 If you pull that trigger, this torch will start a fire you'll never be able to stop, an oil fire. It'll wipe out everything you've worked for. Have gone. Will travel. Starring Mr. John Daener as Paladin. San Francisco, 1875. The Carlton Hotel. Headquarters of the man called Paladin. Ms. Wong. Hi. And how are you this evening? Oh, thank you, Mr. Paladin. Excuse, please, but the man in Ravi asked me to bring you this. Oh, what is it? Uh, I'm not sure. Huh, a bottle of wine. Yes, sir. That's a good color. Message come with it. Huh, where is it? He told me, message. He come to Ravi, wait for you, then say he has no time to wait longer. He gave me bottle and message. I see. What's his name? Renato Donatello. Donatello? Yes, sir. He want you come to his ranch as soon as possible. Donatello Wine Ranch. Oh, yes, I've heard of it. All right, Ms. Wong. I will. This is Frank Knight speaking for Longine, the world's most honored watch. 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And obviously, Senor Donatello could see nothing but red. This whole place is going to be ruined if something is not done. Well, maybe you better tell me exactly what is ruining your vineyard, Senor. Two things. A madman and a well. Now, from a well should come life, refreshment, the water, Senor. And from this one? From this well comes the evil stink, blackness, ruin. Oil? Oil. See, oil. Black slime drains onto my land, the ruin of my vine. The smoker from his tank coats the grapes, the wine is a bitter because of it. Well, tell me about the madman, Senor Donatello. He's cunning, he's a powerful. He defies me, will not pay damages, he will not change his ways. What's his fellow's name? His name is Gorman. Timothy Jerome Gorman. Irish. Well, the Irish so bad. I ask you, Mr. Paradin, what kind of a savage drink a whiskey made out of potatoes, huh? I'm not like this to you. Teresa, this is Senor Paradin of San Francisco. This is my sister Teresa. How do you do? You are welcome to this house. Thank you. Renata neglected to tell me that his sister was very beautiful. Thank you. Teresa also the finest cook, Senor. Today I make scallopini. It is waiting you. And you must eat, Senor Paradin. Oh, first, but I get you some wine to taste. Only a moment. I am glad you're here, Senor. Renato is so upset in this terrible fight with Senor Gorman. What's your opinion of Gorman? He's a bad enemy, but he would be a good friend. Do not tell Renato, but today I sent some scallopini to Senor Gorman. It is my finest dish. That's a fine peace offering. Here we are, Senor. Now this was my prize wine. Now you taste, huh? Thank you. Ren? What do you think? Well, it's a little sour. Little sour? It's like the inside of a smoke chimney. That's that oil well. What? What is it? Let's have a look. Does it is? What an insult. I'll go up there and I'll crush that savage. No, no, you won't, Senor. Let me go up there first and see if I can do anything. Shut her down. Mr. Gorman? Yeah, that's me. Who are you? My name is Paladin. How'd you get in here? Walked in. No wonder you wasn't shot. I've got rifle guards all around the place. I saw them. What's the reason? A crazy Italian who's trying to ruin me. You look like a good man in a fight. How'd you like to work for me? I'd like to except for one thing. I already worked for that crazy Italian. I'll look here. You get off. Before we talk, Mr. Gorman, we should understand two things. First of all, he's not crazy. Second, he's an American. He's crazy as a Bog Walker. Well, this is a nice-looking operation you have here. What would you know about oil? Well, I was in Texas when they brought in the black cat. But two things should be changed. Oh, they should. Well, name them. Well, the main drainage ditch for the waste and the smoke from the boiler. You see, Mr. Gorman, the waste drains out of Donatello's land, and the smoke drifts over and coats his vines. Now, you could pump the waste off this rise and drain it off down the opposite slope. And a 20-foot chimney on that boiler would get away from the downdraft and take the smoke off harmlessly. It's a crime to destroy a vineyard that produces the best wine in the state, Mr. Gorman. I don't drink wine. When I want to drink, I take white mule straight. That's a man's drink. And something else, Mr. Paladin, I could do those things, you said, but it had cost money. Every cent I could beg Barasteel went into this well. Besides, that Donatello's fought me every foot of the way. Theresa Donatello hasn't fought you. Well, I kinda liked her until she tried to poison me. That Italian food hits me the wrong way. That scallopini was well meant. I took one taste and it bit me. I figured I'd better shoot it before it got loose and ran wild. Ah, Mr. Gorman, do you shoot an unarmed scallopini? I'd shoot anything that gives me trouble. Lots of dollars during sicknesses. 