THE LIFE AND LEGEND OF WYATT
EARP
[Ken Darby singing
"The Legend Of Wyatt Earp"]
[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]
(male narrator)
Story of Susan Leonard, the
child known as Little p*stol
is a part of a legend
of western folkore.
Except for the intervention
of Wyatt Earp and Doc Holliday
Susan might have vanished
into a nameless grave.
As it happened, Little p*stol
became the central character
of an episode which started
tongues waging
from Dodge to
the New Mexico border.
Gossip established
Susan Leonard
as the first female outlaw
in the western country.
But the truth
about Little p*stol
as truth often turns out to be
was stranger than any fiction.
Oh, thank you.
Well, some favor
Prairie chicken
but give me Bobwhite
quail and toast.
It's a handsome spread,
Ms. Kate.
Thanks, Wyatt.
John dear, you need
good nourishing food.
I have it, Katie.
The very essence of corn
dissolved in alcohol.
[g*nshots]
They're robbing my place.
Where is my g*n?
[glass shattering]
sh**t, Wyatt.
sh**t.
No, there are too many people.
Wyatt, John, the dinner.
You're talking of dinner
when I'm being robbed.
[indistinct chatter]
The drawer's clean.
How much was in it?
About , , Doc.
Alright, this one is dead.
Take him over to Dr. McCarty.
(male # )
Come on, get up.
- You recognize any of them?
- No, Marshal.
They had masks with
eye holes cut in them.
Quit jabbering.
They haven't got much of
a start, we can catch them.
- Take care of the body.
- 'Okay, boys, let's go.'
Hiya.
Over there.
Must be them.
, dollars
and my best faro dealer.
Wait a minute, Doc.
I know how you feel,
but let's not rush into things.
Wyatt, this isn't John Law
business, it's personal.
And what about your horse?
Old Loco enjoys living,
you know.
Let's make this fight
on foot.
Why do you always
have to be right?
It ain't your money, it ain't
your best faro dealer.
You can afford to remain
calm, cool, and collected.
Alright, General Custer,
I'll await your orders.
Well, we can't cut them off
and run him
but we can try
and outthink them.
I hope they're
cooking breakfast.
[g*nshots]
Virgil!
[g*nshots]
Give me that.
Doc, give me a hand.
That's a girl.
Take her coat off her arms.
Stand still you little brat.
Put your arm down.
- Stand still, honey.
- Put it down.
We're not gonna hurt you.
Now, just stand still.
The b*llet
just nicked it.
Give me this.
- What's your name, sis?
- Little p*stol.
- We need your real name.
- Won't tell you nothing.
- Take it easy, honey.
- You little brat.
- You oughta have a spanking.
- You give me back my p*stol.
Not until
your bandage's tied.
We're wasting time, Wyatt.
We could overtake those fellows.
Nothing bushwhacking.
I wanna ask her a few questions.
I want my p*stol,
you give me back my p*stol.
Alright.
Hey, you're unloading it.
What d'you expect him to do?
Let you sh**t us?
You take her, Wyatt.
I'm going after my money.
Wait a minute, Doc.
Here.
Look, there's no sense
in cold trailing it alone.
Besides, I think
she'll talk.
That little wild cat.
Stop her. Wyatt, she took those
cartridges from the pocket.
Hold still,
you little brat.
We better take
all her clothes off.
I'll just take her g*n.
Now, you had your chance
to behave.
I hate you.
I'll k*ll you both.
She oughta have
her breeches warmed.
Alright, you spank her.
No, you do it.
I'm so mad, I might
raise blisters.
You must be hungry,
come on.
Where?
- Dodge City.
- No.
Alright, suit yourself.
I want my p*stol.
You give me back my p*stol.
You stop that.
The next time you touch that g*n
I'm gonna leave you right here.
- Wasn't touching it.
- Yes, you were.
Little girls like you got
no business with g*ns.
- You've nothing to be afraid.
- I'm not afraid.
Well, everybody
is scared of something.
Are you really Wyatt Earp
and is he really Doc Holliday?
- That's right.
- You're fast g*ns.
- Now, who told you that?
- They..
Nobody.
