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specials, and we're going to do something that's been popular the last a few
years, and that is our twice Told Tale specials, where we will play
two episodes where the second episode was adapted from the script used in the first
episode. We're going to start out today with an episode of The New Adventures
of Michael Shane starring Jeff Chandler. Now as a refresher. The New Adventures
of Michael Shane was a twenty six week syndicated series, and it's very difficult
to determine which episode aired first or when the first air date was, although
most of the episodes were probably played in nineteen forty seven. The title of
this one is the Case of the Crooked Wheel. A big gunn his hand
turned over and over, he leaned his face close to mind, hissing softly
between his teeth. It was a face that held all the evil in the
world. It kind of gets up close when somebody's going to die. Suddenly
everything shattered in front of me, like a bub smashed against a rock.
I got the last funny flash. Michael Shane, a guy head deep and
nothing New Adventures of Michael Shane, Private Detective. Michael Shane, reckless,
redheaded irishman, his back again and his old haunts and New Orleans. This
is your director, Bill Russo inviting you to listen to another transcribed episode,
which we call the Case of the Crooked Wheel. Mister Private Detective. Thanks,
It's beginning to wonder whether that one lining classified was worth a price.
I observe, mister detective, a man who has journey to an estrange land.
Observe it traveler who has come a thousands of miles to seek you out.
You must be tired. Have a chair traveler. Tell me what's on
your mind? Oh thank you, mister detective. The name is Shane.
Michael Shane. Oh of course, mister Detectiva Shane observe before you a man
with a despicable habit, a habit I cannot seem to break myself. Oh
why did you try? Dark? Hollow down the hall, he's a psychologist.
There you can lie down and talk about your troubles. Please please,
Perhaps I should come to the point. No, yeah, make things a
little easier perhaps, Yes, here, observe it if you please. The
Kido Casino, Mexican City, twenty five pacients. What's it supposed to tell
me? It is money at the casino, which I ram paito. I
am soul and legitimate proprietor. It is worth twenty five pecos, like it
says, and I ramon pakito. Give it to you free gratis for nothing,
no applications. Yeah, thanks, Now, how about the habits you've
gone? How bad is it? I drib I give away money, mister
Dedtiva Shane. Every week at the casino, I give away thousands of pecos,
free gratis for nothing, no obligation. Precisely, how can you make
a living like that? Well, two days ago I asked myself the same
question. There is no future in it. So I come to see you.
Oh well, if you want to unlouge your assets, sol at once,
you've come to the right player. Please, mister dev your your humor
is a stranger to me. I want you to save me from myself.
What do you want me to do? Come to Mexico City with me,
find out why the Pakito casino is losing money? Simple, is it not?
That's gonna cost your chanka dough, mister Pequito, twenty dollars a day.
I a's one hundred pacos. Plain fare and expansion. Quibble about,
detectiv Now, will you come sure? Just one thing, mister Pequito.
You said you wanted me to save you from yourself. What did you mean?
Observe me where mister Detectivachin? Yeah? Do I appear as a person
who could cut a man's heart out? No, I, Ramon Paquito could
do it with a smile on my lips. Yes, mister Detectivachin. If
what I suspect is true, I could. I would whistle a song sentimental
while I commit the murder. Just a moment, we'll return to the New
Adventures of Michael Shane and the Case of the Crooked Whale. The airplane trip
across the Gulf gave Senor Ramot Pequito. At the time he needed to fill
in the details. Somebody had a m to beat his roulette wheels. Another
couple of weeks of the process and Roman would be wearing a serapi and horoxis
instead of a double breasted pinstrip, all of which had made him angry enough
to want to kill whoever was out smarting him. We landed late the next
afternoon. Signor registered me at the Hotel Blanco, gave me directions how to
reach the casino later, and then took off. I decided to give the
town a world before it was time to punch the clock. Shops on Avenue
and Nacionale were a sight to see, but I couldn't afford much looking.
I settled for a Mexican style backscratcher, then wandered down a side street for
local color. It was just when I hit the first block of wooden shacks
that two things happened. Suddenly it wasn't daylight anymore, and suddenly I wasn't
alone. Picturesque guy sleep for the goat and a flock of chickens. They
call it picturesque. I'll be a big tourist like you, gets bang out
there. Look, mister, your name's Shane. No, it's Poncho,
Poncho Diablo taken hugo quick that separated itself from a lot of other shadows.
Wasn't quite as tall as a gorilla, but it was a yard wider.
Lunch taught me and spun me around. It felt like I was trying to
blang my way out of a rubber beach ball. And then the thing stopped
playing. It hoisted me by the neck off my feet and started to squeeze.
A bead of light explode in front of my brain like a billion nickels.
And then then somebody had sense enough to pull down the curtain. I
first thought was it It's a lousy place to be dead, in filthy room
with a naked electric bulb dangling from the ceiling. I tried to focus,
but it was too tough getting through the pain. Something was playing tricks of
my hair. I curved my eyes backwards, and then I knew for sure
I'd been killed. It was an angel leaning over me. Time might be
able to make at the wings such a pretty man. Open your eyes,
Chico there feeling better. You're a very lucky man. It's shake. In
a few more seconds, your neck would have been broken. Then both of
us would have been unhappy, You and I who are you? Anything?
You like Chico? Whatever? Stud you? That's a real dramatic touch change.
But who are How did I get here? I am Gabby? That's
all you need to know. No, I need to know all that more
like how did you get here? Like? How do you know who I
am? Simple Chico? They carry you up here and went through your pockets.
That would have killed you. Said, I have a better idea,
Like what use that return ticket to New Orleans? You can't get a meal
in mak or City like you can. Look, Angela, let's stop playing
patty cake. Who are those guys who jump me? Then you see them?
