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United States Marshal, the first man they look for and the last they want to meet. It's
a chance a job and it makes a man watchful and a little lonely.
Hey, Mr. Dillon. Yeah, what Chester? Ain't that Doc's buggy sitting out by Joe Crumley's
shack there? Huh? Yeah, must be. Masters like them couldn't afford a buggy. No. That is.
Yeah, let's stop and see what's going on. All right, sir. I bet old Doc will be surprised
to see us way out here. Yeah, it's not much of a place Crumley's got there, is it? I'm
sure. My, he better quit, if you ask me. Now, let's time the buggy, Chester. All right,
sir. Who's that out there? That's Matt Dillon, Miss Crumley. Hello, Marshal. Ma'am. Matt.
Hi, Doc. Chester. Hello, Doc. We, uh, we were on our way to Fort Lauderdale and we saw Doc's
buggy, so we thought we'd stop and say hello. How you doing, ma'am? Chester. Matt, your
husband sick, Miss Crumley? No. No, Marshal. He died, Matt. Oh, sorry to hear that, ma'am.
Doc done all he could. Just weren't no use. I might as well not have come. I couldn't
do a thing for him. No, Doc, don't say that. You've been up 24 hours trying to save him.
It's not time that saves a patient, Mrs. Crumley. It's knowledge. Knowledge I don't have. You
know what? There is no Doc. Nobody knows more. Their husband's dead, Mrs. Crumley. I wanted
to save him. You tried. Uh, what are you going to do now, ma'am? Can't we help you in any
way? Thank you, Marshal. There's nothing. With Joe gone, I can't stay here. I reckon
in a day or so, I'll, I'll pack up and move on. I, I don't know where I'll go. I've got
no place to... Excuse me, I've got to get inside. Oh, my. Now, that poor lady. He didn't
have to die. It's not your fault, Doc. Well, then whose fault is it, I'd like to know?
Now, Doc, you're not making sense. It's being a doctor that doesn't make sense. Spending
my life trying to look into the faces of people like Mrs. Crumley and having to listen to them
thank me for letting their people die. Oh, I'm sick. You need a drink. I know what I
need. Why don't you leave me alone? Get your horses off my buggy and go on up to Launard
or wherever you're headed for. All right. Yeah, sure, Doc. Come on, Chester.
Matt? Yeah, Doc. How long you gonna be going, Matt? No, maybe a week. When you get back
to Dodge, I'll buy you a drink. Thanks, Doc. If I'm still there. Come on, girl.
My name is Bachelmarchal. Jameson Bachel. Well, how do you do, sir? This is Chester
Proutford. Chester? How do you do? I came by before, Marshal, but your office was locked
up. Well, we've been away. We just got back. What can I do for you, Mr. Bachelmarchal?
Why, nothing, sir. Only wanted to meet you. I've met most everybody in Dodge by now. I've
been getting acquainted. You know how it is when you move to a new town. You gone in a
business of some kind? Well, not exactly, Marshal. I'm a professional man. Oh, well,
what? What? That is, I'm a doctor, Chester. I know. Well, we've got a doctor. Yes, indeed.
Well, gentlemen, it's been a pleasure meeting you both, and I'm sure we'll be good friends.
I would admire to buy you both a drink next time we meet. Good day, gentlemen. Good day,
Dr. Bachelm. You know, it's a funny thing, Chester. What? Doc said he'd buy me a drink when I got
back. He did? Yeah. If he's still here, he said.
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Mr. Dome? Yeah, Chester? You want to stop in Delmonico's for a cup of coffee? All right.
Hey, look, Mr. Dome. What? Over yonder. It's Doc, by the window there. Well, he hasn't left.
No, sir. Hey, there's Miss Key. Right there in the back there, see? Oh, well, I'll go say hello to her,
Chester. You go sit with Doc. I'll join you in a couple of minutes. All right.
Well, hello, Matt. Hello, Kitty. Sit down. Oh, thank you. Good to see you back. How are you, Kitty?
Well, I'm all right, but I'm the only one. Oh, what do you mean? I mean Doc. He's acting like a bear.
Oh? I asked him to sit with me when he came in, but he just grumbled something about not being
fit company for anybody. And he went over there and sat all by himself. You know, he's been like that
for a week. Yeah, he took Joe Crumley's dying pretty hard, Kitty. Well, that's just part of it, Matt.
Oh? This new doctor, Betel, ever since he came, Doc's been getting grumpier.
Maybe he's been losing patience for Betel.
Ah, Doc's never had any competition before.
He's got it now. Look. What? Betel. Oh, yeah. Now what's he up to? You know, he better stay away
from Doc if he knows what's good for him. Maybe he's only trying to be friendly.
I don't want to talk to you about any of this. There's going to be a fight in a minute, Matt.
Yeah, I better go see what this is all about. Let me know if you find out. Yeah, I will.
You should explain my position if you will. Ed, listen to me for a minute. Instead of howling all the time.
