( 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: as late as ,
Frontiersmen
Would not believe
That the great herds
Of buffalo
Had vanished for all time.
The truth was that they
Had been slaughtered
In years
Of ruthless hunting.
But both white men
And indians clung to the myth
That the buffalo
Were hiding
In the mountains
Of wyoming and montana--
That they would move back
To the prairie someday.
Realists like marshal earp
Knew that this was nonsense.
But men are seldom proof
Against wishful thinking
And the folly
Of a cherished dream.
All of you,
Stay right here.
I gotta tell wyatt.
But nobody else.
Wyatt?
Well, mr. Masterson,
Haven't seen you
In a month of sundays.
Listen, wyatt,
There's buffalo.
Thousands of buffalo.
Maybe a million.
- Buffalo?
- Sure! They came
Out of the mountains.
Mr. Masterson,
You'd better cool off
And have yourself
A little drink of water.
Listen, all your
Old pals are going.
I made them stop
In dodge to tell you.
A big hunt, wyatt.
Just like the old days.
Well, I'll be.
Charlie anders,
Buff corbit,
Is that tripod jeffries?
Sure.
And I even sent word
To bill tillman.
Yeah, you must be
Dreaming, mr. Masterson.
Why? What do you mean?
Well now, you know
We exterminated
All those buffalo
A long long time ago
When we were young
And foolish.
I'll go out there
And say howdy to
Those fellas,
But I'm no ghost hunting
Buffalo in a happy
Hunting ground.
Look, wyatt,
It's true. Ask them.
Howdy, marshal.
( Men greeting )
Howdy, buff.
Charlie.
I'll be, if it isn't
Tripod jeffries,
You mangy old coot.
Just like old times.
Wyatt ain't going.
Ain't going?
No, he doesn't believe
There are any buffalo
On smokey river.
That's right.
I sure don't.
Of course, it'll
Be a nice ride.
Plenty of fresh air,
Lots of sunshine,
Yes sir, it'll be
A nice long ride out there.
No use arguing with him.
We gave him his chance.
Let's move out
Before the town gets nosey.
You gonna miss us, wyatt!
- Too bad, wyatt.
- We'll save you some
Good steak, marshal.
Yeah, I bet you!
( Men chattering )
I'll see you all
Come spring.
What in tarnation's
All that about?
- Oh, it was just
Bat masterson
And some old friends.
They stopped by
To say howdy.
Hmm.
Oh, wyatt. There's
A telegram here for you.
Santa fe agent
Says it's serious.
Well, telegrams are always
Serious to mr. Berkeley.
"Fellow peace officers,
Apache renegades
Led by horse collins
Jumped new mexico reservation.
Army intelligence says
They're headed for
Smokey river country
In west kansas
To hunt buffalo."
Buffalo?
Ain't the army been told
There ain't no more
Buffalo?
You know, I could be
Wrong about this thing.
Apaches aren't just
Jumping the reservation
For the heck of it
Anymore.
Now, wyatt, you know
Hunters like us
Done k*lled
All them buffalo.
Well, bat and his friends are
Also heading for smokey river.
To hunt buffalo?
Why, that's plumb crazy.
I rode all the way from
Hole in the wall, wyoming
Clean across kansas.
And I ain't never
Seen a hoof print
Or a fresh wallow.
Well, buffalo or not,
Bat shouldn't tangle
With the apaches.
Do me a favor, will you?
Make a fast ride on roscoe
Out to mr. Cousin's farm.
You know where it is?
Three miles south
Of fork ain't it?
That's right.
Don't ask him
About the buffalo.
Just tell him
I'd like to see him
As soon as possible.
I'll fetch him.
Wyatt!
Wyatt!
Howdy, mr. Cousin.
My friend.
Well, the rumor
About the buffalo's
Really getting
Around.
You heard anything
About buffalo
In the smokey
River country?
Yes. Much buffalo.
Who told you?
Cheyenne.
Was scout for army.
Well, do you
Believe him?
Well, I think they
See some buffalo.
Indian see this many,
Soon it is told
About big herd.
Yeah.
All right, mr. Cousin,
You wait in my office.
Use the back door.
We'll scout
The saloons, huh?
Barfly talk, wyatt.
Nothing but
Barfly talk.
The drunker them
Fellers get,
The more buffalo
They've seen.
Yeah.
Packing for trail?
Mr. Cousin and I are
Gonna try and head off
Mr. Masterson.
Bat took good care
Of himself at adobe wells
They tell me.
He was fighting cheyenne
Armed with bows and arrows
And a handful of old g*ns.
Apaches have colts
And winchester.
But this just don't
Make no sense at all,
Wyatt.
Mr. Gibbs,
What men sometimes believe
Just doesn't necessarily
Have to have any relationship
To the truth.
