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It is mostly though the story of a bad man of the trail and a girl who thought she was too bad to marry him. Never get to drive, Fort. Back the way you've been croak and I figure you're plum scared of Geronimo and his apaches. Well, of course I'm scared of Geronimo. So are you. And if we didn't have all these soldiers riding with us, I'd go right back to Tonto. I've been thinking about you too, Curly. Me? What for? Well, it's right funny you trailing the ring, old kid. I thought he was in the pen. He was. Busted out? Yep. I hear that he was busting to get to Lord'sburg to get even with the plumber boys. But I aim to find the kid and put him back in the pen where he belongs. Hey, ain't that a fella standing along the trail ahead? Yep. Seems to be. Better slow down, fuck. Give me room to swing my gun. Whoa, whoa, there. Wonder who he is. I don't remember no puncher being along this way. You're a United States Marshal, Curly. You ought to know him. Hey, pull up careful. He ain't got no horse. He's carrying his saddle in one hand and holding a Winchester in the other. I'm sure glad he ain't Geronimo or the Ringle Kid, that's all. Give me room, buck. It is a Ringle Kid. I'm sure glad it could. What? Hello, kid. Ain't you far from home? You mean prison, don't you, Curly? Well, I didn't expect you to be riding shotgun this trip. Going to Lord'sburg? I figured you'd be in Lord'sburg by this time. Lame horse. Got any room in the coach, buck? Well, I reckon so, Ringle. Then you've got another passenger. Yeah, downright we have. I'll take that Winchester, kid. I ain't going to argue about it, Curly, but I just hate to part with a gun like this. I guess you don't understand, Ringo. You're under arrest. Won't do you no good, a monkey with that rifle, kid. We've got a cavalry escort coming up behind. Well, what do you know? I guess it's all right. Here's the gun, Curly. Thanks. Now, just get in the coach and make yourself to home. Well, why don't you say something? A man gets nervous sitting here like a mummy thinking about Indians. You say something, you've been talking all day without making no sense. Well, dawg, come on and hear something that makes sense. I've been peeking down back into the coach and I've seen the Ringo kid make an eyes at Dallas and she's making eyes at him. That's rich. The Ringo kid and Dallas the dance ball gal. Some match. He breaks out of jail and she gets picked out of town. Come on. I help you down, Miss Dallas. Pretty high step. There. Thanks. Oh, just a minute. Yes. I just wanted to thank you for smiling at me in the coach. Smiling at you. Well, that isn't anything. Yes, it is. To a fellow who's been in jail, it is. Well, I appreciate it, Miss Dallas. You see the others, except Doc Boone, they were kind of upish, not that I blame them. Oh, I guess they don't mean to be. Oh, I guess not. Only I... Well, I notice sort of that they acted kind of that way to you too. Oh, well, yes, I guess they did. I didn't mean nothing by what I said. If I said something that offends, I... Well, I'm sorry. I'm not offended. I didn't get a chance to get acquainted with the folks in the stage. You know who they are? Yes. That's Mrs. Mallory standing there. She's on her way to join her husband, Captain Mallory of the Cavalry. You know, Doc. And the man with the white hair and the little traveling bag is Mr. Gatewood, the banker from Tonto. The dark tall man is Hatfield, the gambler. And the little wheezing man is Mr. Peacock. He's a whiskey salesman. Thanks. I guess that covers everybody, except you. Me? Yes, sure. You're such a pretty gal to be traveling alone. You countin' on meetin' a husband somewhere along the line? Husband? Well, no, I... I hadn't... No, I... I have no husband. Good. I feel better, Dallas. Dallas, mind if I call you that? No. No, I don't mind. Hey, yo! Ringo! Come on in here where I can keep an eye on you. Why, sure, Curly. After you, ma'am. Are you folks doin' here? Howdy, Maggie. Where's the soldiers was to meet us? Ain't no soldiers except those that come with you. Billy and me didn't expect no stagecoach coming through with them apaches, raisin' cane. It was just figurin' on hitchin' up the buckboard and goin' into Tonto where it's safe. You mean there are no troops here? But my husband, Captain Mallory, I was told he was here. He was, dearie. Got orders night before last to join the soldiers at Apache Wells. Well, I guess we gotta turn back. See here, you're the station agent. This coach started for Lord's