( g*nsh*t )
You'll hit me.
Why, I ain't never
Hit anyone yet.
Just stand still,
Buntline.
- ( g*nsh*t )
- ( Whimpering )
That's enough.
You've proved you can do it.
I gotta draw a picture
Of the famous ned buntline
Who wrote all
Them storybooks
About western heroes.
But you don't have
To aim so close.
Well, I gotta draw
An accurate picture.
Now hold your head
Where it was.
No, no.
A little bit
To the left.
There.
Now I can finish
Your head.
You're gonna finish me.
Well, if you live,
You can put it
In a book.
( Men vocalizing )
♪ Wyatt earp, wyatt earp
♪ Brave, courageous and bold
♪ Long live his fame
♪ And long live his glory
♪ And long may
His story be told. ♪
Narrator: the life and legend
Of wyatt earp,
Starring hugh o'brian.
Narrator: ned buntline,
Originator of the dime novel
Portraying life in
The wild and wooly west,
Was a great trial
To marshal wyatt earp.
Every time the author
Left new york
To gather material
For a new book,
He expected wyatt
To cooperate with
His fantastic ideas.
But when wyatt moved
From dodge city to tombstone,
He thought he had
Gotten rid of buntline.
Alas, alas.
Well, spencer,
There you are.
Tombstone.
Wickedest town
In the west.
Now make a good
Sketch of it
Because we'll put it on
The cover of my new book.
It's very colorful,
Mr. Buntline.
Colorful?
I'll sell , copies
Of the first edition.
( Laughs )
Oh! And wait until
You meet my special
Friend,
Marshal wyatt earp.
Yes, sir.
"King of the frontier,"
That's what I called him.
And that book sold
, Copies,
Not counting
The english rights.
( Chuckles )
Wyatt earp,
He's a gold mine.
I'll bet he's still wearing
That buntline special colt
I gave him.
I want to meet some
Real outlaws, wyatt.
My opposition
Is cleaning up
With books on
The james boys,
And sam bass,
And billy the kid.
Of course it's the old
Robin hood legend
Brought up to date.
But my readers,
They want outlaws too.
Some gallant band
That takes from the rich
And gives to the poor.
That's the kind of--
What's the matter?
Well, mr. Buntline,
I've never met any
Outlaws like that.
What about
The clanton g*ng?
No, mr. Buntline.
But you do know them,
Don't you, wyatt?
Well, yeah.
Yeah, I know them.
Oh.
We're in luck.
He knows the clantons.
Now, wyatt, all I want
Is an introduction.
I'm sorry, mr. Buntline.
But if you'll
Take my advice,
You won't go
Anywhere near them.
But why?
Because they're
Horse and cattle thieves,
They rob stages,
And they sh**t men
In the back.
That's why.
Well now, maybe you're
A little prejudiced, wyatt.
I mean,
Being a peace officer.
( Sighs )
Mr. Buntline,
It just doesn't
Do me any good
To try and
Argue with you.
Now the clantons
Are dangerous,
Low down hoodlums,
But if you want to
Glorify them in a book,
Well then that's
Your business.
But maybe circumstances
Drove them into crime.
Maybe some deep personal
Tragedy embittered them.
Mr. Buntline, please.
Marshal earp
Knows this country.
If the clantons
Are dangerous--
All right.
All right, spencer.
Maybe you're right.
Maybe I had better take
The marshal's advice.
Wyatt, how about
Having dinner with us
Down at the hotel?
Be glad to.
Miss nellie cashman
Has the finest food
In town.
Oh, it's really warming
To see you again, my friend.
Oh, it's wonderful
To see you too, mr. Buntline.
You know that
g*n you gave me--
It's kind of been
My right arm
All these many years.
Good.
Mr. Spencer,
I want to thank you
For backing me up.
The clantons are no people
To monkey around with.
I'll see you later.
All right.
Papa, this is just
Plain foolishness.
Inviting a book writer
To dinner
And then coming
All the way after him.
