[humming]
♪ Wyatt Earp, Wyatt Earp
♪ Brave, courageous,
and bold ♪
♪ Long live his fame
and long live his glory ♪
♪ And long may
his story be told ♪
[humming]
[Narrator]
The summer of '
was Wyatt Earp's second year
as deputy marshal
in the trail's end cow town
of Wichita, Kansas.
During that first
violent summer,
Wyatt had grabbed
the town by the tail
and held it on the ground
while hundreds of armed
and defiant cowboys
from the cattle trails
tried to keep it on the prod.
But even though Wichita
had learned to keep
its hair slicked,
Wyatt still liked
to spend his mornings
near the cattle pens
watching what might have
drifted in overnight.
Hey, you, uh,
seen Old Man Cullen
around lately?
No, and it ain't
like him, either.
All summer long he's been
meeting his herd.
Always here to beat me
for the best price.
Been getting it, too.
Well, after all,
he's my best customer.
You might as well be honest
about it, Mr. Santell.
Cattle kings don't
come any tougher
than Old Man Cullen.
Good morning, Brad.
Where's your father?
Selling the herd
to the army over at Dodge.
He'll be back in a few days.
Does anybody know Mr. Santell?
I'm Santell, boy.
What's on your mind?
Well, uh, I'm Brad Cullen,
and I'm trail boss
of that herd, there.
I'd like to talk
some business.
You?
Yeah, that's right, me.
He's one of Cullen's sons.
He's got authorization
to sell the herd,
why doubt him?
Well, no offense, kid,
but I just couldn't imagine
your old man letting anyone
handle a sale for him.
Am I forgiven?
Guess you want to ride
into town, get washed up.
Well, after I talk business.
You fellas go ahead.
I'll ride back with you
when you get all done.
How many?
.
Looks closer to .
No, no, I said .
The lame and
the blind ones, hmm?
What's that?
They've come a long way
over grazed out lands
and dried streams.
I wouldn't call them
prime beef.
I'm offering you
prime beefs
at a head.
The market's flooded.
Prices dropped at $ a head.
You can take it or leave it.
Now look, mister.
Are you trying to take
advantage of me?
Because if you are--
Your old man will come
gunning for me, hmm?
Look, kid, your pappy
don't scare me one bit,
at least so long
as Wyatt Earp's
close by somewhere
to help me out.
I don't happen
to be so lucky.
Oh.
All right. Seeing as it's
Cullen beef I'm buying,
I'll make it .
It's got to be .
Believe me, kid.
I'm not bluffing,
and I'm not gouging.
Buying season's over.
I'm being as generous
as I can,
and I'm doing it for you,
not for that great hard rock
who happens to be
your old man.
Give me an hour
to think it over?
An hour to see
some other brokers?
Sure.
You won't get
a cent over ten.
I'll tell you what I'll do.
I've give you three hours.
All righty?
How'd you make out
with Mr. Santell?
He said the price is down.
That's true.
Oh, then I'm in for it.
If I sell the herd short,
Pop will like to k*ll me.
If I don't, he'll rag me
and hound me
until I feel
like k*lling him.
He can be a miserable man
over money.
How old are you, Brad?
Going on .
Got you that buffalo,
why don't you just
pack up and get out
like your older brothers did?
Well, I'm the only one left.
It's just me and Ma.
I guess I'm the reason
that she's staying around.
She asking you to?
Well--
Well, you're
fooling yourself.
You're afraid
of your old man,
that's all that's
troubled you.
You're still a kid.
All right,
I'll admit it.
So I'm a kid.
Okay, suppose I have
your advice, Mr. Earp.
What would you do
if you were me?
Well, if I was you,
I'd go into town,
get myself a square meal
and I'd make up my mind
and stand pat in my decision.
Oh, just as simple
as that, huh?
Yup. Make up your mind
of something.
Being a man is
just that simple.
Come on, we'll go
into town.
How'd you make out?
Made up your mind?
Yeah.
Oh. That's a heavy
piece of paper
that you're carrying around
all by yourself.
Better ride out to your camp
and Cowskin Creek,
where you'll be
among friends,
What's the matter?
Aren't you my friend?
That goes without saying,
Brad, but that stuff's not--
You, uh, want me
to hang onto it for you?
You know,
the more you talk,
the more you sound
like my old man.
The more you sound like him,
the less I like you.
Now you just go ahead
with your business,
I'll take care of mine.
[groans]
Okay, Brad.
I guess you're the boss.
I'll see you around.
Cards, please.
For you.
Three, please.
One.
