Will I Ever Play the Piano Again Doc

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Curly Bill: [takes a beak with Wyatt's signature from a client and throws it on the faro table] Wyatt Earp, huh? I heard of you.

Ike Clanton: Listen, Mr. Kansas Law Dog. Law don't get around here. Savvy?

Wyatt Earp: I'm retired.

Curly Neb: Good. That's real good.

Ike Clanton: Yeah, that's proficient, Mr. Law Canis familiaris, 'crusade constabulary simply don't go around hither.

Wyatt Earp: I heard y'all the starting time time.

[flips a card]

Wyatt Earp: Winner to the King, five hundred dollars.

Curly Bill: Shut up, Ike.

Johnny Ringo: [Ringo steps upwardly to Doc] And you must be Doc Holliday.

Doc Holliday: That'due south the rumor.

Johnny Ringo: You retired too?

Dr. Holliday: Not me. I'thousand in my prime.

Johnny Ringo: Yes, you look information technology.

Dr. Holliday: And y'all must be Ringo. Wait, darling, Johnny Ringo. The deadliest pistoleer since Wild Nib, they say. What do y'all think, darling? Should I detest him?

Kate: You don't even know him.

Medico Holliday: Yes, but there's simply something about him. Something around the optics, I don't know, reminds me of... me. No. I'm sure of it, I hate him.

Wyatt Earp: [to Ringo] He's drunk.

Doc Holliday: In vino veritas.

["In wine is truth" pregnant: "When I'm drinking, I speak my mind"]

Johnny Ringo: Historic period quod agis.

["Do what you lot do" meaning: "Exercise what you lot do best"]

Doc Holliday: Credat Judaeus apella, non ego.

["The Jew Apella may believe it, non I" meaning: "I don't believe drinking is what I do best."]

Johnny Ringo: [pats his gun] Eventus stultorum magister.

["Events are the teachers of fools" significant: "Fools have to larn by experience"]

Doc Holliday: [gives a Cheshire cat smile] In pace requiescat.

["Residuum in peace" meaning: "Information technology's your funeral!"]

Tombstone Marshal Fred White: Come up on boys. Nosotros don't want any problem in here. Not in whatever linguistic communication.

Md Holliday: Evidently Mr. Ringo'southward an educated man. Now I actually hate him.

Ike Clanton: What is that now? Twelve easily in a row? Holliday, son of a bitch, nobody's that lucky.

Doc Holliday: Why Ike, whatever practise you mean? Peradventure poker'due south just not your game Ike. I know! Let'south take a spelling contest!

Md Holliday: [taunting a menu player who believes Holliday is cheating him] Why Ed does this mean we're not friends anymore? You lot know Ed, if I idea you weren't my friend... I simply don't think I could bear it!

Doctor Holliday: [to Johnny Ringo, after shooting him in a duel] You lot're no daisy! You're no daisy at all. Poor soul, you were simply too high strung.

Doc Holliday: [to Johnny Ringo] Why Johnny Ringo, you look like somebody merely walked over your grave.

Doc Holliday: What did you e'er want?

Wyatt Earp: Just to live a normal life.

Doc Holliday: At that place's no normal life, Wyatt, it'due south simply life. Go on with it.

Wyatt Earp: Don't know how.

Doc Holliday: Sure you do. Say farewell to me. Go grab that spirited actress and make her your own. Take that beauty from it, don't look dorsum. Live every second. Live right on to the cease. Live Wyatt. Live for me. Wyatt, if you were always my friend - if ya ever had even the slightest of feelin' for me, leave now. Leave now... Please.

Wyatt Earp: Thanks for e'er being there, Doctor.

Wyatt Earp: All correct, Clanton... you called down the thunder, well at present you've got it! You lot encounter that?

[pulls open his coat, revealing a badge]

Wyatt Earp: Information technology says United States Marshal!

Ike Clanton: [terrified, pleading] Wyatt, please, I...

Wyatt Earp: [referring to Stilwell, laying expressionless] Take a good expect at him, Ike... 'cause that's how you're gonna end upwards!