Now mr. Masterson
And horse collins,
They-- well, they think
They're after a million
Head of buffalo.
They've all headed out
For the smokey river.
Now you take charge here.
I'll be back in
About three days.
And if you ain't?
Then you know we've
Been in a fight,
And you come after us
With a burial party.
Dismount
And take cover.
( g*nshots )
Pony soldier
All down, boss.
Are they all dead?
No, two.
And two wounded.
Finish them.
Drag their bodies
Into the brush.
( Speaking apache )
( g*nshots )
We should head for
Old stage station
At smokey river.
Yeah, you know
Any shortcut?
Little ona river.
That way.
Follow it.
Let's see if we can
Get some speed out
Of these horses.
Come on.
( Horses approaching )
Yeah?
No buffalo sign.
Nobody's seen them.
They won't cross
The smokey. What else?
White hunters
On trail.
Where?
East of stage station.
How far east?
Do not know.
You liar.
Come on now!
( Grunting )
Ah! Enough trouble.
You better
Make him talk.
Those buffalo
Belong to us.
( Speaking apache )
We came to
Hunt buffalo.
Already we k*ll
Pony soldier.
We do not
Want more fight.
What soldier is alive
To say that we did it?
If you want buffalo,
You have to treat white hunter
The same way.
You better make
Little cochise talk,
Or I'm riding out on you.
( Speaking apache )
He say
White hunters in camp.
Daylight before
We get there.
Listen, I say
We have to k*ll them.
Either the son
Of cochise
Leads us to the camp,
Or the whole
Deal is off.
( Speaking apache )
You're our boss.
We do what
You tell us.
Good.
We better
Get riding.
( Speaking apache )
And this here
Herd of buffalo--
There were
Thousands of them.
Now you tell us
About it later.
We gotta get
Moving pretty soon.
Hey, bat!
Bat, come here.
Take a look.
( Men murmuring )
Indian!
That proves it.
They're after our buffalo.
Looks to me like
They're after us.
Indians!
Hit the saddle.
Buffalo thieves.
Get them.
( Shouting )
We water horses now,
Or go until river?
No, water them.
Not a dust cloud in sight.
West or north.
Where are the buffalo?
Dust cloud behind us.
Many horses I think.
Well, maybe it's bat
And his outfit, huh?
They traveled fast.
Maybe it's horse collins
And the apaches.
Come on, we'll put
The horses in the corral.
Get inside.
Take the grub bag
And the amm*nit*on.
Let's go.
Don't waste any cartridges!
We'll need them.
Mr. Masterson in front.
Apache close behind.
That's right.
We stay and help them?
Yeah, I reckon
We do.
Big buffalo hunt,
Huh?
Hold it, bat.
Two horses.
Wyatt and cousin.
They sneaked out here
To get some buffalo.
Let's put the horses
Over there and go inside.
Bring your canteens
And all your grub.
Let's take the r*fles.
No firing yet.
( Speaks apache )
Tell them we're gonna
Surround that place.
More soldiers come?
No.
Tell them we'll
Wait until dark,
And then move in.
What about buffalo?
Later.
We get white
Hunter first.
( Speaking apache )
Mr. Masterson,
The buffalo are a dream.
They just don't exist.
Now all you
Succeeded in doing
Is getting us cornered
By a bunch of apaches.
You and cousin
Sneaked out here
After buffalo.
We chased you out here
Trying to get you to turn back!
Mr. Earp get telegram about
Horse collins and apaches.
I think first
You find buffalo.
Mr. Earp right.
Buffalo all dead.
I still say you--
( g*nshots )
I still say
You and cousin ride out.
We'll fight them.
Take a look out there.
This isn't adobe wells.
Circling us a long range.
Probably wait till dark
Then close in.
Well, not if
They see buffalo.
Can't you get that
Out of your head?
It's stupid.
There's buffalo!
Sure.
Why would horse collins
Be trying
To k*ll us
If there wasn't?
You can't
Fool apaches.
All right, mr. Masterson,
Just where are
All these buffalo
Of yours?
Across the smokey
Not miles from here.
- You're real sure
Of that, huh?
- Yes!
- So am i.
- Me too, wyatt.
All right,
Break out some fire.
We don't want them to think
We're low on amm*nit*on.
( g*nf*re continues )
Pull the men back.
We're not in any rush.
( Speaking apache )
Hold your fire.
No point wasting b*ll*ts
At this range.
Let's try and talk
A deal with collins.
Deal?
That's right.
Pretend that he's got
The two of us spooked.
We'll show him where
All those buffalo are.
Well, now you're loco.
I get it.
You don't think you can find
That big buffalo herd, huh?
( Scoffs )
And if we found them?
Horse and his apaches
Would k*ll us.
And if we didn't
Find them they'd k*ll us.
Sure. You'd be
Dead anyway.
You can't outsmart
Apaches, wyatt!