Emma, he wrote to
Dameron at the nugget.
And dameron thinks
We ought to treat
Him friendly.
A man who's friends
With wyatt earp?
Politics this.
We can show buntline
That we're hardworking,
Honest ranchers.
And dameron says that
Buntline sells books
All over the country.
( Door opens )
That must
Be him now.
Oh, mr. Clanton.
Mr. Buntline,
Mr. Spencer,
Welcome to our city.
Mr. Spencer,
You sit with my daughter.
Emma clanton, mr. Spencer,
Mr. Buntline.
Buntline: how do you do
Ms. Clanton?
Mr. Clanton: get right
In here, sir.
Driver.
Frank leslie.
Well, howdy,
Mr. Leslie.
I thought you
Were in denver.
Well, you know me,
Wyatt.
A rolling stone.
I know you.
He threatened
To sh**t a fella
Over in the cosmopolitan.
Oh, my joke went
Sour, wyatt.
I dropped a lizard
Down a man's neck
And he didn't laugh.
The fella had to laugh
Or he'd get sh*t.
So the fella told me.
Well, I guess I got
A little carried away.
Yeah, I guess you did
Get a little carried away.
Well, if you'd
Checked your g*n,
You wouldn't have
Had that trouble.
I'm gonna have to hold
You here for awhile.
Mr. Gibbs,
You put mr. Leslie
In a nice clean cell
All by himself.
Would you like
Some coffee, frank?
Well, sure, wyatt.
Drop in for
A chat later on?
I sure will.
Well, they call him
Buckskin frank.
One of the fastest
Men with a g*n
I've ever seen.
Want to keep
Real friendly.
Oh, we're pals,
Wyatt.
Hey.
Lead the way, friend.
I don't know
This jail.
Well, right this way,
Friend.
( Chuckles )
You know, I can't figure out
For the life of me
How wyatt earp
Got the idea
That you people
Were outside the law.
Just politics, buntline.
Why, earp's a northerner.
We're southerners.
Uh-huh.
Papa, tell him about
The epitaph newspaper.
Oh, yes, phin.
I clean forgot about that.
Got a jack rate editor
Named clum, the epitaph has.
- Clum.
- And everything
That the nugget says
Clum says contrary.
Oh, and there's
No such thing then
As the clanton g*ng?
Clanton g*ng?
Well, I've never
Heard of it.
Did you, phin?
Just a lot of mean
Talk, that's all.
Oh.
You mean,
You people are blamed for
What the real outlaws do?
Why, yes.
Just politics, buntline.
Oh, daughter.
Take a chair.
Mr. Buntline wants his artist
To draw our picture.
What for?
Well, to put
In his new book.
Now don't be shy,
My dear.
Do I have to,
Papa?
It ain't a matter
Of having to, emma.
We aim to be friendly
And show good manners.
There you are,
My dear.
Thank you.
Oh, mr. Ike,
Will you sit
Right up close
To your sister,
Please?
Make a group of it.
All right, spencer.
There you have them.
The clantons,
En famille.
That means
"All together."
( Chuckles )
There we are.
Now, while he's drawing,
Could I make
A few notes
On the further
Misunderstandings?
Just tell the truth,
Buntline.
That's all we ask.
Well, that's exactly what
You'll get, mr. Clanton.
And I want to thank you for
Your gracious hospitality.
Say good-bye to
Miss emma for us.
Oh, and tell her she's
Gonna like that picture.
We're gonna put it
Right on the front cover.
Fine.
Now you drive
Them into town,
And you drive
Real careful.
Oh, thank you.
- Good-bye, sir.
- Good-bye.
I didn't believe
Those people.
Believe them?
I didn't either.
Are you-- well--
Are you going to
Call them outlaws
In the book?
Well, of course I am.
Naturally I'll mix in
A little of the robin hood
In their activities,
But don't you see
The book?
The clantons posing
As respectable ranchers
And engaging in
All kinds of lawlessness.
I-- I don't think
They'll like that,
Mr. Buntline.
