02x16 - Justice

[bunniefuu]

[g*nf*re]

Wyatt, they're getting

Too close.

No sh**ting yet.

Can you see dull knife?

Yes, by big rock.

You're not going to surrender.

I want to make peace talk

To dull knife.

Peace talk, with a bunch

Of cheyenne on the w*r path?

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The life and legend

Of wyatt earp...

Indians! Indians!

Indians! Indians!

Are you marshal earp?

That's right.

You better get your people

Ready for a fight.

Dull knife is headed this way

With lots of cheyenne

In w*r paint.

Where'd you see him?

About miles down the trail

To the indian nation.

I changed horses

And out road them,

But they'll be here

In two hours.

Time to get organized.

Now, take it easy.

But, mister--

Look, just take it easy.

Yelling "indian"

And causing a panic

Isn't going to help us.

Mr. Masterson,

You take our friend here

Over to long branch

And buy him some cold beer.

You go along

With mr. Masterson.

I thank you for your warning.

Wyatt, should've we get set

For them?

Maybe a couple hours

Before sundown.

Cheyenne are to smart

To raid a town

When it's dark.

Anyway, I have a hunch

My indian scout

Should be here to tell me

About it.

You have any idea why

Dull knife

Is sore at this town?

Well, a crow indian

Friend of mine

Said the cheyenne

Were headed here.

That's all I know, mr. Earp.

Buy him all the beer

He can drink.

Keep asking him not to talk.

Wyatt, payday

Isn't till saturday.

All right.

Here. There's enough

For supper, too.

Thanks, wyatt.

Yes, sir.

I didn't signal

For the a*tillery.

Take it back in the rack.

Mr. Brother, mr. Cousin...

Oh.

Now, my friends,

What is all this

About dull knife?

[Speaking native language]

Two white men

k*ll man who fights,

Then they treat shy dove,

His wife, as apaches do.

She tell us.

Then she k*ll herself

For shame.

That's very ugly.

Did the wife name the men

Before she died?

No, mr. Earp.

Only that man who fights told

Her they belong in dodge city.

[Speaks native language]

Shy dove good wife.

She fight and scratch

White man on face.

After it happened,

She take knife so,

When dull knife hear this,

Very angry.

I don't blame him,

I think dull knife and his men

Were very foolish to jump

The reservation.

It would even be more foolish

To make a raid on dodge.

It's too big a town,

Too many g*ns.

Dull knife never count g*ns,

Mr. Earp.

The men with scratches

On their face shouldn't be

Too hard to find.

Do you know anything else

About them?

[Speaking native language]

Oh, oh...

[Speaks native language]

Man who fights

Was scout for soldiers,

Like us.

Mr. Brother thinks

White men scout with an army...

Dull knife.

Hm. That'll help us.

Are you-- are you friendly

With dull knife?

Yes, but in w*r path

He's friend with no man.

But you will go to him

And make talk, huh?

[Speaks native language]

What talk?

I want you to explain

To dull knife

That we have law here.

I will catch the two white men

That m*rder*d his people,

And the law will hang them.

Hang white men

For k*lling indians?

You joke, mr. Earp.

No, I'm not joking.

m*rder is m*rder.

I give you my word they'll be

Caught and hanged.

You tell dull knife that.

Ask him to wait

For a message from me.

Wait how long?

Tell him one day.

[Speaking native language]

[Speaking in native language]

Good.

We talk with dull knife.

Thank you, my friends.

I ashamed that

Our white brothers do this,

But they will hang for it.

You always tell truth,

Mr. Earp.

Dull knife...

[Continues in native language]

We do not promise

Dull knife will listen,

But we talk

And say what you are saying.

[Speaking in native american

Language]

[Native language]

[Chattering]

Oh, that's not too bad.

Pretty good.

That's good.

Marshal earp

Wants to see you.

What for?

Never mind. Come on.

You're not under arrest.

He wants to see you.

Look, bat,

I haven't got no g*n.

Come on.

I didn't do anything.

Hold it. You fellas

Will have to

Come down to the jail.

Let's go.

All right.

Take off your hats.

Let me see

Your forearms.

