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- Afternoon Wyatt, Morgan.
What can I do for you fellas?
- We just wanted to stop by and congratulate you on winning
the election, Sheriff.
- Okay.
- We just wanted to make sure things are square between us.
- There was a lot of hurtful things
said during the election.
On both sides.
- I don't like you, Wyatt.
Or Morgan either.
- What'd I ever do to you?
- And your brother Virgil?
I don't care much for him either.
'Cept he's a good lawman, and I guess that I can respect.
- All I'm sayin' is let's put this bad blood behind us.
- [Virgil] Everything okay here?
- Just talking to the sheriff.
Trying to let bygones be bygones.
- How's that going? - Not great.
- Not trying to run you or Morgan off, but we gotta
do some lawman talk with the sheriff here.
- We'll talk later, Behan.
- I expect so.
Have a seat, gentlemen.
- You given any thought to who
the undersheriff's going to be?
- Haven't paid it that much thought yet.
- Does that undersheriff receive part
of that commission money that you receive from the town?
- That's a lot of damn money, Johnny.
- Now you know that was going on a long time
before I got here.
Is that what you came to talk about?
- Ike Clanton and his boys may be on the verge
of starting an international incident
with that raid south of here.
- You mean over the pass?
- Three Mexican army regulars got killed.
- What was the Mexican army doing there?
- Mexican ranchers got smart.
- They hired the best security they could find.
- Well, how do you know Ike was involved?
- Johnny, you know Ike and them boys been
rustling cattle down there for years in that pass.
- But how do you specifically know
that Ike Clanton was involved in it.
- Sheriff, Ike Clanton would sometimes listen
to you when he'll listen to no one else.
- Johnny, this thing blows up on us,
nobody's gonna come out of this good.
- The next time I see Ike,
I'll be happy to bring it up with him
if you think it'll help.
- I would surely appreciate it.
- So Williams, have you given any thought
to what we talked about?
- I did.
I can't do this.
I'm out, it ain't my game.
- What now? - I got a wife
and two boys at home,
and they're countin' on me.
- Bullshit!
You pick up that sash and put it on right now.
- [Williams] I can't.
And you're drawin' an audience.
- Now you listen to me, and you listen good.
You know too much about our operation,
you've been a part of this for too long!
- I'm not gonna say nothin'.
- You listen to me!
Once a Cowboy, always a Cowboy!
- Johnny. - Now you pick up that sash
and you put it on.
You have a drink with me, and we close this right now.
- Johnny, I quit.
I am going home.
- The hell you are!
(gun firing)
- Stand down, Johnny Ringo!
- Look what's slithered into town.
Doc Holliday.
- Now you know you're not supposed
to have those weapons in here.
- Well, hell, you got yours, Doc.
- Well, come on now.
This is just a disagreement between two Cowboys.
It's no concern of yours.
- You show a man in cold blood.
You crossed the line, Johnny.
- I say we let cooler heads prevail.
Let the sheriff decide
what to do with this son of a bitch.
- Are you kidding me, Doc?
Sheriff's useless.
- You can stop pointing that gun at me, Holliday.
I'm disarmed now.
Clara, have you been listening in to our conversations?
- It seems you caught yourself a break here, Johnny.
But I advise you to leave the lady alone
or I'll blow a hole in you the size of Texas.
Are you all right, Clara?
- I'm fine.
I noticed you stayed pretty calm, Doc.
- Well, I tend not to get involved
in the petty grievances of others.
After all, I am a model citizen.
(wind howling)
- Want another beer, Morgan?
- Nah, I'm good right now.
I got to head out in just a minute, anyway.
- I heard you got a position with a good company.
- Stage. - What you doing with them?
- Riding shotgun. - Hmmm.
I imagine that can be kind of dangerous, can't it?
- I got some experience with it up in Colorado.
- You should be all right then.
- Hey Ben, who's that feller over there against the wall?
- Name is Billy Claiborne.
- Yeah, I noticed the red sash.
- Been with the Cowboys for a good while.
- Then why ain't he up at my brother's place?
- He's taken a liking to my daughter Elaina.
But she don't want anything to do with his type.
- Pa, why didn't you wake me up?
- I'll be needing your help more this evening.
Elaina, this is Morgan Earp.
- Ah, the competition?
- No, my brothers run that place.
I ain't in it with them.
I'll see you later, Ben.
- Goodbye, Morgan. - Ma'am.
- [Ben] Let me know how it goes on the stage.
- What'd I gotta do to get some service around here?
- [Elaina] What can I do for you, Billy?
- Whisky if you don't mind.
- His regular.
- I'll be right here.
- Why don't you have a seat?
- I'm kind of busy.
- I'm the only one here.
- What did you want to talk about, Billy?
- Have you thought about my offer?
- No, I didn't.
No reason to.
- That's a lot of money.
- Billy!
I done told you this ain't a brothel.
I serve drinks here, and that's it.
- Well, then, whatcha need?
Nice clothes, maybe?
- Is this some kind of courtin' maneuver?
It ain't working, Billy.
Let me tell you something.
I don't want to be associated with the people
you are associated with.
- I'm gonna keep asking.
- Well, I guess you're gonna do what you want.
But my Pa and I are gonna be busy later,
and I need to go help him get ready.
- You been around a while, Mr. Holliday.
How long you think you gonna be in town?
- Why, I don't know just yet.
