( 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. ♪
Announcer: many bitter things
Have been written about
The western railroads.
And some of their tactics
In the ' s were questionable.
But what is now known
As the santa fe w*r
Or the finney county w*r
Was started by corrupt
Land speculators
In finney county
Who tried to drive
Honest farmers off the land
They had bought
From the santa fe railroad.
Dodge city was
A santa fe town.
It still is.
And marshal wyatt earp
Had many friends
Among the railroad men.
But wyatt had to know
The truth.
And the truth was obscured
In v*olence and blood.
( g*nshots )
But I don't see how
You can blame the santa fe.
You sold us the land.
Then you let these thieves
From the county seat
Mix up the legal records
So they can claim
Our property.
This time they k*lled
Two more people doing it.
But I'm only
The chief special agent
For the santa fe.
I don't see how
You can expect us--
We ain't asking
For nothing.
All the farmers
In this part of kansas
Has joined the grange.
We'll fight this out
If we have to.
No.
No, I'll get help
From our chief officials.
Well, get it quick.
Or we'll hang
These murderers
To your water tanks
For every mile from
Here to dodge city.
Wyatt!
Wyatt, hold it.
Dan christy
Of the santa fe
Is waiting in your office.
I tried to keep you
Out of it,
But they got orders
From the chief u.s.
Marshal in topeka.
Yeah. What about?
Well, the grangers are
Hanging land thieves
In finney county.
They swung two
From santa fe
Water tanks yesterday.
Well, that oughta discourage
Passenger traffic.
Wyatt, you ain't taking
Sides against the railroad?
No, mr. Kelly.
I take sides
With law and order.
The whole thing centers
Around garden city.
The grangers seem to think
The sheriff's in cahoots
With those land speculators.
Well, sir,
We had grangers
Back in illinois,
And they were just
Ordinary dirt farmers
That organized together
For a good freight rate,
Decent market price.
You don't know
Deacon burns.
He's a fighter.
Well, all right.
I'll head
For garden city first,
See what I can find out
From there.
We need wyatt
Here in dodge.
If the santa fe
Won't call in the army,
You could at least
Hire him a posse.
All right.
How many will you need?
Well, I don't know yet, sir.
But, uh,
You better move
Some special agents
In here to garden city.
Move 'em in
On a sleeping car,
And make it look like
They're deadheading back east
With mixed freight.
Lift them, friend.
You're covered.
I'm wyatt earp.
United states marshal.
Where's sheriff johnson?
I'm sheriff johnson.
Tie up and come on in.
And lift your hands.
Wyatt earp, you say.
Also the dodge city
Marshal?
That's right.
And I don't like g*ns
Poked at me.
Sorry.
It's all right, boys.
Let's talk
In the shade, huh?
Now these are
The legal land deeds
As certified
By the county court.
Now they don't square
With what the grangers claim
They bought from the santa fe,
But I can't help that.
Oh?
And who's on
The county court?
Judge prentiss,
Three county commissioners,
The clerk and the recorder.
Do any of them own land?
Why, sure.
We all own land.
No, I mean, do any
Of the members of
The county court
Own land that's claimed
By the granger people?
Hey now,
Which side you on?
( g*nshots )
- It sounds like the deacon--
- Hold it.
Put it back.
I'd like to meet
Deacon burns.
( g*nshots continue )
Hold your fire.
I'm after that government man
Who's conniving with johnson.
You're arresting
That skunk?
No evidence yet.
You deacon burns?
Sam burns.
They just call me deacon.
Well, I'm wyatt earp.
They call me deacon too.
Well, I'll be.
They sent us
An honest policeman.
I came here
To get the truth.
Well, get your horse
And come with us.
Can't we talk here?
Nope, we can't.
Johnson's riders
Will be coming in pretty soon.
All right.
So long, sheriff.
Don't you pick that up
Until after we leave.
He won't.
Hired gunslingers
Do his bushwhacking.
Ace, you and tom ride out
And collect the men.
Tell them there's a meeting
At my house right away.
As I would say-- and their
Own tax books will show
That the finneys themselves
Decided what was legal
Or illegal
In the way of land deeds.
Well, johnson
Admitted that.
Where's
The land title book?
Back in his office.
I guess I should
Have grabbed it.
Eh, won't make
Much difference.
We got a little w*r
On our hands.
Well, little wars
Aren't allowed, deacon.
That's what you say.
Us grangers
Put everything to a vote.
You speak your piece
At the meeting.
And forgive us for
Hanging those murderers
To the santa fe
Water tanks.
The santa fe ain't
Really responsible.
But us folks need help
From somebody, lord.
We're sick of
The hanging and k*lling.
We know we're
Miserable sinners,
And we plead
For thy mercy.
- Amen.
- Men: amen.
Folks...
Marshal earp has been
Sent here by the government.
Seems like a right
Bright young fella.