Maybe I'll start carrying a gun, Betel. Hello, Doc. Matt. Hello there, Marshal.
Sit down, Betel. Thank you, sir. I was about to.
Just what are you butting in on this format? Why don't you go rest some
drunks and do what you're supposed to be doing? It's good to see you, Doc.
Now it is. Hey, Doc. There's Jake Worth out there. He's beckoning to you.
Why don't you go see what he wants, Chester? Yes, sir.
Who is Jake Worth? I don't think I've met him.
Ah, Jack's a rancher. One of the biggest in the country.
Yes, you ought to meet him, Betel. Yes, he's worth a lot of money.
Oh, now, Doc, there's enough here for both of us. He just won't be reasonable, Mark.
Reasonable. About what, Betel?
About my practicing here. I don't see why we should be in competition, do you?
Now, if there are two doctors in the place, I guess they're bound to be in competition.
Oh, two doctors. Now, wait just a moment. Everybody I've talked to admits there's more work here than one man can handle.
Now, I guess that's true in a doctor. Oh, sure it is. That's true.
Why, of course it is. I've already got some patients. Now, my idea is to split the practice
in a friendly way and then really go to work. We still have more than either of us could do.
Tell him the rest, Betel. Oh, yes, tell him the real idea.
Well, sir, since we will be giving people better care and all, it's only fair we get paid more for it.
What do you mean? He wants me to agree to a raise in fees,
Matt. Yes, a raise. He wants to make a lot of money. Everybody pays more than they can afford,
or they stay sick, according to him. Well, now why shouldn't they pay more?
Weird you get the idea that being a doctor is like running a business.
There's nothing wrong with a doctor making a living, is there?
You haven't even proved to me that you are a doctor, Betel.
Are you going to start that again? He's one of these bleeding blister men, Matt.
That's all he knows. Now, Dr. Adams, I am a patient man, but I've got my limits.
Now, you watch what you're telling everybody about me, or there's going to be some trouble.
Are you threatening me? Well, I'm just not going to stand for any more of your talk.
Well, what are you going to do about it then? I'm going to insist on it.
Doc, yes, what is it just that Jake Worthett brought his boy to see you?
Jake? Which boy?
Billy. You know, Doc, the puny, sickly one. Jake says he's getting worse. He's took to having fits lately.
He's got him in a wagon outside. All right, Chester. I think I'll go with you, Doc.
You'll be a better company than staying here. You're jealous, Adams. You're jealous. And what's more, you're greedy.
That's enough, Betel. Why, sure, you're on his side, Marshal, but I don't care.
I've already got quite a few folks on my side. Any scoundrel can fool people for a little while.
You coming, Matt? Yeah.
You're being pretty hard on him, Doc. Not hard enough.
Doc, over here.
Hello, Jake. Hello, Doc. Marshal?
How are you, Jake? I just couldn't leave him here alone, Doc. I never know when he'll be back.
I just couldn't leave him here alone, Doc. I never know when he's gonna have one of them fits again.
They come on terrible sudden. I got him in the back of the wagon here.
Wait a minute, Jake.
What's the matter, Doc?
I might as well tell you now. There's no use my even looking at your boy.
What?
The way he fits and the way your boy is. I don't know anything to do for him.
But you gotta do something.
I'm sorry, Jake. I'm real sorry.
Maybe I can do something, Mr. Worth.
Who are you?
My name is Betel. Jameson Betel. I'm the new doctor.
Oh, sure. I've heard about you.
Oh, and I don't listen to him, Jake. You can't help your boy anymore.
Doc Adams is a little old-fashioned, Mr. Worth. I can tell you there's always something that can be done for any patient.
Oh, that's a lie.
Let him talk, Doc. At least he's willing to try.
There's nothing to try. I tell you, medicine doesn't understand cases like your boy yet.
You're jealous of Dr. Betel, ain't you?
Oh, my jealous.
Well, that's what I've heard folks saying. I didn't believe it at first, but I do now.
Jake, I've heard all I need to know about Betel's doctoring around here, and I don't think he should be practicing at all.
I told you to stop saying that.
I won't let him talk.
Well, I don't want to hear no more talk.
No wonder so many folks are turning away from you, Doc. They need somebody who will help them, that's why.
You think bleeding your boy is going to help him?
There's other ways to treat him besides bleeding.
Like what?
Well, if you don't happen to know why...
Come on, Dr. Betel. Get to work on the boy.
Why, certainly, Mr. Worth. Perhaps it would be better if you would drive him home first. I'll get my horse and follow.
What do you say, Doctor?
Matt?
Yeah, Doc?
I'm going to take down my shingle, and I mean it this time.
Oh, now, Doc, you can't do that.
Just come and watch.
Once Doc made up his mind about something, there was no talking him out of it.
He took down his shingle all right, but nobody seemed to care much.
So two days later, when Betel nearly doubled his fees, then everybody blamed it on Doc somehow, and got mad at him.