Nice cut.

You can go.

Roll up your sleeves.

How'd you get those marks?

My horse shyed

From a rattlesnake.

I went in some brush.

You can go.

I'm holding you.

Stand over there.

The rest of you men

Roll up your sleeves.

Who says so?

I said,

Roll up your sleeves!

You stand

Over there too.

Fingernail scratches.

You stand over there.

Bare your arms

All the way.

The two of you can go.

Well, mr. Jameson.

Looks like a woman

Scratched you.

Yes, sir.

My wife, she--

The last time,

It was a black eye,

Wasn't it?

Yes, sir.

Better luck next time.

Yes, sir.

All right.

Two of you m*rder*d

An indian.

His wife-- she...

You wanna

Talk about it?

What are

Their names?

Stevens, miller,

And dort.

All this whoop-de-do

About an indian?

If we done it,

We should get a reward.

Is that how you feel

About it, mr. Dort?

You're just picking on me

Because they kicked me

Out of the army.

Oh, you were a soldier,

Too, huh?

So how come you haven't got

Any crossed sabers?

I don't like tattooing.

A woman scratched me.

Sure.

You prove

It was an indian.

I wasn't nowhere near

Buffalo creek.

[Men chattering]

This time, earp really

Put his foot in it.

He sure has.

Arresting men

Just because some indian

And a squaw got k*lled.

Who's gonna back him

On a stupid play like this?

Nobody.

[All talking at once]

Right now,

General custer's on his way

To get sitting bull.

Our own soldiers

Risking their lives

While earp goes over

To the side

Of these red savages.

Trouble, wyatt.

Looks like they have friends.

Well, that's

A big mystery.

All right. You lock them up.

I'll have a talk

With their friends.

All right.

Let's go. Inside.

[Door closes]

Earp, we've come

For a showdown.

We're at w*r

With the indians.

Are you on their side?

No, mr. Albright.

Well, then turn miller,

Dort, and stevens loose,

And do it right now.

I arrested those men

On suspicion of m*rder,

And not just m*rder alone.

Aw, she was only a squaw.

That's enough!

Oh, it is, is it?

Look, mr. Albright,

I had a run-in with you

Once before.

All I did was slap your face

When you hired clay allison

To g*n me.

And you forged my name

When you tried to buy

Jim kelly's saloon. Remember?

You can't prove it.

But I can prove

You're wearing a g*n

And leading a mob now.

You men sure picked

A fine leader.

He's as yellow

As they come.

You gonna take that,

Pete?

He wouldn't draw

On a ten-year-old kid

With a pop g*n.

All right.

The rest of you drop 'em!

Go on! Drop 'em!

You can pick them up

Inside later.

Pick him up and take him

To doc mccarty's.

Go on! Move!

Pick up the g*ns.

There were some men

With hefty influence

In that crowd.

Yeah, well,

Let them use their pull.

I don't want any men

Coming up to this jail

With g*ns.

Next time they try that,

A lot of them are gonna go home

With buckshot in their legs.

You and I

Have scouted with indians.

We know them.

But you can't expect a lot of

Scared greenhorns to understand

What we're trying to do.

Why not?

They can understand common,

Ordinary justice, can't they?

Not for indians, wyatt.

Look, I don't care

Who it's for.

The law says

You can't m*rder them,

And I stand on that.

Everybody does when they're

Not too scared to think.

With this all talk

Of dull knife raiding us,

And the sioux on the warpath

Against custer...

[Door opens]

Howdy, mr. Mayor,

Mr. Kenton.

Evening, bat.

Mr. Mayor,

Mr. Circuit attorney.

Wyatt,

We came to ask--

Don't weaken now,

George.

We came to tell you

That this nonsense

Has gone on long enough.

It's time

For plain talk.

I'm sorry, wyatt,

But public opinion

Is against you.

Not only that,

But you don't have

Evidence enough

For me to prosecute anyone

For k*lling an indian.

No corpus delicti,

No witnesses.

In fact,

Not even jurisdiction.

I'm working on that,

Mr. Kenton.

Not in this town.

Even if you had a case,

We couldn't get a jury.