You can't outfight
Them either, charlie.
There's no moon tonight.
We'll k*ll each other
sh**ting at apaches
In the dark.
I guess I just want
Mr. Masterson to admit
That there aren't
Any buffalos.
Not me.
Never.
Easy, jeffrey.
Take it easy.
Get over there.
Keep an eye
On him.
Maybe you can
Outsmart them,
Wyatt.
At least we can take
The pressure off here.
It's not as loco
As it sounds.
Don't forget those
Apaches out there
Think there's a million
Buffalo out there too.
I go with you,
Mr. Earp. Please.
No. Apaches don't
Like cheyenne.
Here.
Finish taking
Care of him.
Hold your fire.
Tell them to
Stop sh**ting.
( Speaks apache )
What is this?
They've got
A white flag.
They want a deal.
( Speaks apache )
My friend here knows
Where the big herd is.
We'll take you
To the buffalo
If you call off the fight.
We can find the buffalo
For ourselves.
You know about
Elkins ravine?
Elkins ravine?
Like the palm
Of my hand.
You'd better break
Off the fight
And head them off.
If they get out
Of that ravine,
They'll scatter
In bunches.
White men talk true, boss.
Now we won't
Horn in on your sh**t.
That's the deal,
Take it or leave it.
Reach.
Get the other one.
No deal. Yet.
Maybe if you find
The big herd,
We might turn
You loose.
That's fair enough.
But we're gonna
Keep your friends
Right where they are.
Tell little cochise
To keep the station
Surrounded.
Tell him we have to
Look for buffalo
In the ravine.
I'll stay with
Our scouts here
Until you
Pass the word.
No good.
Collins took their g*ns.
- We fight.
- Hold it, cousin.
We fire one shot,
Collins will g*n 'em down.
Old friends
Soon die.
Get on those horses.
And don't try
Anything smart.
( Speaking apache )
( g*nf*re )
Hold it.
This is far enough.
Get down.
Take it easy, collins.
Buffalo wouldn't
Cross the smokey
Till halfway down
The other side of
The ravine.
At least a mile yet.
Ah, let them
Lose the herd.
No boss.
They're right.
They've hunted
Buffalo.
All right.
One more mile.
Move.
Look.
They hold powwow.
They planning
To rush us, mr. Cousin?
No. They do not
Trust horse collins.
Yeah. They're pointing
At the trail he took.
( Overlapping arguing )
We charge them
While they're
All bunched up.
Please, no.
They scatter.
We stay here.
Hold it!
You can only make
A fool of me so long.
Get down.
Now which of you
Wants it first?
- Doesn't matter.
- Boss!
Come quick!
- What for?
- Buffalo.
All right,
Move out.
Buffalo.
Buffalo.
Headed south.
Come on.
We'll get our horses
And go after them.
Don't be a fool.
Buffalo stampede
At men on horseback.
He's right.
We go on foot.
You trail.
I go get brothers.
No. Not until
We see those buffalo
With our own eyes.
Buffalo.
I told you.
You're quite a prophet,
Mr. Masterson,
But I still want to see them
With my own eyes.
Save your breath.
You lead the way.
Walk fast.
( Speaking apache )
I go now
And help mr. Earp.
Careful.
It could be a trick.
It ain't no trick.
Them indians
Smell buffalo.
We're gonna
Get our share.
Come on.
There they are.
( Scoffs )
Nothing more than
A few dozen.
They always feed
In small bunches.
Probably thousands more
Down at the ravine.
Buffalo. I tell
Little cochise.
No. I want to see
More than this.
We k*ll pony soldier
For buffalo.
You do not
Stop me.
( g*nsh*t )
What do we
Do with him?
He's not gonna
Go anywhere.
We'll pick him up
And turn him over
To the army.
( g*nsh*t )
Too bad, mr. Masterson.
Those sh*ts probably
Spooked those buffalo.
You think
That's trouble?
Apache dust
Moving fast.
Try to head
For the horses.
Keep behind cover.
Hold it.
Now.
We can make it
To the horses?
No.
Look yonder.
( Speaking apache )
Come here, charlie.
I want to show you
Something.
What's the use
Of this?
There's just
A few buffalo.
I want to show them
What men died for.
Buffalo.
Well, there they are.
Start sh**ting.
That's all
There is, wyatt?
If they had
Any herd to join,
They'd have
Run for it.
Go on, mr. Masterson.
Cut them down.
No, sir.
Wyatt?
Yeah?
If there'd have
Been ,
I wouldn't have
Shot even one.
Good honest animal,
The buffalo.
But it's decent
Of all of you
To leave them there.
In the past,
We k*lled them
By the thousands.
It's not gonna do any good
To blow a bugle for that now.
I just hope
The good lord
Forgives us.
Amen, deacon.
♪ 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. ♪