Hour of the Gun

Synopsis: Marshal Wyatt Earp kills a couple of men of the Clanton gang in a fight. In revenge, Clanton's thugs kill the Marshal's brother. Thus, Wyatt starts to chase the killers together with his friend Doc Holliday.
Genre: Western
Director(s): John Sturges
Production: United Artists
Rotten Tomatoes:
100 min

They're leaving town.


Ike Clanton,

Andy Warshaw, Latigo...

Curly Bill Brocius.

Who's in the corral, Virg?

Billy Clanton.

And the McLowerys.

We've come to disarm you.

Raise your hands

over your heads!


Can't walk.


It's the shoulder.

- Doc?

- Yeah?

Did Virg deputize you?

I swore to something

he was muttering about.

Then wear the badge.

Virg, let me help you.

Here... here.

I'm all right, doc.

See to Virg.

- Doc, he's hit.

- It's just my leg.

Just stay still, Virg.

Well, arrest 'em.

I don't know if a county sheriff can

arrest a city marshal without a warrant.

We can take him if you can't.

We got enough guns

to settle the whole thing right here.

You're under arrest.

For what?


Not today, tomorrow, or ever.

You don't have jurisdiction

in the city of Tombstone.

If you did,

you couldn't make it stick.

We got enough men behind us

to make it stick.

Stillwell, if you so much as turn

your head toward those men,

you'll be laying in the horse manure

with your friends.

Wyatt, give me a hand here.

I'll get a warrant.

I'm serving you, Wyatt!

Your badge

won't help you this time.

Please accept my condolences,

Mr. Clanton.

We'll be ready in a moment.

You got the warrants now?

Ready for the judge's signature.

If you'd had the law in your hands,

Wyatt would've let you lock them up

out at the corral. I know him.

It was a stupid play

to try without it.

I didn't have the warrants

because I didn't think the Earps

would be alive to be served.

At least, that's what you told me.

Yeah, they're alive now.

But their hands are dirty.

And you all got to understand that.

That's what's going to get you

elected city marshal.

That is if the county doesn't let the Earps

slip through our fingers at the trial.

- You don't have to worry about it.

- I don't intend to.

Get this through your heads.

If this were back east,

I could make law the way they do.

But the best thing

I can do out here is buy it.

You get good value, don't you?

It's been working.

It works until the east gets here.

But if I'm not big enough to buck them

when they start to corner the ranges

and the railroads and the stockyards,

you boys are going to have to go back

to living on what the county pays you.

But meanwhile...

Meanwhile, if we don't

wanna get eaten up,

we're going to have to grow bigger

and faster than nature intended.


and hope their brothers don't continue

to be so lucky as they were this morning.

They won't.

One way or another.

We are ready now,

Mr. Clanton.

I hope you are satisfied,

Mr. Clanton.

I am.

Yay, though I walk through the valley

of the shadow of death,

I will fear no evil,

for thou art with me.

Thy rod and thy staff,

they comfort me...

Why did you give up practice

in dentistry and take up gambling?

What's the word they use?


I'll rule on that, Mr. Holiday.

You answer the question.

Was it because of your illness?


Or as your

growing reputation as a killer?

No. I found there was more gold

in people's pockets than in their mouths.

Does that satisfy you?


What was your reason

for volunteering your services

as a gunfighter to the Earp family?

I owed Wyatt Earp a favor.

You mean you killed a man you didn't

even know as a favor to another?

I killed a lot of men I didn't know

between 1861 and 1865.

Nobody said anything about it then.

War, Mr. Holliday.

Well, I never did

understand the difference.

How many men have you killed

as a civilian?

Oh, I don't know.

Somewhere between 18 and 25.

I presume they were all quarrels

over your gentlemanly honor.

No. Over money.

That's my profession.

Are you finished?

No. No, not quite.

Then you admit

that you accepted a deputy's badge

and used it as a cloak to cover

an act of homicide as a favor?

I accepted a deputy's badge

to uphold the law against lke Clanton

who was threatening it

with a gang of gunmen...

until he decided to pull out

and sacrifice his brother

to make the Earps look like baby killers

so they'd lose votes.

You're out of order, Mr. Holliday.

Just answer the question.

Did you not, as a fact,

accept a deputy's badge and...

- I don't need a badge to kill.

- Only the word of Wyatt Earp!

I'd go to hell and back

on the word of Wyatt Earp.

So would half the men in this room.

And you observed these impressions

of the gunfight from where, Mr. Clanton?

Fly's Photographic Gallery

across from the O.K. Corral.

I see.

With the court's permission.

Is Andrew Warshaw in the court?

Yeah. Right here.

Would you mind

standing up, Mr. Warshaw?

Is Andrew Warshaw

in your employ?

Yes, he is.

Is this the same Andrew Warshaw

who's wanted in Pecos County, Texas

on two counts of armed robbery

and three of murder?

I wouldn't know that.

In what capacity do you employ

Mr. Warshaw?

Scientific stock breeder.

I see.

Now, Andrew Warshaw

has been observed regularly

wearing a six-gun and

saddle holstering a Winchester carbine.

Are these normally considered

the tools of his profession?

Maybe he has

to force the stock to breed.

Mr. Holliday...

that will be all.

You can sit down now,

Mr. Warshaw.

Would William Brocius

please stand up?

Is William Brocius

in your employ?

Yes, he is.

Is this the same William Brocius

who is wanted variously

on eight counts of murder

in Kansas City, Missouri,

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Edward Anhalt

Edward Anhalt (March 28, 1914 in New York City – September 3, 2000 in Pacific Palisades, California) was a noted screenwriter, producer, and documentary film-maker. After working as a journalist and documentary filmmaker for Pathé and CBS-TV he teamed with his wife Edna Anhalt during World War II to write pulp fiction. (Edna was one of his five wives.) more…

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