Dodge City Page #3

Maybe you've been

listening to too much talk.

Maybe. Maybe not.

Are you calling me a liar?

I'm not calling you anything, Yancey. In

fact, I'd rather not talk to you at all.

- Keep your hand off that gun!

- Why, I...

"... in sure and certain hope

of the resurrection of the dead.

"Our Father which art in

heaven, hallowed be thy name.

"Thy kingdom come, thy will be

done, as in heaven, so in earth.

"Give us day by day our daily

bread, and forgive us our debts...

"as we also forgive everyone

that is indebted to us.

"And lead us not into temptation,

but deliver us from evil. Amen. "

To have him go this way.

It's so cruel, so useless.

You promised you wouldn't cry, Mom.

John, will you look after Mrs. Cole?

You don't have to, Mr.

Orth. I can take care of her.

That's right, Harry. You're

the man of the family now.

Funeral's over.

There's your man, Marshal.

Serve your warrant.

It's about time those

guerrillas were taken in hand.

What are you waiting for? Go on.

Don't push me. I know my duties.

Hello, Marshal.

Yancey, I've got a warrant here

to arrest you for the murder of...

Matt Cole.

Why don't you go ahead and serve

it? What are you waiting for?

- Mind riding back into town with me?

- Yeah.

That's all right, Yancey. You go

ahead and ride in with the Marshal.

Why, sure, Marshal. Come along.

Come on, boys. Come on, Al.

After all, the law's the law.

Now, just a minute, Marshal.

- This is your...

- Now, hold on there, boys.

- Wait a minute.

- Get him in there, boys. Hurry up.

Come on, boys. We'll ride

him out of town in style.

What's the use of trying to make

an honest town of Dodge City?

Surrett's crowd scares off the

honest, law-abiding settlers.

They're all going on to

Wichita and Kansas City.

I tell you, Ellen, we're the

public disgrace of America.

You know what the New

York newspapers are saying?

There's no law west of Chicago,

and west of Dodge City, no God.

I'm afraid they're not far wrong.

It's becoming unsafe for a woman

to walk on the streets in this town.

And as for children...

I almost wish Lee and Abbie

weren't coming to live with us.

They'll be all right, unless they're

as bullheaded as their father was.

We haven't had a word from

them since they reached Texas.

When do you suppose

they're gonna get here?

I kept a record somewhere.

- I always used to...

- They're on the table.

Yeah, the dates.

They left Fort Worth three weeks

ago with a cattle-drive party.

Now, let's see.

Yeah, they must have crossed

the Red River about here...

then on up the Chisholm Trail

into the Indian territory.

I'd say they'd be about

Broad Plain by now.

Tex.

- Have you seen my brother?

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