Gunsmoke: Return to Dodge

[first lines]

[to two young Indian boys]

Logan:
Git! [to Dillon, who is carrying a bale of furs] Them papooses - I'd keep 'em out if I was you. If it ain't nailed down, they'll steal it.

Matt Dillon:
They live here.

Logan:
Well, I guess a squaw is better than no woman a'tall, huh?

Matt Dillon:
You were given 15 years in territorial prison, Logan. What are you doin' out?

Logan:
Lookin' for you. Been a long look, Dillon, but I promised myself I'd pay you back. Here I am.

Matt Dillon:
Mister, you aren't the first gunny come lookin' for me. There's two more buried out in back there. Now you better drop the gunbelt.

Logan:
Now why should I do that?

Matt Dillon:
'Cause I got one aimed right at your belly.

Logan:
You gotta be desperate runnin' a bluff like that.

[Dillon shoots the cup out of Logan's hand]

Matt Dillon:
Drop the gun... Now that hideout gun that's holdin' up your backbone.

Logan:
You don't leave a man a lot, do you, Marshal?

Matt Dillon:
Mister, you didn't bring a whole lot with ya!

Logan:
What's that I hear?

Matt Dillon:
Oh, that's just a little whitewater up ahead.

Logan:
I can't swim!

Matt Dillon:
You can walk can't you?

Logan:
Walk?

Matt Dillon:
Yeah. You have to make two trips. First you take these pelts down around the rapids, then you come back and carry the canoe. It's only a couple of miles.

Logan:
Carry the canoe? The hell I will!

Matt Dillon:
The hell you won't.

Dr. Galen Adams:
Kitty, I know this has been harder on you then anybody. He's going to be all right. I promise.

Kitty Russell:
What about next time, Doc? What can you promise me about that?

Matt Dillon:
I was wonderin' if you were going to come to say goodbye.

Kitty Russell:
I was wonderin' too. It isn't easy.

Matt Dillon:
No, Kitty, it isn't.

Kitty Russell:
Matt, I-I don't you want to think... Well, it isn't that it's...

Matt Dillon:
Kitty, we've never needed explanations, have we?

Kitty Russell:
No. Goodbye, Matt

Matt Dillon:
Goodbye, Kitty

[Matt has just knocked out a young Army officer who tried to arrest him]

Matt Dillon:
I'm sorry, Lieutenant, but I don't have time to play games.

Bright Water, Jake Flagg's Daughter:
He was looking for my father, too?

Matt Dillon:
That's right. Bright Water will you look after him? The boy is as green as they come, but he does have backbone. One of these days, he'll make a hell of an officer.

Bright Water, Jake Flagg's Daughter:
A blue belly?

Matt Dillon:
A blue belly who near got himself killed lookin' out for you.

Matt Dillon:
You know, Kitty, it's really been good seeing you again. Maybe when all this is over and I get back... [his sentence is incomplete as Kitty responds]

Kitty Russell:
I'll be here. [as Matt closes the door behind him] Aren't I always?

Kitty Russell:
No woman ever loved a man more than I loved Matt Dillon.

Matt Dillon:
Glad ya came. You're lookin' great.

Kitty Russell:
You cut that out.

Matt Dillon:
What?

Kitty Russell:
You listen to me, cowboy. I've got you out from underneath my fingernails and you're gonna stay out. Do you hear me?

Matt Dillon:
Yes, ma'am... Kitty, I understand the rules and all, but it doesn't mean we can't still be friends, does it?

Kitty Russell:
Friends? Friends? I'm staying at the Long Branch while I'm in town, so when you feel up to it, I might even buy you a beer.

The Flogger:
C'mon Warden. I ain't hardly warmed up. He's supposed to get two dozen.