Good luck, my brother.
- That is the trail.
- Adios.
You're under arrest,
Manuel Vasquez.
You cannot arrest me here,
I have crossed the border.
- I am now in Mexico.
- I'm sorry.
The line is over the next hill.
[horse neighing]
You think my family will let
you take me back to Tombstone?
I think they're too smart
to try anything.
We shall see, Señor Earp.
Move.
♪ 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.
Tombstone, lay in a country
that had long been Mexican
before it was American.
Many an old family Ranch
nestled near the best water
of the surrounding valley.
But changes of allegiance
are not made easily
and sometimes there's friction
and the kind of trouble
that involved Wyatt Earp.
(Wyatt)
Hold it.
Still got quite a ways
before Tombstone.
You didn't bring any
food or water, did you?
It was not a picnic
I was going on.
Why did you run, Manuel?
That's a foolish
question, Señor.
I k*lled a man, many saw it.
Maybe if you had stayed
to explain--
You would not have arrested me?
You're gonna have to stand
trial. There's no reason why--
You think I'll get a fair trial
in the courts of Americanos?
I guarantee it.
You, Senor,
you're Americano also.
One way or another,
I will not go back to Tombstone.
We'll see.
Hold out your hands.
We're gonna have to stop by
the Bisbee station.
Pick up some water and food.
A posse. Newly made
Deputys of Sherriff Behan's.
Most of them are friends
of Valdez, I guess.
You see, I was not wrong.
You are not going down there.
They've left. They're headed
South, looking for you.
We need food and water.
Now, if you wanna take off,
go wandering around this country
without food and water,
with those cuffs on
you're welcome.
Hi, what can I do for you?
Say, you must be
Marshal Earp.
That's right.
I'd like another canteen full of
water. Have this one filled too.
Sure.
Kid..
About a half a loaf
of bread, please.
Sure.
You get left by the posse?
Not exactly.
Say, ain't that Vasquez?
The one they're looking for?
- Just fill the canteens please.
- Sure.
You stay right
where I can see you.
Thank you.
Expect we'll be seeing
you again, Marshal.
I'm warning you,
don't go after the posse.
- They're law men too.
- Just don't go after.
You trying to protect
a k*ller, Marshal?
[door shuts]
Get going.
Here...put your hands down.
Why are you doing this?
Because we gonna
have to ride fast.
Go on, get out of here.
I'll catch up with you.
- There is dust.
- Yeah, they're coming.
We still got a start.
We better get up on those hills.
Go on, ride.
Hold it.
No, Señor!
(male # )
Take his g*ns.
Gracias, Francisco.
Unbuckle.
My g*n is in his saddlebag.
Now, I think we better
move quickly.
Andale.
Andale!
- Papa.
- My son.
- Señor.
- Don Ignacio.
It is a great pleasure
we meet again.
Before it was a matter of some
cattle stolen from me, right?
And you were an honored
guest in my hacienda.
That's right.
Here in the humble home
of my loyal countrymen
I cannot offer you
the same hospitality.
Evidently, I am not a guest.
Francisco, por favor.
Put the g*n down.
But, my father,
he is a dangerous man.
No. He is not a danger to
us, for he is too wise.
He will listen to reason.
I've heard it said
in Tombstone, Señor
that Marshal Earp is the law.
If you say a thing is to be
and surely it will be.
- What are you driving at?
- It is simply this.
You will return to
tombstone alone
and you will say it was not
my son who k*lled the Americano.
Well, even if wanted
to do this, I could not.
Others saw the k*lling.
Believe me, Señor, I would not
ask if there were any other way.
But I cannot allow you to take
my son back to Tombstone.
It's his only chance.
Otherwise, he'll be a
fugitive the rest of his life.
I will say it once more.
My son cannot be
accused of any crime.
There will be no trial
He will go free!
You will see to it.
- And if I do not?
- But it is very simple, Señor.
If you do not,
then you must die.
Has it not occurred to you
that he might be acquitted?
'That the court
might understand'
'how a thing like
this could happen.'
No!
I cannot lie for you
or anybody else, Don Ignacio.
You are not as wise
as I thought, Señor Earp.
Will you lead the way, mi amigo?
Here.
Here were the horses pass much,
there will be no trace.