No, no, it was still dark. All the register was a
guy who talked lazy in a shadow. It must have been Charlie Atlas's price
pupil. But then you are lucky. You better forget this whole rotten business.
Go home like a good boy? Who said anything about being a good
boy? You hardly look in any condition to exert yourself. Oh come here,
I hate you. Yeah, now they were practically soul mates. Gaby,
start lying to me, starts from the beginning and making a good story.
What are you doing about? Who are you? And what's this all?
About go home now, look, Angel, go home, mister Shane,
go home before they pick you out of the gather and put you the
bed on a slab with a tag around your top. And she wasn't killing
did something frightening. I watched that angel face tightening on a lot of hard
lines. I know I couldn't get any answers out of her, So I
helped the cabin where I figured there might be something. The Pequito Casino,
Raymond Pequito soul and legitimate proprietor. He saw me as I came through the
door, Shane, I's saying, no, you look lousy. Yeah.
A couple of t as planet hoodlums felt like playing tag I was here.
Ah, that is very sad. Well, in any case, you see,
I have quite an establishment here, mister detective. It would grieve me
if I had to part with it. Yeah, say Mark Momento, come
here, Pablo will take your place. I want to talk with you.
Mark, somebody special, Mark Hagan, the best croupier Michico. Mark.
This is mister Michael Sheen, a friend of mine. I show him around,
Mark, show him every quire. Sure, I'm glad to know mister
Shehan. You're from the States. I leave you, gentlemen, now,
there's much I gonna see your phone. Fine Town, Orleans. Sometimes I
got a yend to get back there, just to see how fine it really
is. This joint with gentleman Hagan. Oh, it's as square as a
box twenty one. You hit sixteen hole, seventeen dies but him anyway you
like with the house or against a couple of let wheels they gaped. Did
Pequido tell you to ask me those questions? It's nasty rooma going on around.
Left wheels can be rigged against the house. Yeah, I don't like
you, mister Shane. I don't know who you are or what you've got
on your mind, but I don't play like that. The Chito is my
friend. Okay, I'm sorry. So I made a mistake. I tried
now I was wrong. No hard feelings, plenty of hard feelings, mister
Shane. I think I'd like it better back at the table. You can
look around by yourself. So I did. As far as I could see,
nobody was dealing second cards. The dice didn't shimmy after they hit the
back of wood, and the roulette wheels were giving the house better than even
break and then she walked in gappy angel facing an evening down There wouldn't quit,
all smooth and round and cotton candy blom hair. She stood in the
door. I looked around the room, then nodded slightly. Little guy in
a fun colored dinner jacket and fitted in like a dream. I walked up
to him, watched the frown brow at the corners of her mouth. You
fool, get out of here. Ten years ago I had a vision about
a woman who looked like you. You don't know what you're doing. There
a lot of women, be a lot of kinds of women. I don't
know whether I like that. En We're don't scared easily be, mister Shane,
not very Should I be scared? Shoot yourself your l Yeah, and
I expect to take it back with me the gind I phrase, mister Shane,
I make book on that, and I'll coin one right back at you.
Angel five will get you ten. Ask the Maniana really only for you
tomorrow won't happen. I watched a sway the path through the ankle deep road
to the black jack table. She bought some chips and busied herself with the
game. I took a stand at the roulette wheel next to the fun colored
jacket, and watch. It's something to see men and women expensively dressed with
that same look of fascination you see around the cock fighting back of a bunnet
sink grown number five on the black. Oh, I'm sorry, senor,
you traced your money after the ball had settled. The house cannot accept you
a bit. What are you talking about? I had that hundred base hell
built down before you started to spin. I'm sorry, Senor, but that
is not so. What kind of a two bed choint is us? Anyway?
Sure I had my money down. These people will tell you. The
house insists you take back your money, Senor. There is no question about
the honesty of this. Now pay me, brother for I take his dive
apart you first. Yes, this gentleman he placed a bed after the wheel
had started. He's tugging to his hat most hundred per singer. The bill
you laid down on the table, now, if you please get out,
And he did too quickly. The big guy folded the bill carefully, winked,
grinned, and got out. In another second, I knew the reason
why Vaughan colored jacket was shoveling in a stack of chips from the number five
square, all according to house rules, except he hadn't bet any chips on
the number in the first place. I ducked out of the casino just in
time to see the big guy disappeared around the corner. I raced down the
walk, but he was more in sight, and, like it says in
the corresponding score lessons, I knelt down to look for footprints in the soft
grass. You're looking for leash? Should I be as a detective? You're
a phonny. You couldn't detect foul play if you came across the corpse in
the trunk good enough to figure out that pitch you pulled back there in the
casino. Give me a reading, Shane. What did I do? You
and the little man in the dinner jacket? You threw down a hundred pace
on not with a blue chip underneath it, You get thrown out. Dinner
jacket collects thirty five to one. You're a pigeon boy. If I had
made just like it was figured you would. Can't you talk about that gun
in your hand. It's good for shooting pigeons right now? You wait a
minute, No mo minute, Shane. You got no more time, but
your lippers, say a prayer, or just close your eyes and take it.
It's yours boy, to hold onto it. A big gun in his
hand, turned over and over. He leaned his face close to mine,
hissing softly between his teeth. There's a face that held only evil in the
world. A cane gets up close when somebody's going to die. Suddenly everything
shattered in front of me, like a bob smashed against a rock. I
got the last funny flash. Michael Shane, A guy head deep and nothing.
Just a moment. We'll return to the new adventures of Michael Shane and
the Case of the Crooked Wheel. There are some guys in this world crazy
enough to leave their happy home just for the opportunity of getting choked by a
gorilla and getting shot by a man who has fun watching people fold up under
the impact of a slug. Guys like me, all for twenty bucks a
day and expenses. And it started out as a simple nugging job, trying
to ferret out who was beating Senor Ramon Pequito's roulette wheels at his casino in
Mexico City. Only somebody was having a personal fiesta having me bounced around.
