( 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:
There was a saying
In the west.
It varied from place
To place, but it always
Went something like this--
"There's no sunday past
Junction city
And no god past abilene."
And at times it seemed
There was some truth to that,
But there were men who
Carried god in their hearts.
( Hammering )
Man: what do you think
You're doing?
"Sinners repent.
The sin of gambling."
Great evangelist, huh?
Is that you?
Get out, reverend.
You better watch out
Who you're throwing down
On the ground, sir.
And you oughta look out
Where you're putting your
Posters without permission.
My permission comes
From above.
Yeah, well, I own this
Saloon, and I don't want
Handbills on it,
- Especially yours.
- You'll rue this day.
Vengeance is mine,
Sayeth the lord.
And the hour's
Not far off
When this man will feel
The wrath of the almighty.
I said get out!
Though you purge me
With hot irons,
Yet I shall preach.
- Why, you--
- Hold it.
You leave him alone.
Do your duty, earp.
There's an ordinance
Against putting handbills
On private property.
It's a small fine,
Mr. Ganly.
Doesn't call
For a p*stol whipping.
I've had all from you
I'm gonna take!
Break it up,
The rest of you.
( Murmuring )
"Reverend oliver tittle,"
Is that you?
Dodge city is just like
I've always heard.
Full of vice
And corruption.
Even your ordinances
Are against men trying
To preach the word.
No, sir, just against
Defacing people's property.
All you gotta do
Is ask permission.
Do you think
They'd give it?
Yes, sir, for a church.
By the way, what's yours?
Well, I'm not ordained.
But that doesn't mean
I can't be a sincere
Servant of the lord.
Now am I under arrest?
No, sir,
But you do look like you
Could use a little food.
Come on.
You haven't even gotten
All the trail dust
Off of you
And already you pick
A fight with the meanest
Man in town.
I'm not afraid, sir.
The lord will protect me.
He's my shepherd
And my staff.
He comforteth me.
Yes, sir, I know.
I also believe that.
But does it promise you help
Against g*ns and b*ll*ts?
Against all evil, sir.
What are you selling,
Mr. Tittle?
What?
I asked you what
You were selling.
I'm selling
Redemption, sir.
And how much do your
Customers have to
Pay for it?
Oh.
You think I'm one of those
That use the good words
Of the lord
For commercial purposes,
Is that it?
Well,
How do you live?
By the grace of the lord
And the contributions
Of my congregations.
Is there any law
Against that?
No, sir, but I'm afraid
You won't find much help here.
See, all the good people
Already go to church,
And the others,
Well, they don't want to.
These frontier towns
Are all alike. I manage.
But not very well.
Would you like some more?
No, thank you, sir.
And so, brothers,
Sisters, sinners,
Repent.
Yes, you, my brothers.
For all men,
Big and small, are sinners,
Even as I was,
But hear me.
Hear my story.
For I say to you,
You can be forgiven,
Even as I was.
If you truly repent
And promise
To go and sin no more,
You can be forgiven--
If you put behind you
The wickedness
Of this world.
But if you continue
To indulge
In the sins and vice
Of this vile city,
Then I say to you,
You shall not escape
The wrath that is to come.
- But look at the fun
You're having.
- ( Laughing )
Think not that you
Can escape his scrutiny.
For his eyes
Are upon all of us,
Each and every one of us.
Yea, even upon
The little sparrow.
- Like you, sparrow?
- ( Laughing )
The lord smiteth his enemies
And guardeth his own.
How, with hired
Hands like you?
Beware of the words of evil.
For the devil
Walketh among you
And make a sin
Appear attractive.
But the wages of sin,
O my friends,
Is death!
If he had his way,
Dodge would be
A cemetery.
All churches
And no saloons.
Nowhere to whet a dry throat
Or see a pretty face.
I'd ride him out
Of here on a rail.
Man:
Let's ride him out of town.
Mr. Ganly,
You go on back to your place.
Look, earp, I've got
As much right here as he has.
If he can say his
Peace, so can i.
All right, you've said it.
Now get out of here.
There's not gonna be
Any tar and feather party.
