Those four Clanton cowboys have
k*lled the Wells Fargo guy.
You turn 'em lose.
Had no other choice.
Ran into a Clanton ambush.
Shotgun was hurt. You yourself
said he might have d*ed.
Yeah.
Well, get a posse together. As
many as you need to catch 'em.
Doctor, those men are guarded
by a top g*ns.
I'll not have amateurs k*lled
and there would be fighting
the Clantons.
- Hello, Wyatt.
- Doctor..
John, Wyatt doesn't want
to use a posse.
- Is there any other way, Wyatt?
- Yes, sir.
- Go after 'em one at a time.
- You'll never make it alone..
Doc, I don't want men
to die backing me up.
Well, that's very
commendable, Wyatt.
But as you credit that
it's quite unrealistic
I'm gonna run an editorial
for volunteers for a posse.
Well, I can't stop you, but I'm
gonna get those K*llers my way.
Wyatt, you're a fool.
Now, you listen to me.
You take posse out there
You're gonna have
a running gunfight for miles.
You can count at least a dozen
men getting k*lled or wounded.
[dramatic music]
[Ken Darby singing
"The Legend Of Wyatt Earp"]
♪ Wyatt Earp
♪ Wyatt Earp
♪ Brave, courageous and bold
♪ Long live his fame
and long live his glory ♪
♪ And long may his story
be told ♪
(male narrator)
'The life and legend of Wyatt
Earp, starring Hugh O'Brian.'
(male narrator)
'Wyatt's refusal
of the citizens' posse'
'threatened to get him
into serious trouble.'
'No peace officer
on the frontier'
'could afford
to let prisoners escape'
'and Marshal Earp had
to recapture four men
'guarded by a g*ns.'
'Wyatt must do it alone or lead
a big posse into battle'
'with the Clanton g*ng'.
'And he couldn't know
the Ten Percent ring at Tucson
'had ideas of their own.'
Whoa!
You haven't sold me
the idea yet, Behan?
Drag a man all the way
to Tucson.
You'll be told, Mr. Clanton. Dan
Pretty and the boys are waiting.
They wanna talk to you first.
Hmm.
Well, I ain't surrendering
my boys
for no neck-tie party
in Tombstone.
Worst idea you fellows come up
with yet and let me tell you--
Hold on, Clanton,
keep your temper.
Temper! I'm as mad
as a Gila lizard
with a b*llet in his tail.
Alright, Clanton, that'll do.
Sit down and listen.
[indistinct mumbling]
Washington and Governor Fremont
have signed the order
creating Cochise county.
Let me see them papers.
You'll have to surrender
your boys.
After all, we can't have scandal
in our new county
'the first week.'
I told you I wouldn't let
my men hang.
They won't hang. They won't
even get a jail sentence.
Well...why didn't you say so.
What we are trying to tell you
is they're gonna be fine.
You have our word for it.
You wouldn't doubt our word,
would you?
Well...you never lied
to me yet, Daniel.
I'll tell the boys
to turn themselves in.
Fine.
Oh, ask Johnny Behan
to step in, will you?
'Johnny'.
Good morning, gentlemen.
You've been made sheriff
of Cochise county.
It went through.
Oh, I told you it would.
How many witnesses has Wyatt
Earp against Clanton cowboys?
Just one. Jake Devers,
the stage driver.
Where is he?
Under guard in a hotel.
You see to it
that he doesn't testify.
But, gentlemen,
are you asking me to--
Oh, shut up, Behan. You don't
have to the job yourself.
Hire the job done.
Well...yes, sir.
Gentlemen.
[dramatic music]
"Men wanted. Four Clanton
cowboys m*rder*d the guard
of a Wells Fargo stage
last week.
"Marshall Wyatt Earp will lead
a posse to arrest these men.
"The editor of the Epitaph
has signed his name
"as first volunteer.
All able-bodied men for law and
order will sign their names".
- I'll sign mine.
- I'll sign too.
[indistinct chatter]
Howdy, Wyatt.
Well, hi, Johnny.
- Where you been?
- Tucson.
Meet the new Sheriff
of Cochise county.
Congratulations.
- You can hang on to this.
- You could have had the job.
Oh, I doubt it.
Ten Percent Ring, they wouldn't
stand for it.
You can still be
my chief deputy.
Well...I've to kinda think
about that for a while.
By the way,
there's your first job.
Job?
Yeah, Mr. Clum is organizing
a posse
to go after the Clanton gunmen.
