- Let go of me--
- That ain't no way to talk.
I just wanna
buy you another drink.
Oh, help me!
(female # )
'Help!'
Help!
'No, please. Help!'
Don't get up.
You work
at the Alhambra?
Yeah, they hired me
to be a cashier
but I'm not going
in there. Not ever.
Why don't you wait
outside here?
- Pick him up, Willy.
- Yes, sir.
I'm sorry
about this, Marshal.
I warned everybody to keep
the customers away from her.
It won't happen
again, Miss Silver.
Please, I don't want
to work for him.
Alright. This happens again,
you're closed.
Why, the kid's
just scared.
She promised to stay
at least a month.
You heard her, Mr. Hanson
she doesn't want to work
for you anymore.
I'll take you
over to Nellie Cashman's.
Whoa! Help Miss Nellie
steal my best cashier, huh?
Don't press your luck
you may have to
buy some new teeth.
[Ken Darby singing
"The Legend Of Wyatt Earp"]
♪ Wyatt Earp,
Wyatt Earp ♪
♪ Brave courageous and bold
♪ Long live his fame
and long life his glory ♪
♪ And long may
his story be told ♪
(male narrator)
The life and Legend of Wyatt
Earp, starring Hugh O'Brian.
Critics of Marshal Wyatt Earp
often remarked that
he was impeccable
when he faced bad men.
But much too soft and trusting
when it came to women.
Alas! The saga of young lady
known as Silver Dollar
presented the mystery, which
numerous men before Wyatt
had failed to solve.
Was Silver Dollar an innocent
child adrift in Tombstone
or was she a calculating
and dangerous little hussy?
That was awful brave.
I'm scared
of Mr. Hanson.
I guess, I'm scared
of everybody.
- How old are you?
- Twenty, almost.
- What's your name?
- They call me Silver Dollar.
That's a strange name. What are
you doing here in Tombstone?
O-oh, it
sounded interesting.
And they told me in Kansas City,
there were plenty of jobs here.
- They did, huh?
- What's your name?
Wyatt Earp.
Are you an experienced officer?
Somewhat, yes.
That man who's
bothering me has friends.
What if they'd
tried to sh**t you?
I usually manage to
talk them out of it.
Is that a very
practical attitude?
You could be severely
injured, Mr. Earp.
Now, don't you
worry about me.
It's my job to worry about you.
Really?
No one's ever worried about me
in my whole life before.
[dramatic music]
Well, everything's
alright, I guess.
Anyway, I put her to work
helping Mr. Perkins
in the office.
Marshal Earp wants to know what
I think of his charge, huh?
Oh...alright, yes.
Well, Silver Dollar is
not much of a name to go on.
Ah, she's probably a runaway
from some place back east.
- She wouldn't even talk to you?
- No chance.
Oh, she, uh, she seems
like a very nice girl.
Mm-hmm. Let's hope so.
But, Wyatt, I wouldn't do too
much vouching for her, not yet.
She's out of the Alhambra,
that's enough for now, isn't it?
Course, it is. Thank you
very much, Miss Nellie.
Excuse me.
Oh, he's all yours, Silver.
I'll see you later, Wyatt.
She's awful sweet.
Ah, she's the best we got.
Well, I, uh, better
get back to work.
Wait.
Won't we be seeing
each other sometime?
Miss Silver, I live
right here at the hotel
and I-I'm not blind.
I'll see you.
Where is Wyatt?
- Busy, I reckon.
- Busy.
He's busy rescuing
an innocent odd looking girl
from the cashier's
cage at the Alhambra.
Little lady known
as Silver Dollar.
Talkin' about that woman
with eyes like a heifer calf?
Precisely.
O-oh, this could be
love at first sight, doc.
I don't know what it is.
But I do know it means trouble.
Yeah.
He already b*at up a cattleman
and threatened to knock out
Dave Hanson's teeth.
That girl is a
big asset to Dave.