Here, Señor ,
you will begin to dig.
- And what am I digging?
- Why, your grave of course.
- Mind if I take this of?
- It's hard work.
Make yourself
comfortable, Señor.
Ricardo, some water
for the señor por favor.
Si, si, Don Ignacio.
(Francisco)
'It is no use to look, Señor.'
The posse will not find
our trail.
Well, I can hope, can't I?
Perhaps, you had better
send the men to keep a watch.
[speaking Spanish]
We do not want to be
surprised by this posse
which this Señor would like
us to surrender our son too.
Not to them.
To me.
- 'An officer of the law.'
- It is the same thing.
They too clam to be
officers of the law.
But I'll save him
from being lynched.
If you got him to Tombstone,
you could not protect him
even with your life.
I'll take him
into Fort Huachuca.
Put him under the protection
of the cavalry until the trail.
And you promise
it will be a fair trial.
Ah, he must've had a reason
to fight Valdez.
- I'm betting it was a good one.
- Good enough for us, Señor.
Then why shouldn't it be
good enough for a judge?
Maybe he will be giving freedom
from this charge, forever.
But you forget, Señor.
He is free now.
Is he free to return to your
ranch on the San Pedro Valley?
'Is he free to marry this girl,
settle on the land they love?'
Perhaps not for a while.
He will never be.
Never. You understand
that, Manuel?
'Because the law never forgets
and it never forgives.'
Believe me, it's better to face
it now and tell the truth.
- Señor, I--
- Quiet, Manuel.
Now, let him talk.
Maybe then you'll see that he
has a real chance of going free.
Let him tell
why he k*lled Valdez.
I know why.
And he will not speak of it.
Papa, perhaps what he says.
My son do not listen to him.
But suppose it is as he say's
and I can never return.
We will find a way.
Perhaps, but suppose
it could be as he says.
And I will be free
of everything.
Manuel, do you wish to tell
why you k*lled the Americano?
No, Papa.
Then be quiet and allow your
father to end this business.
And you, Señor.
Dig!
Come to think of it, why should
I be digging me own grave?
Get somebody else to do it.
(Don Ignacio)
'I'd sure think that over,
Señor, if I were you.'
If my men do it
they will finish
much quicker than you.
- You convinced me.
- But not too slowly, Señor.
[music]
Water, Señor?
Thank you.
I'm sorry, Señorita.
You'd make a pretty bride.
(Don Ignacio)
'Felicia, my dear.'
Come away.
There is no need to talk.
Why, Don Ignacio?
Are you afraid I'll learn
some truth from him?
Felicia, my child.
Learn perhaps,
that you are wrong?
My dear, I have lived longer
than you by many years.
- I know what is best.
- Do you, Don Ignacio?
- For you or for us?
- Felicia.
Well does he, Manuel?
Can k*lling this man
solve anything?
Can our marriage be a happy one
with his blood on our hands?
- Our hands?
- Yes, our hands.
Yours and mine, for
we've done nothing to stop it.
Manuel, will you
tell your betrothed
that she must have respect
for the head of this family?
You'll tell her that
my word is final.
Caridad, he is my father.
It will be as he says.
Señor, dig.
I think, Señor,
that will be deep enough.
You're right.
He will be well buried.
Come out now, Señor.
You would like
something to eat?
Let's get it over with.
- Manuel.
- Be quiet, Caridad.
Perhaps then, Señor,
you would like to pray.
Alright.
Why not?
I have no regrets myself.
I've lived a full life,
best way I know how.
My only regrets
are for Felicia.
She would've made a pretty
bride, a fine wife and a mother.
And for Manuel,
you could've been free.
I pray you'll all be forgiven
for what you're doing.
Now, go ahead and do it.
Stop.
You aren't really gonna
k*ll him, you can't mean this!
Felicia, there is
nothing we can do.
Are you gonna let them k*ll him?
An innocent man?
- A man who's trying to help.
- But you know what it is for!
Si and because it is for me,
I'll decide what you shall do.
- No!
- Yes, I've a right to decide!
Felicia!
Señor, you wish to know why
the Americano d*ed?
- No, girl, I say no!
- And I say, yes.
It was to avenge
my honor that he k*lled.
Felicia. You should not.
- You do not have to tell him.