Yeah, but my readers will.
Unless I'm very wrong,
They're violent people,
The clantons.
Well, of course they are.
But you don't think
They're gonna come
To new york
To sh**t me,
Do you?
Well, i--
Oh, now spencer,
Buck up.
Did you ever hear of
A writer getting sh*t
For what he wrote?
Or an artist
For what he drew?
And we're gonna make liars
Out of those other writers.
Because ned buntline
Actually visited
- The clanton outlaws.
- Shh.
( Clears throat )
It's beautiful country
Around here, isn't it?
Never did understand
You, wyatt.
Here I am, a gambler
And gunfighter,
And...
We always got
Along though.
How come?
Well, for one thing,
You never fight unless
You have to--
( Door opens )
Oh, I'm sorry.
I'll come back when
You're not busy.
Oh, he's not
Busy, ma'am.
I'll just take
My g*n belt and mosey?
Hmm?
My g*n belt?
Oh.
There you are,
Mr. Leslie.
Thanks again,
Wyatt.
He's all yours, ma'am.
( Door opens, closes )
Well?
What is it
This time?
Your friend,
Mr. Buntline
Wants to write
A book about us.
He does?
Well, I read
A couple of his books
And they're just trash.
Now is that a nice way
To talk about
Your guest?
Well, he's not
A guest any longer.
He came back here
This morning.
He and that
Artist fellow.
Mr. Earp, you've gotta
Do something about it.
He's going to say
Terrible things about us
And papa will just
k*ll him, that's all.
Wait a minute,
How do you know
That mr. Buntline is gonna
Write anything about
The clantons at all?
By the questions
He asked.
He pretended
To believe papa,
But I know he didn't.
He's gonna say
We're bad people.
Oh, no.
No, he's gonna
Make you into heroes.
What?!
Sure, sure.
Mr. Buntline ever
Writes anything
About the clantons,
Why he'll change your
Father into robin hood.
You'll be victims
Of circumstance
Who rob the rich
And give to the poor.
- I don't believe you.
- Oh, that's what mr. Buntline
Told me himself.
You don't have to worry.
I'll probably wind up
The villain.
I don't trust
Mr. Buntline.
And I don't want him
To put us in a book.
And you'd better
Warn him he can't hide,
Not even in new york!
This is one of the
Doggonest fool things
That buntline
Has ever done.
Now you and I know
Outlaws, mr. Leslie.
Have you ever heard of
One of our hoodlums
That rob the rich
To give to the poor?
- Nope.
- Neither have i.
Well, I can't stop him
From putting nobility
Into his outlaws,
But what do you reckon
Clanton will do
If buntline ever
Publishes that book?
Why, he'd k*ll the fool.
Serve him right too.
Well, I'd rather
Have him educated.
You would? How?
Well, I wonder just
What would happen
If mr. Buntline
Was kidnapped
By buckskin
Frank leslie
And his g*ng
Of lawless hoodlums.
( Chuckles )
Oh, that sounds
Like fun, wyatt.
Well, give me
The rest of the joke.
Well, I want to
Just show him
How ornery hoodlums
Can really be.
That is if you
Can get some boys
- To go along with it.
- Oh, yes. I think I can.
( Chuckles )
Oh, wyatt.
We're right on time,
But keep him gagged.
( Muffled yelling )
( Muttering )
Search him.
Here's his poke.
Yeah.
Here's his
Gold watch.
He's got a ring.
Stick out your hand.
Hey, boss.
Big diamond in this ring.
Look here.
( Murmuring )
Good penny.
I want four of you
On guard at all times.
You see any
Wells fargo men
Or pinkertons,
You give me the word.
We gotta get
Rid of him.
- Yeah, boss.
- And that means
Hiding the body
Before we lie it out.
- Now, you understand?
- Yes, sir.
( Muffled yelling )
You want that gag
Pulled tighter?
Now you just
Sit down there...
While I count
Your money.
( Whimpers )
There's less
Than , here.
Are you wearing
A money belt?