You're getting
Mighty righteous, earp.
All right, boys,
Come on.
- Free round for everyone.
- Hurray!
Wait a minute, my friends.
There can be redemption
For all.
All will be forgiven
If you just listen
To the word--
Looks like you lost
Your congregation,
Mr. Tittle.
I'm not beaten
Easily, sir.
Well,
Neither is mr. Ganly.
Now if I were you,
I'd find someplace
Else to preach.
Are you running me
Off the street?
No, mr. Tittle,
I'm just asking you
To be careful.
Tar and feathers
Aren't pleasant.
- ( Chattering )
- ( Laughing )
Out,
Generation of vipers!
Let me warn you
Of the wrath that is to come.
Woe unto you,
For you're all spoiled.
Get out of here.
Thou hast heard,
O my soul,
The sound of the trumpet,
The alarm of w*r,
Destruction
Upon destruction is cried,
And the whole land
Is spoiled!
Listen, you--
I shall make the whole
World desolate,
And yet,
I shall not make an end.
For this,
The whole earth shall mourn
And the heavens
Above be black!
I said get out!
Now wait a minute, ganly.
He talks scripture
Pretty good. Let him talk.
No, this is my place
And I don't want him
In here.
Come on, ganly,
Let him talk.
What about it, men?
Sure, let him talk.
He's pretty good.
Go ahead, mister,
Let us have it.
Bless you.
Behold,
I say unto you,
I shall bring evil
Upon these people,
For they are all
Grievous revolters.
And they walk
With slanders.
They're all brass
And iron
And corrupters.
And thou, daughters,
Gird thee in sack cloth.
Wallow thyself in ashes
And make thee mourning.
For suddenly,
The spoiler shall
Come up upon you.
And how long shall
The earth mourn?
As long I tell thee
As you allow satan
To dwell among thee.
I say to you,
Drive out the devil!
Who are you
Calling the devil?
He that wears that name
Shall know himself.
But redemption is near.
All can be forgiven.
Even those worse sinners
Of all,
Those soiled sisters
Of jezebel--
Even they
Shall be forgiven,
If they truly repent.
All will be forgiven
If you only repent
And go
And sin no more.
And sin no more.
Amen.
- ( Cheering )
- Well, that is
A real fine sermon.
That was a real fine
Sermon, reverend.
I ain't heared preaching
Like that in years.
- How about a collection
For that sermon, huh?
- Sure.
( All murmur and chatter )
Go ahead, ganly, here.
- How about a collection
Over here, boys?
- Sure.
Sure. Pay him
For his performance.
That's what it was for.
Go ahead.
- Throw away good money.
- Now, ganly.
If he's so righteous,
What's he need with money?
Let him refuse it.
Let the marshal hold it.
And see that it's used
Only as you want it
To be used.
If that's the way
You want it.
That's the way I want it.
Now get out.
You got what you came for.
- Not everything.
- What do you mean?
I am going to
Vanquish the devil.
Come on, mr. Tittle.
- That was a good sermon.
- ( Murmuring )
You're brave, but I hope
You're not too brave.
There.
You need to eat.
Otherwise, you won't
Be good for your work.
- ( Chattering )
- ( Laughing )
Well, howdy, reverend.
You come to preach
Another sermon?
Or maybe you was figuring
To sit in on this little game?
Is that money burning
A hole in your pocket?
Go on, sit down.
Go on, nothing ventured,
Nothing gained.
You might multiply the little
Stake and make more money
For the church.
Go on.
Go ahead.
It's a friendly game.
( Shouts )
Father,
I thought the gambling
Fever had gone,
But it hasn't.
It's still there
Tearing away at me.
Always.
Everywhere I go,
He's there before me.
The tempter, the devil.
I've tried
To fight him, lord.
I've tried to do battle
For you.
But I'm weak.
Tell me what I'm to do.
Give me a sign.
A sign.
A sign.
Marshal, that money is
Going to build another
Fine church for the lord
Right here in dodge.
Well, we can certainly
Use a new church.
But there's gonna have
To be quite a return
On your investment,
And I don't know
Any investments
That are that good.