Burg and it's your duty to get us there. Mercy, mister. I'm just an agent. Ask the driver. If the soldier's gotta go back, we all gotta go back. Um, yes. I think, uh, that is, I feel, uh, we should all go back. I think we can get through all right, Curly. Well, saddle this by boat. Folks, if we push on, we can be in Apache Wells by sundown. Soldiers there will give us an escort as far as the ferry, and then it's only a hootin' a holla into Lord's Burg. Now wait a minute, Curly. We've got four men can handle guns. Five with you, Ringo. Doc Boone can shoot, if sober. As follows, slander, Curly, by when I was in training in 61 to put down the rebellion in the south. Later on, Doc, later on. Now, Mrs. Mallory, I don't aim to put no lady into danger without she boats for it. I've traveled all the way here from Virginia. I'm determined to get to my husband. I won't be separated any longer. And what's your vote, mister? Where's your manners, Curly? Ain't you gonna ask this lady first? Huh? Oh, well, what do you say? What difference does it make? What does it matter? I demand that we go on. I stand on my legal rights. We'll count that as a vote. What do you say, Hatfield? To Lord's Burg. If Mrs. Mallory can go, I can. In fact, it's my duty as a gentleman to protect her. You, Doc! Aye, sir, I'm not only a philosopher. I'm also a fatalist. Somewhere, sometime, there may be the right bullet or the wrong bottle waiting for Josiah Boone. Why worry where or when? Yes or no! Having this wisdom, sir, I have always courted danger. During the late war, when I had the honor, sir, to serve the Union under our great President Abraham Lincoln— Do you wanna go back? No! Mr. Peacock, you! But I, um, I would like to go, brother. I want to reach the bosom of my dear family, but I may never reach the bosom if we go on. Uh, brother, I think it best we should go back to the bosom. I mean, the soldiers. May Ringo and Buck vote to go on, and that settles it. So you better all wash and have a bite to eat, folks. Then we'll hit the trail again. Good. Set right in, folks. It's hot and ready. And another delay. Boy, I could eat a coyote. Later on. Get out there and hitch up. Yeah, Dallas, you're going down where no folks are sitting. Take this chair right by Miss Mallory. Oh, but I— I— Well, thank you. I think, Mrs. Mallory, you— you would find it cooler at the other end of the table, near the window. I'm sure I would. Thank you, Mr. Hetfield. I think I'd find it cooler there, too. Well, it— it looks like I got the plague, don't it? Oh, no. No, it's not you. It's me. Well, I guess you can't break out of prison and enter society the same week. I'm pretty dumb for sitting down with a lady like you. Thanks again for being kind to me, not moving away like they did. Oh, no. Please. You don't understand. I— Would you have the bread, ma'am? Mrs. Mallory, are you ill? No. It's just— I'll be all right. You're very kind. Why? In the world I live in, one doesn't often see a lady, Mrs. Mallory. But they say you are a gambler. Yes, my dear. I guess I am. Have you ever been to Virginia, Mr. Hetfield? I had the honor of being in your father's regiment. Oh? But I don't seem to recall the name of Hetfield. It's what I'm called. Everybody up. Come on, folks. Next stop, Apache Wells. Horses. You yell. Shucks, I know it. I gotta yell something, don't I? You want them to think we're stopping for Indians? Get the folks to bat, Chris, while we change horses. We're pushing right through to Lord'sburg. Are you coming without the soldiers? Sure, we wasn't scared. Never seen an Apache, did we, Curly? Where's the cavalry, Chris? Yeah, where is the soldiers? There is no soldier. The soldiers are gone. My husband. Where's Captain Mallory? Where is he? You, his wife, I think. Yes, where is he? Did he go with his men? Yes, senor. A little, what you call it, skirmish with the Apaches last night, the soldiers take Captain Mallory to Lord'sburg. I think he gets hurt. Hurt? Bad. Yes. Mrs. Mallory, let me. Mrs. Mallory, she's faint. Carrier should be all right. Get some water, somebody. Take her in, Curly. Put her to bed. To bed? Well, we gotta get hitched and on the trail for Lord'sburg. Put that woman to bed. If he can't take this bottle of whiskey. Guard it with your life until I'm finished. Here, I got the water, Curly. Take the water in the kitchen with Dallas. Boil it. Boil plenty of it. Boil it? But, doc, it's about 200 pounds. Boil it? But, doc, it's about 200 in the shade right now. I said boil water. Plenty of water. Look here, you, sot. What