- Who's they?
- Nobody.
Alright.
I told you to sh**t her, Rocky.
It's too hard in here, boss.
I did take a crack at her,
but guess I missed.
Well, I don't think
she'll talk but she might.
We'll have to ride back
into Dodge tonight.
Now, scrub hard, child.
Then we'll get dressed
in these nice clean clothes.
- Isn't this a pretty dress?
- No, I want my old clothes.
Oh, no, you don't.
They're filthy.
Wyatt will like you much better
in decent little girls clothes.
He likes you.
Don't you like him?
No, he took my g*n.
Oh, little girls don't go
around carrying g*ns
and trying to sh**t people.
Now...come on.
We'll get all nice and dry.
If I wear the clothes,
can I go see Mr. Earp?
No, Wyatt is too busy
in his office.
Then I'll tear up the clothes
I'll tear them up right now.
No, no. Alright,
you can see Wyatt.
Well, put your mind to it, Doc.
You used to handle kids when
you were practicing dentistry.
How did you, uh, how did you
gain their confidence?
I didn't. I used to have
their parents hold them
while I shoved the wodden
block in their mouths
so they wouldn't bite.
- Then I yanked the tooth.
- Yeah, well, that's no good.
Wyatt, you leave
the obvious
Maybe our Little p*stol
belonged to one of the g*ng.
Maybe, she was kidnapped.
At any rate, we've got
a scared youngster on our hands.
We still gotta try
and gain her confidence
and make her talk.
She probably could name every
man in that bunch if she wanted.
Perhaps, they'll
come back for her.
Hm.
Wyatt, she's a deadly witness.
Maybe they'll kidnap her
or even k*ll her.
You say that
mighty offhanded.
I don't expend sentiment
I can't afford, Marshal.
If we had left her,
like I wanted
we could have caught up
with those hoodlums.
Now, where are we?
'Or to put it bluntly,
where's my money?'
You cherish Little p*stol,
I don't like brats.
You go away,
I came to see Mr. Earp.
Boy..
How can he be such a fast g*n
if he drink so much?
Well, liquor doesn't
seem to affect him
What a pretty little gal.
- New clothes, huh?
- Stop it!
I want my g*n
and I want the b*ll*ts.
Oh, well, then you
gonna have to trade.
For what?
You answer some questions
and I'll return the g*n.
What questions?
We'll start with
what's your name?
I told you.
It's Little p*stol.
- Well, you have another name.
- No. Just Little p*stol.
Alright, then who were
those men you were with
Can't tell ya?
- Why not?
- They'll get me.
Doc Holliday and I are
guarding you day and night.
That's pretty fast.
They'll come at night
and you won't be around.
Well, you can stay here
with me during the day and..
...and at night you can stay
with Doctor and Mrs. Holliday.
No! I wanna stay
with you all the time.
I don't like Mrs. Holliday.
She talks too much.
She reminds me of my..
Can I stay with you, mister,
all the time?
Well, I tell you what,
why don't I..
I-I'll move in with
Doctor and Mrs. Holliday
and you could stay
with us all.
- How about that, huh?
- No! You just want me to tell.
Then you'll send me to
the orphan's home or some place.
- Orphan's home? Your folks--
- You're not getting me to talk.
Wait a minute. I gotta catch the
outlaws and put 'em in jail
and then they won't
bother you, understand?
In order for me to do that, you
gotta tell me who they are.
- You understand that?
- Well..
- I'll think about it.
- Good.
Now, I gotta go out
and patrol
and you can walk
right along with me.
- I'll tell you one name. Susan.
- Susan. And who's that?
- That's me!
- Oh!
Susan, huh?
Well, I like Susan.
That's a mighty pretty name.
Thank you.
You better not try it.
It's a little too risky.
We'll camp outside Dodge
and try to get him tomorow.
I didn't spot
any strangers around.
Wyatt, why don't you
turn in on the sofa?
- Oh, you take a rest.
- I don't sleep much.
If I doze off,
Katie will spell me.
They're not likely
to come around here.
Mommy.
Daddy.
Where are you?
Indians, Apaches..
Don't k*ll me, please.