As a result, I was catching the habit of waking up in strange rooms
after each current beating. This time, I fought my way through the numbness
in my right shoulder long enough to squint out of what was around me.
There were several things, daylight, four walls, a Roulette wheel on a
round tape. When a guy I'd seen once before, who I figured didn't
never want to see me again, Mark Hagen, send your Paquito's number one,
croupier. I think it easy, Shaney, but I'll not try to
move for a while. Hey, no you caire Hagen. I brought you
to my room. It seemed like the only decent thing to do. Let
you find me. I followed you. I was afraid I was a little
too late. I apologize for that. What made you come after me?
That gag they pulled with a palm chip is the oldest dodge and Roulette had
an idea, you're a right guy. After you went after that, big
fellow had an idea, I could be some help. You see those guys
before the Big One and Skinny Laddie worked with They've been around. A fellow
who followed us called Hugo. The other one's name Drew. I didn't know
they knew each other. They should have been more careful. Guy Hugo has
a sense a human. They could kill you. I don't worry about it
anymore. I removed the bullet. You remove the bullet. It's an old
hobby of mine, taking bullets out of people. I made a living out
of fifteen years ago. I was a specialist until the log got interested.
You're a doc class of twenty eight, Midwestern class of thirty five DNA mora
license revoked for a malpractice profile of Mark hagen Bummer. So you drifted down
here and went to work for Pequito. Well, it's a living, Shane.
Being a croupier has its points. Nobody asked questions and gives you a
chance to use your hands, doesn't it? But yes, what made you
ask them? Roulette wheel on the table? She get enough practice at the
casino sometimes, my friend, it's an indiscretion to inquire into motives. Look,
I'll tell you something, Hagen. It could be a wild, wild
dream, but I'll tell you about it anyhow. Yeah about you? Maybe
about a croupier clever enough to spin a wheel in such a way that the
ball drops in any slotty once. Oh you're already your mind, Shane.
Maybe, but I don't think so. It's been done before. I can't
give the place and date, but it's been done as I remember it.
The croupier was a frustrated violinist. He had no talent for the violin,
but he could make that wheel whistle, Dixie, just like you go on.
Yeah, the next surgeon could get the same idea. A man who
could do things with his hands, intricate things. What other reason for the
roulette wheel on that table over there? Practice? What are you going to
do about it? I could tell Pakito it's what he hired me for.
If you did that, I'd kill you. Yeah, maybe you would that.
That's a promise, Shane. Okay, Oh say no more, Come
on, Gabby, close the door. Congratulations mister Shane. Oh you two
know each other? Sure? Yesterday your lady love was making book. I'd
be washed up on the beach. I see you. I must made it
a ready? What stop you? So? What is this, Hagan?
I'm going to do you if I'm gonna give you some advice? What makes
you think Mark need your advice? Get rid of her? Hagen, she's
no good voice. It's not good for anybody. Don't listen to him.
Mark, go ahead, sure, see if you can follow me. I
come to Mexico City and immediately get beat up by two thugs. I wake
up in Gabby's room. She claims that if it wasn't for her, they
would have killed me. He's lying. Understand, Hagen, I'm a stranger
here. The only reason anyone would want me out of the way is because
I could have been hired the queerers act. Okay, so far, yes,
it makes sense. So it follows that Gabby had made some sort of
play with these thugs. Maybe something you don't know about. Mark. Everything
you say is a lie. You're being very impolite, my dear. The
way it looks from here, Hagen, is a little Gabby has you frame
for a far guy. From here? That's the only way I see you.
How you sit down? You sit down and shut up. I'm getting
out of you. I do you want any part of you? Hagan?
You what you're staying, Dear. I can't afford to let you one of
my sight. Mister Shane might be having a wild dream, as he said,
but I can't take the chance that's sit down. I left the happy
couple and walked out into the midday Mexican sunshine. Things were beginning to add
up. The guy who nearly broke my neck and the man with a gun
with the same That was Hugo. I heard the name before I passed out
the first time, and it was an even bet that the lazy Tucker and
the dapper gent name drew or identical. But for a one armed detective without
a license to carry a gun in Mexico, there wasn't much I could do
about either one of them. It was time to go back and resign my
job. I couldn't put the finger on Hagan anyhow, So I caught a
cap at the Pikito Casino, walked into the senor's private office. Oh yaaa
ya guy. Each time I see you, mister Diet, you look worse.
Perhaps this climate doesn't agree with you. As a matter of fact,
Senior Pikito, the time has come to a bit of reluctant Oh well to
the land of mothers. Oh, mister deectiv observed before you a person who
is deeply puzzled. Yeah. A few minutes ago, I receive a call
by telephone from Mark Hagen. He is leading my employee. Yeah, why
tonight? Tonight he would be pa for the last time at the Pakito Casino.
I don't understand why you tell me why, mister detectiv Ah, your
guess as good as mine. Maybe the climate doesn't agree with him either.
This I doubt, mister Detectiva, you have observed, sayor Hagen, what
is your impression as to his integrity? Like I said, your guess is
as good as mine. It is enough to make a guess anyhow I can
mail me watch your me the New Orleans. I'm quitting, Senor, Yes,
but why every time somebody tries to knock me off they come a little
bit closer? Now, hast whatever it is to wait, wait, look
just this evening, remain here at the casino. This I ask you,
as a favorite personal to rama. I even say, please listen. Please.
Well, I don't know, Senor, I don't know what good I
can be two year perhaps no good at an You just stay here, observe
that. He's all I ask you to do for these double wages, double
expenses, well very well, triple Sunday night, triple play. Agreed,
Agreed, Senor, I will observe another hour of the joint began to fill
up, and a few minutes after that, Gabby walked into the room,
still looking like an angel. Away some women who are devils Still, She
strolled over to the roulette table where Hagen was raking him in and put a
stack on the red I wasn't a sign of recognition between Hagen and the girl.
