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- I sent her home to change her dress.
What's the idea?
So did I, but it took Mr. Blackmore's mind off
his cards. Isn't that right, Mr. Blackmore?
- Whose deal?
- I'll buy a stack.
It's Doc Halliday.!
What's up?
Keep on playin'.
Act like nothin' happened.
- What has happened?
- Doc Halliday just come in.
He's the coldest killer in these parts.
Always lookin' for trouble.
He can throw a gun faster...
Shh. Look out.
He's comin' this way.
Newton, I hear you've been bragging
about what you were going to do if...
- Who, um, me?
- Yes.
And take your hat off
when I talk to you!
- Take hold and pull your gun.
- Not me.
- Ah, come on.
- I don't want any handkerchief
duels with you, Doc...
or any other kind of a fight.
No? Well, maybe this
will change your mind.
Are you gonna sit by and watch me
treat your friend like this?
Uh, he-he ain't
no friend of mine, Doc.
He'd better not
try anything with me.
I don't like the way
you're running this town.
And I especially don't like the way
you treated a certain young lady.
Take hold of...
You always want an edge,
don't you, Blackmore?
Suppose you wait till he quits coughing.
Thanks, Mr. Earp.
Now if you'll please step aside...
No, Doc. I'm the marshal here, you know.
I got to keep the peace.
Yes. Of course, of course.
- Will you join me in a drink?
- Glad to.
Better try another camp.
This one's unhealthy.
- What can I do for you senors?
- Whiskey.
Whiskey, eh?
Milk for you.
- That's right, Pete.
Una leche. One milk.
Papa, papa, the stage is coming!
The stage is coming!
Pablo, ven aqui.
Ven, Pablo.
- Hello, Pablo.
- You ought to be home with your mother.
I'm his mama and his papa.
And someday I'm gonna be his grandpa too.
Pablo is very good boy.
He has no mama. He only has me.
If there only were a school.
There's gonna be one soon.
Anderson and I were talking it over yesterday.
Oh, that's fine.
Then Pablo can go there.
And I bet you he be the smartest boy there.
Smart like his papa.
Oh, I'm pretty clever himself.
Giddap!
Welcome to Tombstone, Mr. Foy.
- Mr. Foy, welcome to Tombstone.
- Well, I'm glad to be here.
Ladies and gentlemen,
I want you to meet Eddie Foy...
the greatest comedian in the world.
Tonight at 9:
00he'll be at the Bella Union.
Come one, come all, and laugh your cares away.
Howdy, folks.
Is this my hotel?
Yes, sir. Follow me.
Your baggage will be taken care of.
- Hey, where you going?
- I'm in a hurry. Business in Tucson.
Now this was originally
a Buntline special...
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