[shoves Ike down roughly with his boot]

Wyatt Earp: The Cowboys are finished, you understand? I run across a red sash, I kill the man wearin' it!

[lets Ike upward to run for his life]

Wyatt Earp: So run, you cur... RUN! Tell all the other curs the law's comin'!

[shouts]

Wyatt Earp: You tell 'em I'M coming... and hell'south coming with me, yous hear?...

[louder]

Wyatt Earp: Hell's coming with me!

Doc Holliday: Nonsense, I accept not yet begun to defile myself.

Wyatt Earp: What makes a homo like Ringo, Doc? What makes him exercise the things he does?

Doc Holliday: A man like Ringo has got a cracking big hole, right in the heart of him. He tin can never kill enough, or steal enough, or inflict enough hurting to always make full it.

Wyatt Earp: What does he demand?

Medico Holliday: Revenge.

Wyatt Earp: For what?

Physician Holliday: Bein' born.

Baton Clanton: Why, it's the drunkard pianoforte thespian. You're then drunk, y'all can't hit nothin'. In fact, you're probably seeing double.

[Billy Clanton draws a knife]

Dr. Holliday: [takes out a 2d gun] I have two guns, i for each of ya.

[Wyatt Earp has simply found out that the devil in a play was performed past a woman]

Wyatt Earp: Well, I'll exist damned.

Physician Holliday: You may indeed, if you get lucky.

Wyatt Earp: [Tyler reaches for his gun] Go ahead, pare information technology! Skin that smokewagon and run into what happens!

Johnny Tyler: [stammers, scared] Listen, mister, I - I'm - I'm - I'm gettin' atrocious tired of your...

Wyatt Earp: [slaps Tyler across the face, unafraid] I'thousand gettin' tired of your gas. Now jerk that pistol and become to work!

Wyatt Earp: [slaps him harder, now completely steely-eyed] I said throw down, male child!

Frank McLaury: [a mortally wounded McLaury is taking aim at Medico] I've got yous now... you son of a bitch!

Doc Holliday: [holds upwardly arms] You're a daisy if you practise!

[Morgan shoots McLaury]

Billy Clanton: [as Doc Holliday is drunkenly playing a somber piece on the saloon piano, Clanton speaks, simply equally drunkenly] Is that "Erstwhile Dog Trey? Sounds like "Old Canis familiaris Trey."

Doc Holliday: Pardon?

Baton Clanton: Stephen Foster. "Oh, Susannah", "Camptown Races". Stephen stinking Foster.

Md Holliday: Ah, yes. Well, this happens to be a nocturne.

Billy Clanton: A which?

Doc Holliday: You lot know, Frederic fucking Chopin.

Wyatt Earp: From now on I see a red sash, I kill the man wearing it. Then run you cur. And tell the other curs the law is coming. Y'all tell 'em I'k coming! And Hell's coming with me you hear! Hell's coming with me!

Doc Holliday: Make no mistake, it's non revenge he's afterward. It's a reckonin'.

Wyatt Earp: You lot gonna exercise somethin' or but stand in that location and bleed?

Doc Holliday: Oh. Johnny, I apologize; I forgot you were there. You lot may go now.

Johnny Ringo: [waiting past an oak tree for Wyatt Earp for a showdown, he believes the person approaching is Wyatt] Well,I didn't recollect ya had it in you.

Doctor Holliday: I'm your huckleberry.

[Ringo is startled that it'southward Holliday and non Wyatt]

Doc Holliday: Why, Johnny Ringo, y'all look like somebody simply walked over your grave.

Johnny Ringo: Fight's not with you, Holliday.

Doc Holliday: I'll beg to differ, sir. We started a game we never got to end. Play for blood, recollect?

Johnny Ringo: I was only foolin' almost.

Doc Holliday: I wasn't. And this fourth dimension...

[opens his coat to reveal a U.Southward. Deputy Align Badge]

Doc Holliday: ... it's legal.

Johnny Ringo: All correct, lunger. Let'south do it.