She's so innocent lookin'
that all the customers
wanna marry her.
Dead blasted.
You know what she's done?
She's done caught Wyatt on the
first bounce from Miss Nellie.
- Oh, you don't approve?
- No, I don't approve at all.
Me and Roscoe, either
one don't approve.
Hello, Shotgun. Doc.
I wanna send a telegram.
Pinkerton Detectives,
Kansas City.
It's about a girl that calls
herself Silver Dollar.
Tell them to get this off
as soon as possible.
I sure will.
Well, doc, we was wrong,
it ain't love.
Now, can I ever help
a runaway girl
without somebody accusing me
of fallin' in love with her?
Well..
Miss Silver is run away
from something or somebody.
Now, we, we might be able
to help her out.
Sounds reasonable.
Will have another talk
with her tonight.
I can read the headlines
in the Nugget right now.
Wyatt Earp sh*t while chatting
with pretty female.
Not a bad way
to go, Wyatt.
[instrumental music]
[music continues]
[crowd chattering]
Excuse me.
Which is Mr. Hanson?
- Excuse me, Mr. Hanson?
- Yeah, what is it?
My name's Rafe Collins
and I'm looking for a young lady
who goes by the name
of Silver Dollar.
- Why?
- Well, it's a personal matter.
Well, I, never heard
of any girl with a nickname
like that around here.
Town isn't big. Look around.
Thanks, I will.
Forgive me for using your time.
Yeah.
Send Charlie
to the Cashman Hotel.
Have him get word to Silver
Dollar, there's a young fellow
from the country named
Collins looking for her.
What are you
doing here?
Oh, we're out
for constitutional.
In this night air?
It's too healthy for you.
Alright,
you talk.
Well, uh, doc says
that Hanson says
that there girl packs
a Derringer.
Well, that's nonsense.
She doesn't know a Derringer
from a horse p*stol.
She's just a
poor distracted kid.
Why, she even thinks that
she'd be happy married to me.
[g*nshots]
Can you remember
how this happened?
When I opened the door,
he was already here.
He grabbed me,
I pushed him away
and...got the g*n
from that drawer.
He reached for me again,
and I sh*t him.
He's not hurt
too bad, Wyatt.
Ah, take him down to the parlor.
Send for Doctor Goodfellow.
What happened?
It's that young farmer.
Is he dead?
No, Miss Nellie,
he's not hit bad.
Do you know
who did it?
Silver, he told me that you
were engaged to marry him.
Why did you do this?
To protect myself, that's why.
I'm sorry, but I don't
believe that.
Ah, Miss Nellie,
don't be hasty.
Get out of here,
both of you.
Believe me, or call me a liar.
But just get out.
Get out!
Wyatt, I think you
better listen
to what that young man
has to say.
I gave her $
to pay off her debts
and buy clothes
for the wedding.
And then, she up
and ran out on me.
Uh, what happened tonight?
Well, I waited for her
at the hotel.
And I followed her upstairs.
All I wanted was to ask her
to marry me like she promised.
In spite of the fact
that she ran out on you once?
Oh, yes, sir.
I loved her.
- Were you rough on her?
- Oh, no, sir.
She asked me to leave
and when I wanted to argue
she...she just up
and sh*t me.
[coughs]
He has a splintered rib.
Talk to him tomorrow, will you?
Alright.
- Just a busted rib, wasn't it?
- Mm-hmm.
We'll arrest
her for you, Wyatt.
No, I'll arrest her.
Go tell Mr. Hanson, he'll
probably wanna put a bail.
[knocking]
- Who is it?
- 'Marshal Earp.'
Just a minute, please.
You're going to
arrest me?
Don't you think you ought
to be arrested?
O-oh, not if Rafe
wasn't hurt awful bad.
Candy?
What if he had
been k*lled?
Will I have to attend
trial too?
Of course. as*ault with
a deadly w*apon at least.
