The Life and Legend
of Wyatt Earp
♪♪ Hmm ♪
♪ Wyatt Earp, Wyatt Earp ♪
♪ Brave, courageous and bold ♪
♪ Long live his fame
and long live his glory ♪
♪ And long may
his story be told ♪
♪ Hmm ♪♪
- The relations between Marshal
Earp and Old Man Clanton,
who was the outlawed chieftain
in south-east Arizona
were marked by cold hostility.
But Wyatt dreaded the day
when Clanton would reach the
end of every outlaw's trail
because he knew that leadership
of Clanton's g*ng would pass
to Curly Brocius
and John Ringo,
a bloodthirsty m*rder*r and
an alcoholic psychopath,
or to the McLowery brothers,
another pair of deadly K*llers.
- Wyatt!
Wyatt, you better talk
to Old Man Clanton alone.
I'll mosey around the
bunkhouse and try to find out
how things stand now between
the Old Man and Ringo.
- He hates paying taxes
on anything he steals.
Let's see if he's
got any rustled beef
hidden below the border.
- Deacon! I thought you
trusted the old man.
- He's clever and he's careful.
And for my sake I
hope he stays that way.
I'd hate to have to k*ll him.
- You want to keep
Clanton alive?
- Would you rather that Brocius
and Ringo took over his outfit?
- No. They're both homicidal.
- You're right. At least the old
man is sensible in his own way.
- Get him to the barn.
- Let him lie down.
- It's Wyatt who has
the business with you.
I'll just go stretch
my legs for a while.
- Help yourself, Doc.
What's the business?
- It's private, Mr. Clanton.
- What's all this
got to do with me?
Them Mexican bandits
are the ones to blame!
Always coming up here,
stealing from us!
Anyhow, I don't pay no attention
to them blue-bellied
yankees in Washington.
- Now, Colonel Warren's
got soldiers
and he can get plenty more.
- You trying to scare me?
- You already are.
- I am?
- Brocius and Ringo
are getting harder
for you to handle all the time.
Now, they just may
not like this truce.
They may decide to deal
you out and take over.
- Deal me out! They
ain't that dumb.
You got some nerve.
Bigheaded John Law
coming in here,
trying to turn me
against my own boys.
Why you so
interested in them?
- Because with you,
outlawry's a business,
not a license to m*rder.
You've always kept your
boys in line with that rule.
But Brocius, Ringo,
and McLowerys,
they can't even keep themselves
in line, much less anybody else.
- I always knowed you was
smart, Earp. Always did.
- All right, what
about this raiding?
You want the army to
go sh**ting at you?
It's your life, not mine.
- Hmm... No more raidin'.
Well...
All right, you tell the Colonel
that I'll stay on my
side of the border
if them bandits
stays on theirs.
Cuts both ways.
And I'm offering this
'cause it makes sense,
not 'cause I'm fidgity about
anything in my outfit.
- Uh-huh. I see.
- Now, a lardhead by
the name of Don Pedro
is them bandits big
man down there.
- Don Pedro. Where
can I find him?
- Well, he usually holes up
in the Mulepass Mountains
when he ain't on my
side of the border.
You start east of Bisbee,
and you look for a rim of rocks
called the Grinning Lizard.
- Thank you, Mr. Clanton.
- I don't reckon that you'll...
change your mind.
Go to work for me.
- I'm a John Law, remember?
- Tsk, tsk, tsk!
What a waste of good brains.
I could sure use you.
Them sons of mine,
they just...
Well, I only got two people
I can really depend on,
that's Tom and Frank McLowery,
and sometimes they
ain't too smart.
But don't you go around
sayin' I begged you!
- This was a private
talk, Mr. Clanton.
- Well, you keep it that way.
- You sure you don't
want me to consult
with Brocius and Ringo
about this agreement?
- Well, I'm the
boss of my outfit,
and you got no call to
keep on mentioning them
unless you're dead certain
of what's going on.
- Well Mr. Clanton,
when I'm dead certain,
it won't matter
to you at all.
- Cheer up, Deacon.
The boys at the bunkhouse
didn't say that Old Man Clanton
was going to take
his herd out of Mexico,
they just said that
he had it down there.
He might even keep his
word about the truce.
- I don't think he can.
He's in pretty bad shape, Doc.
- It's not that bad. He's still
got the McLowerys with him.
Anyway, why should it
bother you so much?
- Oh, I don't know.
I guess I hate to see any man's
life come to nothing, even his.
Keep your eyes open though.
We'll be crossing
the border soon.
Don Pedro may have
scouts on this trail.
- Sit down, Mort. I'll
be findin' that map.
- Ice water! Nothin' like
ice water to cut the dust.
- Now...
Oh Mort, come over here.
Now, the sum and
substance of it is,
we have... me and
Ringo and Brocius,
have about , steers
right about there,
below the border.
They have to be moved
north pretty quick.
- That don't sound
too hard to me, boss.
Who's riding with me?
- Well, just two of us
and half a dozen hands.
- Not Brocius and Ringo
and some of your men?
- I paid Sheriff Behan
to let you out of jail
because you know how to take
cattle through Guadeloupe Canyon
back across the border!