Doc Holliday: [they both showtime moving in circles slowly into position for a showdown, staring at each other without blinking] Say when.

Doc Holliday: [they both draw but Holliday is a tad quicker and shoots Ringo in the caput and Ringo struggles to stay standing and finally falls] Poor soul. You were just too choked.

[Holliday places the bluecoat on Ringo's corpse]

Doc Holliday: [Holliday hears running footsteps and turns to see Wyatt Earp approaching] I'm afraid the strain was more than he could bear. Oh, I wasn't quite as ill every bit I made out.

Wyatt Earp: Skillful God.

[knells to examine Ringo and picks upward the badge]

Doctor Holliday: My hypocrisy goes just so far.

Wyatt Earp: All right. Allow's end information technology.

Dr. Holliday: Indeed, sir. The last charge of Wyatt Earp and his immortals

[last lines]

Narrator: The Cherry-red Sash Cowboy Gang was broken forever. Ike Clanton was shot and killed 2 years later during an attempted robbery. Mattie died of a drug overdose presently after she left Tombstone. Virgil and Allie Earp moved to California where Virgil, despite the employ of but ane arm, became a town sheriff. Wyatt and Josephine embarked on a series of adventures. Up or down, thin or flush, in 47 years they never left each other's side. Wyatt Earp died in Los Angeles in 1929. Among the pallbearers at his funeral, were early western stars William Southward. Hart and Tom Mix. Tom Mix wept.

Doc Holliday: It appears my hypocrisy knows no bounds.

Wyatt Earp: Doc you're non a hypocrite, you merely like to sound like ane.

Doc Holliday: Information technology's truthful, you are a adept woman. Then again, you may be the antichrist.

Curly Bill: Hey Johnny, what did that Mexican hateful past a sick horse is going to get us?

Johnny Ringo: He was quoting the Bible, Revelations. "Behold the pale horse". The man who "sat on him was Expiry... and Hell followed with him".

Doc Holliday: [after killing Johnny Ringo] It would appear that the strain was more than he could bear.

Dr. Holliday: Why Kate, y'all're not wearing a bustle. How lewd.

[Morgan is fatally wounded in a gunfight]

Morgan Earp: Remember what I said virtually people seein' a bright light before they die? It ain't truthful. I can't see a damn matter.

Florentino: [attempting to translate what the Mexican priest said] He talkin loco... crazy... somethin' nigh a sick horse comin' to go united states of america.

Johnny Ringo: That's not what he said, you ignorant wretch. Your Castilian is worse than your English.

Johnny Ringo: [Ringo has taken Holliday upward on his offer to 'cease the game'] All right, 'lunger'. Let's exercise information technology.

Doc Holliday: Say when.

Virgil Earp: What the hell kinda town is this?

Morgan Earp: Nice scenery.

Dr. Holliday: Well, an enchanted moment.

Josephine Marcus: Interesting petty scene. I wonder who that tall drink of water is.

Mr. Fabian: My dear, you've set your gaze upon the quintessential frontier type. Notation the lean silhouette... eyes closed by the sun, though sharp every bit a hawk. He's got the look of both predator and prey.

Josephine Marcus: I want i.

Mr. Fabian: Happy hunting.

Wyatt Earp: [to Ike Clanton] You lot die start, become it? Your friends might get me in a rush, simply non earlier I make your caput into a canoe, you understand me?

Wyatt Earp: I don't think I'll allow you abort us today, Behan.

Frank Stillwell: [Stillwell and Ike are planning to ambush the Earps at the train station] That's Virgil there with the women.

Ike Clanton: He's mine, understand?

Frank Stillwell: [Cocking his burglarize] Hey Mattie! Where's Wyatt?

Wyatt Earp: Right behind you, Stillwell.

[Shoots Stillwell every bit he turns around]

Wyatt Earp: [to Josephine Marcus] I have cipher left, nix to give you, I accept no pride, no nobility, no money, I don't even know how nosotros'll brand a living, simply I promise I'll beloved you the residual of your life

[they kiss]

Wyatt Earp: Fight's commenced! Get to fightin' or get away!