Seven pays red pays number seven on the red way your bets for the
next spin. No bets can be made after the queen starts. On the
next spin. The girl won again, and she lost. Soon she began
to double her bets and kept winning more times than she didn't. When she
started to play individual numbers, she made the law of averages look like something
and hadn't passed Congress yet. Just before she bet number four, I watched
Hagen fold his thumb under his palm and rubbed the side of his face with
the rest of his hand. Watrown Negro four page black, page number four
on the flat, Young lady, seems to be lucky this evening. I've
been observing you. Oh, I'm always lucky at your tables. Yes,
I have observed that too, Mark, Mark, stop the wheel. I
wish to see just how lucky this young lady is. Ladies and gentlemen,
you will pick up your bets if you care to play there at the other
tables. Please This qheel shall be used exclusive to test the young lady's luck.
But it is your intention to break the bank, is it not?
So? Spin the queel mark. It was simple enough to figure out the
two of them Hagen and Gabby were making a one final grab and a whole
lot of money. Whatever his friendship for Pekito might have been, Hagen was
forgetting all about it the girl in the door. He had a full proof
gimmick to do it in another hour, roughly one hundred thousand pacos stacked in
front of the girl. If the young lady doesn't mind, it is a
gentleman who wishes to join her. It was a dapple ladd and a dinner
jacket. The guy named Drew yea be stiff and when she signed, I
don't know this is my last spin. That's too bad, ma'am. I
had that idea I could ride along on your streak. I'd be very disappointed,
man, But I thought Senor Pakita's quite all right. Young lady.
The gentleman informs me he wishes to make his wager in the identical summon number
as you do. It's just like a senor, says, man, won't
spend any more. I guess I can take a chance. You do it
all right, very well, all of it. I did the whole amount
on number one. Good. That's fine man, number one. It is
hundred thousand pacos riding right along with you. Spend a wheel, mister.
It was a sight to see a girl a knuckle clamp between the teeth,
pakito with a tight little smile, and Drew staring that's all, just staring
down at the table. The only one hoover was Hagen. His right hand
slid across his chest to the inside of his coat dress. Rawle number three
paces, why are you double? The flash from Drew's gun lit on a
flying steel blade. Hagen spun across the room, hammered back. When a
bullet shit tore through his chest. Drew stopped shooting and tried to speak his
words stuck on the knife blade in his throat. They almost fell into each
other's arms. I turned just fast enough to see the girl disappears through the
side entrance, and I went after outside there was nothing. I held a
cab and gave him directions to the only place I knew how to look,
Gabby's room. I took a wooden stairs, three at a time, down
the hall to the doormark Number six happened a man that's likely the only one
has left. Yeah. Everything, you have a part of dice that doesn't
keep going. Two true, boy, it looks like I'm batting one thousand
a day. Put that gun and wear no killing, no more no.
In a moment, we'll be back with a thrilling climax to the night's Michael
Shane adventure. I watched the smoke curler from the snout of Gabby's revolver mixed
with her yellow hair, and then flung up to the ceiling. She stared
at Hugo's couple body, let the gun drop from her limp fingers. I
picked it up. Then she stared at me. Aren't you going to thank
me for saving your life? Sure? Thanks. She killed Hugo to save
your own beautiful skin. You are mixed up already. He killed him because
you know he'd never believed your story about what happened at the casino. You
didn't have enough time you go enjoyed killing too much himself, especially people he
thought crossed him. What are you talking about? You had a good pitch
with Hagen. He could put that ball in any number or color you better
on. But that wasn't enough for you. Doesn't matter now, he thought,
like a w profit by throwing in with Hugo and Drew. Maybe you're
going to double cross them too. I don't know. There's still plenty enough
for both of us. Take your choice. Angel, the Police of a
Kido. We're go away together, you and night to night. There's a
plan, all of you and half we can make it. We're good for
each other. Listen, Listen to me. Plenty yours in mine. Listen
to me. Hello, operator, listen to me. Yeah, we the
police. This is your director, Bell Russo again. Our story is based
on characters created by Brett Halliday. The New Adventures of Michael Shane is a
Don W. Sharp production, transcribed in Hollywood and distributed exclusively by the Broadcasters
Guild. Welcome back. A couple of things to say for this episode.
First of all, you get to hear Frank Lovejoy in a supporting role,
and that's one thing for a lot of the middle nineteen forties syndicated programs,
whether it was Box thirteen or Michael Shane or some other series, is there
was a lot of up and couming talent that will become big names later on
the forties and even into the early fifties who were available. And obviously Frank
Lovejoy is a great talent here. One thing I did notice and appreciate it
in this particular episode is when Shane gets knocked out when going into town that
they didn't have him immediately come to, and the music, particularly the music
when he was out, I think really kind of built the mood and almost
made you feel, you know, the feeling of being knocked out. I
guess that's an odd compliment, you know, music to be concussed to,
but I think what we heard certainly qualify. Now. The reason we're playing
this episode is that I read that the first episode of gun Smoke, pilot
episode somewhat infamous pilot episode from nineteen forty nine, was actually adapted by David
Freakin and Mort Fine from the Michael Shane episode we just heard. So we're
going to go ahead now and listen to the first episode of gun Smoke.
Mark Dylan Goes to Gouji. This pilot audition to eight was June eleventh,
nineteen forty nine, and the title is Mark Dylan Goes to Gauji. Gunsmoke.
