01x30 - The Suffragette

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♪ Wyatt Earp,

Wyatt Earp ♪

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and bold ♪

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[Announcer]

In the Wichita,

Kansas, of ,

there was one subject

more deadly than

the raids of outlaws or the

gunfights between cowhands.

Should women be

allowed to vote?

Yes, we smile now,

but this was a controversy

which erupted in violence

along the frontier.

And when the women's

suffrage movement

hit Wichita like

a tornado,

Marshal Wyatt Earp found

himself caught between

the two warring factions,

with his life

and his job at stake.

I wanna tear

that sign down.

[crowd cheering]

Hold it, break it up!

You're both

under arrest!

What are you arresting

me for, Marshal Earp?

It takes two to make

a fight, Mr. Donovan.

Well, we don't want no

suffragette from Wyoming

telling us folks

in Kansas what to do.

I'm from Wyoming!

We gave 'em the vote

five years ago

and it ain't done

no harm!

Break it up!

Take 'em to jail!

I got 'em.

The rest of you,

break it up!

My boss' wife is

a suffragette.

Well, she ain't

right bright.

Who you callin'...

I told you

to break it up!

Now, hold it!

He says he's gonna roust

that lady speaker

soon as she leaves

the depot.

Thanks, I better

go on down there.

Why, you...

I told you

to hold it!

Now, you walk with me

until you cool off!

Well, there ought to be a law

against these blabbermouths.

Bring it up in

the next congress!

Shame to say this,

Ms. Laramie,

but you're invading

enemy country.

Oh, that's not unusual

for me, Mr. Murdock.

Why, I've even had eggs

thrown at me several times.

We have rough ways

in Wichita.

Rough?

Why, you publish

the best paper west

of Kansas City.

Thank you, ma'am.

And that darling wife

of yours.

I know it was

brave of her

to invite me

to speak,

but there won't

be any trouble.

I'm sure.

Well, this is my

office, Ms. Laramie.

Sorry, Mr. Murdock,

this is as far

as she goes.

Jim, what is this?

We're not gonna

hurt Ms. Laramie,

just make sure she gets

back on the next train.

You men must be

drunk or crazy.

Oh!

All right,

don't try anything.

Get off your horses!

Nice timing, Wyatt.

That poor man,

you k*lled him.

No, he's just groggy.

This is Mr. Earp,

our town Marshal.

In all the gunfights

and melees he's had

to go through,

he's never once

seriously hurt

or k*lled a man.

Holli, you and Paul

take him on over to jail.

I better go on over

to the hotel with you.

Yes, I think you had.

No.

You take my things on over

to the hotel, Mr. Murdock.

I'm going to the jail.

Jail?

Why, yes.

I have to help

those poor cowhands.

And I want to talk

to you, Mr. Earp.

Oh?

Ms. Laramie is

our guest, Wyatt.

She has the freedom

of the town.

I'll bring Mrs. Murdock

over to the hotel later.

Thank you.

Jails don't shock me.

And please don't

offer me your arm.

And I can't quite follow

your reasoning, Mr. Earp.

Those men are

simply misguided.

Why keep them in jail?

Attempted abduction,

wearing g*ns within

the city limits.

Well, won't you let me

sign bond for them?

That's up to the judge.

Now, won't you

please sit down?

Look, Ms. Laramie.

Women's suffrage is a

political controversy.

It's not my job

to take sides.

I'm hired

to keep order.

Oh, a wishy-washy

neutral.

No, I'm a

peace officer.

I stop fights

and try to

prevent cowhands from

interfering with you.

Now, as to this meeting

of yours tonight.

Yes?

May start a riot.

I think you oughtta change

the place of the meeting

and hold it on the other

side of town.

Oh, that's nonsense.

Wichita is a

civilized town.

Wyatt!

Wyatt, there's a big free-

for-all down at Keno Corner.

You better hurry.

g*ns?

No, just fist-fighting

Holli says.

But it could turn

into a gunfight.

Yeah.

Well, as you say,

Ms. Laramie,

Wichita is a

civilized town.

See you later.

Come on, now!

Cut it out!

What's the matter

with you guys?

[g*nsh*t]

All right!

Break it up!

Now, the next time

I catch any of you

fighting like this,

you're gonna spend

five days in jail!

Now, go on, break it up!

Go on!

Do you favor votes

for women?

Not at the moment.

How do you stand, Wyatt?

I'm lucky I'm standing

at all.

Some one person started

that uproar out there.

Yes, I think Senator

Mike Teague

has passed the word.

Teague? When did

he get back?

Last night.

I begged my wife not to hold

that meeting downtown.

Is the senator

feeling that much

against voting

for women?

If women had the vote

in Kansas,

Mike wouldn't last long

as a politician.

Crusty, middle-aged

bachelor.

His boys could

start a riot.