Oh, don't k*ll me.
[screams]
You'll be alright, sis.
Take it easy, darling.
Lay back down.
- Doc and I are--
- Gentlemen, what is it?
- Just take it easy.
- Kid had a nightmare.
- That's it, darling.
- Oh, poor baby.
Perhaps, if we gave her
a little soothing syrup.
My tooth, it aches.
It aches so awful.
- Right here.
- I'll have a look.
Katie, bring
that lamp down.
No, it'll hurt worse.
- Wyatt, you better hold her.
- Yeah.
Now, open your
mouth wide, honey.
- I wanna get a look.
- No, I wan't Mr. Earp to look.
Alright, honey, you come up here
and open your mouth wide
and I'll take a look, huh?
That's it.
You're a good girl, sis.
You can close your mouth now.
It still hurts.
Alright, Mrs. Holliday will
give you some medicine.
Come on, Wyatt.
You go to sleep, honey.
- Where you going?
- Outside, in the hall.
- We'll leave the door open.
- Be right back.
Pain will be gone quicker
than a wink, dear.
'I'll pour a teaspoonful
of this thing.'
'You gulp it right down.'
She's got a couple of
impacted right upper molars.
Would you be kind enough
to ask Dr. McCarthy
if he's got
any nitrous oxide.
Nitrous oxide?
'There! Now drink
some water, honey.'
Dr. McCarthy'll
know what it is.
Did you ever hear
a woman talk so much?
Hey, are you sure this new
gas thing in the jig is safe?
I didn't give her much.
It's to stop her talking,
the main idea.
Nitrous oxide does that?
Sometimes.
Occasionally, it makes them
giggle or talk silly.
Well, you take rest, Doc.
Ms Kate and I will watch her.
Alright, Wyatt.
[mumbling]
Yes, baby.
Wyatt?
- Wyatt?
- Hm?
- Think she's coming out of it.
- Yeah.
Don't sh**t at them.
Wait...the soldiers.
Yes, I will hide
in the barn, mommy.
'I'll stay there until..'
Susie, Susie.
What happened after you
hid in the barn, huh?
Barn? I didn't stay there.
I got scared.
Apaches all around the house.
I ran into the bushes.
They caught me.
One-Eye Milburn.
One-Eye Milburn.
They gave me to
One-Eye Milburn.
Don't k*ll me.
Please don't k*ll me.
'Don't k*ll me..'
Susan, Susan, honey, wake up.
I'm awake, Mr. Earp.
- Now, what's your name, huh?
- Susan Leonard.
- And where do you live?
- Copperspring.
It's in New Mexico.
I'm sleepy.
I'm sleepy, yeah.
Goodnight sweetheart.
Is that the truth
or just babbling?
I think it's the truth.
Look, if she wakes up
again, you call Doc.
I need to go to
the telegraph office.
They're mixed up with
that Santa Fe depot.
Via that fort
at New Mexico.
This comes from
Prescot, Arizona.
Well, army commands
move around, Hal.
Apache attack at Coppersprings.
One-Eye Milburn believed
to have ridden with Indians.
You stay here and
watch the office.
- I'll be at the Dodge House.
- Right.
Well, how's the little patient
this morning, huh?
- Pulse normal, Wyatt.
- I'm mad at you.
Why didn't you stay here
all night, like you promised?
Well, there were big dunes last
night, Susan. Don't you
remember?
Yeah. Doc Holliday pulled out
two of my teeth. See.
Yeah.
Well, those are mighty
horrible looking wounds.
Does it hurt, huh?
[mumbles]
- What?
- I'm in agony.
- Oh.
- Now, Susan.
- Go on, eat all your oatmeal.
- Ow.
- Katie, I said lukewarm.
- She burned me.
Here, I'll go and cool it.
I'll put it in
the ice box, John?
Katie, all you have to do
is pour cold milk on it.
Get that maid up here, this
place looks like a pigpen.
Right away, John.
Wyatt..
...Katie said that Suisun got
caught in an Indian fight.
Yeah, she did
a lot of talking.
- Who talked?
- You did.
I did not. I don't remember
saying one word.
Yeah, well, I remember.