- [Theresa] I also noticed you're here alone a lot.
- Well, I prefer to be alone.
- If something changes, will you let me know if you might
require my services.
- Uh, hmph, well, uh, hmph, well, thank you,
Theresa, but I do fancy myself a Southern gentleman,
and, uh, as a Southern gentleman, it
would be out of character to um,
pay for the attention of a lovely lady as yourself.
- He has himself a lady friend, Theresa.
- [Theresa] Well, that's okay.
I never see her around.
- Well, she has taken to bedrest.
Uh, I do believe all this travelin'
has made her feel a little under the weather.
- And how about yourself?
I've heard about your condition.
- It comes and goes, just like everything else.
- If you don't mind me saying so, Doc,
you need to lay your head
down next to your lady friend more often.
I see you here day and night.
- Here you never know when opportunity is gonna pop in
and say hello.
And as for the other, when I'm too much
in the horizontal position, uh, feels like I'm drowning.
That would be the condition you spoke of.
- Pa, I'm tired.
If you don't mind, I'm gonna go to bed.
- That's fine, Elaina.
I'll handle things.
- A long night, huh?
- Yeah, but tips were good.
Can't complain.
- Yeah, I worked a few of these little boom towns.
Money's usually floating around.
- You mean up in Colorado?
- Mmmm-hmmm.
Mostly around silver mining.
Not usually as big as Tombstone.
- Betcha they're not as crazy either.
- You got that right.
- Well, Mr. Earp, I been on my feet for 10 hours.
I'm going to bed.
- What can I do for you, Billy?
- Whiskey.
- Sure thing.
- Good evening, Mr. Earp.
Looks like you and Elaina are getting along pretty good.
- Just talking.
I ain't lookin' for no more attachments than I already have.
- You tryin' to make time with my lady, mister?
- Umm, no.
But let me tell you something.
- [Billy] Yeah.
- I don't think she's your lady.
- Now why would you say that?
- Pretty good at readin' people.
Kinda helps with my line of work.
- I don't care what your job is,
and I don't care who you are.
- [Ben] Everything all right here, gentlemen?
Last call, can I get one more for either of you?
- Hear that?
Here's your last call.
- No thanks, Ben.
Think I'll pay a visit to my brother's.
- Listen good.
You know who I am, and you know who I ride with.
Stay away from Elaina,
'cause you're headed for trouble you don't want.
- So, Mr. Holliday, I thought you might
not be around here so much
with Johnny Ringo such a frequent visitor.
- Johnny Ringo and I are staying out of each other's way.
- So then why do you like that position nestled
against the wall like that?
I've noticed that you favor it.
- Two very simple reasons, Clara.
First, it's next to the bar.
And it's one of my very favorite places to be.
- I've noticed.
- Plus, this spot allows me
to watch everyone and narrow in on
someone just dumb enough to challenge me to a game of cards.
And as much as Johnny Ringo and I are staying
out of each other's way, I do like to keep an eye on him.
- You gonna take care of the bill for this?
- Yeah.
- You gonna take care of the bill for all the Cowboys?
- Yeah, all of 'em.
- Stick with me, Billy, I got big plans for the Cowboys.
- Bigger jobs?
More money I'm hopin'?
- All in good time.
How we doing on recruiting?
- Well, there's different men coming in out of town
all the time.
- Yeah, they're coming in for the silver mine.
We gotta catch 'em after they've been down
in those hellholes.
Gimme two.
- Johnny, they just quit and leave town.
- Yeah, but there's a time we could grab 'em.
We're always needin' new blood.
- So, Billy, I understand you've been
spending a lot of time over at Cullen's saloon,
which is kinda odd considerin' they don't do
no whorin' over there.
- Yeah, there's a pretty little lass over there.
I've been keeping my eye on her.
- Mm-hm.
You lookin' to make that more permanent?
- I'd like it to be.
But there's one problem.
There's more than one eye on her.
- Yeah, well, listen.
Now women are good to play with,
but you don't want to go gettin' serious with one of 'em.
- Now, what's wrong with that?
- Well, what's wrong with it is they
always interfere with your business.
When they interfere with your business,
they're interfering with my business.
I can't put up with that.
I got two pair.
Queens and kings, ace high.
- Okay, Johnny.
Full house.
- [Tom] So this Johnny Ringo fellow,
he fancies himself to being
leader of the cowboys?
- [Billy] Yeah, he does.
- [Tom] How long you think before I become the leader?
- [Billy] Whoa, whoa, whoa, don't be talking
like that around Johnny?
- Why not?
- He only made it so far 'cause so many people died.
- Whoa, he killed all of 'em?
- Hmph, not that I know of.
Well, maybe one or two.
(horse snorting)
- How's them others die?
- Eh, well, doin' what we do.
You gotta handle yourself out here.
- [Tom] Well, I'm a tough hombre all right.
- [Billy] Yeah, we'll find out.
You gotta be loyal to the Cowboys too, now.
- [Tom] You can ask anyone I know.
I'm loyal.
- If anybody's a Cowboy, you gotta back 'em up,
right or wrong.
- All right.
I reckon I can do that.
(horse snorting)
- We'll find out.
(horse snorting)
- Where you headed, Fred?
- Well, I figured it's about time I go out and earn my pay.
Been doing nothin' but paperwork
for the last couple of days.
- Well, doing paperwork's part of the job.