Sure.

I told Mrs. Murdock.

You know what

her reply was?

She said, "We hire

men to keep order."

If anything happens

at the music hall,

it'll be your fault.

Well, that's nice.

Did you speak

to Ms. Laramie

about moving

the rally?

I did. No luck.

Now, I'll go

have a talk

with the other side of

the argument, Mike Teague.

Hey, cheer up.

What do you got

to be so sad about?

I have to write

an editorial

on women's suffrage.

I thought being Marshal

of Wichita was tough.

Good luck.

And I think I may

honestly say,

I have too much respect

for the ladies,

may heaven always

bless 'em,

to have their

pure natures

trapped in the pit

of politics.

Amen, Senator.

You know, I read in

the Kansas City Star

that the strain

of voting

would be bad for

their health.

Now, what do you think

of that, Senator?

A very important point.

Who'd want his mother,

his sister or his wife

jostling among men for

a place at the polls

on election day?

We put our women

on a pedestal.

Why, gentlemen,

if we force

them to vote,

they'll be running

for office next.

Impossible, sir.

No, sir. Not impossible.

And what would

happen to the law

with women

on juries?

And women judges?

Oh, and speaking

of the law,

here's my good friend,

Marshal Earp.

Excuse me, gentlemen.

Well, Wyatt,

how are you?

Well, I'm in good

health, Senator,

but there seems

to be an epidemic

of broken heads around.

Oh, you mean this

suffragette business?

A nasty, bad thing.

I'd kind of like to

talk to you about it.

Well, certainly.

Shall we rest

ourselves, Wyatt?

Why don't we go

in the back room?

Of course.

Good idea.

Oh.

Give all the boys

a drink...

on the senator.

[cheering]

Now, look, it's my job

to head off any...

more trouble before

it gets started.

And the Douglas

Avenue crowd

would listen

to you, Senator.

It'd be a big help if you

asked the boys to cool off.

What do you say?

Wyatt, you've made

a great record here.

I'm proud of what you've

done for Wichita.

But you won't call off

the rough stuff, huh?

Oh, let's not put

it that way.

Well, how would

you put it?

I think she's after

starting a riot

so she can be

a martyr.

That's the way they put

it over in Wyoming.

Oh, you're one of

the Lord's innocents

when it comes to

politics, Wyatt.

The Laramie woman is

a female John Brown.

This is a police matter

involving the public safety.

I think you should

close the music hall.

What good would that do?

They'd just hold the meeting

out in the street.

Then arrest

the woman

and escort her to

the first train.

Are you that

afraid of her?

What?

Look, the females

have been voting

in Wyoming for

several years.

They got one of the best

territorial governments

I know about.

Ms. Laramie has made

a quick convert.

No, sir.

But I've made a

quick discovery.

It isn't just political

conscience that bothers you.

You're afraid of women

and the way

they may vote.

You been waiting

here all this time?

Yes.

Your men brought in a

dozen more cowhands.

Some of them have been

brutally treated.

Well, we didn't do it.

They got bruised up

fighting among themselves.

Well, I must take

your word for that.

I don't suppose you'll

release them without fines.

That's up to the judge.

Here's $ .

Can't I post this?

If it comes to more, you could

let me know at the hotel.

All right.

Do you want me to let

the newspaper know about it?

It might help our cause.

Mm-hmm.

I just had a talk

with Senator Teague.

Oh, him.

Oh, you know the senator.

By reputation.

He's one of our worst

enemies in Kansas.

I also had a talk

with Mr. Murdock.

We both think that

you oughtta hold

tonight's meeting on

the other side of town.

No!

All right,

then maybe I could put on

enough special deputies

to protect you.

I don't want police

protection.

That's for me to

decide, not you.

Oh,

I've found you out

at last, Marshal Earp.

You're against us.

Wait a minute,

Ms. Laramie.

All the women I know

believe in...

equal rights.

Indeed.

But they realize it's

gonna be a long fight.

Now, you think you had

a real tussle in Wyoming.

Well, the men outnumber

the women -to- there.

The politicians gave you

that vote.

Oh, no, we won it.

Only because

the men figured that

your vote wouldn't

amount to anything.

Soon, there'll be

as many women

as there are men

in Kansas.

It's a different

deal here.

And if you don't stop

behaving like a fool,

you're gonna set your

cause back years and years.

And how should

I behave?

Like a woman.

Holli, in a half-hour,

I want you and Paul

to go on over

to the music hall.

Watch that front door.

Frisk every man for g*ns,

rocks, and rotten eggs.

I'll have

the special deputies

inside and on

the back door.

They'll all be carrying

g*ns inside their coat--

Oh, hi, Mr. Murdock.

Holli.

Come talk to you, Wyatt.

Look, the special deputies

will be here any minute.

Why don't you go on

outside and meet 'em?

