Frontier Marshal Page #4

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and the trigger dogs smoothed down.

Mm. Nice piece of hardware.

Personally, I've been using

a Colt.45 single-action six-gun.

I guess the barrel's longer

than yourn. Let's see.

No, no! No, senor! No.

Doc, can I talk

with you a minute?

- Oh, yes, of course. Excuse me, will you?

- Sure.

So that's the way you're takin' care

of Earp for me.

Why, you've got him all wrong, my dear.

Wyatt's a fine fellow.

Hmm. A fine feller

after what he done to me.

Well, Jerry, if he threw you in the water trough,

I guess you had it comin' to you.

Oh, yeah? Well, he may be all right

to you, but he ain't to me.

No tinhorn marshal's gonna throw me

in a horse trough and get away with it.

Well, forget about Earp.

Is that a new dress?

Yeah. Yeah.

- You like me in it?

- Come here.

I like you in anything.

Gee, you're sweet.

You know, Doc,

I've been thinkin' about you all day.

Do you ever think of me

when I ain't with you?

- Yeah.

- Lots?

Too much.

You know, sometimes when you look at me

like that, I could break you in two.

Well, why don't you?

Come on. Break me.

Look, Doc, I'm getting off early tonight.

Maybe we could...

No, no. Not tonight.

- Where you going, Doc?

- Faro bank. I feel lucky. See you later.

Hey, Jerry, where've you been?

How's about you and me findin' a cozy corner

and a nice cold bottle of wine, huh?

If it's all right with you, cutie, I'll take a rain check.

Something I can do for you, lady?

Yes. I'm looking for John Halliday.

John? Oh, you mean Doc Halliday?

Yes.

Uh, you'll find him over there,

buckin' the tiger.

Sarah.

Hello, John.

What are you doing here?

Cash me in. Come on.

Let's sit over here.

Can I... get you

something to drink, to eat?

No, John.

- Did you just arrive on the stage?

- Yes.

How did you find out where I was?

Well, I've been searching

for two years.

Why did you do it, John?

What else was there to do?

I couldn't fasten

a dying man onto you.

I was a sick dog,

and I snuck away like a sick dog.

Without even saying good-bye.

- I felt it was best that way.

- Best for you perhaps.

I hoped it would be for you too.

It wasn't very flattering to me, John,

for you to think my love so weak.

No. No, Sarah.

I knew you'd insist on going through

with the marriage no matter what.

That's why I left.

I couldn't take advantage of you.

- That's why I had to leave.

- And now you see it was no use.

Here I am.

Yes, here you are.

- But you can't stay, Sarah. You've got to go.

- Why, John?

Because it's not right.

You don't know me. I'm a stranger.

- You?

- Yes, Sarah. Sick or well...

I'm not the John Halliday

you knew back in Illinois.

I'm nothing like him. There's no resemblance

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