We all have to

Be practical, wyatt.

You almost fractured

Pete albright's skull.

He can sue the city.

He deserved what he got.

But that doesn't

Help matters.

I'm asking you, as your friend,

To turn those three men loose.

Then you and mr. Kenton

Will have to make that an order.

Very well.

As circuit attorney,

I order their release,

At once.

All right.

Release the prisoners.

Yes, sir.

Two of those men are murderers,

And worse.

Now, wyatt--

I obeyed the order,

Because as city marshal,

I have no other choice.

But I'm also

A united states deputy marshal,

And the m*rder of an indian

Happens to be a federal crime.

You show that evidence

To a federal judge

And see what happens.

That's just what

I aim to do, mr. Kenton.

I gave my word that I'd try

And break this case.

When it's prosecuted,

I'm not gonna have

A pea-wit like you

Standing in my way.

Happy election returns,

Gentlemen.

You heard what he said.

Why don't you fire him?

He's the best marshal

Dodge city ever had.

You know, if that boy

Could learn to think

Like a politician,

He'd be governor someday.

You sure the three of them

Went in there?

Not five minutes ago.

All of them toting g*ns.

[g*nf*re]

[Chattering]

Stand back.

Dort.

What happened?

I was pals with miller

And stevens in the army,

So I kept my mouth shut,

But I knew they done it.

They picked a fight

With me, and...

They must've gone out

The side door.

You don't have to

Go with me.

Quit wasting time.

Come on.

Take him on over

To the coroner's office.

Whoa.

We cannot find dull knife.

Maybe he circled around.

We catch two men.

Come look.

Were they riding

Out of dodge?

Yes. One horse break leg

In gopher hole.

When they stop,

We put g*ns on them.

Come look.

We sure will.

[Sighs]

Well.

Miller and stevens.

Good morning, gentlemen.

You didn't k*ll dort

Fast enough. He told us

You m*rder*d the indian.

That's a lie.

[Mutters]

[Speaks in native language]

No.

They must be tried

According to law.

Untie them.

I do not understand.

They k*ll

Man who fights and shy dove.

My friend, I promised you

They would be punished

According to law.

There's a federal judge

At the fort.

We'll take him there.

You've got no proof.

Mr. Masterson,

Give me your pad and pencil.

We m*rder*d...

Man who fights...

And are responsible...

For the death of shy dove.

You think we're stupid enough

To sign that?

Dull knife and his men

Can't be too far away.

You want me

To turn you over to them?

He's bluffing.

He wouldn't do it.

Dull knife would

Skin them alive,

Piece by piece.

No, that's apache stuff.

The cheyenne

Mutilate a bad man,

And they roast him

Over a slow fire.

How long

Do the men suffer?

Sunup, sundown.

I see many bad indians

Live longer.

You still don't want

To sign it, huh?

No.

All right.

You take him to dull knife.

Tell him, for me,

These are the men he wants.

No. We'll sign.

But you gotta promise

You'll take us to the fort.

I give my word.

We'll tie them double

On the good horse.

I want you and mr. Brother

To come with us.

You were scouts in the army.

It'll help us to have

A witness to the confession.

Look, wyatt! Cheyenne!

Don't move.

Dull knife and his men

All around us.

We could stand them off

If there ain't too many.

No. Hold this.

[Bat]

You aim to surrender?

You promised that--

I wanna talk

To dull knife.

Does he

Speak english?

More better than me.

Good.

Come along

And introduce us.

You keep an eye

On them.

They won't move.

They got no place to go.

Where did dull knife

Learn english?

Mission school.

He go as little boy.

Is he a convert?

No. All cheyenne.

[Speaks in native language]

I am cousin

To many battles.

This is mr. Earp,

Low marshal of dodge city.

Good morning.

Good morning.

I have the men

Who k*lled your people.

Man who fights?

Shy dove?

The law will punish

These murderers.

White men law

Will punish white men?

Yes. I will take them

To the fort.

No. Give them to me.

Great chief dull knife,

Ruler of the cheyenne,

Mr. Brother, mr. Cousin

Can tell you that I have

Always kept my word to them.