The story of the violence that moved westward with Young America. The story
of one man who moved with it. Mark Dylan, United States Marshall lives
on the Western Plain, where the tongue of fight and an ounce of the
brain who hurts the cows as he robs the train goes by the name of
it. Was part of it, A singing saddle bum, a cowboy,
a drifted They all drifted here to Dodge City one time or another. End,
So the end of the track and the start of the wilderness, a
dumping ground, the odds and ends, beginnings, leftovers. It's a place
to stop and take the kind of pleasure you need, place to pass through.
Sometimes it's a place to die. My part of it was a sunshide
shack rent paid by the United States Governors and a Marshall's badge furnished flee.
I was at the window, watching the heat plump itself with Kansas dust and
rolling towards the town. When the door open, Your name Dylan you're a
United States marsher. She was about fifty half poke bonnet rest gingham shoes.
Beat it, Indian mateleson. I learned about you and go guy that there
was a steady marshal here and leven for six months running who they've been lying
to? Four? They say you can break a man's heart at fifty yards
day, You and your gun's already done that. What's on your mind?
I could just saddle up and get down the gouguy Why my husband husband owns
the white Buffalo Ulett music drinks the day, the Roulette Wheels cooking. Look,
ma'am, after Roulette wheels in the west of public cooking maybe and then
Gouja they kill a man for running a crooked wheel. Well, look,
ma'am, I have a Gale Conquirius. That's my name. Yeah, well,
missus Conquii. If you don't need a marshal, you need an honest
husband that wheels no more crooked than you are. He's wise. From all
I hear about you, it was I would none of the money's one from
it. Don't saw me, Marsel. The money don't just mean money to
me. It means books for Indian kids and writing stuff, slates and all
masonry. He the gambler and the Philandro and a coper for a husband.
Teach Engian kids, that's all. He seem to behave a little learning,
that's all. It's good work man. These towns could use more people like
you. Never mind that if I don't get to help, those kids will
go back to the wild ways and not have a dead husband. You'll coming.
You have to ride that new some more, riding back to down Jim.
I'll make it soon, Marsel, I'll be a convulsion down there if
you don't. It was nice when the town of Gougi came out of the
wilderness and beckoned to me like the painted skinny hag. If God City had
a tougher sister, this was it. I rode up to the white buffalo
and started the time a horse to a hitching post, whittle of the shape
of a pawny girl. When suddenly the gun on my back told me I
wasn't alone. You won't like it here, my shoo, pretty as it
is, you won't like it. No, no, and they don't turn
around my shoo. I'm shy and I'm modest, and I embarrass easy isn't
that so Harold, You see, Harold thinks its own. Harold had his
tongue clipped apaches. Maybe it was too long on. That's not a genteel
thing to say to Harold Marshoo. He takes of thanks. I'm new here.
Back in Dodge City. The etiquette's a little more formal. Then go
back to Dodge. We're very happy here in galjaying like little birds. You
could spoil it. I was invited special invitation. The party's over. No
hell, something lashed out across my skull. Feet of glass splitt in my
brain from far far away, I heard some words. I wanted to kill
him, but I couldn't. I didn't know who he was. I hadn't
seen his face, but I knew I'd never forget that voice and that crazy
giggle. But I opened my eyes up. I was in dolgized dirty.
I picked myself up and waited till the town stopped its dizzy dance. And
it's a third time around. The spotted the horse took struck my head and
get rid of the blood in my face. I finally pushed my bones to
the swinging doors of a white buffalo. It was the usual kind of place
like missus Canda has said, let music drinks. I got halfway across the
floor towards the bar. Then I saw and heard it. Swimbler hair molded
black, something profane, an exquisite distilled into her features. She looked at
me, and when she spoke it was as if she hadn't quit. Sa
Oh a lot Immersia with a new star and a natty bush. You buy
a drink, na Chico, here's a butt, Buy yourself an egg?
Where can I find the owner? Over there by the portal table? Thanks?
Yeah, but he seeing you your name cantaris see Oh the bush from
Dutch City. Oh, you have the look of the large headaches in your
Yeah. Someone else besides you and your wife was expecting my dad. It
wasn't good, I see. But I'm glad you have clubbed seeing a my
look at that. You'll see my place the white buffalo. So it proprietor
an owner magnificously established, and no looks like your magnificent establishment takes playing for
weeks. Now I'm losing money on the roulette. We still people say this
is crooked. Someone Swinglily, say you this someone? I swear I will
kill that unless you find him for me. That is where my wife comes
to. You are still to come, tokajack. She had a little difference.
She's afraid that someone might kill you first. That might happen, but
not so long as he can swing bardon why kill the chicken with the golden
eggs? An you? Well, let's have a look at this squealiers see
well on me? Wow, bred who is your spinner, Greg Hagen?
Based any territory? Suppose you'll let me look around myself as you was saying,
oh, you'll find that someone who is swingling my wings. I'll give
it a try, mister Camparies. When Ontarius left me alone, I watched
the tables for a while. Nothing happened. Wheel didn't look crooked. It
was being swindled. It was done clever. Finally I moved around near the
coupier Hagen. Yeah, see you a minute, Oh Marshall, Yeah,
Bill take over for a minute. Okay, Marshall, what can I do
for you? It's joint legitimate? Why ask me, Quantuarius? I know
so propriet an on a rumor? Has it the wheels rigged? Is it
the buzz it is? Well? Man, I could win, You could
win too, maybe twenty five percent of what I win and Contuarius wouldn't know.
Keep talking. We both got to live fifty percent. Now get this,
Conquarius is my friend. Sorry, I'm in a mistake. No hard
feelings. That a hard feeling. I think I like it better. Back
at the table, look around yourself, make up your own mind about the
wheel. So I did. Mostly I hung around the roulette table. As
far as I could see. The wheel was given a house and the customers
and even break. Just about the time I started to walk away, two
new players came up to the crowded table, one pasty Face, handsome and
a week chins at the way, the other a big, silent hulk of
a man with a drooping lower lip. It didn't seem to be together or
even know each other. I'm an ex spin. The ball fell into twenty
nine, bounced out, rolled around thirteen, finally settled in double low.