Okay.

Right.

Any trouble starts, I want

you to know who they are.

Right.

Yes, sir.

You don't look too happy.

What's wrong?

That Laramie woman.

She's talked the mayor

into calling off your plans.

What?

They were ashamed

to hand you this.

I do all the dirty work.

No police protection,

just two officers outside

the music hall.

Well, Jim Hope's a bust.

I'm sorry, Wyatt.

They'll all be sorry

long before that

meeting's over.

I'd be too late.

Maybe I could say I

never got this order.

Whoa, now, Wyatt.

Worst thing I can

do is fine 'em.

Well, we could

both be wrong.

What if nothing

happens at all?

We can't afford to

rile up the mayor.

Well, maybe you're right.

I'm gonna still keep

my deputies close by.

If any...trouble starts,

we can get there in time.

Maybe.

[crowd chatter]

Hey, why don't

you go home?

What's the matter

with you?

All I said was

it'd be all right

for Texas women to vote.

And I say Alabama

women can vote.

They have as much sense

as a Texas woman!

Don't you say nothin'

about Texas women.

All I've got

to say to you is...

Oh!

Get in there!

I want to--

No, no!

Why here,

hold it yourself!

Hold it.

Hold it, hold it!

Hold it!

Save your strength

for inside.

[together]

All right.

Now, go on in.

All right.

All right!

Can even have any fun.

Senator.

Just a little

argument, Wyatt.

No harm done.

What was that remark

I heard you make

about "saving strength

for inside"?

You misunderstood me.

What I said was--

My hearing's

right good, Senator.

I asked you to keep

your crowd in order.

You'd better do it.

Are you threatening me?

You can call it

anything you want.

But if there

is any trouble,

you're gonna

go to jail

along with

the rest of them.

You're working awfully

hard to lose a good job.

[crowd chatter]

Please, ladies

and gentlemen,

may I present

Ms. Joan Laramie,

the Joan of Arc

from Wyoming.

[cheering, booing]

Please, please!

I am not a monster.

[laughing]

I haven't come here

to put the people

of Wichita in a dungeon.

I have come to ask

that you set free

one half of your

own people

who are now in chains.

[cheering, booing]

Yes! Yes!

In chains!

The women of Kansas

are not free!

No woman in this

republic is free

until she has

the right to vote.

[cheering, booing]

I repeat...

no woman is free until

she has the right to vote.

[booing, scant applause]

All right!

What's the matter

with you?

Come on!

You may go on over to

Doc Verbeek's office.

Wyatt, there's a couple

of men in there

that need medical

attention.

I know it.

I'll send some

men over.

Hold still, blast you!

By rights, I oughtta

saw your leg off!

Why, Doc?

Which side you on?

Neither one.

I believe in taking the votes

away from everybody

until they prove

they got the brains

that the Good Lord

gave a goose.

Ah! Stay outside, I got

enough in here already!

It's bleeding

pretty bad, Doc.

Sit down

and wait your turn.

Why, Doc, you know me.

Sit down and shut up!

The man over here's got

a slug in his chest.

Up on the table.

Easy now.

Ooh, Senator Teague?

Yes?

Oh, it's Ms. Laramie.

Oh, please don't

try to get up.

I heard you've

been injured.

Is it very bad?

Aah, the ministering angel.

Let me see.

Oh, Doctor. Doctor!

You wait your turn.

I will not!

Give me a hand, boy.

Just hold his shoulder.

It's a big wound.

Very dangerous.

Oh, Doctor,

this won't do.

He needs some stitches.

All right, sister.

Why don't you go

and find

a needle

and a thimble?

Doctor, I am

Joan Laramie,

and this is

Senator Teague.

Yes, yes,

I know all about it.

And a fine howdy-do

you both started.

Before you know it,

they'll be bringing

Wyatt in here dead.

Let the senator bleed!

I'll be all right.

Well, uh...

A bandage is better

than a handkerchief.

Is it true that your

people started the riot?

[Senator Teague]

Well, now, I...

Don't lie to her, Mike.

He doesn't have

to lie to me.

I've made friends

of some of my

bitterest political

enemies.

I hold to my opinion.

All that talk, talk.

That's all you

keep doing

while I'm over

here working,

trying to patch

these people up,

fixing the voters so

they can go to the polls.

Say, it's getting

quiet outside.

Let me see that wound.

Aah!

You don't need

any stitches.

Get out of here.

Both of you!

I got men out in

that waiting room

that need knife

and b*llet work!

Don't tell me

they missed you.

I was lucky.

Senator, can you

walk to jail?

You're not

arresting me.

That's right, come on.

What do you--

You'd better come, too.

We're both under arrest?

That's right.

On what charge,

might I ask?

Inciting the riot.

You're right, Wyatt.