Now this has to be done
fast and strictly on the Q.T.
- I don't get it, Mr. Clanton.
Seems to me like you
ought to tell Ringo.
- Shut up!
And listen!
Now the army is in an uproar
about driving across the border.
I had to promise Wyatt Earp that
we'd quit if them bandits did.
But I don't aim to
throw away a whole herd
that already belongs to us!
- Oh well, now I
see what you mean.
- The fewer who knows
about this, the better.
I can't trust Ringo and
Brocius on this drive.
They'll wanna go k*lling
Mexicans right and left
like they did in
Skeleton Canyon.
Well now, if you got
no stomach for this drive,
no matter, I'll just have
Behan put you back in jail.
- Oh no, Mr. Clanton.
I'll make the drive.
- All right. But you
keep your mouth shut.
Good and shut.
Understand?
- Yes, sure I do.
[ In Spanish ]
[ Speaking Spanish ]
- Si, si. Do you
think I'm stupid?
Two gringos do not come into my
camp unless they are friendly.
Please come sit with me.
- And Mr. Clanton agrees
not to raid anymore
if you promise the same thing.
I must warn you
that Colonel Warren is
prepared to take to the field
with as many soldiers
as necessary.
But neither of us
wants a w*r to break out.
- I accept your word.
- And you realize that the
border fighting must stop?
- I trust you, and I
trust Colonel Warren.
But this Clanton, ha ha!
He I do not trust.
Am I unreasonable in this?
- No.
- Ha ha! You see? Your friend
knows Senor Clanton.
- I'm not asking you
to trust the old man.
I'm just asking you to say that
you won't raid unless he does.
I must report whatever you say,
either way, to Colonel Warren.
[ In Spanish ]
- Very well. I do not raid
unless Clanton raids.
Fair enough?
- Fair enough.
- Gracias, Senor.
[ In Spanish ]
- Don Pedro.
- Gringos...
[ Chuckles ]
They are indeed children.
- Why don't you like it, Ringo?
- Well, I'll tell you
why I don't like it.
'Cause all we got
to go on is a note.
What if Mort's lying about him
and Clanton moving that herd?
- Mort'd be scared to lie to us.
- Maybe.
But even if it's true, we're
taking a big risk, Curly.
If word ever got around
we set up the old man...
- What's he doing?
We rustle them
cattle he's after,
you think when he gets 'em up
here he'll pay us a dime?
- Well, he might.
- Fat chance!
Clanton's been cheating and
double-crossing us for months.
He's turned
on me and you.
It's him or us.
I aim for it to be us.
Massia, you two come here.
I want you to take a
message to Don Pedro.
I want you to take
different trails,
so you be sure
to get through.
- Si, Senor.
- Split this.
Tell him that Old Man
Clanton's taking a herd
through Guadeloupe Canyon.
Tomorrow at sundown.
Now no mistakes, you hear?
- Guadeloupe Canyon.
Si. Muy bien.
Frente.
- Let's head for Galeyville.
Nina and Josie are
waiting for us.
- I don't know, Curly.
Hope the old man changes
his mind about the herd
and don't go.
- If he does,
then nothing happens.
Let's ride.
- Massia, you're not leaving
until you settle
those IOUs you gave me.
- Hold it, Tinhorn.
They got an errand to
run for us. Let 'em go.
- He owes me money,
and I want it.
You must be joking,
Curly. Come on.
- You're the joker.
Hit the trail! Pronto!
- Si! Vamonos!
- All that sh**ting,
somebody's on the rampage.
- A horse coming, fast!
- Hold it!
Where are you
going in such a hurry?
- He's probably riding
a stolen horse.
Where did you get
it? The roadhouse?
- Let's go see what
they can tell us.
- Come on!
- Get in there!
You sure this is one of the men
talking to Ringo and Brocius?
- I'd swear to it, Marshal.
- You were heading
to Mexico. Where?
- He's a horse thief.
I suggest we hang him.
- All right.
- Now, hold on there!
- Stay out of this Mr. Ayers.
You can't help him.
- No, no! I talk! I talk!
They send me
to Don Pedro.
- Why?
- I do not know.
- Hanging is too
much trouble.
sh**ting is quicker.
I'll give you a count of .
Uno... dos...
- Por favor, Senor! No!
- All right, then
start talking.
Why were you going
to go see Don Pedro?
- I say to him that Senor
Clanton, he drives cattle.
- When?
- Manana. Tomorrow night.
- Where?
- They do not tell
me that, Senor.
- He's lying, Wyatt.
Ringo and Brocius are just
trying to set up the old man.
There's no other reason for
telling Don Pedro about it.
- Take him outside
and tie him up, Doc.
Would you get us some coffee?
- He'll keep for a while.
- We're going to have to tell
Clanton what he's heading into.
- Not tonight, Wyatt.
We've already been in
the saddle hours.
- I'll go, Wyatt.
I think he'll listen to me.
After all, I'm practically a
member of his outfit by now.
- All right, Mr. Ayers.
You're a good undercover man.
But you make sure that
Clanton does listen to you.
He's entitled to a
better finish than that.