Since Marshall Wyatt has no
jurisdiction in the county
it'll be your duty as the new
sheriff to lead 'em in.
Oh, that won't be necessary.
I've already sent word
for Clanton's boys
to give themselves up.
You mean, Pony Deal
and the others
are just gonna ride in here
and surrender?
It's all arranged.
Let me buy you some coffee
while we talk
about the chief deputy job.
I'll be glad to have one
with you later but..
...right now, I better tell
Mr. Clum.
No use in having a posse now.
A new county?
Yup.
And you say John Behan's gonna
be sheriff for this new county?
That's right.
He's gonna have the Clanton men
surrender themselves?
That's what he said.
Well, it sounds rotten
to me, Wyatt.
I wonder where the fix is.
Well, he couldn't have fixed
Judge Spicer.
No, that's true enough.
He...talked to you
about your legal status?
Well, I turned down the job
as sheriff.
He offered me job
of his chief deputy.
Now that settles it.
I'm gonna call a meeting in the
Citizens' Protective Community.
I've known Johnny Behan
in Tucson.
I know him again
in Prescott.
Of course, he's grey-shaded
himself here
by helping to raise
the hospital fund.
But I think he's a member
of the Ten Percent Ring.
So do I.
You, Wyatt?
Well, I don't know Ms. Nellie.
I think we oughta wait and see.
Wyatt, you're gonna be
his chief deputy?
No....I'm not
a deputy sheriff anymore.
The only jurisdiction I have
is in federal cases.
Make us right, doesn't it?
Then, what can we do?
I'd say we get Mr. Clum
appointed acting Mayor.
Oh, no.
Now, Wren is under charges
of malfeasance.
He left town yesterday.
Then the other members
of the city counsel
can't object much if you,
Doctor, and Ms. Nellie insist.
I don't think they want
to expose themselves.
Well, now wait a minute,
Ms. Nellie. That's, uh..
That's nice of you to say..
Well, I'm a newspaperman,
not a politician.
I can't be mayor.
John, this is an emergency.
You'll only have to serve
until we can hold an election.
The idea is for you to appoint
Wyatt Deputy City marshal
under Marshal White.
Well, that's a good idea.
It's more than just a good idea.
It's our only defense
against Behan.
Well I've got to get back
to the office.
I move the meeting adjourned.
(Wyatt)
Just a minute, doc.
I think my appointment ought to
be kept secret for a day or so
and if Behan is a member
of the Ten Percent Ring..
...he may show his hand.
- I'm for that.
- I agree.
[indistinct chatter]
Goodnight, Ms. Nellie.
- Goodnight, doc.
- Goodnight.
- Goodnight.
- Goodnight, Wyatt.
Goodnight.
Wyatt?
Hello, John.
What was that all about?
You know, if your going to be
my chief deputy
we shouldn't have any secrets.
Well, I've decided
against that, Johnny.
Why?
Well, you're a politician,
and I'm not.
We, uh.. Well I don't think
we get along.
How do you figure?
There's one thing
you haven't told me.
How come old man Clanton
would surrender his boys to you?
A lawyer advised him.
They don't think
you have a case.
You agree with 'em.
Well...it's your case.
I wasn't sherriff
when the k*lling happened.
I'm just helping out.
If you throw in with me, we
could split , $ a year.
Fees and bounties.
That's a lot of money.
I better check on doc.
He's been in poker game
most of the night.
See you later.
Hurry up, Gibbs.
Where's your money?
Most of it's laying right
there in front of you fellers.
Let's let him
off the hook, doc.
Well..
Doc and I has been
whip-sawing you.
Three-handed poker always leads
into temptation.
Well, you wouldn't cheat me.
Would you, doc?
You bet your life I would.
What a fat ???.
I'd cheat Wyatt too if he didn't
know so much about poker.
[knocking on door]
Speakin' of the deacon.
Lock it again.
Well, gentlemen..
Mr. Johnny Behan is
new sherriff of our new county.
You're joshin'.
No, official.
Is he wearing a g*n?
He said old man Clanton is
sending Pony Deal and others
in to surrender.
- What's the fix?
- I don't know.
We better get Mr. Devers
over to another hotel.
You're our only witness
to the m*rder.
Put him over
at Ms. Cashman's.
That would be a waste
of energy.
I'll go sh**t
Johnny Behan myself.
That isn't gonna help.
I never did like Behan.