Just as it did, Pasty Face reached out and put one hundred dollar bill
on double low. Greg Hagen, the croupier, looked up and spoke soft
but sorry, mister, you placed your bed after the ball settled. The
house can't accept it. I had that hundred dollars down before you started the
spin pay me on. Sorry, mister, the house says, you take
back your money, how well, Jamie Brother, before I make brush out
of this joint. You first. Yeah, this man placed the bed after
the ball does Ah, he's crazy, had the bed down a plenty of
time, so I thought, the croupier's always right, take your bill from
the table, and if you please get out. He heard fast, too
fast. As he went, I started to remember his voice. I'd heard
it before, with a voice behind my back when I first hit town,
And all of a sudden it made sense, and I knew I'd found out
one way the spaniard was getting looked. Pasty Face on the hull or a
team on Pasty Face picked up the bill. There was a blue chip under
it on double O, and the house paid off to the hull, all
according to Hoyle except for one thing. The whole catn't placed any vets with
a good stunt. There had to be more too it than that. So
I gave Contoirius a nod and followed Pasty Face as he leapt. I got
out of the casino just in time to see him disappear around the corner.
I took it easy for light and easy, and a bullet nubbed the dust
of my feet. I ducked into the shadows, whipped out my guns.
A flash should come from a narrow passageway between two buildings. Sally Marshall,
come on in and get me. Wait right there, kid, It was
in there, somewhere in that long slab of night that was too black to
see through, somewhere in the I put my back against the wall and sliding
strike a match. I want to see your face when it happens to you.
Fry knows you shoot birds. You'll miss you know that, Marshall,
But I won't because your gun flash will tell me where you are. Real
clever. That was clever what you did back at the White Buffalo, honest
injin. Now tell me about you and your friend. That was Harold Huh,
a giggler with a talent for pistol whipping. Tell me some more about
it. You throw down one hundred dollar bill with a blue chip underneath it
after the ball box and get yourself thrown out. Harold collects thirty. I
have to one. Did Harold do that? Oh hell, did you do
that? And there he was framed in the entrance of the alley. I
was caught between them. Hasty face and the mute called Harold the big guns,
and Harold's hands turned over and over. His face held all the evil
in the world. All right, Harold, take him. He was shooting
waist high along the wall, and it was getting close. There was only
one thing to do, and I couldn't mess You got, Harold, Marsha.
But you made a mistake. Your gun flesh gave you a way.
When I opened my eyes, I was in a place I'd never been before,
kind of cottonwood, clemming. I eased the wound in my shoulder,
and I'm across a smoldering campfire. I saw it, the girl who of
white bubble. A morning sun lighted up the features of a man at her
feet. It was Signor Rafael Ramo Jose Contois, and the bullet hole in
the middle of his forehead gave him an extra Now it was Sennor Rafael Ramo
Jose Conquire. As they ceased, and the pretty Senor Reader was singing a
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Marshal and gun smoke had consul. Yes, but mon chief, are you
another one? Nor dreams the contents or death to be a reticulation and then
ride away on a black Hmm. Yeah, I'm lucky. Who are you?
How did you get? They call me to mouth. I brought you
here the wagon over there in the burrow. You are moly lucky cheaper.
The bullet was for your heart, but it can't it tilt in your shoulder.
It's not your trying to die. But it was contarrious, perhaps to
brave. It's been empty too long. You know him well? See I
know it well enough to kill him. I did not kill him in your
Contorius was smug? Protect What did he protect you from himself? I like
your mouth better when it was gently cheaper? And who did kill him?
Oh? Would I know? It was there like that when we arrived?
Why did you bring me here? I like you check. That's why I
tell you. If you leave, go back to Dodge City. Did you
die? Die in Dodge City? It is not good here for either one.
Why didn't tasty face finish the job? Not after you were wounded?
I came in there. I'm persuaded when you were dead? He persuades easy,
He persuade easy. For tomorrow. The shots were heard, people came.
Senor Drew does not like attention. Drew. His name is Drew.
But why here? What'd you bring me here for? I thought compliance could
help you after wrong when your friend? How do you know that? I
saw you're talking together in the White Buffalo. But to night out of the
darkness death found compliers. I'm fired, ursy, pursy, and to me
woman around the horse with you within an inter of your night fair Senor,
Hello, Marshall, go in yourself. Get up, Contrary, get up,
he's dead, man. You shouldn't be lying there on the cold ground.
Lift them under the cart. I will help you, so you so
much as touching markire so obvious. Give me that blanket, Marsha. You
won't need it. Sure here, man, you're pretty strong to lift him
by yourself. I've done it before. You're hurt, Marsha, I'll be
all right. You can come too if you want to. Marshall, I'll
take you back to town. Yes, ma'am. I didn't think she'd make
it, but she did. Somewhere on that long wagon ride back to town,
she squeezed a tear under her cheek, just one tier, But for
missus Contoirius, it was a major emotion. The sun was doing its best
to charge the wood frame buildings when we hid guard. All right, Martha,
get out of the wagon. Why bring me back to goug I just
so I could pick my own gutter. That door, check door right over
there, try it, Get up, Come on, Dylan. All you
have to do is lift your arm and knock on the door. Yeah,
wow, Marshal, what's the offer this time? One hundred and fifty percent
Hey, yeah, hurt, Come on in? Thanks? Who sent you
here? Missus contoius? Oh better cut away that shirt? Why do you
send me here? Greg? Not need, Marshall, not need at all?
Why here, Gregg? You were duck? Lie still I get some
things. You haven't answered my question. Do things with my hand, Marshall
in the left wheel and expect you were duck? Yeah, I'm a doctor.
