The Life and Legend of Wyatt Earp

For many months, Wyatt Earp,

as Marshal of Wichita, Kansas,

had managed to stay clear

of feminine entanglement.

This took some doing, since numerous young women

set their caps for the handsome Mr. Earp.

But Miss Mamie Perkins,

a church organist, had that mysterious charm

which appealed mightily to Marshal Earp,

and almost succeeded in proving the frontier adage which stated,

"For most men, women are slow.

"But to a peace officer,

they can be quick death."

And stay inside the city limits.

Don't cross the city limits, boys.

I don't aim having any trouble with Earp.

All right, Cannerly,

come on out and face the music!

Go on back to camp.

I don't wanna have to shoot anymore of ya.

Let's get him now, Fog. No, wait a minute.

You can't hide in Wichita forever, George.

And when you do come out,

we'll be watching every road.

I ain't ridin' with the Fog MacMurray crowd no more.

If you wanna go on living, Fog,

you and the boys better hit the trail.

Now, get going!

We got him holed up.

And when he does come out, we'll kill him.

And that'll keep Earp and his deputies

from getting after us.

Let's get back to camp. Come on.

I missed you at church this morning.

I had a little trouble down at Denver Jones'.

Oh, I was wondering about the guns.

- Was anybody hurt? - No.

Now, just look.

I walked all the way downtown with you.

Exercise is good for you, Miss Mamie.

Oh, but I should be home

helping Mama fix Sunday dinner.

Now, how come you spend so much time on me?

Is there something you need my help to handle?

A favor you wanna ask me?

Certainly not.

How can you think so cynically of me?

Miss Mamie, I...

I am a little bit in love with you.

No, you're not.

Yes, I am.

If something's worrying ya,

why don't you tell me? Maybe I can help.

You're sweet.

And I'm just a wretched little fraud.

- Miss Mamie... - No.

Just try and forgive me.

Wyatt, can I talk to you a minute?

Huh?

Can I talk to you a minute?

Yeah.

Well, what's up?

I've been worried about you.

Aw, please. No brotherly lectures, huh.

Can we just call it brotherly advice?

Sit down.

I've lived in Wichita a long time.

I know Mamie Perkins and her folks.

Look, it's not that serious.

Yes, it is.

I wish you'd stop seeing her, Wyatt.

Why?

I... I can't tell you.

It wouldn't be fair to Mamie.

Perhaps what happened a couple of years ago

is over and done with.

What are you trying to tell me?

It's... It's nothing disgraceful.

She's a real fine girl.

It's just that...

Well, if you've made up your mind to marry her

and she's willing, no problem.

You'll have my blessings.

Is that the way it's gonna turn out?

Mamie is not in love with me.

Then, I'm right.

There's another man.

Is that what you're trying to say?

Well, come on. Come on, tell me.

I'm Marsh Murdock, a newspaper man, remember?

Now, what's that got to do

with the price of apples?

Well, I'm something like a lawyer, a doctor.

I'm told things in confidence

that I can't repeat.

Not even to my best friend.

Oh.

All I ask is that

you stop seeing Mamie. I think it's good advice.

Well, I think it's good advice, too.

Uh, but I can't take it.

You mean you still hope

that she might change her mind?

No, but I'm still fond of Mamie,

and she's in some kind of trouble.

And seeing as you won't tell me what it is,

I'm gonna keep on trying to persuade her to tell me.

That's plain, blind stubbornness.

You're right. Where's your pride?

The whole town's whispering

about you and Mamie.

Well, tell them not to whisper.

They should speak up.

Now look, Wyatt.

You could marry a half a dozen girls

just as pretty...

Several of 'em are ready to fall in love

with you for keeps.

Really think so? Sure.

Aw. Yeah, sure, sure.

Yeah, well right now, I am interested in Mamie.

All right, be stubborn.

You're the one who'll get hurt.

You oughta have that thick skull cracked open.

Your brain needs air or something.

Howdy, Uncle Tad.

Why, George, bless my soul.

You old rascal. You don't look a day older.

Oh, quit blarneying me.

Where you been keeping yourself, George?

Oh, I've been battin' around.

Say, uh, fix me up with a room, huh?

Oh, and I'm thirsty. I'm heading for the bar.

Wait a second, son.

You gotta check your guns on the rack yonder.

Marshal Earp is very strict.

I heard about him.

He's been trying to cut me out

- with Mamie Perkins, ain't he? - Well, I...

No, now that's no secret, Uncle Tad.

A man told me up at Fog MacMurray's cattle camp

'bout a week ago.

I figured it was time I was getting back to Wichita.

Fog MacMurray?

You ain't been riding with him?

Oh, now, shh.

Had a little argument with Fog

about me quitting his outfit.

So, I had to slap him around a little.

I'm really dry, Uncle Tad.

See ya later.

Hold on, cowhand.

Huh, who are you?

It's Marshal Earp, George.

There's the rack. Take off your guns.

So, you're Wyatt Earp?

Why, you're a mighty good-looking fella.

I can see how Mamie might kind of forget.

Ah, you're a friend of Mamie's, huh?

Yeah, and I'm pretty sore at you.

They tell me you're trying to cut me out with Mamie.

Now, George.

You know, I got a good mind to gun you.

Try it.

Okay.

Hey, man, you're fast.

Now, unbuckle 'em.

Sure. I ain't stupid.

Are you any good with your fists, Earp?

Yes, he is.

Now, George, you on to the bar

and have your drink.

George is one of our hometown boys, Mr. Earp.

He's been away from Wichita

a couple of years.

No use for you to quarrel

with the Marshal.

Well, uh, Earp's too fast for me

to gun him, Uncle Tad.

I gotta teach him a lesson somehow.

Hey, how bout taking off your guns

and stepping out back?

Be glad to.

Oh, George.

You never did have good judgment.

Well, what would Mamie think of me

if I didn't fight for her?

You know, a woman wants a man to be brave, Uncle Tad.

Besides, I'm as big as he is

and I weigh more.

Anytime.

My name's Cannerly.

They call me Big George.

I gotta teach you to stay away from Mamie.

Would it feel better if we shook hands?

No. Come on.

Well, now he's sore.

What right has he got to be sore?

You tried to pull a gun on him.

Well, he tried to steal my girl.