I don't suppose you'd
run off with me to Denver?
No.
Put on your coat.
That's a silly
waste of time.
No jury is going to convict me.
Besides, it's a measly $ .
Don't you know there's a law
against stealing money?
I didn't steal it.
Rafe gave it to me.
A lot of men
have given me money.
And you don't see anything
wrong in that?
Why should I?
Men have a lot more money
than girls do.
And if they want to
give me some of it
what's wrong with that?
They're not giving.
They're buying you.
Buying me?
Nobody does that.
Oh, they may think so.
I can't stop them from thinking.
When this is all over
don't you want to marry me?
Miss Silver, I...I'd
want to, but I wouldn't.
Why not?
Um, I'm too cautious.
Alright.
We're not even friendly.
You can arrest me
this time.
But next time...I'll
have to sh**t you.
[dramatic music]
Why don't you do that.
Let's go on
to the jail. Hmm?
[music continues]
[crowd chattering]
[banging]
When you found Mr. Collins
in your room, Miss Silver
what happened next?
Do I have to tell that?
You're testifying in your own
defense, Miss Silver.
The court must
advice you to answer.
Well, Rafe grabbed me.
And he wouldn't let loose.
I broke away from him.
'And backed toward the bureau
where I kept my g*n.'
And then..
[crowd murmuring]
[banging]
Proceed, Miss Silver.
He kept after me.
'I told him to leave
or I'd sh**t.'
He reached out to grab me
and he said..
...well, he said
some terrible things.
The next thing I knew,
he was lying on the floor
and I had a g*n in my hand.
[crowd chattering]
[banging]
Are there any further questions?
- Your Honor.
- Yes, Mr. Portman.
We've heard enough.
We vote unanimously.
Not guilty.
Case dismissed.
[indistinct chattering]
You might as well go ahead
and make your move, doc.
I ain't taking
my eyes off of you.
Any answer from the Pinkertons?
No, sir, nary a thing.
I just come
from the telegraph office.
Did Silver get
her g*n back?
Yeah.
Judge Spicer
released it to her.
They took her
cartridges though.
She can buy more.
Yeah, I know it.
I'm going over to the
Spangenberg g*n shop soon.
Don't waste your time, Wyatt.
That woman is a man k*ller.
I'm afraid she is.
She said that
she was gonna sh**t me
if I tried
to arrest her again.
Oh, she wouldn't do
nothing like that.
Well, I'm not gonna
take the chance.
Uh, she went back to work
at the Alhambra.
Hanson doubled her wages.
That won't be enough.
Takes a lot of gold to take
the tarnish off a silver dollar.
She starts any trouble,
Gibbs and I will arrest her.
No, I've got to find out.
I had a box of
dummies here someplace.
Ah, they are
in this drawer.
Can you trust Spangenberg to
sell her the blank cartridges?
I can trust him. I don't know
if Silver's gonna fall for it.
You tell the telegraph agent
to repeat that query
to the Pinkertons.
Tell him that
a prompt reply is urgent.
Yes, sir.
[door closes]
What do you think, doc?
I think that Deacon Earp
is a lot closer to his grave
than he's willing to admit.
[piano music]
That girl took my wallet.
I had it right here,
but after I danced with her
and had a few drinks,
it was gone.
You accusing Silver Dollar?
Yes, I am.
You hear that, boys?
He says Silver stole his wallet.
Alright, Willie.
[dramatic music]
Hold it.
[g*nsh*t]
[music continues]
Move away.
What's your name?
Clark.
What seems to be the trouble?
A girl stole my wallet.
I had close to in it.
Silver Dollar?
Here.
- Where's her room?
- None of your business, Earp.
I warned you once before.
Let's go take a look
at her room.
Look in those drawers.
You can't do it, Earp.
You have no right
to make a search.
Mr. Clark.
Is this yours?
Yes, sir.
It sure is, Marshal.