Let's see, you're
Susan Leonard
and you're from
Coppersprings, New Mexico.
- I told you that?
- Yep.
You also told me that
the Apaches captured you
and turned you over to a
white renegade named
of One-Eye Milburn.
It's all a lie, a big lie.
I think Milburn's our man,
but what I can't figure out
is why he'd want
to keep Susan alive.
- You want to tell us that?
- The other men wouldn't let..
I'm not talking.
Wyatt, did you check this
out with the army?
Yeah, there was an Apache attack
in Coppersprings alright.
Milburn's believed to have
ridden with the Indians.
Any line on where
he might be?
No, but I'm gonna wire
all the sheriffs
between here and
the New Mexico line.
Susie, did one-eye Milburn
wear a patch over his eye?
I won't tell you nothing.
Then let's make a deal.
You describe Mr. Milburn and
I'll give you your g*n.
No.
Maybe we oughta give Susan
some more gas.
I think it will be
a very good idea.
Shame on you, Wyatt.
That stuff is dangerous.
Have you no pity in your heart
for this child?
None at all. It wouldn't work
a second time.
- They want me to depend on 'em.
- Oh, my poor baby.
Oh, Katie
and her maternal mood.
Wyatt, let's do our
detective work at the bar.
'You drink too much.'
And you're nothing but
a big old John Law
trying to get me
in trouble.
That's right, dear.
Don't trust any man.
- Now, wait a minute, I tried--
- Wyatt, don't apologize.
You're nothing but
a sassy little snip
and Kate you're nothing
but a sentimental idiot.
Come on Wyatt.
I see through you both now.
Ms. Kate is my only friend.
Now, remember, we ride straight
up to the hotel.
Rocky and me will go inside
and attend to the kid.
And we will blast our way out
if we have to.
I don't like it, boss.
Earp and Holliday can do
some blasting too.
That's fine with me if
you wanna go on the run
with a m*rder and kidnapping
charge against us.
That kid's the only one
that can identify us.
I wanted to get rid
of her days ago
but I let you
talk me out of it.
Now all in favor of taking
my advice say so.
(all)
We're all in.
- Let's go.
- Alright.
I'm a mighty worried.
Well, there's no need to be.
Milburn's easy to spot.
I'll spread this telegram around
and there'll be a posse
and soldiers on his tail.
It's not Milburn.
It's Katie, she wants
to adopt Susan.
- What?
- Impudent, sassy little brat.
I'd spank her three times a day
if I had to go to court for it.
Besides, there's
the element of contagion.
Yeah.
Wyatt, I'm gonna put my
foot down hard with Katie.
I want you to back me up.
Alright. Now, there's some doubt
that Susan is an orphan.
- What?
- Apaches att*cked settlement.
Her mummy and daddy sent her
into the barn to hide
but ran off
in the brush somewhere.
- It's just possible--
- Nonsense.
They are dead,
both of them.
Don't you go upsetting Katie
with thatkind of talk, Wyatt.
I just thought you said--
I said it and I mean
every word of it.
Ms. Kate shouldn't go
getting her heart set--
Wyatt, it's her heart.
It's not yours.
- Now where you going?
- To the telegraph office.
Now, you take care of Susan,
Papa Holliday.
Howdy.
You got a little girl of
about years old living here.
- You're lying.
- He's lying, Milburn.
Hey, it's the kid.
Let's get her, boys.
One-Eye Milburn,
he's after me.
No, he's not, Susie.
Doc Holliday and I dropped
him allover the street.
Is One-Eye dead?
If he's not, he's sure
gonna wish he was.
Now this telegram just came.
Looks like your prayers
have been answered.
Mommy and daddy are alive.
But I didn't pray for it.
I guess I'm wicked.
I was sure I'd never see
mommy and daddy again
so-so I prayed
for something else.
Oh, what was that?
Well...I prayed that
you give me back my g*n
then I prayed that I grow up
and be one of your deputies
and live with you.
Is what awful wicked?
Well, Susie, an arrangement
like that can be sinful
but the good Lord saved you.
[Ken Darby singing
"The Legend Of Wyatt Earp"]
♪ 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 ♪