[while watching a play in which Faust sells his soul to the Devil]

Curly Bill: You know what I'd do? I'd take that deal 'n' crawfish, and so drill that ol' Devil in the donkey. What nearly you Juanito, what would you do?

Johnny Ringo: I already did it.

Wyatt Earp: [Before the shootout at the OK Corral] "Information technology's not your problem, Doc, you don't have to mix up in this."

Doc Holliday: [Offeneded] "That is a hell of a thing for yous to say to me."

Johnny Tyler: Well, for a man that don't go heeled, y'all run your oral cavity kinda reckless, don't you lot?

Wyatt Earp: No need to get heeled to get the burl on a tub similar you.

Johnny Ringo: I want your claret. And I want your souls. And I want them both correct now!

Johnny Ringo: [Ringo is trying to become McMasters to rejoin the Cowboys] And then, at that place's nothin' I can say to get you to come up dorsum?

Sherman McMasters: Not after what you lot done. Not after shootin' at the Earp'south women.

Johnny Ringo: All right then, I guess y'all can just get back on your horse and ride back down there to your new friends.

Ike Clanton: [placing a shotgun to McMaster's head] Hey. I only got ane question; how're you planning on gettin' back down there?

[first lines]

Narrator: 1879 - the Civil War is over, and the resulting economic explosion spurs the dandy migration west. Farmers, ranchers, prospectors, killers, and thieves seek their fortune. Cattle growers turn cow towns into armed camps, with murder rates higher than than those of mod twenty-four hours New York or Los Angeles. Out of this anarchy comes legendary lawman Wyatt Earp, retiring his badge and gun to start a peaceful life for his family. Earp's friend, John, Physician Holliday, a southern gentlemen turned gunman and gambler, besides travels west, hoping the dry climate would salvage his tuberculosis. Silver is discovered in Arizona. Tombstone becomes queen of the smash towns where the latest Pairs fashions are sold from the backs of wagons. Attracted to this temper of greed, over 100 exiled Texas outlaws band together to form the ruthless gang recognized by the ruddy sashes they article of clothing. They sally as the earliest example of organized crime in America. They call themselves, The Cowboys.

Dr. Holliday: You lot must be Ringo.

[to Big Nose Kate]

Doc Holliday: Look, darlin', it'due south Johnny Ringo. Deadliest pistoleer since Wild Bill, they say. What practise yous recollect, darlin', should I hate him?

Wyatt Earp: I did my duty, now I'd like to go on with my life. I'm going to Tombstone.

Crawley Dake: Ah, I encounter. To strike it rich. Well, all correct, that's fine. Tell you 1 matter, though... I never saw a rich man who didn't wind up with a guilty conscience.

Wyatt Earp: Already got a guilty censor. Might also have the money, as well. Good day, now.

Morgan Earp: It said that a lot of people, when they dice, they meet this light. Like in a tunnel. They say it's the light leadin' you to heaven.

Wyatt Earp: Really? Well, what virtually hell? They got a sign there or what?

Mexican Groom: [to the Cowboys, who take just shot him in the knee] You get hell!

Curly Pecker: Yous showtime.

[shoots]

Morgan Earp: Look at all the stars. You look upwards and you recall, "God made all this and He remembered to make a little speck like me." It's kind of flattering, actually.

Kate: I've been good to yous, I've taken care of you lot. If you die, where does that get out me?

Doc Holliday: Without a repast ticket I suppose.

[Physician rides equus caballus out of barn into stable area, Kate runs out later on him punching him in acrimony]

Kate: You bastard!

Doc Holliday: Why Kate, have you no kind words for me as I ride away?

[interruption]

Doc Holliday: I summate not.

[rides off]

Wyatt Earp: In all that fourth dimension workin' those moo-cow towns, I was just ever mixed upwardly in 1 shootin', just one! But a man lost his life and I took it! You don't know how that feels, and believe me boy, you don't always want to know. Non ever!

Doctor Holliday: Weave a circle round him thrice, / And close your eyes with holy dread, / For he on love-dew hath fed, / And boozer the milk of Paradise.