Two to the dealer.
Wyatt.
Thanks.
How long has that
been going on?
It started a couple
of hours ago,
right after you left.
Has he been buying?
No, them's
his original chips.
For a kid,
he's doing real good.
Your bet.
I call.
better
than you, mister.
I can't.
You took, uh,
one card, I believe,
didn't you, son?
You're supposed to follow
the play, mister,
not ask questions.
Young man raised you .
Either put up or drop out.
You're too young
to bluff, kid.
In case you are,
I'm willing to pay
to teach you not to.
What have you got?
Hard flush.
You lose. Jacks full.
All right.
And I'll call.
It's over.
Sevens and fours, you win.
Ahh.
[slurring]
Would you care to join me
for a drink, Mr. Earp, huh?
No thanks.
How'd you come out?
I came out with nothing
but my name,
Mr. Earp, sir.
Then you lost
the whole check, $ ?
Yup.
But I admit to that
with a certain
pardonable pride.
[sighing]
What'd you figure you'd do?
Get lucky and run
that check up
to what your father
expected?
Yeah.
Then you would've
lied to him
and told him you got
more for the herd
than you really did,
is that it?
Yeah.
You're even more scared
of the old man than I thought.
Well, now what'll
you tell him?
The truth.
Just tell him the truth.
In other words,
you'd rather admit
to being a bad gambler
than a bad businessman,
is that it?
Uh, well, that's
about it, Mr. Earp.
Bad luck, that's all,
can happen to anybody.
But a bad business deal,
well, that's stupid,
unforgivable.
Don't you ever darken
my door again, son.
Aah.
You'd better
face up to it, Brad.
Your father isn't going
to believe that gambling story
any more than I do.
You've been played
for a sucker.
A sucker?
That's right, sucker.
I know your father
would rather
admit to a bad business deal
than being
played for a sucker
by two tinhorns.
What are you talking about?
Those two gamblers,
they play it
like a partnership.
Either one of them gets
a good hand, they bet it up.
You get a good hand,
they fold.
Their winnings are big,
yours are small.
Percentagewise,
they got all the edge.
Even you ought to be
able to see who's gonna
come out the winner.
You-- You mean
they work together?
They split afterwards?
That's right.
They've--
Well, that means
I've been robbed.
Well, what are you going
to do to get back my money?
Nothing.
Foster and his friend
didn't break any laws.
I got no legal grounds
to make an arrest.
But what they did was wrong,
and you know it.
The whiskey's
gone to your head.
You'd better go back
to Cowskin camp
where you can sleep it off.
Come on, I'll take
you there, myself.
Oh, you're
a coward, Mr. Earp.
You're a protector
of cheats and robbers.
You're a big man
with a six-g*n, too,
aren't you?
Well, would you just
show me how good you are?
Huh?
That's not a very
smart play, Brad.
Throwing down on a man
with a g*n you're not used to.
Now let me have it.
Come on.
[all laughing]
Come on, straighten up
like a man.
Take a look at Brad, boys.
He sure tied one on.
Yeah, and that ain't all.
I was robbed, cheated,
beaten up,
and thrown in jail.
Robbed?
Yeah, that's right.
Robbed, I was cleaned out.
They took the check,
the payroll, the money,
everything.
Didn't you go
to the law?
Of course I did.
And I'm the one that
gets thrown in jail.
I'm going to put it
to you straight.
I'm for going back into town
and getting what's mine,
and yours
But I need help.
Anybody want to volunteer?
My mammy always told me
the good Lord helps those
that help themselves.
I'm with you, kid.
Always did want a chance
to tree Wichita.
Count me in, too.
Okay.
[all talking at once]
Okay, come on,
let's go, then!
Come on.
They're still here.
Everyone, keep your hands
on the table.
This is not a holdup.
I was cheated
at cards last night
by these two men.
All I want is
the money I lost.
Give me my check, mister.
I don't have it here, son.
It's locked up
in the house safe
in the back room.
Well, get it in cash--
, .
I don't have
that much on me.
You get it, Foster.
I'm telling you, you get it
from the other tables.
I want , or I'm
going to k*ll you.
That's , , mac.
Consider it a loan.
How much you got, Hal?
Let's see.
Here's five.
This will make up
the rest of it.
Make it quick, gamblers,
or you'll lose some
of them clever fingers.
There you are.
[g*nf*re]
We gonna let him
get away with this?
[g*nf*re]
The charge is armed robbery.
Is that right, Mr. Foster?
Armed robbery,
attempted m*rder.
Mr. Havershim was seriously
wounded, you know?