The Senator just

the same as admitted

that his crowd

started the trouble.

There's a dead man over

at the Texas hotel bar.

Come on.

Persecution.

Persecution.

Politics!

Oh, every day, it's

something new.

Talk, talk, talk.

Politics, politics,

politics.

How is he

comin' now?

Oh, boy.

Politics! Aah, hooey!

Well, Holli.

Yes, sir?

These two people will

be staying with us

until I talk

to the judge.

You can't get away

with this, Wyatt.

That's for the judge

to decide.

After you're fired,

my friends may hurt you.

Well thank you for

warning me, Senator.

If you'd, uh, like

to use my desk

to write another speech,

go right ahead.

No, thank you.

Keep the door locked

behind me.

Yes, sir.

Like some water?

Yes.

Not in that.

That fellow Earp

deserves to be fired.

He will be.

But Senator,

you said your friends

would hurt him.

You didn't mean that.

I can't control

my friends.

[sighs]

But the mayor

will release us

and the judge will

discharge Mr. Earp.

Isn't that enough?

You started this thing!

I did nothing

of the sort!

I came here to

make a speech.

On a bitterly

controversial matter.

But your friends started

the fighting.

I don't admit that.

Well, it's true

and fortunately

can be proven.

I'm sorry I tried

to make friends

with a hoodlum like you.

Calling names, now?

I've said

all I'm going to say.

Good!

This time, you may

have lost your temper

and used bad judgment.

I can't understand

why you arrested

Teague and Ms. Laramie.

You can't prove

incitement of riot

against either of them!

That's what

they did, Judge.

I agree with Wyatt.

Did Ms. Laramie incite

the audience to use force?

No, sir.

Have you any witnesses

that will swear

that Teague ordered his crowd

to break up the meeting?

No, sir.

All right,

then you'd better

release them at once

and apologize.

I'll apologize

to Ms. Laramie.

That will not

satisfy Teague,

and he's the state senator

from this district!

I don't care

who he is.

How, Wyatt?

Look, there was a

man k*lled tonight,

and a lot of

others were hurt.

Now, if you and the mayor

want me to resign,

all right, but Teague

gets no apology!

I advise you

to reconsider!

Quiet, there's been

enough trouble already.

No, let's go all

the way, I quit!

Now, Wyatt!

Now, wait a minute...

Think this over!

[Man]

Hey, Earp!

We wanna talk to you.

Come on out here.

Your friends?

I know them.

You heard me,

turn the senator loose.

Wyatt isn't here.

You men better go home.

Call to them,

tell them to stop.

He's asking for it.

Then I will.

No, wait! You

keep out of it.

Six men against one?

Is that really what

you believe in?

I'm a hoodlum,

your own words.

I got 'em covered, Wyatt.

Just give me the word

and I'll blast 'em.

Hold it!

Don't pay any attention

to this star I'm wearing.

I'm not the marshal

anymore. I quit.

That's real good news.

Hold it.

One of his deputies will

plug us in the back.

No, they won't.

Holli!

Whoever's inside there,

stay out of this!

Drop it. Don't fight.

All right, Senator.

All we wanted was to

get you out of there.

He's out.

The judge ordered

him released.

You too, Ms. Laramie.

Just like I said, Wyatt.

Come on, boys.

He saved your life.

Maybe.

You aren't really

going to quit,

are you, Mr. Earp?

It's already done.

The judge asked me

to apologize to you,

so I apologize.

Is that why you

want to quit?

No, I arrested Teague

and the judge wouldn't

back me up.

But you were wrong,

you know.

I was wrong about

the man being k*lled?

Yes, the senator was

trying to stop his men.

I was wrong

tonight, too.

And just as stubborn

about it as you are.

Oh?

I'm going to hold

another meeting,

but away from downtown.

I'm sure Senator Teague

won't object at all.

Mr. Earp, you're a brave

man and a good officer.

Won't you change

your mind and...

Wyatt, there's trouble

at Doc Verbeek's office.

Some of the cowhands that

got hurt are threatening

to start the fight

all over again.

Tell Doc I'll

be right down.

All right.

I'll see you at

the next meeting.

And you know I

really do favor

votes for women.

♪ Well he cleaned up

the country ♪

♪ The old Wild West country

♪ He made law

and order prevail ♪

♪ And none can deny it

♪ The legend of Wyatt

♪ Forever will live

on the trail ♪

♪ Wyatt Earp,

Wyatt Earp ♪

♪ Brave, courageous

and bold ♪

♪ Long live his fame

♪ And long live

his glory ♪

♪ And long may

his story be told ♪

♪ Wyatt Earp,

Wyatt Earp ♪

♪ Brave, courageous

and bold ♪

♪ Long live his fame

♪ And long live his glory

♪ And long may

his story be told ♪

♪ Long may his story

♪ Be

♪ Told