02x01 - Wichita Is Civilized

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♪ Wyatt Earp,

Wyatt Earp ♪

♪ Brave, courageous

and bold ♪

♪ Long live his fame

♪ And long live his glory

♪ And long may his

story be told ♪

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[Narrator]

Wild and woolly

Wichita died hard.

In the spring of ,

Marshal Wyatt Earp

believed the town

was civilized at last.

If he could get by

one more cattle drive,

the cowhands would

move on to Dodge City

which was the new

Gomorrah of the plains.

But Wyatt discounted

too much the forces

of cowhand hatred

and vengeance.

A lot of men

whom Wyatt

had buffaloed or

thrown into jail

were determined to have

one last fling in Wichita

come rain or snow.

Here, I'll help

you with that.

Now push!

Hard.

Good.

You try.

How do they feel,

Mr. Earp?

Too tired,

they pinch?

No, that isn't it.

It's just that...

it's the first time I've

had on any walking shoes.

I guess...that's why they

just don't fit right.

But you need walking

shoes, Mr. Earp.

When you're

on horseback,

the boots, sure.

But the town

is so quiet,

you walk the streets

like a big-city cop.

[laughs]

Yeah, I know, Tommy.

Well, it's the end

of something.

The end of all of

the bad old days.

Imagine me

pounding a beat.

You should be happy

and proud, Mr. Earp.

Wichita

is now civilized,

and you did it

with fists and

g*ns and brains.

I just helped

the folks out a bit.

But mostly, they

did it themselves,

by insisting on

a peace--

[g*nsh*t]

Take care of my boots.

Don't lose your

temper, all right?

Don't lose your temper!

I ain't mad, hon!

I'm gonna start hitting

'em pretty soon!

No! No, Artie, please!

Stop it! You don't know

what you're doing!

If Orry loses

his temper--

Break it up!

Break it up!

Break it up!

Why don't you fight

your own fight?

Oh, Matthew!

Stop it, Orry!

Put him down!

Throw him out the door!

Put him down, I said!

All right, hon.

I only lost my temper

for just a second, hon.

You want me to arrest

him, Mr. Taylor?

No, he doesn't.

Get out of here,

all of you.

That means you,

too, Mr. Earp.

Oh, Mildred don't mean

that. You can stay.

He's the law, and we make

friends with the law.

Ain't that what

you told me, hon?

The law, yes,

but not Mr. Earp.

I'm sorry, but his

cousins don't like you.

Ooh, that's a secret.

It's all right, I know

who your cousins are.

You do?

Mm-hmm.

Mannon Clements,

Joe and Gyp Clements,

John Wesley Hardin,

among others.

Doggone it, hon.

And you ran

Mannon Clements

and Wes Hardin

out of Wichita.

Well, the fat's

in the fire, Orry.

I guess we have

to leave town.

Excuse me, that dinner

roast of mine will burn.

Excuse me.

Why do you think

you're...

gonna have to leave

town, Mrs. Taylor?

You've started an

honest business.

You've got a right

nice place here.

Thanks.

Look, I'm not gonna

tell anybody

about your family

connections

if that's

what's worrying you.

The word will

get out somehow.

And what if it does?

Orry's a Clements.

I got him away

from them,

but once folks know

who we are,

there will be trouble.

Once a Clements, always

a Clements, I reckon.

How'd you find out?

Your father wrote me.

Oh.

He wanted me to run

Orry out of town.

That sounds like Papa.

Well, why didn't you

order us to leave?

Well, what he wants doesn't

make any difference to me.

Besides, folks

can't always choose

their relatives

on either side.

Now, you and Orry

are welcome to stay

here in Wichita

as long as you obey

the city ordinances.

That's mighty

decent of you.

How come the Clements

talk so mean?

Well, I don't talk

mean, honey.

I like Mr. Earp

real good.

You know that roast of

mine ain't even singed?

