Hey, mose.
Lookie who's
Come into town.
That there
Is the listener.
The listener?
Yeah. He just got back
From leading the soldiers--
Caught them renegades,
Francisco and them.
Why do they call him
The listener?
You see that neck string
Around his neck?
Did you ever see
A set of beads
That look like that
In your life?
Can't say.
What are they?
Ears.
Ears?
Why sure!
Indian ears.
One for every redskin
He ever k*lled.
Why the apaches say that
Tom barrows has so many ears
That he can hear
Almost everything.
'Course now
That don't mean
That he can't
Lose his someday.
( 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:
The life and legend
Of wyatt earp...
Narrator:
By , throughout
Most of the west,
The indian was
A defeated man.
But in arizona territory,
The toughest
And the deadliest of all,
The apaches were far
From conquered.
Some lived
On the reservation
In what was, at best,
An uneasy truce.
Others in renegade bands
Roamed the desert
Around tombstone
And brought trouble
For ranchers and townspeople,
And sometimes
For wyatt earp.
Ah. Hello,
Marshal earp.
I figured you'd be here
After you got finished
With francisco's bunch.
Oh, you heard?
Papers carried the story.
Spell my name right?
( Men laughing )
Mose:
That was some job.
Good to be back,
Eh, tom?
What do you think?
Two months out.
I need a drink,
And I'm a little itchy too.
Well now, you come
To the right place, listener.
We got exactly
What you need.
I'm only stopping
For one drink.
You ain't got nothin'
In this town
That I ain't got
More of and better of
Up at my place
In the hills.
Oh, you mean that, uh,
Pretty little indian gal?
Say, I hear she's
Some pumpkin, all right.
Mister, you're talking
About my wife.
Now now now, i-- I didn't
Mean nothin' by that, tom.
Now, there ain't nothin'
Wrong with that.
Of course
You didn't, friend.
Now where's that, uh--
Where's that
Fire water, huh?
Come along, marshal.
I'll buy you a drink.
No thanks, tom.
Mm-hmm.
( Men chattering )
Oh, howdy, john.
Wyatt.
You looking for a story
For your paper?
Oh, I don't have
To interview barrows
To write his story, wyatt.
I've lived it
A few times myself.
Barrows and I
Once rode together
After geronimo.
You, uh, been hearing
Apache talk?
Wyatt, they never
Liked him very much,
Even when he married
That indian girl
And half became
A member of the tribe.
After that, they took
His scouting for the cavalry
As, uh...
Well, kinda personal.
But apache scout
For the cavalry
Against renegades?
These renegades
Were tired, wyatt.
They were all in,
Ready to give up.
He didn't have to
k*ll francisco.
The other scouts,
Even the peaceful tribesmen...
They're gonna hate him
For that.
- What'll they do?
- Oh, I don't rightly know.
Except I wouldn't give barrows
More than a - chance
Of reaching
That lonely place of his
In the hills tonight.
( Men laughing )
Well, but don't believe
All you read in the newspapers.
Wasn't so much.
Like most them,
Francisco wasn't so brave.
You corner an apache,
He doesn't believe
In fighting too much.
He'll give up quick,
Hoping to save his own neck,
And then many be later
s*ab you in the back
With a Kn*fe
And make his getaway.
Not with me. Mmm.
No, sirree.
Not with you.
This here apache
Didn't get away with
Nothing like that.
Hey, what'd you do,
Uh, listener?
Well, when he came out
Of the brush
With his hands clawing
And scratching at the sky,
I just gave him
A bellyache--
- Bellyache.
( Men murmuring,
Laughing )
Tom:
Wait a minute.
I figured he had it coming--
All those women and kids
That he slaughtered.
Saved you taxpayers
Money too.
( Men concur )
Change your mind
About that drink, marshal?
No, thank you.
I just, uh,
Thought we might
Talk a little bit.
Sure sure.
( Men chattering )
I'd like to try
And change your mind
About riding out
To your ranch tonight.
If I were you,
I'd ride along
San simon stage
In the morning.
No thanks, marshal.
I wanna see
My wife tonight.
But right now
When they're riled up
About francisco,
- It seems it--
- What about back
At my ranch,
Just me and the missus
And a couple
Of hired hands?
Apache hands.
The mountains behind us
Crawling with apaches.