( Muttering )
Out!
( Yelping )
Hey, benny?
Yeah, boss?
Tell deadwood
To bring in
Them bank sacks.
All of them?
Everything!
Don't know why we bothered
To bring you along.
Except somebody
Told you my name,
Didn't they?
( Murmurs )
Now didn't they?
( Agrees )
Who am i?
Buckskin frank clanton.
What else they
Tell you?
They didn't tell--
Out with it!
They just said that...
You're old man
Clanton's cousin.
May I have a glass
Of water, please?
When I get
Around to it.
We whacking it
Up here, frank?
I ain't decided yet.
This fat fool
Has less than , on him.
Can he identify you?
He can.
Worse luck for him.
Oh, no. I can't identify you,
Mr. Clanton.
You were just pointed
Out to me on allan street.
- And I couldn't--
- Shut it!
Nobody knows me
As a clanton.
Yeah, he could tie you
With old man clanton.
Yeah, that cheap,
Lowdown rustler.
Him and his rowdy boys.
Better get it
Over with, frank.
You aim to bury him?
Yeah, it might be safest.
Tell benny to start
Digging a grave.
Yes, sir.
No.
( Grumbles )
You apparently
Don't know who I am.
You're a drummer,
Ain't you?
My name is ned buntline.
I'm the author
Of novels.
Storybooks?
Like they sell
On trains?
And all over
The world, sir.
And furthermore,
I am a close personal friend
Of marshal wyatt earp.
( Chuckles )
He must be getting mighty
Careless about his friends.
Well, if any harm
Comes to me,
He'll hunt you down.
Sure.
Now we yanked you
Right out of tombstone.
Now where was earp?
Well, he's heard
About it by now,
I assure you.
Hey, boss.
Deadwood said you was
Gonna bury him first.
Well, what about it?
They're ain't no time.
We ain't far enough away.
And besides,
We still gotta whack up
All that bank money.
You talk too much.
But boss!
Now turn around and
Walk out that door.
- Go on.
- No, boss.
No. No, boss.
No!
Oh!
What?
( g*nsh*t )
You sh*t him
In the back.
It's as good
A place as any.
Hey, deadwood!
Come here.
Benny!
Now look here, frank.
- ( g*nsh*t )
- Oh!
Oh, no!
( Grunts )
- ( g*nshots )
- No!
- No, I want--
- Sit still!
Sit tight.
They'll be sending
A committee of boys
To find out why
I k*lled benny
And deadwood.
You must be mad.
Yeah, like a fox.
I thought there was
Honor among thieves.
Honor?
Why, there's over
$ , In them bags.
Now when the boys
Come in,
You just keep
Your mouth shut,
You understand?
m*rder*r!
We'd better push
Along, wyatt.
I got the jitters.
I don't trust that
Buckskin frank.
Mr. Gibbs, you just
Don't understand
Practical jokers.
Mr. Leslie's having
The time of his life.
Yeah, but you told me that
Buntline was right spunky.
He just might get some
Of them fellas sore at him.
Yeah. Come on.
Now there's two
Of us in here, tex,
And five out there.
Now ain't
A two-way cut
Better than splitting
It up seven ways?
Tex: yeah.
What about him?
He'd be a witness.
Frank: well, I got
Plans for him.
What plans?
Well, you see now,
He's a rich writing fella.
We'll take him
Into tuscon
And make him
Wire new york
For $ , ?
And if he don't,
( Imitates g*nsh*t )
But you won't give us
No trouble, will you
Buntline?
Will you promise not to
k*ll those men outside?
Well now, why
Shouldn't we k*ll them?
Well, you don't k*ll
Your own pals in cold blood!
( Chuckles )
Well now, where did you
Ever hear a thing like that?
I reckon a fella's
Got to be that way though
To write a book.
Well, we'd better
Get at it, tex.
You're not--
Now you keep
Sitting right there!
Murderers.
Unbelievable fiends!
I would not--
You all done good.
Benny, deadwood,
You cashed in wonderful.