- I will Manuel.
I will gladly tell him
and to the court, if he wishes.
To save his life and ours.
How I made the mistake of
leaving Manuel in Francisco
in the restaurant,
and going into the street alone.
How this man saw me
and thought wrong things.
And caught me and dragged me
behind a store.
'How only because Manuel and
Francisco came looking for me'
'was I saved from him.'
How Manuel fought him and
hell, either k*ll or be k*lled.
The others,
they came and saw him.
And Manuel because he was
Mexicano, he was afraid and ran.
If you will tell that
to the Judge in court
I'm sure that Manuel,
will be acquitted.
I will, oh, I will.
No, you cannot tell
to the world your shame.
- But I did nothing wrong!
- What shame?
- You know she is not to blame.
- Francisco.
There's no need to k*ll him.
I've told him!
There's more need than ever.
There's no help for him,
now that he knows.
- I will tell it.
- You will tell no one else.
If you have no pride,
I have enough for both.
Now, get out of the way.
Then you must k*ll me too.
Manuel, I swear it!
No, Señorita.
There's no need for that now.
- But, Señor--
- It's alright.
You tried.
- There is no time.
- 'What?'
Juan's giving the signal,
must be the posse.
How far? That is important.
How much time?
Juan, how far?
Manuel.
(Don Ignacio)
No, Francisco.
Manuel, you k*ll him.
I order it.
Manuel, if he dies we will
never marry. You know that.
Be quiet, girl.
Manuel, if you love me.
If you love life, justice.
You must trust him,
not k*ll him
k*ll him!
Alright, Señor,
we will do it your way.
- Come take the g*n.
- Manuel.
I'm sorry, my father,
I think it is best.
- Padrone, they're riding fast.
- Now, it's late for anything.
- Too late for you to get away.
- Then we'll meet them head on.
- You, have you got a shotgun?
- Si, Señor.
- Get that and all other g*ns.
- You'll trust us with g*ns?
Wanna see Manuel die right
here strung up to that tree?
Take this. Go on, get inside
the house. Come on. Let's go.
Well, Marshal,
you've led us on quite a chase.
Who made you
a deputy, Cavannaugh?
Sheriff Behan.
Oh, it's all legal.
And we want Vasquez.
He's my prisoner,
and he's gonna stay my prisoner.
Is that so?
Talking pretty big
for a lone man.
There are five g*ns pointed
at your men out there.
And this shotgun's aimed right
at your belly Mr. Cavannaugh
Your men may k*ll me
but I promise you
you'll be cut in half
before they do.
So, you just tell your boys
to sit real easy.
Eh..
Don't anybody go getting
itchy fingers out there now.
Well, look, Wyatt,
can't we talk this over?
Nothing to talk about.
Well, now, you've got
no love for this k*ller.
Why risk your life for him?
You wouldn't understand that.
How do you propose to
ride out of here with him?
Don Ignacio
'you willing to die to
save your son's life?'
Si, you know that I am.
And suppose you take over the
shotgun while Manuel and I ride.
Señor, it will be a pleasure.
Now, you take it
easy there grandpa.
Give us a fifteen minute start.
Anybody moves a muscle before
that time, pull the trigger.
Si, Señor.
The horses are at back.
Earp, you won't
get away with this.
Manuel, you ready?
(Manuel)
Ready.
- Papa.
- Go with God, my son.
Gracias.
And you my friend,
hasta luego.
See you in court.
Since this matter of honor
is even more important
to those of Spanish descent
than it is to us.
Even more a part of their
heritage and sense of justice
and since k*lling was proven
to be an act of self defense.
I find it justifiable
homicide and the defendant
Manuel Vasquez not guilty.
Senor, how can we
ever thank you?
You can thank me by
inviting me to the wedding.
You, Señor, will be
the guest of honor
at the happiest fiesta
in Arizona history.
I wanna be there,
I'd like to kiss the bride.
I do not approve of these
demonstrations in public.
These young people of
today have no reserve.
This is the bad influence
of you Americanos.
We may not have any reserve,
but maybe they're happier.
I think your son would
turn out to be a fine man.
Naturally, his wife
will see to it.
But I suppose, Señor,
I must apologize to you.
You already have.
When?
When you took the shotgun.
♪ 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 ♪