are you trying to do? I've got to get to Lord'sburg. You'll get to Lord'sburg when that woman has fit the travel again. Again? Well, what's the matter with her? She's gonna have a baby. Now, come on. Help get me sober. Before continuing with the second part of Academy Award, I'd like to tell you about one member of the great family of squib products. I'd like to tell you why it is you get so much satisfaction out of every tube of squib dental cream. Why, when you use squib dental cream, you can taste, feel, and see the refreshing difference. You see, squib dental cream is produced with extraordinary care. Its purity and effectiveness are guaranteed by more than 100 separate tests. And the delightful minty flavor of squib dental cream is so mouth-refreshing. The active ingredient in pure squib dental cream is one of the safest, softest, yet most effective polishing agents known to dental science. For in dental cream, as in life-saving drugs, squib has only one goal, perfection. So remember, next time, to ask for squib dental cream, taste, feel, and see the refreshing difference. In just a moment, we'll present the second part of Stagecoach. But first, we want to thank United Artists and Walter Wanger for making this story available. You'll be interested to know that Walter Wanger's next production is Night in Paradise, which can soon be seen in your local theater. And now the House of Squib presents Part Two of Academy Award, starring Claire Trevor as Dallas, and Randolph Scott as the Ringo Kid in Stagecoach. What was that? Just an old coyote hat field. That was no coyote? Listen. That wasn't no coyote. What? It's a baby. Then that's enough of a card planned for me tonight. Looks like Doc brought it off all right. Good boy, Doc. Well? It's a girl. A girl? Well, three cheers for old Doc Boone. Hup, hup! Quiet. Mrs. Mallory must not be disturbed. How is Mrs. Mallory? She's gonna be all right. Well, doggone. And I thought that little critter was a coyote howlin'. Who's there? You oughtn't go too far, Miss Dallas. The patches like to sneak up and pick off straight. Oh. I, uh... I watched you with that baby. You look... Well, nice. Oh, uh... You were visiting in Lodzburg? No, I... I have friends there. Look, why don't you escape, Ringo? Why don't you escape? I aim to, Miss Dallas, in Lodzburg. Why Lodzburg? Why don't you get over the border? My father and brother were shot down by the plumbers. I guess you don't know how it feels to lose your own folks that way. My people were killed by the Indians. I was just a kid. There was a massacre in the Superstition Mountains. That's tough on a girl. It's a hard country. You have to live. No matter what happens. That's it. Look, Dallas. You've got no folks, neither have I. Maybe I'm crazy to ask you, but... Well, I still got a ranch across the border. It's a nice place. Trees, grass, a house half built. You see, I'm asking. Well, what I mean is... A man could live there, and a woman. Oh, I guess I'm crazy being so... So close to you like this. But you don't know me. You don't know who I am. What I am. I know all I want to know. You're the kind of a girl a man wants to marry. What you doing out here, kid? Oh, it's you, Dallas. You come along, kid. Stick close to the reservation. Time we've bet it down, too. We've got to hit the trail come on and early. Geronimo or no Geronimo. Good morning, Dallas. Hello, Doc. Good morning. I, uh... You stayed up all night with my patient. Thanks. I slept some in the rock. Hey, holly! Everybody up! Get your breakfast, folks! The stagecoach is leaving on its last lap! Next stop, Wardsburg! Everybody up! It's about time. Good morning. Good morning. I laid awake most of the night, wondering what you'd have said if Curly hadn't busted in. You didn't answer what I asked you last night. We can go. Why don't you escape? There's a horse out there on the corral. Curly won't go after you. He can't leave the passengers in this fix. But I got to go to Wardsburg. Won't you go to my ranch and wait for me? Wait for a dead man. You haven't got a chance and you know it. It was three against one when the plumbers swore you killed the foreman. It'll be three against one in Wardsburg. There's some things a man just can't run away from. How can you talk about your life and my life when you're throwing him away? What do you want me to do? Would it make us any happier if Luke Plummer was dead? One of his brothers would be after you with a gun. We'd never be safe. I don't want that kind of life, Ringo. I don't see what else I can