Done me a little
Play acting one time.
( Chuckling )
Well, you scared me.
I thought I'd left
A real b*llet
Amongst them blanks.
( g*nf*re )
Now, all but you, tex,
Head back into town
Real quiet like.
Tex, now I want to
Pull off one more m*rder
Before we go back in,
So don't rush it.
Okay.
You don't run
On a clanton, sam.
On your knees.
( Moans )
( Grunting )
- ( g*nf*re )
- ( Yelling )
( Groans )
No, you don't.
Hey, frank!
This writing fella's
Trying to run off.
You'd better say
Your prayers for sure.
Go ahead.
Go ahead and sh**t me.
You want to die?
Well, my death would
Bring wyatt earp
And some brave
Peace officers after you.
Get the b*ll*ts out of
My saddlebag there,
And get the g*ns ready.
You set up
Against this wall.
Get up there.
These ain't blanks,
Frank.
They're real b*ll*ts.
Shut up.
I know what
I'm doing.
How are
Things going?
Well, all right
So far, marshal.
But if I was you,
I'd move in fast.
Sometimes leslie
Gets carried away
With his joking.
Thank you.
Now stand steady
There, buntline.
How do you expect me
To draw your picture
With you flinching
And moving.
Get it over with.
There's plenty
Of time.
Move your head
A little bit
To the left.
There.
Now I want the rest
Of the clantons
To know how
Buckskin frank
Drawed your picture
With b*ll*ts.
( g*nshots )
You almost hit him,
Frank.
Ah.
I used to draw
My wife's picture
Like this time
And time again.
Did you m*rder her?
No, she left me.
She said it got
On her nerves.
Silly girl.
You notice the spacing
Of them b*ll*ts?
You see any wobble
In that line?
Give me that
Other g*n.
You're gonna
m*rder me anyway.
Do it with one sh*t.
Spunky, ain't he?
Yeah.
I kinda hate
To do this.
Hold it.
Wyatt earp!
Put the g*n
On the table.
You all right,
Mr. Buntline?
Oh, wyatt, thank
Heaven you're here.
He k*lled most
Of his men,
And he was
Gonna k*ll me.
- He--
- Mr. Gibbs?
You take those
Criminals outside,
Tie them up,
And put them on a horse.
We're gonna throw
Them in jail.
Outside.
Scum.
Scum? Scum.
Now you come on over here
And sit down, mr. Buntline.
You look a mite nervous.
Oh, wyatt,
It was awful.
It was just awful.
Well, you just
Relax there.
Mr. Gibbs? Bring
Mr. Buntline a bottle.
I want you to tell me
Exactly what happened.
Oh, wyatt, he--
He broke every rule
In the outlaws' code.
The men he k*lled
Didn't have a chance.
They didn't
Have a chance!
No.
Well, when you're
Raised by apaches--
Yeah.
You see? They took
All my things.
And they took my money.
And they were gonna
Hold me for ransom.
And if you hadn't come,
I'd be dead.
I'd just be dead.
Thank you, mr. Gibbs.
Here now,
You take some of this.
Yeah.
Thanks very much.
Just drink
A little of that--
I would be dead.
You sure you're
Not exaggerating?
Wyatt, when a man
Comes as close to
Death as I was,
He sees things
Very clearly.
I remembered
Everything you said.
But you only guessed
At their fiendishness.
Oh, really?
But soon the world
Will know the truth!
( Groans )
Wyatt, was he really
Raised by apaches?
Mescalero tribe,
I think.
Mescalero?
How do you spell--
Oh, never mind.
Never mind.
I'll get it.
♪ Well, he cleaned up
The country ♪
♪ The old wild west country
♪ He made
Law and order prevail ♪
♪ And none can deny it
♪ The legend of wyatt
♪ Forever will live
On the trail ♪
♪ Wyatt earp, wyatt earp
♪ Brave, courageous and bold
♪ Long live his fame
♪ And long live his glory
♪ And long may
His story be told. ♪