Synopsis: After success cleaning up Dodge City, Wyatt Earp moves to Tombstone, Arizona, and wishes to get rich in obscurity. He meets his brothers there, as well as his old friend Doc Holliday. A band of outlaws that call themselves The Cowboys are causing problems in the region with various acts of random violence, and inevitably come into confrontation with Holliday and the Earps, which leads to a shoot-out at the OK Corral.
Production: Buena Vista
  2 nominations.
Rotten Tomatoes:
130 min

and the resulting economic explosion

spurs the great migration west.

Farmers, ranchers, prospectors,

killers and thieves...

seek their fortunes.

Cattle drovers turn cow towns

into armed camps...

with murder rates higher than those

of modern-day New York or Los Angeles.

Out of this chaos comes

legendary lawman Wyatt Earp,

retiring his badge and gun to start

a peaceful life with his family.

Earp's friend

John 'Doc' Holliday...

a Southern gentleman

turned gunman and gambler...

also travels west, hoping the dry

climate will relieve his tuberculosis.

Silver is discovered

in Arizona.

Tombstone becomes

queen of the boomtowns,

where the latest Paris fashions are sold

from the backs of wagons.

Attracted to this

atmosphere of greed,

over 100 exiled Texas outlaws

band together...

to form the ruthless gang recognized

by the red sashes they wear.

They emerge as the earliest example

of organized crime in America.

They call themselves

'The Cowboys'

Y'all killed

two Cowboys.

- Detenganse!

- Shoot.

- Looks like we win.

Mexican police, huh?

Tell him to get on his knees.

De rodillas, cabron!

De rodillas,

dijo, chingada!

He won't no kneel, patron.

He is very proud.

- Hey, somebody get

this dick on his knees.

Ay, Dios! Ay, Dios!

Good shot, Billy.

- Gracias!

They call me

Curly Bill Brosius.

I'm what you might call

the Founder of the Feast.

So next time we come,

you'd better step aside.

I ain't kiddin' neither.

Un caballo bajando

por la montana...

y el que lo cabalgue

ira a la muerte.



he say, uh,

someone will come

to revenge for him.

Something like a, a... sick horse

who comes to sit with him.

He talk crazy.

No entiendo un carajo.

That's not what he said,

ya ignorant wretch.

Your Spanish is worse

than your English.

You go to hell!

- You first.

- No!

No! No!

- What have we got here?

- Hell, let's eat, boys.

Tamales are good, huh?

I guess they knew

we were comin'.

Temor de Dios. Temor de Dios

es lo que ustedes no tienen.

- Muerete, hijo de Satanas!

Hey, Johnny, what'd

that Mexican mean...

'a sick horse is

gonna get us,' huh?

He's quoting the Bible,


Behold, a pale horse.

'The man who sat on him

was Death.

And hell followed with him.'


- Come on! That's it!

You move!

- Stupid mule!

Come on!

Come on!

Come on!

Hurts, don't it?

Now let go of that stud and

go on about your business.

Mr. Earp.

My name's Dake.

Crawley Dake, U.S. Marshal

for this territory.

- Forget it. I'm retired.

- Excuse me?

I said forget it.

I don't want the job, and that's final.

- I don't think you understand.

- No, you don't understand, Marshal.

I did my duty, and now I'd

like to get on with my life.

- I'm going to Tombstone.

Easy on the grain, Butch.

- I see.

- Here you go.

- To strike it rich.

Well, all right, that's fine.

Tell you one thing, though:

Never saw a rich man...

who didn't wind up

with a guilty conscience.

I already got a guilty conscience.

Might as well have the money too.

Good day now.

That's him, all right.

Boy, I'd know that sour face anywhere.

Virgil! Morgan!

My god!

- Hey, boy! How are you, Morgan?

- Hi, Wyatt.

- Well, how do we look?

- Great, both of ya.

- Wyatt, you remember Allie.

- Good God. Well, he'd better.

Allie girl.

- And Louisa. Oh!

- Wyatt.

You're so lovely, darlin'.

I'm at your feet, just at your feet.

I guess it's only right.

Ma always said Morgan's the prettiest.

- Yeah, but she doted on the Frowner.

- That's right.

- Wyatt.

- Mattie!

Mattie, they're already here.

Folks, this is Celia Andon.

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Kevin Jarre

Kevin Jarre (August 6, 1954 – April 3, 2011) was an American screenwriter, actor, and film producer. more…

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