Well, I'm glad

to hear that.

Maybe I'll stop

back for supper.

Say, you'll

be our guest.

What I mean is

Mildred and me

won't charge

you nothing.

No, no, there was

a fight at lunch,

and there'll be another

row at dinner.

Some cowhand won't like

the way Orry cooks

or he'll get fresh

with me

and Orry will lose his

temper, and then...

No, I won't, hon.

I promised her if

she'd marry me, I--

well, there wouldn't

be any more killings.

I don't

even keep a g*n.

Well, you stick

to that, Mr. Taylor.

We're all trying

to have a...

law-abiding town

here in Wichita.

Yeah, that's

what we heard.

I give you my promise

you'll get police protection.

You're gonna surround

this place with deputies?

No, just myself.

I'll stay out there

in the kitchen

where I won't

be too obvious.

I'll see you all later.

Oh, honey, Mr. Earp

means it!

Just think, I'll never

have to lose my

temper again.

You call this

good chow?

It's hog slop!

Put that down.

Now, who threw that?

I said, who threw it?

Well, I got my supper.

Well, you get a mop

and clean that up!

Loser, I'll use

your head for a mop!

[Mildred]

Now, Orry!

Ooh, it's all

right, hon.

It's no temper.

Orry!

Yes, sir?

I'll have roast beef.

Medium rare.

Yes, Mr. Earp.

Now, let's all sit down and

have a nice, quiet dinner.

Shall we?

Can I have

a dust pan, please?

Who's he?

I don't know,

he's one of a bunch

of drunken cowhands

creating a disturbance

outside of that

new cafe.

It was pretty early

in the morning.

They were all standing

out in front shouting

at Orry Taylor

to come on out

and feed 'em

breakfast.

I just locked

the rest of 'em up.

Any of 'em

packing g*ns?

Yeah, this one was.

That's why I kept

him out here.

I thought maybe you might

want to talk to him.

Well...

Just book him on

peace disturbance,

threatening with

a deadly weapon...

Drunk in the streets.

All right. Come on.

Inside, come on.

Come on!

I don't know why

you're taking up

for these Clements.

Orry and Mildred

aren't Clements.

They're trouble, Wyatt.

Why should they be?

She broke with her own

father to marry him,

and Orry wants to run

an honest business.

What's wrong with that?

Romantically, nothing.

But practically,

it's stirring up

a hornet's nest.

Why not let me print the fact

that the Taylors are related

to Mannon Clements?

I'd just as soon you

wouldn't, that's all.

It'd stop the trouble

in that cafe right quick

if the cowhand showoffs knew

who they were fooling with.

What are you trying

to prove, Wyatt?

I'm trying to prove

it's a new Wichita.

What?

Oh, you know Taylor could

keep order all by himself.

He's strong enough to break

the average man in half,

and if he wanted a

g*n, he'd go get it.

But that was the old

Wichita, Mr. Murdock.

Well, sure, Wyatt,

but this is different.

It's different.

Look, we all worked hard

to build a police force,

to convince the town

that the man no longer

has to protect

his own life and property.

The police force will

do it for him!

Now, if that doesn't

hold for Orry Taylor,

then we have nothing,

we failed!

If we admit that, then

Wichita's gonna slide

right back where

Dodge City is now.

Wyatt, there's more trouble

down at that new cafe.

What's wrong now?

I don't know, but

the woman sent word

for you to get down

there right away.

I'll see you later.

Get a shotgun.

You let that

man out, Orry.

He'll smother in there!

No, Mr. Earp's gonna

settle this.

He can't settle it.

The madder you

make that man,

the more apt he

is to talk.

Can't you see that,

you big stupid?

I don't care if

he talks, honey.

He threatened you!

He's just a town tough.

He can't do...

[knocking]

Orry put a man

in the closet.

He's gotta let him out

before he smothers.

Who started the row?

He called us

"Clementses."