But that didn't bother Doc. He started going to bed early and sleeping late for a change.
And most of his time was spent in my office playing penny-anny poker with Chester.
He wouldn't even talk about it. Until the day I heard something I thought might rouse him, I went back to tell him about it.
I'd ask when to carry out things just to make me some spirit sometimes.
Mr. Dillon, you are getting this game. This is the easiest money I ever made.
So I'll get it back, Chester, the whole ninety cents.
Doc.
Yes, Matt.
You know, old Miss Cullen.
Mrs. Cullen? Well, I ought to. I brought her back to life half a dozen times.
Or you won't have to anymore, Doc.
What happened?
She died about noon today.
She did?
Dr. Betchel decided a good bleeding was what she needed.
Bleeding? That poor old lady.
Yeah, her boy told me.
No wonder she died. She couldn't stand that. Why didn't she send for me?
Well, maybe she'd heard that you'd quit, Doc.
I'd have gone if she'd wanted me. The only reason I quit is for people to find out in a hurry what kind of a doctor this Betchel is.
It'd take him twice as long if I was still on the job. And the sooner they find out, the less harm he'll be able to do.
What about Miss Cullen?
Oh, she was ninety years old, Matt. Betchel killed her all right, but she couldn't have lived much longer anyway.
Maybe her death will save lives in the long run. I don't know.
Yeah, I guess you're right, Doc. I hadn't thought about it that way.
I'm going to go with the alfaganser and have me a drink. Anybody want to join me?
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You buying, Doc?
Oh, yes, I'm buying, Justice.
You know, a man who isn't working shouldn't be spending money, Doc.
Can't think of a better time to spend it.
How are you, Doc?
How are you, Sam?
What let me, gentlemen?
Shot of rye and a glass of beer all around, Sam.
Sure, Doc.
Oh, Sam, by the way, how's your back?
Oh, why, I haven't noticed it so much lately.
Well, I told you it might go away by itself.
Well, you said there was nothing you could do for it, so I went to see Dr. Bachel.
Oh, yeah, I suppose he fixed it.
He told me to mix some cold water and vinegar and salt and rub it with that.
Vinegar?
I've also been taking unicorn root and cayenne pepper.
Well, you're a strong man if that hasn't ruined you.
Well, it made me too sick.
I can't feel my back no more.
Doc, I shouldn't have gone to him.
That ain't no way to treat anything.
I'll get you your drink now.
Now, Doc, there's one man who's found out.
One isn't enough, Doc.
Hello, Jake.
You gotta come out to the ranch, Doc.
You gotta come out now.
Why? What's wrong?
It's the boy, Billy.
Oh.
Well, I can't go, Jake.
Of course you can.
It's not my case.
I told Dr. Bachel not to come back no more.
I told him on my way in here.
I guess you didn't make it too clear, Jake.
What?
I might have known that this was what you had in mind.
What are you doing here?
You're after Dr. Adams to take care of Billy.
I sure am.
Well, he's not going to do it.
Why don't you tell me what I'm going to do?
I bet you'll have to what you've done to that boy.
It's a wonder he's still alive.
I should have stopped you right off.
What did he do, Jake?
I'll tell you what he did, Marshal.
When it got real cold at night, he took the boy's clothes off
and made him go outside and lay on some sacks.
And then he threw buckets of ice-cold spring water
and kept it up until Billy was hollering and screaming.
Finally made him quit.
And that boy's real sick now.
But I bet you ain't going to get nowhere near him again.
If you would have let me finish the treatment, he'd been all right.
Finish the treatment?
If he'd let you finish the treatment,
that boy would have died of pneumonia.
Adams, you talk any more, I'm just going to tear you open.
No, you're not, Bachel.
Oh, let him fight his own fights, Marshal.
No, I won't let him.
Doc's too valuable a man to get busted up in a brawl.
By golly, the Marshal's right. I'll stand up for him, too.
You're just a fool, Jake.
Get out of the way.
You're coming with me, Doc?
On one condition.
What?
That Bachel leaves town.
Why, you...
All right, hold it, Bachel.
I don't know how you got started in this business.
Probably in a medicine show. It's happened before.
But you're a fraud.
You're the most obvious fraud I ever saw.
I won't stand for your posing as a doctor anymore.
Not around here, I won't.
You've done all the harm you're going to do.
I'm with you there, Doc.
I said, I'll tear you open, Adam.
Don't try it, Bachel.
Sit down, Mr. Dillon.
I'm out of the known, a doctor would be carrying a knife.
He ain't no more doctor than I am.
Chester.
Yes, sir?
When he comes to lock him up, we'll throw him on the first stage, leaving Dodge.
I'll do it with pleasure, Mr. Dillon.
Will you come now, Doc?
You understand, Jake.
I can't cure your boy's fits.
I should have listened to you in the first place, Doc.
There are a lot of people who should have, Jake.
That's true, Marshall.
Will you come, Doc?
You can keep those drinks, Sam.
I don't have time to waste in here anymore.
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