TEXT: The Gunfighters By Donald Cotton 5:50pm - 6:15pm [SCENE_BREAK] 1, INT: LAST-CHANCE SALOON (The Doctor, Wyatt and Masterson are standing at the bar. A shroud has been respectfully draped over the still-slumped body of the barman.) DOCTOR: How do you know that the killer was Ringo? MASTERSON: On account of it must have been him or you. I don't figure you killed Charlie the barman. Of course iff'n you wanna convince me different..? DOCTOR: Certainly not my dear Sheriff! WYATT: Now on the other hand, perhaps although the Clantons know he's not Doc Holliday, they did see him shoot a gun out of Seth Harper's hand. DOCTOR: That was nothing to do with me. WYATT: Oh but they think it was, and boy you had 'em lined up against that piana' like skittles in an alley! Why, you're gonna be a useful man to have around when the shootin' starts. DOCTOR: I certainly hope that I should not be here, when Steven and Dodo get back I... WYATT: Oh you're gonna be here alright, Doctor. (Wyatt removes a gold star from his chest and pins it into the Doctor's lapel.) WYATT: Because ah, I'm deputising ya right now! DOCTOR: Well this is utterly absurd! Nothing will ever induce me to raise a gun in anger. WYATT: Well maybe you won't have to. But I mean with just Bat an' me an' Warren against the Clantons - you could sure shorten the odds some. (A lean man with a dark moustache strides through the saloon doors.) VIRGIL: And I'll help shorten them some more! WYATT: Well hallelujah, this is my brother Virgil! VIRGIL: You got a drink for a for a thirsty man? WYATT: Well I'd just about given up
SUMMARY:
Arriving in the town of Tombstone, the First Doctor finds himself involved with gunmen out to kill Doc Holliday...