Was had a shingle shiny one, and they said I couldn't have it
anymore. They had a word for it, mal practice. They said I
did something. What are you looking at? I had left wheel on the
table over there? So matter? Greg? Don't you give enough practice at
the White Buffalo? Do you want this moon fixed or not? Yeah?
Yeah, sure it's like Greg, Yeah, I once heard about Croupier clever
enough to spin a wheel and drop a ball into winning Slottly one. It
hit it about once out of five times, not bad. Once in four
is better? What about it? I couldn't mention it to missus Contarius.
Round up you and Drew and go back to Dodge City through Pasty faced guy,
the guy who pulled a fast trick with a chip and one hundred dollar
bill last night. I didn't know I refused the bed, didn't I.
Yeah, that's what doesn't fit. I'd stop worrying about it. If I
were you, Marshall, I could keep this wound open and let it bleed.
On the other hand, you could take the bullet out. Yeah,
I could do that, And I owe you something I wouldn't have to remember
you, missus cantars like this, Marshall. First, I just wanted to
tame the wheel. Bennett got out of hand. Tamma have anything to do
with get an out of hand? What do you know about I'm ready to
take the bullet out, Marshall. You're gonna keep what you know to yourself?
Take the bullet out? Oh, bipe my lip? Yeah, do
that, Marshall. Then I suppose I bit my lip, But all I
got was pain in my mouth. I didn't need that. There was enough
pain. There was a pain that was painted in red, and it couldn't
decide whether it was a flame or an icicle. When I woke up,
Greg was talking to someone. It didn't take long to recognize the voice.
You should have let him die, Chico. It would only cast He's got
nothing on me. Only trouble I got is you every man in town.
You couldn't even leave the Marshal alone. Yeah, you're crazy. I found
the Marshall in the Cottonwood clearing, like I told you when I can.
Yeah, keeping your little rundable with contuaria I wanted Tomorrow. I told you
if I ever caught you with Contuarias again, I'd kill him, and I
did. I'm sorry I heard you say that. Greg. Don't be sorry.
Just leave town. I could have let you die. Marshall. You're
gonna take it, Greg, But first I'm going to give you some advice.
Yeah, get rid of tom One of her stories is bad, either
the one she told Jo or the one she told me. She told me
she brought me the Cottonwood clearing, persuaded Drew that I was dead. If
that's true, then it follows a cruise cut your time, the same as
contoire As was. You can't kill everybody. Tomorrow takes up with the Marshall
talking to his wound. Tomorrow. He's delirious, he's lying. I found
him in the clearing, as I told you. Well, Greg, who
do you believe me? Or Tomorrow? Get out Marshall, Get out and
leave tom can't Greg Grunt yet gotta take it. Also, there's a personal
man to attend. I couldn't let you die, Marshall. Remember yeah,
I'll testify at your Troyal. Greg him shut up. You know tomorrow you've
got too many friends. It's a lie. Everything he says is alive.
Maybe we'll stay one more night in Valji. Just one more night, that's
all we'll need. No good Greg, I'll have to take you. Whether
you're shooting nominous sling, I don't think so. I'll gamble on a Greg.
What odds. I got up and left Greg shack. He didn't try
to stop me. One thing about Greggy wasn't afraid of me or anybody else.
I went back to the White Buffalo and waited. About an hour later,
Missus Contoireus drove up. She was wearing black. She just come from
her husband's funeral, and me your goodam, Marshall, I do under rip
this dress, yes, ma'am. Hey guy, was it a nice funeral?
Man? Yes, Marshall, the kid's behaved real nice. You've done
a good job on him. Man. Thanks, Come in and have a
drink, Marshall, you look piking. I followed her into the casino and
an hour began to fill up. I hid myself behind the stairs, where
I had a clear view of the roulette table, and waited it. About
eight Tomorrow walked through the door, Tomorrow an address of red Tomar buckle with
silver. She strolled over to the table and put some chips on the black
as Greg's fun. There was no sign of recognition between them. Seven black,
seven pays black pays. Place your bets on an ex spin tomorrow one
again, and then she lost. She doubled her bets and won more times,
and she lost. After a while, she stopped playing colors and switched
to single numbers thirty five to one. She kept on winning about one out
of four. Like Greg said, in an hour, there was roughly twenty
thousand dollars stacked in front of her. Just before she bet number thirteen,
I saw Greg bold his thumb under his palm and rubbed the side of his
face. Thirteen black, thirteen pays black pays. Happy are very lucky tonight,
Tomar, tonight, Senora. But I'm always lucky at your table flow
not as lucky as tonight. Sorry, man, this is a private table
from now on, and I'll move to the second. We are right over
there private table, Senora, Yes, that's due. And this gentleman,
a man Abigail thumbed it over his shoulder, was mister Drew in person.
I put my good hand on my gun. I'm prepared to finish my unfinished
business, and I decided to wait for the piece to play itself up.
I didn't know what missus Contoire has had in mind, but this show was
too good to spoil. Tomorrow, Greg and Drew, I don't know.
This is my last spin. That's all right, tomorrow, our mister Drew.
Once is just one spin, right, mister Drew. Yeah, guy's
one spin with a little lady. But mister Drew, yeah, but I
do not feel like better will spin once more? Why all of my chips
on number one, m number one, and that's a good number number one.
I'll take ten thousand in gold, number one ray red three paste.
Greig didn't have a chance. The knife he tried to draw his hammered back
by the bullets that tore through his hand and across his chest. Suddenly his
face changed. He looked young and hurt, and they shamed of the blood
that he couldn't hold back. It'll make me happy if no one tries to
follow us, let's go to mind. He held his guns like they were
dogs on a leash that could snap easy. He waited for tomorrow to scoop
up the money, and they backed out of the casino. You'll let him
get away, Mars. I don't think so, ma'am. He knows I'll
come and get him. He'll be waiting for him if he wanted to finish
me off. If he can, and I'm gonna give him his chance.