He's sore at my

cousin Mannon.

Well, let him out,

Mr. Taylor.

But he said

he'd g*n me.

And he said he'd

g*n Mildred, too.

Let him out.

Okay, if you say so.

Take it easy, you'll

be all right, Jack.

[Mildred]

You know him?

Jack Minto, I've had him

in jail a couple of times.

Since when do you

pal up with...

Clementses?

You'd better stop that.

Now, Orry!

You own a piece of

this joint, Marshal?

That's why you're giving

'em personal protection?

Right now,

I'm protecting you.

From what?

Ptomaine poison?

Now, look, you'd better

get out of here

and stay out!

I ain't scared of him

or any of his

murdering cousins!

Take it easy.

I swore I'd get

Mannon Clements.

Any Clements will do.

But--

He threatened us again!

Now, just take

it easy, Orry.

Sit down.

Who is he?

He's a faro dealer

and guard over

at the Oriental.

Why is he so sore

at Cousin Mannon?

[sighs]

Well, when he gets drunk,

he'll tell anybody

that listens to him

that Mannon

k*lled his brother.

Is that true?

I don't know.

But I never k*lled

nobody.

Why don't he

go after Mannon?

He's scared to,

I think.

Aw, it's no use, Orry.

We can't stay here.

We'll have to sell out

and move further west.

Guess so, hon, but it

don't seem hardly fair.

Why can't a man

live in peace?

I like to keep good

control of my temper.

I like to cook things

real nice,

and watch folks sit down

and enjoy themselves.

Eat all friendly-like.

Mr. Earp, why can't

a man do that?

He can, Orry.

No, he can't.

Now, look, don't worry.

I'll run Minto

out of town.

Now you two go on, prepare

lunch for your customers.

Hold it.

Stay here.

Your time's up, Minto.

What?

I'm doing you a favor.

You better

get out of town

if you want

to stay healthy.

You can't scare me.

How much is that big idiot

paying you to protect him?

Tired of living?

You go against Orry

with a g*n,

he'll break it

over your head.

Sure. He stops b*ll*ts

with his wife.

Now, look.

I don't want to see you

in this town six hours from now.

If I do, it's going to take

all the splint stock

that we can find

to prop you up.

[Morse code tapping]

Sorry I'm late, but

the new walking shoes

pinched me so bad, why,

had to put

my old boots back on.

Mm. What do you make

of this, Wyatt?

Do you think

Shanghai's having

a little joke with us?

No. I figured the cowhands

would want to have

one last swing.

Good-bye, Wichita,

hello, Dodge?

Yeah. But the Shanghai says

that, if nothing happens

to make 'em sore, why,

they'll behave all right.

Something always happens

to rile the cowhands.

Shouldn't you swear in

some extra deputies?

Nope.

Well.

Yeah. I remember.

This is the New Wichita!

That's right.

Wyatt, I've been

your friend a long time.

Best friend I got

in Wichita.

I'd like to speak honestly.

As a friend

and a newspaperman.

There'll always

be trouble here.

Cowhands hate you,

and they hate Wichita

for keeping you in office.

They just don't realize,

or won't,

that you're not

a k*lling marshal.

Well, I get offers every day

from Mayor Hoover in Dodge.

You're not leaving?

Well, that wouldn't

end the trouble.

Cowhands would

still hate Wichita.

I'll tell you,

Mr. Murdock,

nothing stays the same.

The cattle-shipping business

has moved on to Dodge,

as far as this town--

Marshall Earp! Thank heaven.

Minto's hiding in an alley in

back of our place with a g*n.

Minto? I told him

to get out of town.

Oh, hurry. Orry might

lose his temper,

and then anything

could happen.

I'm gonna wring your neck!

[screams]

Till you're knocked out--

[groans, sighs]

Stop it, Orry!

Let go!

No!

Orry!

Did that man--

No.

I had to hit him.

He wouldn't let go.