I imagine you can protect
Your ranch pretty well,
Mr. Barrows.
And they know that.
There's probably
Only a few of them
You have to fear--
Francisco's friends.
Marshal, I don't fear
None of them.
And I don't need no nurse.
Obviously you can take care
Of yourself, mr. Barrows.
You don't need me.
But I'm paid to prevent k*lling,
And the kind of k*lling
I want to prevent most
Is between whites
And indians.
Either way.
That's a pretty big job
For one man.
You know I've never seen
Your ranch and I've never
Met your wife.
I'd like to do both...
If you'll let me.
Suit yourself.
What is it?
Apaches.
Look, you can see
Their sign on the slope.
Yeah, I can see it now.
Never would have
Noticed it, though.
The air's
Full of apaches.
- You don't like 'em
At all, do you?
- Why should i?
Well, I just thought
Spending so much time
- With them, i--
- Because I married one?
I'll tell you about that.
You don't have to.
I didn't ask you.
I'll tell you anyway.
I'm not ashamed.
When I took her,
There was no white woman
Within , miles.
What lily-handed schoolgirl
Would agree to live the way
I live out here?
As long
As you're both happy.
( Humphs ) happy?
That's something
I don't know too much about,
But she's plenty woman.
She cooks good
And she sews good.
She takes good care
Of my place when I'm gone.
She's content
And so am i.
Why, they're going away.
Yeah.
They came back
Down the draw.
That means
They've been here
And done what
They wanted to do!
Everything!
House, barns--
Everything.
Sal...
Sal!
Sal?
Here, tom.
Oh.
Sal.
Oh sal.
Oh sal.
I called her sally
After my ma.
Francisco's clan.
That won't
Mean anything to her,
Nor to me either.
At least it will mark
The grave until you can
Get a permanent one.
Apaches don't
Mark their graves.
They hide them.
We'll run the horses
Over it.
- Suit yourself.
- Marshal.
What are you gonna
Do about this?
It wouldn't do us much good
To try and pick up
The trail now.
You couldn't catch 'em
In six months of tracking.
They're probably
Over the border already,
Heading for the sierra madre.
I'll notify the cavalry
At fort buchanan.
That'll do even less good.
And I'll ask questions,
Try and find out what I can,
- Exactly who did it.
- Doesn't matter who did it.
They were apaches.
- That's enough.
- Not for the law, tom.
We've gotta know
Exactly who.
Now look,
I know how you feel,
But you leave this
To the cavalry...
Or to me.
Sure, marshal.
You ask your questions.
Tom, I'm sorry.
Sorry? Why?
I can build me
Another ranch.
No, I meant about sal.
I can get me
A new squaw too,
Just as good.
To serve you
And be content?
Like an animal?
Sure. Like an animal--
Why not?
You didn't love her at all?
Love?
( Humphs )
An apache?
Where are you going?
Ride up
To the reservation,
Ask questions.
It's a fool's
Errand, wyatt.
They won't know anything.
Well, I have to try.
For tom barrows?
No.
For me.
I sent for tahzay,
Asked him to come over
Here and meet you.
Tahzay.
He's the oldest son
Of cochise, isn't he?
One of the most influential
Of the chiefs since
The old man d*ed,
And one of the few
Who works for peace.
But this is
A special case.
- Barrows?
- Yes, barrows.
They've got no love
For him.
Even though he married
An apache?
Wouldn't that make him
One of the tribe?
Ordinarily it would.
It did with tom jeffords,
But not barrows.
How'd he treat the girl?
Like a servant.
No, more like a sl*ve, I guess,
When anyone was around to see.
You know, I honestly
Don't know why she
Stayed with him.
- ( Knocks )
- That must be tahzay.
Come in, tahzay.
Buenos dias.
This is
Marshal wyatt earp
From tombstone.
Tahzay, I'm very happy
To know you.
I'd like to ask you
A few questions,
If you don't mind.
You are
The law here, marshal?
Yes, I'm the united states
Deputy marshal.
Then it is I who must
Ask you questions.
For instance?
Why does your law allow
One of your men to come
Into our reservation,
- sh**t my people in the back?
- What's this?
Someone on
The reservation sh*t?
Not one.
Five...
Since the coming
Of the last sun.