I figured there was only one place to look. They were rest and easy
in the cottonwood clearer. I knew you'd have to come after me. Myshaw.
You're funnier than an actor. I saw one once and diede you're funnier
maybe a laugh tweasy drool like a kill, tweasy Myshall with a gun.
I'm and a sling chasing the killer. Go away, Marshall, go away
while there's still time. I got nothing but time. I'll wait. You're
wrong, my shoe, You've got no time at all. Yeah, Chico,
Chico, Lisa, do not believe this is impossible that someone could shoot
faster than senior drew. But what your left? Oh Chico, you're so
very quick with your gun. I like that about him. Man, take
it easy tomorrow. Come on, let's go go, not no emotion.
There's time. Sit here, sit here next to like this. See you
know what I think. I think he had a great thing with Greg.
You can put that ball on any number you bet on. That wasn't enough
for you, But it doesn't matter. No, you thought you could double
your profits by throwing in with Drew. Maybe you we're gonna double cross him
too, I don't know. Don't worry about it, Chico. The money
is yours too. It belongs to missus Guntwys. That's who's gonna get it.
What are you talking about? Take your choice. Come back with me
to the jail and goujai, or I'll turn you over to missus gun Twise,
I don't think he could stand having you align you. Come on,
this is the first time I've ever held a gun and a woman. Surely,
surely you are playing with me. You're an accessory to murder. Timrod,
we go way together, you and I Mako new Orlean. Listen to
you and I let's go to listen to me. There's plenty money yours and
mine. Listen. Put her arms around my neck and her lips close to
my ear, and for a long time, for a long long time,
first in English and in Spanish, then in Cherokee, then in a language
I couldn't recognize. She whispered at me every foul name in the book.
She was talented. She didn't repeat herself once. Sama didn't understand that a
marshall had a job to do, and that the job got done. On
the way back to which I came across a cottonwood clearing I've never noticed before.
I rode down into it. A small animals scurried off a log and
lost itself in the shadows, and I was alone for a time after that.
For a long time after that, I thought about tomorrow. He'd given
her a guitar, but I knew she wouldn't be singing much longer. The
rest of the way home, the country was dust got inside of my mouth.
It stayed there. Welcome back. There can be some criticism labled at
this episode. Certainly I'm going to do some of that, but I do
have to praise a couple of things. Usually when we do this sort of
special, we find a lot of scenes word for word, and sometimes even
copied from one location to another where it doesn't make sense. Even when we
did a voyage of the Scarlet Queen episode that was adapted to Johnny Dowler,
there were relatively few changes here. It feels like mort Fine and David Freakin
used a lot of the plot details from their Michael Shane's script and do some
heavy rewriting to try and make it work better for a Western format. I
think the idea of having the wife be the one who came to Dylan was
a good idea. However, there are some things that I think work or
a hard boiled detective that don't really work well. If you're writing an Old
West marshal. The idea that you're going to beat up a US Marshal and
take even the slightest chance that he might go free is absurd. The murder
that the Croupier perpetrated also creates all sorts of plot problems. Marshall Dylan at
that point really can't consider leaving and also having a murder committed. It's all
sorts of a plot problems. Ating with the Marshals say to the crup you
know I just overheard you admitting being a murderer. You really need to dump
your girlfriend before you do something stupid. It made sense in the Michael Satan
Gone deck does not make sense here, and it certainly doesn't make sense for
him to let the Marshall lift because he's already committed one murder. I mean,
the best argument you could make is he only murdered his friend because his
friend was making time with his girlfriend. And it's not like his girlfriend was
making time with the Marshall. Okay, so that doesn't actually make any sense.
This pilot had a lot of problems out to their credit, CBS would
actually remake the pilot with Howard Culver and a more estern feeling script, although
they would shelve the series. It kind of reminded me of special I saw.
It was like a Daffy Duck special ware. The producer advised that they
would remake the film that Daffy had before they shelved it. It's like,
Okay, this is not good enough even for the films for shelvings, so
we need to remake it before we shelved it. Now, one other thing
I would know. I think that the first time I played this, I
did not know a lot about Rye Billsberry. And that's actually because he kind
of professionally changed the name he went under to Michael Rye. He had an
incredible voice acting career going into the nineteen nineties. If you grew up you
know the older gen X would know him from his work in Super Friends as
both Green Lantern and Apache Chief. If you were a bit older than that,
then you may have known him from the nineteen sixty six Lone Ranger animated
series. Oh for the Golden Age of Radio. He was best known as
Jack Armstrong All American Boy from nineteen forty four to nineteen forty six, as
well as doing announcing duties on a wide variety of different programs, whether operating
under the name Michael Rye bring his later career, or Rye Billsbury during the
early parts of career. He was a talented guy. He just did not
get quite the script he needed to make this take on gun Smoke work.
All right, So I hope you enjoyed this comparison and we will hopefully look
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keep your hooks off at necklace that's mine? I had at your wife over
here. Oh, mister Spain, you haven't met the bride yet, have
you? No? Thank you? I wish you a lot of like missus
rush Light. You're gonna need it. Thank you well, I suppose now
as well as any time. Colonel Oh very well, my dear quiet.
Please hide everyone and missus rich Light, the old, the elements of rush
Light, that is, have something to say to you, mister Spain.
Yes, and the necklace when you please hand it to me with pleasure.
I'm tired of looking at Oh you're not done yet. Close by my side,
dear friends, at this solemn moment, I want first of all to
welcome this dear little girl into the rush Light family. Thank you, yes,
And now, dear ladder, I will place around your neck the gym,
which was my heritage when I became a rushlight, and which is now
yours. Thank you. Now, what's wrong? Heck? Here? I
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