Orry k*lled Minto.

He had a g*n.

It was self-defense.

But he hadn't

drawn the g*n.

Are you gonna

arrest Orry?

I thought you were

our friend.

- Now, look, Mrs. Taylor.

- Don't give me that law talk.

I'm going straight

to Cousin Mannon.

- There's no need of that.

- Yes, there is.

You Wichita townies are

all against the Clements.

Oh, come on, hon.

It'll be all right.

Cousin Mannon will

come and get you out.

That's for the judge

to decide.

Come on, Orry.

Come on.

You looking for someone?

I'm Mannon's Cousin Mildred.

Where will I find him?

Right over there.

[clicks tongue]

Over there.

You alone?

Yes.

I know you don't

like me, but...

Orry's in bad trouble.

How bad?

He k*lled a man.

Wyatt Earp

put him in jail.

Well, I'll be--

He'd only do that

if he lost his temper.

Minto was after Orry

with a g*n.

It was self-defense,

Cousin Mannon.

Always a maverick.

Turned on his family.

Married you.

Well, he's still

your cousin.

You're not gonna let those

Wichita townies lynch him!

Are you sure that's

what they aim to do?

Of course they do.

Earp pretended to be

our friend,

and then he said that

Minto hadn't drawn his g*n,

and he took Orry

for m*rder.

Will you aim to stand by

while they lynch

your own blood cousin?

Well, no, don't reckon

I could do that.

Well, what are

you gonna do?

Bustin' Orry out

of that Wichita jail

is not going to be

any picnic.

I'll have to get

a lot of boys.

Y-You will come

and save him?

Well, not

on your account.

Now, you get along

back to Wichita.

Yes, Cousin Mannon.

[horse snorting]

[chattering]

Wyatt.

Hi.

You here all alone?

Yeah.

Where are all

your deputies?

Down at the edge of town,

waiting for Mannon Clements.

What about that

l*nch m*b out there?

Don't worry about them.

They won't start anything

till they see what

Judge Jewett does in court.

And what are

you going to do?

Tell the truth.

What's that? Taylor m*rder*d

the man, didn't he?

Nope.

Wyatt, for heaven's sake,

he's a Clements.

Doc Verbeek tells me

it was the most

brutal k*lling

he'd ever worked on.

I know, I know.

Come on, let's go to court.

Listen, Wyatt, the whole

town's up in arms about this.

You can't afford to side

with a Clements.

With the cowhand faction?

I know I can't. But I can

afford to tell the truth.

Come on.

[Judge]

Proceed with your

testimony, Mr. Taylor.

[Orry] Uh-- When I saw him

waiting for me in the alley,

I kinda lost my temper.

Hello, Mildred.

That's my wife

who just come in.

She always warned me

not to do it.

Not to k*ll

Jack Minto?

Oh, no, sir.

Not to lose my temper.

Oh. Is that

all you have to say?

I reckon it is.

You may step down.

Thank you, Judge.

[Judge]

Marshall Earp?

Yes, sir.

You go ahead and

lie about us,

and see how much

good it'll do you.

[banging gavel]

Order.

Quiet, young woman.

Proceed, Marshall Earp.

Well, I haven't got

too much time, Your Honor.

There's a lynch party outside,

and I think Mannon Clements

is on his way here

with a g*ng of cowhands.

Does that disturb

you, Marshall?

No, sir.

Good. Then I think

we have time

for you to tell

the court the whole truth.

Well, sir,

in the first place,

I can verify everything

that Orry Taylor testified to.

Minto did threaten

to k*ll Orry. I was there.

So I ordered Minto

to leave town.

Mildred says to hurry.

Wyatt Earp's gonna

lie in court,

and the townies are

all set to hang Orry

after the judge

sentences him.

How much time we got?

Not more than half an hour.

Give 'em the spurs.

And I think the only question

this court has to decide

is whether Orry

had to k*ll Minto.