- Johnny, you the sheriff of Cochise County.
My territory's this little town right here.
I gotta be out and about so people can see me.
- Well, I hear there's a bunch of Cowboys in town today.
There's bound to be trouble.
- Wouldn't be Tombstone if it wasn't trouble, would it?
- That's the truth.
This place thrives on it.
- That's why they call it a boom town.
- What was her name?
- Ah, don't remember
(all laughing)
- All right, fellas, y'all ain't supposed
to be at the church.
Y'all ain't supposed to have them guns.
You know better.
- No harm done.
- Y'all headin' home or headin' to the saloons?
- We're headed to the saloon.
- Might don't make it there in my condition.
(all laughing)
- Well, y'all just check them guns in.
You can pick 'em up on the way out of town.
- But we like our guns, Marshal.
- Yeah, I know, I know.
You can give me the guns, or I'll put you
and the guns in jail.
- What now?
You ain't serious.
- I'm dead serious.
You ain't gonna like it.
- I bet I know what you wouldn't like.
- What's that?
- I bet you wouldn't like it if we shot you
to pieces right now.
- That ain't funny, fellows.
- You broke the rules, Marshal.
You don't tell Cowboys what to do.
(guns firing)
- What now?
(sighing)
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Ah, no, Fred.
- Y'all know what I hate more than anything?
- Holliday?
- You do know.
Well, I guess I don't keep it much of a secret, do I?
Tom, you and your brothers
been riding with us for a while.
You like it so far?
- I must say I do, sir.
- Call me Johnny.
And I think I know what you like ridin' with the Cowboys.
People get out of your way, give you
a little bit of respect
while you're walkin' down the street, right?
- I must say I that I like that.
- Looks like the Cowboys are recruiting again.
Ringo's takin 'em younger and younger.
- So Johnny Ringo fancies himself as the ringleader now.
- He has for a while.
Since he got out of prison.
- They're pulling in money from somewhere.
I'm seeing a piece of it.
- Well, congratulations, Theresa.
How them Cowboys treating you?
- All right.
I'll take any of 'em but that damned Ike Clanton.
He's a mean-ass son of a bitch.
- He ain't allowed in here anymore.
- So we need to show the Earps
and Holliday who's boss around here.
- How, how do we do that?
- Riding with Billy I'm guessing you got better
with your pistol?
- Better than I was.
- Well, can you be counted on?
You and your brother?
- [Tom] Yes, sir.
- I told you, don't call me sir.
Call me sir again, and I'll kill you.
- He means it.
Why you so quiet, Tom?
- [Tom] I don't know.
I just been hearing things.
- [Billy] Whatcha been hearing?
- Like the Cowboys getting ready
to start a war with the Earps.
- Yeah.
You heard that from Johnny Ringo?
- No.
A couple other of the Cowboys.
What do you think?
- [Billy] About what?
- [Tom] Johnny Ringo asks us, should we fight the Earps?
- [Billy] If he asks, you gotta.
(wind howling)
- Billy, I thought you said he wasn't gonna ask us
to be in this fight.
- Well, he asked, didn't he?
You gotta do it, Tom.
- Billy, I don't know about this.
We gonna have to talk to Frank.
- You and me's gonna talk to Frank together.
Okay?
- Yeah, I guess.
- Stay strong, Tom.
Can we get a drink over here?
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- Your little friend here looks concerned.
- Got a lot on my mind.
- Well, what can I get you two?
- Give us each a whiskey.
- I don't want nothin'.
- Give us each a whiskey.
- All right.
(sighing)
- Afternoon, Ike.
- Sheriff. - Fellas.
I been out and about this morning,
and a little birdie told me that y'all expectin'
to fight the Earps down here at the corral this afternoon.
- Y'all know anything about that?
- No, I ain't heard nothin'.
- Sounds like you been talkin'
to the wrong people, Sheriff.
- Okay, but all I can tell you is I need your guns
to take 'em up to the jail as long as you're here.
Pick 'em up on the way out of town.
- Come on, Johnny, we got an arrangement.
- Dammit, I can't afford to have a full out war.
Gotta have some kind of law and order around here.
- In the bag.
- You too, Ike.
- You lucky I don't put it in your ass.
- Appreciate your cooperation, fellas.
(dramatic orchestral music)
- Whatcha gonna do?
- Where'd ya'll stash the other guns?
- Over there behind the photography building.
- We still gonna fight?
- Hell, yeah, we still gonna fight.
- Soon as the sheriff's out of sight, we head over.
(dramatic orchestral music)
- Virgil, Wyatt, y'all don't have to do this.
I've already disarmed Ike and the rest of the Cowboys.
- You disarmed them?
I'm the marshal here, Johnny.
Should be me doing that.
- I'm not gonna argue the why's and the wherefore's.
But I did disarm 'em.
- How do we know you're tellin' the truth?
- 'Cause I just put the guns in the jail, Morgan.
Don't disrespect me, boy.
- How about you don't call me boy.
- All right, all right.
We don't need this now.
What's your thinkin' on this, Wyatt?
- [Wyatt] We'll be seein' you around, Johnny.
- If things go bad, Virgil,
I'm gonna tell the judge everything.
- [Virgil] You do that.
- Ike, why don't we head over
to the corral and wait on 'em there.
- I like it here.
Corral's too open.
- Is that the church where they gunned down
that other marshal?