Try to be back by
sun-up and be careful.
- The Mexican they
caught admitted to Earp
that he was hired to ride
down to tell Don Pedro
that you were on your way down
there to pick up that herd.
- Who hired him?
- Brocius and Ringo.
- Hmm!
Earp send you here?
- No! I came on
my own account!
- You got any real evidence
against Ringo and Brocius
except what the
Mexican told Earp?
- Brocius said that those
Mexicans were going on an errand
for him and Ringo.
I heard that as
plain as anything.
- All right, Ayers.
All right.
- I sure hope you're
not going on that drive.
No amount of cattle's worth
dying for, Mr. Clanton.
Besides, Earp says
it's a bushwack!
- Earp!
John Law!
He wants to make
trouble in my outfit.
He's always against Ringo and
Brocius right to my own face!
He's trying to get half of us
started fighting the other half.
- But Mr. Clanton--
- I ain't mad at you!
But last year, you brought
me news from Earp.
Something he said about me.
And it turned out he
wanted you to hear it.
Now, you ride on back to
Charleston and forget about it.
And don't you do no
talking to Earp.
- Oh yes...
- That herd belongs just as
much to Ringo and Brocius
as it does to me.
Besides, I've kept my outfit
together by trusting them!
I can't accuse two of my
own boys of a double-cross!
What if I'm wrong?
None of 'em would
ever trust me.
But I thank you kindly, Ayers.
- Don't mention it.
Good night, sir.
- So, any luck?
- I think he halfway
believed me,
but he's not going to
do anything about it.
He says the cattle also
belong to Brocius and Ringo.
They stand to gain
as much as he does.
- Why didn't I bet you?
- I wish we could have found out
where they plan to catch 'em.
Did he tell you where
the herd is hidden?
- No, I'm afraid he doesn't
trust me that much.
- Our only chance is to get back
to Don Pedro in a hurry.
- There's not much hope
there either, is there?
- No, Don Pedro
will never believe
that Clanton was after
his own cattle, Wyatt.
- I've got to try
and convince him.
I'm not going to let
Brocius and Ringo
get Old Man Clanton
k*lled if I can stop it.
- He'll only live to
fight another day.
- It's almost sun-up, Doc.
Either come along, or go
on back to Tombstone.
[ Mooing ]
- Think we ought to
move 'em out, boss?
- No, we wait a spell.
Be a bright moon tonight.
Better go tell the boys.
- All right.
- Hold it!
- Gringos!
- Throw your g*ns on the
other side of the fire!
[ In Spanish ]
Where's Don Pedro?
- No sabe.
- This one can speak
English, Wyatt.
Marshall Earp asked
you a question, Roca.
Where's your boss?
I may have to plug Senor Roca!
- No, no, no!
Please, amigo!
- Speak up. We're
short on time.
- Don Pedro and the others
are in the
Guadeloupe Canyon.
- To bushwack
Old Man Clanton?
- I don't know. They don't
tell me nothing, Senor.
- I think he's telling
the truth, Wyatt.
- Guadeloupe Canyon.
That's pretty far away.
We'll have to hurry.
Tell your men to lie
on their stomachs.
[ In Spanish ]
[ Horse neighing ]
[ Men yelling ]
[ g*nshots ]
- Don Pedro outsmarted us.
He knew we'd try
to help the old man.
- Keep sh**ting. Maybe we can
get through to Clanton somehow.
- [Men]: Ya! Ya!
- Mexicans!
- Earp was right!
Well, it don't matter!
We'll make a stand over there!
They got us blocked off. You
can't run, but you can fight!
- They got Clanton
pinned down. Cover me.
- No! You'll
never make it!
- We'll finish this! Get him!
- Play dead!
Let 'em get closer!
- Quick, on the run!
- Now!
Argh!
- Give him more!
- Lardhead!
- Oh...
[ In Spanish ]
No, he fought well.
Take me to the
doctor, quick!
- Si.
[ Coughing ]
[ g*nshots ]
- Careful, it
may be a trap!
- I don't think so. sh**ting's
stopped in the canyon too.
Come on.
- Wyatt...
He's got slugs in him.
He must have put up
a right good fight.
- Yeah.
It's too bad.
I kind of liked him, Doc.
A real tough old man.
The only time he was on the
level, he got himself k*lled.
Well, you go find a horse.
We'll take him home.
- The death of Old Man Clanton
would not end the
desperate struggle
between Marshal Earp
and the Clanton outlaws.
Bad as he was,
the old man had exercised
a moderating influence.
Wyatt knew that the
command would now pass
to Curly Brocius
and John Ringo,
more unrelenting and ambitious
than Clanton's
disappointing sons.
The law could not
reason with such men.
So the law would be
forced to speak with g*ns
as the looming battle
of the O.K. Corral
dawned on Tombstone's
grim horizon.
♪♪ 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 ♪
♪ Oh, Wyatt Earp,
Wyatt Earp ♪
♪ Brave, courageous and bold ♪
♪ Long live his fame
and long live his glory ♪
♪ And long may
his story be told ♪
♪ Long may his story ♪
♪ Be ♪
♪ Told ♪
♪ Hmm ♪♪