This is the time we gotta go
start sh**ting, Wyatt.
I've told that,
and Shotgun's told you.
We should have k*lled Pony
and his boys without trying
to bring them here
for a trail they don't deserve.
Now, wait a minute,
no fool's play, doc!
Behan's wearing a star
this time.
That's right, doc.
They'd hang you for sure.
Maybe, I can insult Johnny
into drawing first.
No, they'd still hang you.
Maybe I was wrong
about Behan.
We couldn't have
misjudged him.
It's ain't likely,
here comes Pony and his boys.
[horses galloping]
[insects chirping]
There's only one reason
they'd surrender to Behan.
Are you satisfied now
he oughta be k*lled?
He isn't worth hanging for.
Mr. Gibbs, we're gonna move
Mr. Devers.
I ain't scared, Wyatt.
Well, I am.
Doc, you give him a hand.
I wanna talk
to those Clantons.
[dramatic music]
- Well, Behan.
- Don't say anything out here.
Inside, quick.
In here.
I wanna know,
is Devers been k*lled yet?
Not so loud.
Old Man Clanton told us
he'd have him k*lled by now.
I know, Pony.
You wait in here.
You got nothing
to worry about.
You'll be told
the whole thing...later.
Alright, but it better be good.
[door opens]
Oh, Wyatt!
I just locked up the men
you were after.
Well, thank you, kindly.
Any objections if I talk to 'em?
Not at all.
Help yourself.
You must have known
you'd hang.
Somebody promised you an
easy sentence or an acquittal?
We don't tell you what our
lawyers are gonna prove.
Oh, I see, an alibi.
Well, I guess
that could be rigged.
I wish you luck.
Well.
They've rigged an alibi.
Would you know anything
about that?
Great Scott! Why would I?
I'm trying to believe
in you, Johnny
but you got those boys
in here too easy.
Maybe they do have
an alibi.
Their stage driver
could have been mistaken.
No, he couldn't.
They didn't even bother
to keep on their masks.
You trying to get me
mixed up in this?
I did you a favor
when I persuaded old man Clanton
to send those fellows in.
Why would Clanton
do you a favor?
Lots of reasons.
I'm the sheriff now.
I collect taxes.
This is a new county.
The Old Man doesn't know
how he stands
and I won't take an insult
from you or anyone else.
Well, I hope the shoe fits,
Johnny. You called me out.
What good would that do?
You're faster with a g*n
but if you k*ll me,
they'll hang you.
Look, I tried to make you
my chief deputy
and I tried
to be friends, Wyatt.
I tried too..
...when I needed friends
in this town.
[indistinct chattering]
Everybody rise.
Circuit court of Cochise county
now in session.
Judge Spicer presiding.
(Spicer)
Order in the court.
Mr. Behan, bring in
the prisoners.
You men are charged
with the m*rder of Tony Briscoe
a Wells Fargo guard.
How do you plead?
Not guilty, your honor.
Mr. Earp, I believe
you have an eyewitness.
Yes, sir. They're bringing him
over from the hotel.
[g*nshots]
Halt!
Halt or I'll sh**t.
Don't try.
This here polecat
sh*t our only witness.
Uh, you could have just
winged him.
He might've been able to tell us
who hired him to have it done.
Would it cost him his life to do
it like it cost Jake Devers?
- Now, we haven't got a case.
- You better toughen up, Wyatt.
This is a sh**t' town.
I done the best I could, Wyatt.
I called to him to halt.
Wyatt, it ain't easy to wing
a man with a ten gauge slug.
Well, what's done is done.
I'll have to go tell
Judge Spicer.
Take care of him.
Eyewitness, Mr. Devers
has just been m*rder*d
and his guards k*lled the
m*rder*r, but if the court
will grant a continuance,
I'm sure I can find the man..
...or the men
who had this done.
He never had no case against us,
and now he admits it.
Sit down.
Do you have any information
which might lead to the men
'who hired the m*rder*r?'
- Not right now, your honor.
- I'm sorry, Mr. Earp.
The court cannot hold anyone
without reasonable evidence.
It is this court's unpleasant
duty to dismiss the case.
[indistinct chattering]
Well, doc, judge turned them
fellers loose.
Where's Johnny Behan?
Oh, that fancy new officer, he's
in the courthouse, I reckon.
Mr. Gibbs, it is
my conceited judgment
that Johnny Behan
hired that k*ller.
Yeah, mine too,
but we can hardly prove that.