- Yes, it is.
- I'm thinkin' this ain't a good idea.
- Is he in or out, Billy?
- He's in.
- Shut up.
- Well, look who's not here.
- They're around somewhere.
Keep an eye out.
- Across the way.
Photography studio.
- Good eye, Virg.
- Don't you forget it.
- They're comin'.
- Make sure you're loaded up.
Stay close.
(suspenseful orchestral music)
- I thought they were disarmed.
- Guess they found more guns.
- Need you to turn in those pistols too, fellas.
We can work this out.
- We can work this out.
- Stand down.
This ain't the way it's gotta be.
- Yeah, Morgan.
(dramatic orchestral music)
(guns firing)
- Where you goin', Billy?
- Johnny, you put the papers together for me?
- Papers on what?
- I want you to charge the Earps and Holliday with murder.
- Sheriff, you and I been on good speaking terms
here lately, but I got a problem.
- What do you mean, Judge?
- This problem behind me here.
That's just plain stupid.
- Sounds like a harsh piece of self-criticism, Judge.
Considerin' the fact you signed the warrants
on all these men.
- Well, I had to sign 'em to keep Ike happy
for a while so I could think of what to do.
- So?
Did you figure it out?
- If you fellows are released
on your own recognizance,
you'll make court appearances, won't you?
- We cooperated fully with the sheriff
when he showed us those warrants.
- We don't want any trouble, Judge.
- I'm hirin' an outside investigatin' team
to figure this thing out.
These are people that neither side are familiar with.
In 30 days I'll make
a decision on these charges.
Now between now and then I don't want one iota
of trouble from you boys.
You understand?
(sighing)
- We understand, sir.
- What about the fourth warrant, Holliday?
- Couldn't find him to serve the papers.
- Probably sleepin' off a drunk.
We'll tell him the deal.
- I'm gonna hold you to that.
Let 'em go, Sheriff.
- So you're rescinding all four of these warrants?
- Judge, what about reinstatin' my marshal position?
- That's the town council that pulled that on you.
You'll have to talk to them about that.
Johnny, let these boys go.
(thunder rumbling)
- You and Ike are damn lucky
to make it out of that fight still breathin'.
- Yeah, but I lost Ike's brother.
- Don't matter.
He's replaceable.
- It happened so fast, Johnny.
Them Earp brothers.
They hit us hard.
- You did fight back, right?
- Me and Ike got a couple off.
Then we hightailed it.
- Like I told you,
that was a terrible place to make a stand.
- What'd you hear about the other side?
- They all got hit except Wyatt.
Y'all done good.
- So what we gonna do about the Earps?
- Eh, no more stand offs.
I got plans for them.
- What do you mean? - Strike and run.
At night, guerrilla style.
- Mmmkay.
You think I can help get rid of that Morgan?
- Why sure.
Like I said, I got plans.
- Good afternoon, gentlemen.
As you well know, this is my investigative team.
Margaret Whitfield here is an investigative reporter
from the Philadelphia Inquirer.
- You're a long way from home.
- I like to travel.
- Standing next to her is Mason.
He's a Pinkerton detective.
- Really? - Yeah.
- I didn't know they hired-
- Halfbreeds?
Well, I think I'm the first.
- What do they hope to gain by working with you?
- Well, some places, I can dig deeper than other folks.
- Okay.
I don't even know what that means.
- I wouldn't worry about it, Wyatt.
The important thing is these people
have no connection to this area at all.
I told you this would be a 30-day assignment, didn't I?
- Close enough.
We'll spend the first three weeks interviewing anyone
who may be of interest to the investigation.
We would appreciate some leads of who these people might be.
Once we've completed our interviews,
we'll spend a few days analyzing our findings,
and then present our final report to Judge Wallace here.
- When I get that report,
I will immediately call another meeting like this one.
Wyatt, where's Holliday?
He most definitely needs to be at the next meeting.
- We'll make sure, Judge.
- Well, I want to thank you for moving the interview here
as opposed to having it over at the newspaper office.
We are constantly being watched.
In fact, I walked in the office one day last week,
and found a bullet hole in the front window.
- Sounds like someone's trying to scare you.
- [Plum] Nothing unusual in this town.
Ma'am, I understand you're with the Philadelphia Inquirer.
- Yes, I've been an investigative reporter
with the Inquirer for 10 years.
- Well, we are indeed honored to have you in our town.
The Philadelphia Inquirer
is a very well-respected institution.
- Thank you.
I certainly hope I can live up to your expectations.
I would like to know more about your publication,
The Epitaph.
It is quite a distinctive name for a newspaper,
if maybe a little-
- Morose? - Mmmmmm
- Many people feel that way,
but you certainly don't forget the name.
After all, no Tombstone is complete without its Epitaph.
- May I quote you on that? - Oh, you certainly may.
- Now I have read several articles of The Epitaph,
as well as some of those from your competitor.
- Yes, uh, The Nugget.
That's published by Harry Woodward.
- Mmm, yes, he refused to grant me an interview.
Thank you for doing so.
- I have nothing to hide.
- Now in reading the articles in the two papers,
I noticed two very different and obvious political leanings.
- Absolutely.
The Epitaph supports law and order in Tombstone,
and, therefore, we support the lawmen.
- Namely the Earps. - Well, for the moment, yes.