And I hope he has an idea
For ending our troubles.
Speak up, marshal.
Well, sir, I think you
Oughta give me a few days
To get some evidence
Against the finney g*ng.
If I get it, I'll--
Well, I'll form a posse
And arrest them.
All right.
Wyatt wants a truce
For a few days.
All those in favor
Say "aye."
( Scattered "aye"s and "no"s )
Oh, shut up.
I'll get a vote
For a truce,
If I have to whup a couple
Of them with my bare fists.
You ride back
To garden city.
Try to grab
That land title book, huh?
Yes, sir.
All right, men,
Here comes wyatt now.
We were afraid those grangers
Were gonna hang you.
Mighty happy to see
The railroad helping in this.
No, the grangers
Wouldn't bother me.
It's the finney g*ng
That started all the trouble.
- How many g*ns
Have they got?
- Too many.
Well, I'm gonna take
A ride back to garden city.
See if I can work
On johnson.
Now there's an army patrol
Riding north from camp supply.
Haven't we better
Send for them?
Yes, sir, but meanwhile
I wish you'd trail me
Back to the city.
I'll tell you
What I had in mind.
I don't like
The looks of it, judge.
I think we should wipe out
The grangers.
Well, can't earp
Be handled?
Well, how?
That's your job.
Now we need a clean record
Before the showdown--
Whatever the cost.
We can't have a deputy
Unites states marshal
Reporting against us.
Well, earp said
He'd be back, judge.
Well, then he'll be back.
And you try to buy
A good report from him.
All right, mr. Christy.
You send just one man in
To wire to santa fe.
If I get the evidence,
I'll expect you near
The train.
I wouldn't want to
Pull out on you, wyatt.
You won't be, sir.
Now the grangers
And the finneys are
Gonna have a showdown.
Now you wouldn't want
A santa fe special agent
On the firing line,
Would you?
No, I guess not.
The company wouldn't
Stand for that.
All right, sir,
Then you just get the goods
And sheriff johnson.
Let's hope the army
Gets here in time.
I'm gonna head
For garden city.
Now play it smooth, ben.
Offer him a section
On the river.
( Horse approaching )
Get a smile
On your face, sheriff.
Here he comes.
Those stupid grangers!
Letting him get away.
Hiya, marshal.
Come on inside.
I wouldn't try to stop
What's gonna happen.
I'd be practical.
Practical?
I'd grab me
A nice tract of land
And tell those folks
At topeka that the santa fe
Sold farms it didn't own.
Hmm.
Well, uh,
How much land?
Well...
Half a section?
Mm.
All right, a full section.
Bottom land.
Well, who's gonna
Give that to me?
Your friends.
Well, it sounds good.
I'd like to see
A layout of it.
You just take a look
At the plot.
And when you've
Written your report,
You can just
Pocket the deed.
- Mm.
- Page ...
Section .
- ( Cocks g*n )
- Lie down.
What?
Lie down on the floor.
See you later,
Mr. Johnson.
Ben's talking too much,
Though he didn't
Put it over.
You go in there
And cover earp.
We'll do the rest
Out of town.
That book! Take him!
Here's the phony
Land titles!
Get on that train
And head for dodge!
I'm gonna warn
Deacon burns.
- Wyatt!
- I'll see you in dodge.
The truce is over
And no wyatt earp.
This means
A showdown fight.
Go collect the men.
You women got
Your orders.
Head south.
All right,
Get going.
All right, boys!
Time to fight!
We hit deacon burns'
Place first.
What about the soldiers,
Judge?
Don't worry about them.
All you have to whip
Is a passel of hicks.
All right, boys,
Let's go on out.
Well, howdy, mr. Burns.
No evidence,
I reckon, huh?
Oh yeah, plenty.
Plenty.
Sent it all over
To mr. Christy
To santa fe.
You got any word
From that man
That headed for
The army camp?
Not yet.
Load the rest of that
Dynamite on the wagon
And cover it with hay.
All right.
It's gonna be
A mean fight, wyatt.
You better head for dodge.
Well, i, uh--
I think you oughta
Wait for the soldiers.
They won't give us
That much time.
I can pick 'em off
Or snipe them for you.
I got plenty of men.
There's a plan
We voted on.
We voted to wipe out
The finneys.
You fighting or leaving?
Well, I can't do
Either one.
It's my job to see
What happens and make
A full report.
We could use your help.
If you really need it,
I'll join in.
You, uh--
You voted to m*ssacre
The finneys, huh?
The idea was suggested,
Wyatt.
Why--
Everybody up the hill!
It's our turn to do
A little bushwhacking!
All right, boys!
Deacon burns:
Come on, let's go!
Men...
We're out here to settle
With these grangers
Before the army
Can interfere.
They'll all be gathered
At the deacon's ranch.
We hit them fast.
I think we should
Take care of wyatt earp.
He's trouble, judge.