Wyatt Earp: [Vigil has agreed to become Tombstone's boondocks marshall, upsetting Wyatt] What in the hell are yous doin'? I told yous we weren't gettin' involved!

Virgil Earp: You got us involved when you brought us hither.

Wyatt Earp: At present you lot agree on a minute, Virg!

Virgil Earp: Concur on nothin'! I walk around this town and look these people in the eyes. It's just like someone'southward slappin' me in the confront! These people are afraid to walk downwardly the street, and I'm tryin' to make money off that like some goddamn vulture! If we're gonna have a futurity in this town, it's gotta take some law and order!

Wyatt Earp: Don't exercise this to me!

Virgil Earp: It's got nothin' to do with you! Information technology's got to practice wi...

Wyatt Earp: Nothin' to do with me? I'thou your brother, for Christ's sake! God, I don't believe this!

[to Morgan]

Wyatt Earp: Talk to him, volition yous? Or hit him!

[Morgan sheepishly shows Wyatt his deputy badge under his coat]

Wyatt Earp: Ah, God, don't tell me!

Morgan Earp: Similar you lot said, Wyatt, we're brothers. Gotta back your brother'due south play. Only did like I figured you would.

Josephine: I'grand a woman, I like men. If that means I'1000 not "lady-like", then I gauge I'thou just not a lady! At least I'm honest.

Wyatt Earp: Yous're different. No arguin' that. But you're a lady alright. I'd have my oath on it.

Wyatt Earp: I spent my whole life non knowing what I desire out of it, just chasing my tail. Now for the outset time I know exactly what I want and who... that'southward the damnable misery of it.

Allie Earp: This evening, me and my old man are gonna have some fun. Come on, get movin', old man.

Virgil Earp: [to the rest of the Earps, as his wife takes him away] Maiden proper noun was Sullivan.

Kate: How are you feeling Physician?

Doc Holliday: Better.

Kate: That's adept. I knew it was goose egg.

Medico Holliday: We must talk darling. It appears nosotros must redefine the nature of our association.

Kate: I'thousand a expert woman to you Physician. Don't I always have care of you? Nobody cares for you like me. I'm a good woman.

Doc Holliday: Yep, it'southward truthful you are a adept woman. So over again, y'all may be the anti-christ.

Doc Holliday: Sheriff, allow me to present a pair of fellow sophisticates. Turkey Creek Jack Johnson and Texas Jack Vermillion. Mind your ear, Creek.

Sherman McMasters: [about Wyatt] If they were my brothers, I'd desire revenge, likewise.

Doc Holliday: Oh, make no error. It'southward non revenge he's after. Information technology's a reckoning.

Physician Holliday: Maybe poker's just non your game, Ike. I know: let's have a spelling contest.

Wyatt Earp: Okay, fine. Say you're right, say yous don't get yourself killed. There'due south somethin' else. All those years I worked those cow towns, I was only ever mixed upward in i shootin', just i. But a man lost his life, and I took it. You don't know how that feels, Morg. Believe me, boy, yous don't ever wanna know. Not ever.

Wyatt Earp: You're the just person I can afford to lose to any more. How we feelin' today doctor?

Physician Holliday: I'm dyin', how are you?

Wyatt Earp: Pretty much the same.

Johnny Tyler: Christ Omnipotent, it'southward similar I'k sittin' here playin' cards with my brother's kids or somethin'. You lot nerve-wrackin' sons-a-bitches.

Sheriff John Behan: We're growing. Be as big as San Francisco in a few years, and but equally sophisticated.

Curly Nib: [after a savage gunfight with the Mexican police] Looks like we win.

Wyatt Earp: How the hell did we get ourselves into this?

Barnes: Wearing that badge don't make you lot right.

[the Earps and Dr. Holliday stand up off against the Billy and Ike Clanton and other Cowboys at the OK Corral, both groups ready to draw and shoot. Doctor gives Billy Clanton a flash. Billy's jaw goes slack]

Wyatt Earp: Oh my God.

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