The Nugget, though, on the other hand,
supports the interests of the cattlemen and the ranchers.
- The two political leanings are quite obvious,
not just in the editorials but in the articles themselves.
- The people like it that way.
- I see.
You know that is not standard journalism.
At the Inquirer, we do pride ourselves on being
as objective as possible in recording our news.
- Well, there's no way that we could do that around here.
Now in September I organized a group
that I called the Committee for Safety for Tombstone.
Law and order is the responsibility
of every able-bodied citizen.
- So can you recommend some able-bodied citizens who
would be willing to talk to me?
- Oh, yes, I certainly can.
But there is one, no doubt, Addie Burlson,
she is not going to give you an interview.
- I haven't heard that name before.
Why would she not want to talk to me?
- Well, Miss Addie is a business person,
she's a dressmaker, and she's very well known.
Her house is across Fremont
from where the gunfight occurred.
- [Margaret] Did she see anything?
- She was at the window of her house and looked out
and saw the two lines forming up.
Now she told me that she did not see any hands go up,
as the Cowboys are asserting.
When that first shot rang out, she ran from the window.
- That was wise of her.
Now are there any people who saw the gunfight
who would be willing to grant me an interview.
- Ah, there's this engineer, this engineer came into town.
A Mr. Sill.
Mr. Sill saw everything from Fremont.
- Is he still in town?
- Yes, he is.
He arrived on the day of the gunfight.
Now, can you imagine this.
Walk into a new town for the first time,
and then you're confronted by this!
- If that's the case, he most likely
was not familiar with anyone in that gunfight.
- Oh, when he got to Tombstone, he didn't know anybody.
(train bell ringing)
- Thank you for talking with me today, Mr. Hills.
- My pleasure, Ma'am.
And I just want to say that I owe no allegiance
to anyone in Tombstone.
- That is quite obvious from your frankness
in our discussion.
- I just hope what I had to say offers some help.
- I believe it will.
My next step will be to compare notes
with my partner in this investigation.
- And then I take it you'll be leaving our fair little town?
- I probably will, unless I'm needed for anything else.
- Your main employer is the Philadelphia Inquirer,
am I correct?
- [Margaret] That is correct.
- So I suppose there's a big difference
between living up there
in the big cities and these little towns out here.
- I was raised in a small town,
but I've traveled quite a lot,
and I've grown accustomed to life in the big city.
But I must say, Tombstone is quite interesting.
For a town like this,
the level of mischief rivals anything anywhere I've seen.
- Well, I'm from New Jersey myself, right across the river.
I suppose you can tell a little bit by my accent.
- [Margaret] Just a bit.
- And I make it a point not to involve myself
in any of the politics or dramatics
of any town I'm stationed in.
- That is a good idea.
Of all the people I spoke to,
you were the only one who was neutral in these matters.
- So I take it you'd prefer if I kept
any talk of our interview to myself.
- That would also be a good idea.
Now it could be dangerous for you if some groups
or maybe even a few individuals knew that you
actually provided honest testimony about what you saw.
- I appreciate your clarity, ma'am.
(train bell ringing)
- Thank you for taking the time out of your busy day to talk
to me, Sheriff.
- [Behan] No problem.
Hope I can help.
- So do I.
I understand you were one of the first
to see what happened at that gunfight.
- Yeah, I was the first lawman there.
I got there about 10 after three.
- [Margaret] And what did you see?
- Well, Tom and Frank McLaury
and Ike's brother Billy was layin' dead in the ground.
From what I understand, Ike Clanton and Billy Claiborne
took off right after the shooting started.
- [Margaret] What about the Earp brothers?
And Holliday?
- They were already gone.
I found out later that Wyatt had taken
Morgan and Virgil to the doctor's office.
They said Holliday come strollin'
in a few minutes after that.
- Mmm.
And what did you do when you first arrived?
- First I identified the men
that were dead, and I tried to see where they were hit at.
About five minutes later, Wyatt showed up
and acted like he owned the place.
- And what did he tell you?
- He said him and his brothers
and Holliday started shooting
about the same time as the other group.
- Was Wyatt Earp injured at all?
- No, miraculously.
- [Margaret] Sounds like you don't care for the man.
- Well, he ran against me for sheriff here.
- [Margaret] But you won.
- But he slandered my name from here
to the other side of the county.
- Really?
And how so?
- Run around telling everybody
I was in cahoots with the Cowboys.
- [Margaret] Do you mean cowboys as in local ranch hands,
or the gang?
- No, the Cowboys are a group
of men that identify theirselves by wearing red sashes.
- I have heard of them.
They have a reputation here
for cattle rustling and general lawlessness.
- [Behan] That sounds like the Earps talking.
- So how do you see them?
- They've helped a lot of small ranchers out
in the county keep away the bad elements.
- I see.
And so, these men shooting against the Earps and Holliday,
were they Cowboys? - They were.
- Sheriff, you know this investigation is just beginning.
Would you mind if I stop by in a few more days
to ask more questions if necessary
- No problem, ma'am.
Hope I can help. - Thank you.
- Damn, Joe, you gonna stare at Morgan all night?
- I'm sorry, Morgan, am I making you uncomfortable?
- Maybe a bit, Joe.
Did you want to ask me somethin'?
- Yeah, did it hurt? - Hell yes it hurt.
I got shot.
- So does it still hurt?
- Yes, Joe, it still hurts.