Well, this don't prove nothing,
you're just sore at her 'cause
she wouldn't marry you. Maybe,
you're even trying to frame her.
Keep on talking you're
gonna lose some teeth yet.
Count the money.
What are you doing here?
This is my room.
You stole this man's money.
That? I never saw it before.
Earp, planted it here, honey.
You two gentlemen leave.
I'd like to talk
to Miss Silver alone.
What's the idea?
I just want to give you another
chance to tell the truth.
I don't need another chance.
I'm doing alright.
Don't you realize that stealing
that much money is a felony?
That you could go to jail
for a long time?
You have to arrest me first.
Remember, what I told you?
Yeah. You said
you'd sh**t me.
Get out.
[dramatic music]
No.
I'll count to four.
One.
'Two.'
Three.
Four.
[g*nshots]
I wouldn't have believed it,
up until now.
The world's
full of men.
Am I to understand, Mr. Clark
that you gave the wallet
to Miss Silver?
Yes, sir.
That's right.
What do you say, Marshal?
It still doesn't change the fact
that she tried to sh**t me
with that Derringer.
Miss Silver?
The g*n was loaded
with dummy shells.
I bought them
from Mr. Spangenberg.
And I think Mr. Earp
told him to sell them to me.
So you see,
it was just one big joke.
Marshal, did you plant
those cartridges?
Yes, sir.
Then she can't be accused
of assaulting you with a w*apon.
Mr. Clark, you
and Miss Silver may go.
- Thank you, Judge.
- Allow me, my dear.
Well, of course
he changed his story.
But if the Derringer had
had live b*ll*ts in it
you might have been k*lled.
Yes, sir.
You can bet that the next time
she'll use real cartridges.
I don't know what to do,
I...can't run
and I sure can't have
a sh**t with a girl.
Can't understand how a sweet
little thing like that could..
Marshal, I'm going to issue an
order to you and your deputies.
Now, you stay away from
Miss Silver and keep alive.
You understand?
Yes, sir.
[dramatic music]
You grab Sunny Boy
and I'll take Silver Dollar.
We'll cut through the alley.
You'll feel better
when you've made up your mind.
- Oh, will I?
- Yeah.
Pick it up now.
Say we are married.
I've always dreamed of living
in Denver or San Francisco.
They're good places to visit,
hon, but San Antonio--
Oh!
What?
What is this?
- Turn me loose.
- Carrying a concealed w*apon.
How naughty of you!
I'm surprised, Silver Dollar.
- Real life cartridges too.
- This is outrageous.
I'll vouch for her.
Vouching for her
wont be enough, Sunny.
You'll have to
get a lawyer.
I'll get one.
The best in town.
[dramatic music]
Well, good evening,
Miss Silver.
We nailed her, Wyatt,
she was carrying this.
A $ fine,
isn't it?
Sorry, Miss Silver,
it won't be quite that easy.
You're wanted in Missouri,
armed robbery, Casey g*ng.
No jury is going to convict me.
- You found that out once.
- Lock her up, Mr. Gibbs.
You're just wasting
a lot of time.
Jack Rammy and his lawyer will
have me out in five minutes.
Come along, miss.
You know..
...I think I'll marry Jack.
He's a nice, rich boy.
Armed robbery.
The Pinkertons haven't
done justice to our girl.
It's a horrible photo.
And what's this?
Silver Dollar's real name
is Bridget Casey?
The lawyer is coming.
Where is Miss Silver?
She's in her cell.
Being held on a Pinkerton
charge of armed robbery.
Well, that's a filthy lie.
You're not gonna torment her.
(Doc)
Wyatt!
[dramatic music]
No matter what happens
I'll wait for her.
By God, I'm afraid
he will.
Maybe she'll change, doc.
Oh, that does it! I'm going
over to the bird cage.
Where I can get away from
all the fool men in this world.
[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 ♪
♪ Oh, 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 ♪