh, Holliday. Oh, yes, I've heard of you. I've heard of you, too, Judge. Wonder which is heard the worst. Uh-uh. What's that? Why? I, uh, Judge, I'm here on business. Oh, of course, uh, come in, won't you? In my study here, so we won't be disturbed. Now, what is it, Marshall? I want you to swear out a warrant for thorn Finley's arrest. Charge. Murder. Are you sure you want to go with me, Doc? I'm sure. All right, hold up your right hand. Oh, no, Matt, you wouldn't make me a llama. If you go, you go as my deputy. I'm not letting you make this a private fight. And with my friends, if they hear, I wore a star. All right, Matt, it's your show. You swear to uphold and enforce the laws of this community, the state of Kansas, and the United States, to the best of your ability, is Deputy Marshall, so help you cut. All of that? All of that. I swear. Here, turn on this badge. All right, man. You know, I'm feeling this badge is going to cramp my style, something terrible. Better breathe our horses going through this badge. We've still got a good ride ahead. How far? About 10 miles. What do you think, Matt? Will it fight? There you are, Marshall. Grab some clouds. Keep those hands high. He'll creep on the other side of the pass behind you. That's being smart, Dylan. Clean will drop you if you touch a gun, but you're handy at this bushwhacking, aren't you, Thorn? If that's all right. My slug seems to have bounced off his thick skull. Good. Let's pull your teeth. Better you do it. With your left hand, reach down and across slow. Pull your gun out with your fingertips and toss it away. Nervous? Just cautious. Or maybe this queen doesn't exist, huh, Thorn? Queen? Queen's one of Dad's men, but I pay an extra to work for me. Any more questions? I guess not. There's my gun. The rifle next. I, uh, I got a pen knife in my pants pocket. You know why Holiday came to dodge? Yeah. Yeah, I guess you do. He wouldn't be riding with him. And he's not going to tell any stories to my dad or anyone else. You can't kill us. You're not planning on killing you. And what have you got planned? A queen's kind of a magician. He's going to make Holiday just disappear. Folks won't care much about one of his kinds. I would. I'd care so much I'd hang you for it. No. No, with Holiday gone, it's your word against mine. And you won't be able to approve a thing, Dylan. You sure of that? I'm sure. Otherwise, I'd take care of you along with Holiday. Now, get on and start walking back to town. It's like I told you. Law can't touch it, Finley. It was no time for heroic, so I walked. When I reached a turn, I cut back through the rocks, but it was too late. They were gone. And with them, the horses, guns, and the Holiday. Two miles up the road, I found my horse turned loose. It was a mindful of cold hate I raced onto the star in a box. And the front porch of the ranch also won a big jack man. Hold it right there. Out of my way, mister, I'm in no mood to shake hands. Where are you heading, law man? You don't hear well. Where's Holiday? Where's Holiday? How should I know? Get off my ranch, and where's that price, son of yours? Trot him out, I want him. Do you now? What an F4. Thorne, put that gun away. Oh, no. This is just in case the marsh loses his temp. I've lost it, junior. Sure. Dylan, I've had all I'm going to stand for you. You just think you have. Where's Holiday Thorne? Where'd Quinn take him? Holiday? Well, I have on the faintest idea. Where is Queen Dad? The Red Defense Line, but what are you, mister? We don't know where your friend is. You're under arrest, Thorne. What's said? Ask him to show the warrant. Here. Read it, friendly. Oh, no. No, that's not possible. The judge wouldn't need you a warrant without proof. He has proof, Thorne. This is a lie. Born couldn't be guilty of murder. Now, take a look at his face. Son. Dad, he's trying to frame me. Don't let him get away with this. Oh, I won't. I won't. Get out, Dylan. Man, open your eyes. This is not going to hurt me. I don't believe you. You're warrant or you're proof. I believe my son. So get off this ranch. Get out of the state. You let me see you again. So help me. I'll kill you myself. Forget me. I'm back in the law. You can't make me do my own law. You saw the law? Doc Holiday. You're supposed to be dead. Queen was supposed to be dead. What's the one who's dead? I carry a knife in my boot just for men like Kent. Thorne. God help me. You are guilty. He sure is. And if he knows any prayers, he'd better get them over with. Now, Doc, he goes back with us as our prisoner. You're all martial. I'll take care of my son. Dad. No. You rock like murder a scream. I should have strangled him with brittle when you were two. And they lay up. I throw myself a friendly buck must set the poor, running away from Thorne as he raises his gun to fire. Then in the other way, the bloodstain terrible figure of Doc Holiday wanted to action. His fail hands blurred over his horse. Thorne. Thorne. Thorne. Thorne. Thorne. Thanks, Chester. You sure you want to stay around a while, Doc? Yeah. We're good friends, man, but you're a peace officer. I guess I'm not a very peaceful man. You could be, Doc. No, I'm not going to change, and you shouldn't. Law needs men like you. No, if I stayed, there's too good a chance I might cross you. Yeah. And I'd have to meet you over gun barrels, and it's one thing I'm afraid of. It's a long man. Good luck, Doc. My. I never would have thought Doc Holiday was scared of meeting anyone in a gunfight. Hmm. You don't understand, Chester. Doc's afraid, because he might beat me. Gunsmoke, under the direction of Norman MacDonald, stars William Conrad as Matt Dillon, U.S. Marshal. Tonight's story was specially written for Gunsmoke by Herb Perdom with music composed and conducted by Rex Corey, featured in our cast where Harry Bartel is Doc Holiday with label R, Nestor Pleva, Ralph Moody, and Tom Tully. Parley Bear is Chester. Join us again next week as Matt Dillon, U.S. Marshal, fights to bring law and order out of the wild violence of the west in Gunsmoke. 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