- [Joe] Where did the bullet hit you exactly?
- Well, doc says it hit my shoulder blade,
turned, then took a piece of my backbone.
- Ow! - Yep.
- I never met anyone in a real gunfight before.
- Well, hallelujah and all that.
- Sounds like you got lucky
- I just paid my second visit to Mama McLaury.
She's all broke up about her boys, especially Tom.
That was her baby.
- Billy, Morgan, I don't want no trouble in here.
- What can I get you, Billy?
- [Billy] Whiskey.
Why don't you have a seat over here?
- I don't think that would be wise.
I'm workin'.
- So Elaina, you'll sit at his table but not mine?
- Are you still beatin' that dead horse, Billy?
There ain't nothin' between us.
He's married.
Her name is Louise.
I've met her.
She's nice.
- Well, it's good he knows not to mess with my girl.
- Will you quit with that for once?
Don't you go insinuatin' nothin'.
That ain't gonna happen, Billy.
(suspenseful music)
- How's your hand, Mr. Holliday?
- Well, it's comin' along.
- May I ask you a few questions about the gunfight?
- I suppose, though I imagine you've heard it
from other sources.
- I'd like to investigate all the sources.
I was told that the Cowboys
raised their hands when the gunfight first started.
(scoffing)
- Nobody raised their hands, we just started shooting.
- What did you see happen in the first few seconds
of that gunfight?
- I don't know, I was movin'.
- [Margaret] Was everyone moving?
- Well, not Wyatt, he was still as a statue.
- [Margaret] Did he get hurt at all?
- No, but he took four bullet holes in the coat.
- So the men shooting at you, were they all Cowboys?
- Well, they appeared to be.
- I understand you were familiar with the leader
of the Cowboys, Johnny Ringo.
- Did Wyatt tell you that? - He did not.
- Have you talked to Wyatt?
- Mr. Holliday, I would like to know your perception
of the gunfight.
- Hmmph, I'm in the middle of a game right now,
and I need to get back to it,
so if you'll excuse me, ma'am, good day.
- Miss Whitfield.
- I don't think Doc wants to talk about the gunfight.
- [Margaret] Apparently now.
- Theresa and I can tell you what we know,
and what we've heard around here, but not now.
We gotta wait 'til the place is empty,
when there's no one else around.
- You tell me when.
I'll be here.
So this Johnny Ringo is the leader of the Cowboys?
- Seems to be.
He approves all the new recruits.
- He and Doc Holliday know each other
from a piece back, since before Johnny went to prison.
- [Margaret] When did Johnny get out?
- Not that long ago.
- What kind of man is he?
- Mean.
And when he's drunk, which is a lot of the time,
he's a mean drunk.
- And what about the rest of the Cowboys?
- Some are just kids.
Some are rough, real rough.
They're all in cahoots with the ranchers
and cattlemen out in the county.
- Cahoots.
- The Cowboys are cattle rustlers.
- They steal livestock from out in the county
and sell it to the ranchers here.
The ranchers turn around and sell the cattle quick.
Everyone makes a comfortable profit.
- [Margaret] How long has this been going on?
- Years.
- Why doesn't the sheriff put a stop to it?
- Behan?
He ain't no kind of sheriff.
- No matter how rough the Cowboys get,
Sheriff Behan just looks the other way.
He gets paid by his job.
He gets paid by the Cowboys.
And he gets paid by the ranchers.
- Sounds like there's a lot of money involved.
- Compare it like this.
Virgil Earp, who's been a marshal here off and on,
gets paid $100 a month.
I understand Sheriff Behan sees 3000 a month, maybe more.
- He don't answer to no one.
- Why do they hate Holliday and the Earps?
- On account of they stood up to the Cowboys.
- Cowboys don't run this saloon, but we can't turn 'em away.
- They got their claws into so many things around this town.
- And not just out in the county.
On the day after the gunfight,
the bodies of those Cowboys
were put on display in the window of the undertakers.
There was a sign that was put up
that read "Murdered in the streets of Tombstone."
- What's this place?
- The McLaury ranch.
- Two of them boys who got killed
in that gunfight were McLaury's.
- Yes, Tom and Frank.
Their mother, Mama McLaury, is the one I want to interview.
- Think I should stay out here?
For security?
- That's a good idea.
A woman will talk more openly to another woman.
- [Mason] Can't argue with that.
- Just for the record, ma'am, I know the people
around here call you Mama McLaury, but I'm sure you do
have a first name.
- 'Course I do.
It's Angelica.
- That's a beautiful name. - Thank you.
- I'd like to begin by offering my condolences
on the death of your two sons, Tom and Frank.
- Miss Whitfield, why did you never marry and have children?
- I could not be a reporter and a wife.
- Well, then, let me tell you somethin'.
Until you've lost a child of your own,
you don't know how deep sadness can run.
I loved both my boys, I truly did, but Thomas,
he was my baby.
You understand?
He was a beautiful baby.
He was a gift sent straight from heaven.
- Again, ma'am, I am very sorry for your loss.
- Pardon me for being so forthright, Miss Whitfield, but who
exactly do you work for?
- I'm a reporter with the Philadelphia Inquirer.
I was hired by Judge Wallace,
along with a Pinkerton investigator,
to gather evidence as neutral parties.
He needs to determine whether or not the Earps
and Doc Holliday should stand trial
for their actions in the gunfight.