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And I hoped to keep it a standoff until I could clear up a few matters. I borrowed a horse and started for the nearest town. By the time I got back to the Donatello Ranch, the standoff went into a battle. A mob of men were surging around the wine vats. Who? Theresa. I tried to pray, but I cannot. Not for this. What's happening? Renato felt the time of choice is past. That you must lead a raid on Senor Gorman or we'll lose everything. But it's gone wrong. Gorman and his men are going to wreck our rats. Renato will be killed. You must help. Get in the house and stay there. I'll see what I can do. Come, Gorman. Tell him to go back or I'll blow your spine into... Oh, hold it! Wait! It's a trap! That's fine. I'm more of the same. Everybody back! It's a trap! That's better. So... That's how a big-time gunman acts, is it? Crawling up to shoot people in the back? You didn't get shot. I figured you'd listen to reason. Otherwise I'd have had to kill a half a dozen innocent men. You talk big, Paladin. But the next time we meet you'd better be ready to back it up. Good night, Mr. Gorman. Remember what I told you. Next time! I think you understand that your attack was a foolish move. No, thank you. Gorman can ruin my vineyards as he pleases. Tomorrow, Therese and I will pack and move. This vineyard in Winery means a lot to you, doesn't it? It was my whole life. I have no wife, no little ones, Paladin. I have the vines that I put in the ground of my own hands. Those vats, they're not... vats of wine they are years of my life. But... Believe me, I understand. And I want you to understand that... that Gorman feels the same about his well in refineries. You can't compare my beautiful wine with that black slime. The principle involved is the same. No, Paladin. Tomorrow, if you still want to move, I'll help you pack. Tonight, I'd like to use a barrel of your wine. What for? For some of Gorman's rifle guards. Are you crazy? Do you ever read Omar Cayam's in your... Huh? The grape with logic absolute shall all the warring tribes confute. Ah. Now then, I want that barrel of wine and a wagon. Now, here's a foolproof formula for making the head of your house a happy man on Father's Day. Be sure his gift is old spice and watch his face light up. Yes, this Father's Day treat him to old spice by Shulton, fine as grooming aids a man can use. Give him a truly luxurious way to shave. Old spice, smooth shave. Rich, thick lather in a push-button container. One dollar. If he uses an electric shaver, give him old spice pre-electric shave lotion. Sets up his beard, speeds up his shaver. One dollar. Or shoot the works on a really deluxe gift. The old spice treasure chest. Seven great grooming aids. Everything for his shave and shower in a magnificent red box. Seven dollars. There are so many old spice gifts to choose from. Priced from one to seven dollars. Fine as grooming aids a man can use. Remember, old spice means quality. Set the captain to the boson. As on the package with the ship that sails the ocean. It took a great deal of trouble to have a barrel of Donatello's wine fall off a wagon in just the right position for three of Gorman's Guards to seal. It took two full hours of patient waiting for them to drink enough of it. And then it took some persuasion in the senior Donatello's direction. Oh, Paladin, this is crazy. Those Guards, they will kill us if they find us here. Not if you do as I say. Gorman's men aren't going to kill anybody. Not after drinking a barrel of your wine. Now, I want you to stay hidden here until I yell for you. You did things your way last night. Remember, tonight I'm giving the orders. All right, I stay, I stay. That A beam up on end and lift, will ya? I say lift! Gorman. Paladin, my... What do you stand in there for at him, boys? Yeah. A gun won't do you any good, Gorman. If you do, if you do, there'll be quite a fire. This torch will set your whole tank of fire if you shoot me. Now, time's up. My life isn't worth that