Our men are all duly sworn
Officers of the law.
It's our word
Against earp's.
Now get
Them moving, ben.
We hit deacon burns!
Turn the horses around
And take off the tongue.
Yeah.
Let 'em get
Off their horses and
Move into the yard.
Then sh**t slow
And careful.
Right.
This meet with
Your approval, son?
Well, sir, they can
Sure do a lot of damage
To your property.
But not to the land.
It's the land
That matters.
A farmer can make it
From good land
If he has to live
In a tent.
May I make
A little suggestion?
Why don't you send
Some of your men
Down the hill--
Both sides, both flanks.
They can get a crossfire
That way.
I'll attend to it.
You, uh--
You sure you wouldn't
Like to take charge
Of this fight, wyatt?
( Chuckles )
No, sir.
I'm just
An official observer.
But I will get my r*fle
Just in case.
Amen.
Looks like the deacon
Has cleared out, judge.
That's all right.
We'll burn up his
House and fire.
They're lugging cans
Of coal oil, deacon.
Trying to burn a man's house
Is a felony, ain't it?
It sure is.
Remember that.
( Cocks g*n )
Fire back!
Keep him down.
Get in there
And burn it!
Deacon, you better have
Your men on the flanks
Move in.
We'll make them
Take cover in that
Bunkhouse over there.
You men on the right,
Move in!
And on the left,
Move in!
I'll go down there.
You take over now.
Come on, boys.
Wait a minute, deacon.
You men on the left there,
Move in to the right
And cover that bunkhouse!
( g*nf*re continues )
It's too hot
Over here, judge.
Let's get out of here!
There's no place to go.
Look!
Scatter them horses.
Over there!
Get 'em!
They're trying
To stampede our horses!
Cut 'em down!
Get 'em, boys.
We'll drag 'em into
The old bunkhouse.
sh**t your way
Into the house.
Put out that fire.
Put out them fellas
Still in it!
Hold your fire!
We're gonna make a rush
For that bunkhouse.
All right now,
Pour it on!
Go to the bunkhouse.
I'm gonna talk to
The deacon.
We got the bunkhouse
Surrounded.
Good.
Maybe they'll submit
To arrest.
That ain't what we want.
We want them k*lled.
It's my job
To arrest them.
He's right,
Deacon.
For a fighting man,
You're the chickenest-hearted
About k*lling I ever did see.
Well, go ahead.
It's worth a try, I guess.
All right,
Sheriff johnson,
I want you and your men
To come out of there
With your hands up!
What do you say, judge?
No, we can hold out here
For a week.
Without water?
Well, that deacon
Would hang us.
Not with earp
In charge, judge.
Yeah. Well,
Earp ain't in charge.
Nobody can boss
Those grangers but deacon.
Make them answer
Yes or no!
Time's up!
You coming out?
No!
Tell deacon to come in
And get us!
They about got you, huh?
Now we'll do it
My way.
Everybody,
Back up the hill.
Take her
Down the hill, boys.
All right.
Point her
At the bunkhouse.
We'll light her up
And then let her roll.
Hold it.
Deacon, blowing up
That bunkhouse
Is stupid.
A man shouldn't point a g*n
At his friends, wyatt.
Look, you've got
The finneys bagged.
The army patrol
Will be here pretty soon.
Now blowing up that bunkhouse
Is just plain m*rder.
They shot at you
When your back was turned.
That'll be in my report.
But I don't
Wanna have to report
That the grangers
k*lled a bunch of men
- Who were cornered.
- Grab him!
I'm sorry, son.
But you ain't had relatives
And neighbors k*lled
From ambush.
( g*nf*re continues )
All right,
Light her up
And we'll let her roll.
( Men shouting )
Sheriff, look!
They're trying
To burn us out.
They got
A flaming wagon.
Let's get out of here!
- Come on!
- ( Men shouting )
Deacon, I bet you
Got them all.
Let's go find out.
Dag blast it,
Only six hired g*ns left.
Johnson and them others
Died too quick.
Rustle me six ropes, boys.
We'll finish this
Right now.
Right.
Hold it.
Deacon, these men
Are my prisoners.
I don't wanna hurt you, son.
Why do you keep crowding
Us folks into a gunfight?
There's been enough
Hanging without trial.
Now you men think
About it for a minute.
And deacon...
You'd be first.
Captain,
I'm a united states
Deputy marshal.
I have six very badly
Wounded prisoners here.
Ten dead over yonder.
Mr. Burns here
And his people
Wanna hang 'em
By lynch law.
Nonsense.
Sergeant,
Round up
The prisoners.
Now we'll try to get them
Into town as soon as possible.
- Yeah.
- ( Captain shouting )
Marshal wyatt?
Yes, sir?
Us grangers wanna say
A prayer for you
At meeting tonight.
You got any objection?
Well, thank you,
Deacon. I, uh--
I can always use a prayer.
♪ 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.