do. Go now. Get away. Forget Wardsburg. Forget the plumbers. Make for the border and I'll come. You mean that? I do, I do. Won't you come along with me? I can't leave Mrs. Mallory and her baby. I'll come to you from Wardsburg. I swear it. I ought to have my rifle. I got it for you last night. Now go on, Ringo. Saddle up and ride. Ride for the border. Ringo! Get him up! Ringo! Ride! Ride! Don't stop now! Get off that horse, Arnold! You had a chance. Curly couldn't have caught you. I couldn't leave you now, Dallas. Give me your hand, kid. I'm putting the irons on you this time. Don't worry, I'm not running away. I'll say you ain't. Look at them hills. Smoke sickness. Listen. Boredrums. Geronimo's are patches. Right. Waitin'. Come on. Doin' somethin' mighty foolhardy. Tryin' to run through these hills. And them for Indians. We don't know they are yet. Keep runnin'. Don't you think you ought to take the cops off, Ringo? He's mighty handy with a gun. You drive them horses, so I'll worry about the kid. Right, all right. Come on, boys. Indians, shut up and drive them horses. We gotta run for it now. I've ammunition. So am I, Doc. I've got three rounds. Save him. Dallas, haven't you got a smile for me? Oh, sure, Ringo. Oh, sure. Thanks. Ringo! Boxhead horse! Right. So long, Dallas. Wait! Wait, Dr. Harris? Yeah, what, ma'am? A mule bull. A cavalry. Let me see. She's right. Soldiers from Lord'sburg. Ringo! Oh, that buck, you all right? She's the end of the line. Watch it, boys. Mrs. Mallory's a sick woman. Get a stretcher. Take it easy. We've got a dead man in there, too. Where's Mrs. Mallory? She's all right. Well, tell her our husband, Captain Mallory, is out of danger. Tell the captain he ain't. He's a papa. Well, so long, Dallas. So long, boys. Well, Curly, we're in Lord'sburg. Yeah, kid, this is it. Could you spare me an hour? I don't know, kid. My will still goes, Curly. I'll be back in an hour. All right, kid, I'll trust you. Could I take my gun? Sure, why not? It ain't loaded. I borrowed three shells from Gatewood. Three? One for each of the plumber boys, eh? Yes, buck, one for each of them. You're out on parole for an hour, Ringo. That's all I want to know about it. One hour. Wait, Dallas. Ain't you walking the wrong way? This way is the bad side of town. The dance halls and the... Dallas, wait. Let go. Let go of me. I told you not to follow me. But you can't go down there. That's where I'm going. I ask you to marry me. I'll never forget you asked me, Ringo, at something. See them scars and cuffs. Scars wear off, Dallas. I ain't gonna give you a chance to forget me. No, please, Ringo. Let me go now. Ringo, listen. They are waiting around the town in the road. Thanks, Ringo. Thanks. I'll be ready. No, Ringo, no. Wait for me here, Dallas. Wait for me right here. I'll be back. Ringo, come back. Sit on this buck bar. Waiting for Ringo. That's gonna be some weight with them three plumber brothers laying for him three against one. Shut up. She's waiting, ain't she? Dallas? Well, heck, Curly, she's gotta wait. She's in law. Three of them. Plumbers. And big shadows, Curly. Shut up. I'm looking for the other shadow. There it is. That's him, Curly, that tall shadow. Straight as an arrow. He said to wait. Yeah. I'll be waiting forever now. What chance would he have? Dallas, I told you I'd be back for a little while. Ringo, you bloody... Get up here, Dallas, on this wagon. You gotta drive. She can stay with me a while, Curly. Yeah, for a little while. Let her drive. You nurse that on. Thanks. Got a good hold on them, Rains Dallas? Yes, Curly. I've got him. All right, then. Yeah! Yeah! It's the idea of making them horses run away. Don't be so dumb, Buck. Them nags won't stop till that buck borders over the border. But you'll let Ringo get away. Yeah, Buck. I guess I did it that. Now, wasn't that disgraceful careless? Why, Curly, you ain't such a bad umbra after all. 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Stagecoach was written for radio by Frank Wilson with an original musical score composed and conducted by Lee Stevens, our producer-director as D. Engelbach. Randolph Scott, whom you enjoyed his ringo in today's performance, can now be seen in RKO's Batman's Territory. Claire Trevor, who played Dallas, will soon be seen in the RKO picture at Cracow. This is Hugh Brundage bidding you goodnight until next week at the same time when you are invited to listen again to Academy Award presented by the House of Squib, a name you can trust. This is CBS, the Columbia Broadcasting System.