I have traveled much
This day to see the bodies--
Three men,
A woman, a child.
All unarmed, all sh*t
From ambush
By the same strong
White man's r*fle.
- Who could have
Done such a thing?
- We know who did it.
We know who owns
Such a r*fle.
- Oh, just because--
- And who thinks he has even
More reason for hating us.
You mean for k*lling
His wife?
For the k*lling
Of his wife.
Tom barrows?
But these people are not
- The renegades
Who k*lled the girl.
- This matters little to him.
He's got
His own private w*r.
Why should barrows
Do such a thing?
Like we were saying,
He didn't seem to care
Too much about the girl.
Who knows how it is between
A man and his woman
When they're alone?
Beside he wishes us
To know who has done
This thing.
He has left
His mark each time.
His mark?
The ears.
He takes pride
In his name--
"The listener."
Well, if what you say is true,
It won't stop here.
There'll be more than five.
That is why I ask you:
What is it that your law
Will do now?
Well, I'll try
And stop him,
Arrest him if I can,
But I'll need help.
My men are outside.
Let's go then,
Before he kills any more.
The ear.
Tell every man
In your clan,
"Find barrows."
They will find him,
This man who makes w*r
On woman carrying water.
They must not k*ll him.
They must bring him to me,
To white man's law.
That's very important.
You wish to save the life
Of this k*ller?
The law says
There must be a trial.
- Did she have a trial?
- Tahzay,
Rules must be followed,
As in your ancient ceremonies.
I cannot promise.
These scouts are
Apache warriors.
Some are kin,
Other friend to the dead.
Tell them anyway.
You and I will try
And find him first,
Take him ourselves.
( Speaking spanish )
Tahzay!
I wish I knew what was
Going on up there.
Tahzay isn't talking,
But I think we're close.
We've got
Barrows on the run,
No doubt about that.
He's probably
Trying to lose himself
In these hills.
( Chuckles )
That's a laugh.
- Why?
- He might lose himself,
But he'll never lose
These apaches.
They know every
Blade of grass.
These ears he didn't get.
He must be close.
- He didn't have time.
- He's very close.
- ( g*nshots )
- ( Horse neighs )
( Groans )
I'm all right.
It's just a nick.
I'm afraid I won't be
Much help to you now.
- I got plenty of help.
- ( g*nshots )
- Sure you're gonna
Be all right?
- Yeah yeah.
Go on, go on.
Tell your men
To stop f*ring.
( Shouting )
( g*nshots stop )
What is your plan?
You found him,
Now he's mine.
- You think you take him alone?
- I'm gonna try.
No use in any more
Of your people dying.
And you?
He will not mind
k*lling you.
Just tell me exactly
Where he is up there.
Between those two rocks,
Next to boulder.
Good place for him,
Bad for you.
Hold this.
( Shouting, echoing )
Barrows? Tom barrows?
Barrows, it's wyatt earp.
Tom, you hear me?
( Shouting, echoing )
I hear you, marshal.
- You should've
Stayed in tombstone.
- You're surrounded.
- Give yourself up!
- And rot in your filthy jail?
No thanks.
Tom, you haven't
Got a chance.
This is as good a way
As any to end it.
And as good a place too.
I can take a few more of
Those devils with me.
So tell them to come on!
Tell 'em all!
No, tom.
I'm the one that's coming.
I'm arresting you
For m*rder.
Now lay your g*n down.
I'll pick you off
Before you come yards.
- I'm coming, tom.
- All right, earp, come on!
( Cocks )
- ( g*nsh*t )
- ( r*fle cocks )
All right, earp,
You want to be a fool,
Come on.
I'd just as soon
k*ll you as anybody.
( g*nsh*t )
Come on!
( g*nf*re )
( Cocks )
( Grunts )
( Grunting )
Whoa, boy.
Stop!
( Tahzay shouts )
You made it.
I'm sorry it had
To be this way, tom.
Better this way
Than the rope.
You knew it had to be
One or the other,
Yet you did it. Why?
Sal.
But you said
You didn't care for her,
That you could find
Another squaw just as good.
I lied to you, marshal.
I loved her.
I did.
( Grunts )
Go ahead and say it.
Say what?
What you're thinking.
I'm only thinking
I hope you said that
To her sometimes.
♪ 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. ♪