This is my judge and jury.
You go tell Johnny Behan that
I'm gonna sh**t him on sight.
Eh, you just try that,
and they're gonna hang you.
Yeah, I know, I know,
they'll hang me.
But I haven't got
much time left anyway.
I don't know a better way
for a man to die.
Doc, you're a might sad.
Yeah, I'll clear that up
right now.
Oh.
It's just like
clear cool water
running through
a slightly fevered brain.
Mr. Gibbs, you're a man
of the frontier.
How long do you think
it'll be before Behan hires
another g*n to bushwhack Wyatt.
Yeah, it's got me worried, doc.
That fellow that day
had one of them
magnifying sights
on his r*fle.
Picked off poor ol' Jake
right betwixt his.
Mr. Gibbs, we're wasting
precious time.
Better get Johnny Behan
out of this world right now
before I have
another coffin spell.
You know, Wyatt ain't gonna
favor you k*lling him.
We'll present Deacon Earp
with a fait accompli.
- A fait of what?
- Fait accompli.
That's French for k*lling first
and telling Wyatt later.
Well, are you going
to present the challenge
or do I've to expel
precious--
No, no, you just keep your seat.
I'll go tell him.
Mr. Gibbs, you're a prince.
A prince of royal blood, sir.
- Hello, Wyatt.
- Hi.
Wyatt, it's too bad.
No, it's worse
than too bad.
Well, all I can do now is
try to link John Behan
with the Ten Percent Ring.
These are deputy marshal's
badge, pin it on.
There's no point in mourning
Johnny what we suspect.
We'll just let him
get overconfident.
I'll keep this hidden
for a while.
Yeah, why try it?
- Wyatt, you better come quick.
- What's wrong now?
Doc and Johnny Behan
are gonna have a sh**t
over in front
of the courthouse.
Now, I favor he did it first,
but the more I got--
That feller sure can move,
can't he?
Come on out, sheriff.
I wanna see the peace officer
the Ring sent to Tombstone.
Behan, I said come out
and come heel.
Now, just a moment,
Doctor Holiday.
I want to witnesses to observe
that you're drunk.
'And you challenged me
to a gunfight.'
I'll give you
the first sh*t.
You draw first.
No, Doc.
Go on inside,
I'll cool him off.
You'd better. If he sh**t
at me, he'll hang.
And you'll be dead,
that's a fair exchange.
He means it.
Go on inside.
I want him arrested
for threatening me.
- I'm an officer of the law.
- Get inside like I told you.
- Stay there and shut up.
- Alright
but I want the records to show
that I didn't fear him.
[door closes]
Doc, you need some sleep.
You'll regret this
to your dying day.
Alright, alright.
He's thrown in
with the Clantons.
(Wyatt)
We can't prove that.
Deacon and Tombstone,
you can't prove anything
you just sh**t
on a reasonable suspicion.
[horses galloping]
[g*nshots]
Clear the tracks!
This is still my town.
[screaming]
[g*nshots]
(Shotgun)
Halt, or I'll fire.
[g*nshots]
Halt!
[grunting]
You can't arrest me, Earp.
Deputy town marshal,
Mr. Clanton.
Now, you and your son
are going to jail.
'On what charge?'
sh**ting at a peace officer and
riding horses down Allen street.
Well, I ain't going.
- No?
- No.
Let's go.
Alright, then
what happened, Wyatt?
Well, then Judge Spicer
fined 'em $ apiece
sentenced 'em
to a night in jail.
[chuckles]
Well, a $ fine
certainly isn't important
but that night in jail...that's
wonderful.
Just wonderful.
[men screaming]
- You turned the Clantons loose?
- I had no choice.
Their lawyer came in
with writ of habeascorpus--
What do you mean
you had no choice?
You could have kept them
for hours.
Alright, I know that.
And I know
something else finally.
You belong to the Clantons
and the Ten Percent Ring.
Among other things, you're
pipsqueak and a weakling.
- You can't talk to me--
- Why not?
I'm the sheriff,
you'd better be careful.
No, you be careful
and you've gone too far today.
You had my witness k*lled,
got Pony Deal released
and now you let
my prisoners go.
Three victories
in one day
that's too many
for a new sheriff.
Now, don't you ever
give me proof
or I'm gonna toss you in jail
and don't go for that g*n.
In your honor, my trigger finger
just might slip.
[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 ♪
♪ Long may his story
♪ Be told ♪