- Well of course they need to stand trial!
A very public trial!
- So that is what you would like to see.
- Everyone in the county would demand it.
Everyone knew they were good boys.
- But they were part of a group that often operated
outside the law.
- You mean the Cowboys? - That's exactly who I mean.
- Oh, that's just the town people talking.
They have done some good things for the people
out here in the county.
- I see.
Ma'am, did Tom and Frank ever talk to you
about that gunfight?
- Well, no, not to me.
But they wouldn't cook up something like this anyways.
- So who do you think might have done it?
- I think it was that Johnny Ringo feller.
- So you believe Johnny Ringo put your boys up for
that fight with the Earps.
- I didn't say that.
And I ain't sayin' that.
All I'm sayin' is my boys
weren't the kind to do somethin' like that.
They were good boys.
- Thank you, ma'am.
The poor lady is in mourning.
She lost two sons.
Tom was the youngest.
He used to talk to her a lot about the Cowboys.
And Johnny Ringo.
- Ringo?
I've heard that name before.
- I'm learning it.
But you're more familiar with these parts than I am.
Seems Johnny Ringo fancies himself the leader
of these Cowboys.
- You think he could have put those boys up
to that fight with the Earps?
- I think that's a possibility.
- [Mason] Anything else?
- She said to be careful of Ike Clanton.
He's not very fond of women.
Seems he's been known for being rough with some
of the girls downtown, so much so that he's been banned
from several of the sporting houses.
(horse snorting)
- Maybe I should be the one to talk to him.
(light guitar music)
So Ike, I understand you're a member of the Cowboys.
- Well, yeah, this red right here oughta answer that.
- So what kind of group is this Cowboys?
- A brotherhood.
We help each other.
- Well, uh, being in the group yourself,
what do you think is
one of the most important characteristics of a Cowboy?
- Character who?
- I'm sorry, what I mean is, what makes a good Cowboy?
- The main thing you need?
- Yeah, the main thing.
- Loyalty.
You gotta have loyalty.
- Okay, so you mean the kind of loyalty like when someone
in your group does wrong, you back 'em up anyways.
(sighing)
- That's what loyalty is.
- So, Ike, how well do you remember what happened
in the gunfight?
- I remember every second.
- Alrighty then.
Who fired the first shot?
- Holliday!
That damn shotgun of his.
- So he just fired out of the blue?
- We was tryin' to raise our hands to surrender.
- Is that a fact?
- What's your name again?
- Mason.
- Okay, Mason.
Look who was there.
- I know who was there.
- What I mean is, look how it stacks up.
- Can you explain that?
- So Billy and me-
- That's Billy Claiborne?
- Right.
Billy and me, we can handle a gun real good.
- So I've heard.
- But the other boys, and my brother, are you kidding me?
- You don't think it started as a fair fight.
- How could it be?
- I believe you had more guns.
- Earps and Holliday, they are seasoned lawmen.
- They were certainly experienced as lawmen.
- We tried surrendering, but that didn't work.
- So you believe you were outgunned?
- We turned and ran.
They didn't.
And that's the truth.
- You make a strong case.
I give you that.
You think the Earps and Holliday should go to prison?
- No, Mason, I don't.
I think they should go to the hangman.
(dramatic guitar music)
- Ma'am, I've been through some right big towns.
Philadelphia sounds like a right big place.
- It is.
Towns out here are still pretty new.
Back east there's a lot of history and a lot of people.
As a reporter, you learn a lot
in a very short amount of time.
- [Wyatt] So what do you think about Tombstone?
- It seems the criminal element has a strong foothold
in this county.
- It does.
Makes it tough for the folks in town.
- [Margaret] Mr. Earp, I believe you began
your law enforcement career in Wichita.
- Yep.
Dodge City after that.
Kansas can be a rough and tumble life.
- [Margaret] So why did you leave that occupation?
- Money, to be honest.
I got tired of puttin my life on the line
for a little bit o' nothin'.
- I understand.
But it seems that Sheriff Behan
has found a way profit from a law enforcement position.
- That's because Behan's the tax collector.
That's where the money's at.
- [Margaret] Yes, he and several others did mention that.
- Surprised he mentioned such things with you.
- He was not a wealth of information,
but he definitely worth interviewing.
- So you and that Mason fella's
been talkin to a lot of people 'round town.
Guess you were saving me for last.
- Yes.
I thought it would be wise to obtain several
perspectives and then get your point of view
in context of what the others told me.
- Hm.
Maybe I find out what they told you before I say anything.
- I am afraid that is not the way it works.
But please bear in mind that the stakes
for you and your brothers are very high.
- [Wyatt] You think the judge might put us back in jail?
- The judge's decision will be based on the combined
research from Mason and me.
I cannot reveal on the contents of our report.
- I know you visited Mama McLaury.
- Yes.
As you know, she lost two boys, and she is grieving.
- It didn't have to go down that way.
- Mr. Earp, looking at the balance
of experience on both sides of the gunfight,
yours was highly favored.
- [Wyatt] Experience?
- Experience with handling guns.
- Well, maybe, but I think the most important thing
here is who's breakin' the law?
- By law you are referring to the county code against the
carrying of firearms in public?
- That's right.
- That seems a minor crime for such a major resolution.
- Ma'am, there's experienced gunfighters
on the other side as well.
- You mean the Clantons and Billy Claiborne?