Legal ones anyway.
It's legal.
Maybe it's sort of
A miracle,
Like the loaves
And the fishes.
You might say
Something like that.
Mr. Tittle.
Marshal, I was told
To do this.
How do you know?
I received a sign.
This is for the lord's use.
Well, I guess I'll have to
Take your word for it.
Sir,
You might not think
That a church should
Be built this way.
But I know
My sign is right.
It ain't no fun
Drinking alone.
Come on over here.
You, get out.
No more of your sermons.
I'm not here to preach.
Then what?
To play.
Well, sir, you was right
About that preacher.
He's sure a-heading
For trouble now
And with half the town
A-watching him.
What's he doing?
He's a-playing draw poker
With ganly.
Tittle: call.
Three ladies.
Aces and tens full.
Hello, marshal.
Why'd you give him the money?
He said he had
A use for it.
He sure does.
I've never seen such luck.
It isn't luck, mister.
It's the lord's money
Against the devil's.
Earp:
Wait a minute.
You have enough there,
Mr. Tittle.
You've performed your miracle.
Now why don't you quit?
Oh, no. He's got
Too much of my money.
- Deal 'em.
- He can quit
If he wants to.
Is that your scheme,
Earp, to wipe me out?
I'm in this by myself.
I'll be told when to quit.
No doubt.
- Now I'm gonna run you
Out of town.
- Why?
Because I don't want
A phony preacher here.
Well, marshal,
His preaching ain't phony.
It's real good.
That's your money
He's using to gamble.
We got our worth of it.
Didn't we, men?
- Yeah.
- Sure.
Don't you trust me,
Marshal?
I don't think you're a real
Preacher, mr. Tittle.
I think that's just a front.
That you're really a gambler.
- You're right.
- ( Murmuring )
Your marshal is right,
Friends.
I'm a gambler.
Been one all my life
Up until a year ago.
And that's true,
But I'm a preacher, too,
And that's true.
I tried for a long time
To get rid of the bad,
Marshal,
But it kept coming back
Time after time after time
Until I lost my home,
My family,
My wife, my self-respect.
And then a year ago,
I turned to heaven for help.
And I was cleansed.
And ever since then,
I've been wandering
And preaching.
Running away, hmm?
Maybe,
But I haven't gambled since.
Until today?
I was told to do this,
Marshal.
It's for his
Inscrutable purpose.
This time it isn't sin.
I won't lose.
I can't lose.
Mr. Ganly,
You can't beat that.
Deal 'em.
I'll open for $ .
And $ more.
And another $ .
And $ more.
Deal 'em.
Three.
I'll bet $ .
( Crowd murmurs )
And $ more.
( Crowd murmurs )
And another $ , .
Your $ ,
And $ , more.
I haven't got that much.
You can put in your i.o.u.
For the saloon.
No.
Wow. Reverend,
What did you have?
I'll bet he bluffed
You out, ganly.
Deal me out.
I've had enough.
- You can't play against
A man like him.
- Aww!
Come on, mr. Tittle,
Game's over.
You take charge
Of this for me, marshal.
Yeah, I guess I better.
Somebody's liable to hit
You over the head.
Where you staying?
Rooming house
Down on bridge street.
You better head
Straight there.
I'll take this
Over to the office.
It's too bad.
Another couple of hands
And I'd have run
Him out of town
For you, marshal.
Maybe.
I don't think mr. Ganly's
Gonna take this lying down.
I'm not afraid.
Maybe you should be.
Ganly, drop that g*n!
- Look out, marshal!
- ( g*nsh*t )
- Get a doc.
- Is he hurt bad, marshal?
You all right, wyatt?
Yeah, go take care
Of ganly and then
Throw him in jail.
Why, it's the preacher.
The money.
Give it to the churches.
They do the lord's work.
Marshal.
Thank you.
You fed me
When I was hungry.
He was a strange man,
Marshal,
Like the indians call holy.
He did what
He set out to do.
He rid dodge city
Of one of its devils.
Mr. Ganly will hang
For m*rder now.
♪ 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. ♪
( Men vocalizing )