And what is your own

opinion, Marshall Earp?

Well, sir,

physically speaking,

Orry did have the jump

on Minto, and...

could have disarmed him.

But mentally speaking,

Orry was in fear of his life.

I don't think

the law can ask

a fearful and angry man

like Orry to exercise

calm judgment

in a situation like that.

My opinion is that

Orry be found guilty

of manslaughter,

and because of

extenuating circumstances,

be given

a suspended sentence.

[grumbling]

[gavel pounding]

Order!

This court agrees

with Marshall Earp,

and sentences the defendant

to one year in jail.

And the sentence

is hereby suspended.

Judge, does that mean

I don't have to go to jail?

That's right.

But I think Marshall Earp

wants to keep you

in protective custody

for a short time.

I think that would

be better, sir.

Take Mr. Taylor

back to jail?

Mildred--

Court's adjourned.

[crowd grumbling]

They're taking him

to the jail.

Let's get over there.

Hold it!

I thought you men

wanted a civilized town.

You got one, whether

you want it or not.

And maybe you're

the last of the old

Wichita Wild and Woolies.

Maybe you'd rather die

that act decent.

All right. All of you

in favor of dying--

make your play.

Only a handful.

I said the whole town

would be after Taylor.

Wichita has changed,

Mr. Murdock.

I doubt if Mannon Clements

has changed very much.

Why not turn Taylor loose?

That'd satisfy Clements.

No. Mannon would just

think I was doing that

because I was

afraid of him.

I'm going to go meet him.

You want a fight?

No, I want peace,

Mr. Murdock.

Sometimes you can talk folks

into being civilized.

Other times you got

to use a g*n.

I'll pick one up.

All set?

Yeah.

Shotguns loaded.

Keep an eye out.

Wyatt, I may have

done wrong,

but I let

Mrs. Taylor through.

How long ago was that?

minutes or so.

She wouldn't say what

her business was,

or where she was going.

She's probably gone

to tell Mannon

that we're keeping

Orry in jail.

He's not gonna like that.

We did that

for Orry's own good.

You try and argue that

with Mannon.

I'm going to talk with this.

Wyatt, here they come!

[g*ns click]

All right, everybody keep down!

Don't start anything

until they do.

[chattering]

She says

you told the truth.

I always try to do that.

She says you stood off

a lynch party.

You aim to turn Cousin

Orry loose from jail.

That's right.

The judge and

you Wichita folks

really gave one of us

Clementses a fair trial?

Yes, they did,

Cousin Mannon.

Well, I'm mighty

thankful to you, Mr. Earp.

You're welcome.

Me and the boys, we, uh--

We left our weapons

back yonder.

You reckon it's all right

for us to come into Wichita?

Yep.

I don't suppose you'd

take a bite to eat

with us, over at

the Texas hotel.

Well, thank you, Mannon.

I'd like to do that.

Mrs. Taylor,

I'm sure that invitation

includes you

and Cousin Orry.

Well, I--

It's a family affair.

You're kinfolk.

Does seem like there's

something more I could do.

There is. You can tell

the cow camps

that Wichita wants peace.

They'd listen

to you, Mannon.

I'll do that, Mr. Earp.

[Wyatt]

All right, everybody,

grab a box.

Move 'em out of the way.

[Mannon]

Mighty nice of you, Mr. Earp.

How was dinner?

Ah--

How was Mannon?

Roast beef.

Hmm?

He said he'd pass

the word.

He's got cousins,

and they in turn

will pass the word.

Well, Wyatt, I guess you

can move on to Dodge City

with a clear conscience.

He said he couldn't

guarantee that they'd listen,

but if they didn't

listen, he'd g*n 'em.

Well, that's one way

to have peace.

Yup.

[laughing]

♪ [vocalizing]

♪ 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 ♪

♪ Long may his story

♪ Be

♪ Told

♪ [humming]