Now, there's no need to be
so self-righteous, Mr. Foster.
Your neck's not as clean as it
could be either, you know.
You cheated that kid
the same as if
you'd stacked the deck.
If you think I've done
anything ill*gal,
why don't you arrest me?
Well, sometimes
there's a better way
to take care
of men like you.
What are you up to, Earp?
Well, I'll tell you
this much, Mr. Foster.
I'll arrest Brad Cullen
and his punches as you request,
and bring him to trial.
But by the time this is over,
the whole town will know how
you and your friend operate.
I may not be able
to touch you legally,
but the average citizen
still has a sense
of fair play.
These warrants are ready
to sign, Mr. Foster.
Right on this line, please.
How many more men
will we need, Wyatt?
I'll make
the arrests myself.
You can't go into
that cow camp alone.
I'll tell you, Sam,
Brad Cullen and his men
aren't hardened criminals.
The best way to handle
a thing like this
is to treat it
like a family quarrel.
All right, Mr. Foster.
Let me have the warrants.
It'd be mighty convenient
if one of Brad's cowboys
dropped him, wouldn't it?
Are you out
of your mind, Foster?
No, but I am thinking.
I'm thinking about
who'd be getting blamed
if Earp was found dead
between here
and Cullen's ranch.
We made it.
He's still
a couple of miles
from camp.
Between us,
we'll get him.
[hoof beats approaching]
[g*nf*re]
Please, Wyatt, don't!
We just wanted to help.
Well, then,
head back to town!
We'd better
do what he says.
If Earp didn't want us alive,
to make a point,
he'd drop us here.
We'll do what you say.
When you get to Wichita,
keep on going!
Hey, Brad.
[hoof beats approaching]
Who is that, son?
That's, uh, Wyatt Earp.
You stay where you are.
I'll talk to him.
Morning, Mr. Cullen.
Morning, Wyatt.
I see you got here
a little ahead of time.
An hour ago.
We're, um, just about
to pack and head south.
What's on your mind, Wyatt?
I got warrants for the arrest
of Bradshaw Cullen
and six John Does
for the cowhands
who helped him hold up
the Texas House this morning.
Why, he was just
taking back
the money that
he'd been robbed of,
seeing as how the law
wouldn't give him
a helping hand.
How did Brad tell you
he lost the money
in the first place?
Well, he had a few drinks,
played some poker.
He said he'd lost
quite a sum of money
before he found
he was being cheated.
He said you wouldn't
even listen to him.
You're not arresting anyone
from this camp, Wyatt.
I'm arresting your son
and six cowhands, Mr. Cullen.
Now get out of my way.
Brad, tell him the truth.
You'll never get another
chance like this one.
What's he talking
about, son?
Yeah, he's just
stalling, Pop.
You watch him, now.
Your son's a liar,
Mr. Cullen.
Get him, boy! Get him!
You had the drop, you fool,
why don't you sh**t?
Couldn't sh**t me last night
when he was drunk,
and he can't sh**t me now,
when he's sober
because he knows he's wrong.
It's hard to k*ll a man
when you're wrong, isn't it?
Thanks.
Pop?
I lied, Pop.
I sold the herd short
of what you wanted,
and tried
to make it up gambling.
The rest is like I told you.
[Old Man Cullen]
Sold the herd?
That's right.
The funny thing is,
I'm not afraid to admit it,
not now, not anymore.
I was a coward,
a liar, and a thief.
I was all that
just to please you.
What kind
of a son are you?
What are you talking about?
You'll never do this
to me again, Pop.
I'm not coming home anymore.
Mr. Earp, I'll go
saddle me up a horse,
and then, we can go.
You don't have to take
the other boys in.
They didn't
know the truth.
I'm the only one
you want.
I don't understand, Wyatt.
My sons,
three of them now,
gone.
I work my fingers to the bone
to give them a future,
and they leave.
Tell me why, Wyatt,
I don't understand.
I guess that's been
the trouble, Mr. Cullen.
There comes a time
when a young fella
has to move out,
learn to be somebody
all by himself.
I guess you just never
learned when to let go.
Where's Foster
and his friend?
They rode out for Dodge
early this morning.
They left this for you.
That check of young Cullen's.
They said they wouldn't
hold any charges against him
if you'd return their money.
And they wish you
to return the compliment
and leave them alone
if you ever meet up
with them again.
Left their forwarding
address on the back.
Oh?
Thank you, Jud.
Wait, I'll have one
with you.
♪ 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 ♪
♪ Long may his story
♪ Be
♪ Told
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