much to you, Gorman. Put down the gun. All right. That's better. Now, I'll come down. We'll talk. Donatello. Donatello? What are you doing skulking around here? Paladin, now you're kind of burning up, huh? Go ahead. You started the fire. I like them apples, Mr. Gorman. I don't want to start any fires unless I have to. Now, here. I want you both to read this and sign it. I'll draw it up. Donatello? You'll give Gorman $3,000 to build a drainage set up in a chimney. I give you... You'll get a share in the well and a voice in how it's run. Go ahead and start a fire. You've never seen an oil fire have you, Donatello. This tank would explode in a few minutes and burning oil would cover your whole vineyard. You'd both be wiped out. Now, take your choice, gentlemen. With that agreement, you can both operate your business at a profit. Otherwise, if you continue to fight, you'll both lose everything. Eh, partner. Partner. Shake hands. Shake hands. Shake hands. Good. Now, Mr. Gorman, Renato's sister has a plan to seal the partnership. What news? Bad news, my general. The army of engine wear advances. The noise are poised for a major breakthrough. Where now, Colonel? The hydraulic valve rifter, sir. A heavy build-up of sludge, rust and corrosion. New K-Site 3C could handle them. Where the f*** is supply? General, could even new K-Site 3C stop this engine's noise? Colonel, it's never too late for new K-Site 3C. If I could add just one pint to the soil right now, it would clean this engine, smooth this engine, silence this engine. Sir, the hydraulic valve lifters. They're palming us to pieces. Man the radio. Call for help. Calling all car owners. This is Crankcase Central urgent. Add one K-M K-Site 3C to your motor oil immediately. A painted garage or service station. A dollar fifty cents. Results? Did they receive us? We can only hope, sir. To the new partnership. Say now this wine ain't so bad after all. It don't have the kick of white mule, but it feels all right. What do you mean? I don't know, but when I came in here I hated everybody now. Oh, the dinner's almost ready. Wait till you taste it. And I am going to get a dinner of wine. I am just as I think. Paladin, you've got to give me out of here. Think of some excuse. You're smart. Why? What's the trouble? Theresa, she's a fine handsome woman and all, but I can't stand that Italian food she cooks. It scorches me very inside. Here's the food. Here's the wine. And now we're all going to eat like friends. That's it. The Mr. Gorman. Why don't you show Mr. Gorman your special dish, Theresa? Of course. Here. You like? Right, that's Irish stew. One thing more, Mr. Paladin. Yes? This. I will see you tomorrow. For breakfast. Good night. Until then. Well, hello there, Miss Wong. Good to see you back. You sound like Hey Boy. No, I don't think so. As a matter of fact, everything is going very well. Yes, sir. What do you think with Charming Young Lady? You not only sound like Hey Boy, you think like he does. Yes, sir. But how you make dates so fast? A bottle of wine, Miss Wong. Wine? Some of Mr. Donatello's very best wine. And on the enclosed note, I quoted a little of Omar Kayam. Yes, very nice indeed. Mr. Paladin, I can have a copy of the same note? Well, certainly. What for? Send to Hey Boy. Attach to the bottle of sake. Might have most happy results. Oh yes, I think so. Good night, Miss Wong. Chester, put down that gun. I can't, honey. Mr. Dillon told me to practice. Oh, I don't care what Matt Dillon says. Mrs. Dennis Weaver says no guns in the house. But Mr. Dillon told me. Oh, here's our picture in Look Magazine. And it says Chester of Gunsmoke and his wife, known in private life as Mr. and Mrs. Dennis Weaver. But Mr. Dillon told me, honey. Now, does Maverick practice fast draws around the house? No, he helps his wife cook dinner. Well, now, ain't that something? Oh, here's your old friend Doc here in Look. And the rifleman. And there's Yancey Derringer. Well, forever more. Well, ain't their wives pretty, though? You know, everybody ought to get luck and take a look at them, because you know that girls was made to be loved. Oh, Chester, you show Matt Dillon a copy and let him see what other Western heroes and their wives do around the house. All right, music lover, I'll be seeing you. Where are you going? Down to Newstand to buy a copy of New Issue of Look Magazine. Why? Well, for Mr. Dillon. Join us again next week for Have Gun Will Travel.