I will keep my word to you,

Oh, great chief.

The men who committed

This crime

Will be tried

By a federal judge,

And if found guilty,

They will be hanged

According to law.

I have traveled many miles

To punish these men.

I do not trust

White men court.

Some white men

Don't respect our laws either.

In a few cases,

It hasn't deserved respect.

But there are

Hundreds of men

Trying to make

Our laws honest.

It would be foolish for me

To lie about it.

We've had two kinds of law.

One for white men

And another for indians.

I'm asking you for a chance

To prove that the m*rder

Of an indian

Will be punished the same

As a m*rder of a white man.

You expect me

To believe this talk?

Yes.

For your own good.

How is that?

You've asked our great white

Chief in washington

To let your people

Leave oklahoma territory

And go back to wyoming.

True?

What will our chief

In washington think

When he hears that you

Have left your reservation

For personal vengeance

And taken the law

Into your own hands?

I will ask you a question.

The two men who k*lled

Shy dove and her husband

Must die.

Will you leave hostages

To guarantee it?

One of the two

Must be the other white man.

Ha.

You make cheap talk.

I will ask my friends.

If they consent, they will

Place themselves in your hands.

If they don't,

We will fight it out.

Good.

[Speaks native language]

My guess is that dull knife's

Only got about men.

We stand a good chance

Of driving 'em off.

Especially if we can k*ll

Dull knife in the first attack.

That's about it.

There's no sense

In k*lling dull knife

And maybe some of us

Getting it.

Come on, mr. Brother.

No, I go.

He stay.

[Both speak native language]

No, mr. Brother.

Need mr. Cousin as a witness.

You go.

You must make

Dull knife understand

That a couple of his men

Must bring the bodies of

Shy dove and man who fights

To the fort.

Dull knife understand.

He's big judge.

What am I gonna say

To dull knife

If the white man judge

Turns them loose?

He won't.

But I'm still willing

To stay here and fight it out.

Now what would that prove?

I risk getting k*lled

In a g*n fight with

A no-account girl?

This'll prove something.

Be seeing you, marshal.

Don't I know you?

h*, judge norton.

Me little wolf.

That's right. He helped us

In a g*n smuggling case.

These the bodies of

Man who fights and his wife?

[Speaks native language]

[Speaking native language]

Things can't be

Going too well at the fort.

[Speaks native language]

Come here.

Oh. Here I go again.

Yes, sir?

Our dead were shown

To the white men.

They are being sent back

To us for burial.

Your judge and your friend

Marshal earp did nothing.

The K*llers have

Not yet been hanged.

Men,

A jury have to decide.

That takes a little time.

Too much time.

We must move

By dark tonight.

We cannot take you

And mr. Brother with us.

There's nothing I can do?

No.

It will be done for you.

[Speaks native language]

You've been found guilty

Of m*rder in the first degree.

You attempted

To defend yourselves

By saying the two young people

You k*lled were indians.

Such a defense

Is an insult to this court

And the laws of this republic.

m*rder of any human being

Is punishable by death.

Marshal earp?

Yes, sir?

You will deliver

These two men

Into the custody

Of the marshal.

I'll send a written order

For their immediate execution

By hanging.

Court's adjourned.

Come on.

[Men arguing]

I have conquered

My evil temper.

There has been too much k*lling

By indians and white men.

My heart is thick.

We are all children

Of the great white spirit.

We behave like grizzly bear

And apache.

I have been thinking

Of your friend marshal earp.

I do not believe

He lied to me.

I think he has done his best

For justice.

I'm sure there must be

Many white men

With good hearts like his.

Therefore,

I am setting you free.

Go.

[Men protesting]

Silence!

Thank you.

[Speaks native language]

Great chief,

These are the bodies

Of the two men.

They were hanged

According to law.

[Speaks native language]

Great chief, we're taking

Them to dodge for burial.

Any objection?

No. It is just.

[Speaks native language]

[Repeats phrase]

We have understanding.

Well, little man,

What do you say now?

Two men.

Hanged for the m*rder

Of man who fights

And shy dove.

Will it change anything?

Someday.

Maybe a hundred years from now.

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