- Right, particularly Billy Clanton, Ike's brother.
- Mr. Earp, were you expecting a gunfight that day?
- [Wyatt] We were hopin not.
- Did you and your brothers ever discuss who might shoot
whom if there was a fight?
- Well, we knew that if Billy Clanton was there,
he'd have to be taken care of first.
- Taken care of?
- Miss Whitfield, I held off pullin' my weapon
until I saw him pull his.
I believe that we fired the first shot at the same time.
- What about the McLaury boys?
- They shouldn't have been there.
- Holliday turned his shotgun on Tom.
He didn't have a chance, did he?
- Ma'am, Tom and his brother
were shooting at us and Holliday.
We were just trying to get out of there alive.
- One last question.
Did anyone from the other side try
to surrender at any point before or during the fight?
- Absolutely not.
- No one? - None.
- Where's Holliday?
He needs to be here.
- Couldn't find him.
- Probably sleeping it off in somebody else's room.
- Well, you men will most likely see him
at some point anyway, be sure and relay the news to him.
Margaret Whitfield and Mason
have done an absolutely thorough job.
So thorough in fact, it makes my head spin.
Margaret.
- Wyatt, Morgan, Virgil.
There's a lot of people out in
the county who aren't too fond of you boys.
On the other hand, a lot of people in town
don't care for the Cowboys
and wish they weren't here.
It has been very difficult to find anyone
with any objective viewpoint about this.
There's been a lot of bad blood on both sides
for a very long time.
- Ya'll do know what she means by objective, don't you?
- The important thing is, based on their report,
there's not enough hard evidence to convict you of anything.
The critical issue for me is,
who do I think was telling the truth
and who do I know was lyin'?
- According to Ike Clanton and Billy Claiborne,
they threw up their hands and surrendered
as soon as the first shots were fired.
However, according to Doctor Goodfellow,
that wound on Billy Clanton's write was not
at the angle of someone with his hands in the air.
- Thank you, Margaret.
Gentlemen, the charges against you have been dropped.
(light acoustic guitar music)
- Why you leavin' town so quick, Johnny?
I was hoping to go see that little lady again.
- I told you not to get mixed up with that woman.
We ain't got time for that, Billy.
- Where we goin'?
- We're gonna regroup with the Cowboys.
I know where.
- Wyatt's got the law behind him now, don't he?
- Yeah, he's hidin' behind that US Marshal badge.
But you wanna know somethin'?
- What?
- US Marshals bleed just like the rest of us.
And I'm gonna make make him bleed.
(dramatic guitar music)
- Ben, I'm tellin' you.
Workin' in that mine's gonna drive me plumb crazy.
- I understand.
Ain't the kind of work I could do.
- Most of the men down there aren't from around here.
They're Mexicans and Chinese men.
- They don't speak English, I imagine?
- No, not really.
That's why I talk to myself all day.
- Is that a fact?
- Oh, hey, brother, what brings you here.
- To what do I owe the pleasure, Wyatt?
- Cowboys been around my place all day makin' threats.
You see anything, Morgan?
- No, looks peaceful.
Who they makin' threats against?
(gun firing) (gasping)
- Morgan!
- Get away from the windows!
- [Ben] I'm going to get the doctor.
(dramatic orchestral music)
- Elaina, need somethin' to help wrap this up!
(gasping)
- You two, apply pressure to the wound as best you can.
I'll be right back.
- Morgan, Morgan, look at me, look at me.
Your brother'll be right back,
and my father went to get the doctor.
Stay with us, stay with us.
- Hold on, hold on now.
(gasping) (coughing)
- Stay with us.
All right.
(coughing)
It ain't lookin' good, Mr. Earp.
(coughing)
(dramatic orchestral music)
- I heard you were goin' to Colorado.
When were you gonna let me know?
- I'm goin' to see Doc in the hospital.
He's not doin' so good.
- Hm.
I suppose that has nothing to do with the fact
that Johnny Ringo and Claiborne have been spotted there.
- Come with me if you want.
- Wyatt, you know I'm the only marshal in this town
with any experience at all.
I can't do that.
- Then I'll see you when I get back.
(dramatic guitar music)
(train bell ringing)
- Ho, gotta ho.
- Take the reins.
- What now, Johnny?
- Gotta stop for a minute.
(Johnny grunting)
(Johnny retching)
- Come on, Johnny, we gotta go.
We need to make Pueblo by night.
- Just a few more minutes.
Give me a minute.
(groaning)
- Johnny, it's that damned cheapass whisky.
(Johnny retching)
I'm tired of ridin' with you, Johnny.
- I don't want to hear any more of your mouth.
(gun firing)
(dramatic music)
(gun firing)
(guns firing)
(gun firing)
(Billy gagging)
- You don't look good, Billy.
You got anything you want to say before you leave?
- I killed Morgan.
- Okay.
Anything else?
- Yeah.
I enjoyed it.
- Rot in hell, you son of a bitch.
(gun firing)
(dramatic guitar music)
(Johnny gasping)
- [Johnny] Back to being a lawhound, I see, Wyatt.
- People tell me I'm good at it.
(Johnny gasping)
- I'm guessing you took care of Billy.
- Yeah, I did.
- You ain't takin' me alive, Wyatt.
- That'd be fine.
(gun firing)
(dramatic guitar music)
(light acoustic guitar music)