Around Dodge City and in the territory on West, there's just one way to handle the killers
and the spoilers.
And that's with a U.S. Marshal and the smell of Gunsmoke.
Gunsmoke starring William Conrad, the story of the violence that moved West with young
America, the story of a man who moved with it, Matt Dillon, United States Marshal.
He sure made himself scarce in a hurry, Mr. Dillon.
Yeah, it looks that way.
The plaza seems pretty quiet.
Maybe he got the wind up and rode right on out of town.
You're giving him credit for too much sense, Chester.
Yes, sir.
The only time that mallet bunch stops is when somebody stops them.
Hey, come on, let's take a look in the Texas tree.
All right.
Matt!
Something wrong?
Kitty, I'm looking for Billy Mallard.
Has he been around?
Take a look at the mirror back at the bar.
He's shot up half the town already and passed the word out that he's going to shoot up the
rest of it before midnight.
When was he here?
Half an hour ago, Matt.
Drunk and mean.
I can't stand him or his father.
Maybe they do own half of Texas, but I hate them.
Well, they're Texans, Miss Kitty, and that means they've always got to be-
Chester, I told the Mallards when I brought their cattle up here last year that they'd
have to act civilized.
Come on, Chester.
It sounded like it's up at the west end of the plaza.
That's probably the Occidental.
Oh, just a second, Marshal.
What?
Oh, what is it, Mr. Colby?
About those pistol shots, Marshal.
I reckon that's young Billy Mallard kicking up his heels.
Well, in about five minutes, he's going to be kicking them up in jail.
No, no, no, no.
Let's not be hasty, Marshal Dillon.
We have to think of the best interests of Dodge City in a situation like this.
What?
Those Mallards are mighty important people, you know.
Own one of the biggest ranches in Texas.
Always throw a lot of money around, and we'll link them up here with a herd.
Well, as far as I'm concerned, he gets the same treatment as any other drunken cowboy.
I'm sorry, Mr. Colby.
Now wait a minute.
All you're going to do is antagonize them.
They'll turn their drives east from now on.
They'll ship their stock out of Hay City or Abilene.
And you can't arrest Billy anyways.
Well, he's got that gunman Tom Wainan and 30, 40 Mallorant riders back in him.
Look, I'll argue with you later.
I got a job to do.
Dillon, you can't do that.
Chester, let's go pick him up.
That's him all right, Mr. Dillon.
Stand in there, and I'll like.
Yeah, I see.
Must be a dozen or more of his riders with him.
Chester, come along.
That's him, all right, Mr. Dillon. Stand in there and I'll like.
Yeah, I see. Must be a dozen or more of his riders with
him. Chester, you keep Tom Wayne covered. The rest
of them will wait for him to make the first move. I'll take Dillon.
Mallard. Well, now, what do we got here? Local marshal, huh?
Put the gun away, Mallard. Why don't you try to put it away for me, marshal?
All right. Mr. Wayne, you'll keep your hands still and
in plain sight. I said put the gun away, Billy.
You're talking mighty big, marshal. For a man with empty hands.
That ten star of yours makes a good target. I got me a whole little collection of stars
like that. That's far enough.
You'd better hold it right where you are.
I gave you two warnings, Billy. That's one more and I usually give them men.
Now you hand over that gun. I told you to take it if you think you can.
No, let go of it. You'll bend that gun barrel someday, marshal.
Lay it over Maine's head that way. Don't worry about it, Wayne, as long as it's
not your head. I'm not worried.
I would be, though, if I was wearing that star of yours.
Why? Oh, King Mallard, he don't like badger totters
much. Especially when they buffalo the boy here.
Then he better leave the boy at home when he brings a herd north.
Does he get away with this kind of behavior down there?
He does? Well, here it's different.
You can see for yourself. Maybe it ain't over yet either.
You weren't figuring on drawing a hand, were you, Wayne?
It's nothing to me, marshal. Not unless I get orders from King.
Well, he knows where he can find me. Yeah, I reckon.
All right, the rest of you men, you can stay up all night, spend your money,
do as you please. With one exception. If any one of you
pulls a gun inside the city limits of Dodge, you'll get the same treatment as
young Mallard here. Is that clear?
Let's go. All right, Chesa, let's drag him over to the jail.
There you are, Mr. Villain. All right, in you go, Billy.
I'm sure he is out cold. Well, it's better than having a bullet
in the stomach. That's what he was asking for.
He certainly was. I declare, Mr. Villain, if you don't stop
taking chances when a man's already got a gun in his hand...
That's for you can't shoot every cowboy who has a snort or two and starts to take
it out on the town. I know, sir, but...
You hand me that bucket of water there in the corridor, will you?
Yes, sir. There. All right, Billy.
Now that ought to bring him around. All right, Chester, lock up his cell.
Just a minute there, Marshal. Don't lock that cell.
Lock it up, Chester. Yes, sir. I just told you to stop that
matter, didn't you hear me? I can probably hear you clear back in Texas.
Now, what's on your mind? I'll tell you what's on my mind.
I want my boy out of that cell. I want him out in a hurry.
Come around the morning when that court opens. He's under arrest.
Arrest? You? I can buy you in this 30 cent town of yours and never know the
difference. May be, but we'd know it. Now, you shut up and get out of here.
I've argued about this long enough. Either you'll open that cell or hand over
the key. I'm sorry. You there, come on, hand him over.
Here now, Mr. Mallard. You think some tin horn's going in?
All right. I said leave him alone.
Let go of me, Dylan. Chester, unlock the cell.
Yes, sir. I'm warning you, Marshal, for the last time.
You don't get your hands off me. Sure, King.
Here you go. Now, lock it up, Chester.
Yes, sir. I'll break you, Dylan.
I'll break you and run you out of the country. Sure.
Sure, I know. But you'll have to wait till tomorrow morning.
Oh,
kind of quiet around town, Mr. Dylan, with them Mallards locked up.
You and Chester look thirsty, man. I brought you a pitcher of beer.
On the house. Well, it's not a bad idea, Kitty.
Well, thank you. I have heard about the Mallards.
They ought to be locked up in the same cell, the two of a kind.
Well, Kitty, it's... I don't know. The kid always has had his
way paved for him by the old man's money. I don't know who's more to blame.
Excuse me, Kitty. Uh-huh. But I don't know exactly what I'm
supposed to do here. Well, you'll learn, honey.
Oh, Matt, I don't think you've met Nora Beale. Huh? Matt Dylan, Nora.
And Chester Cowford. I'd rather know you. How do you do, ma'am?
Well, Nora, honey, all you got to do right now is just stand around and look
beautiful. I'll be along in a second, show you the
ropes. Oh, well, thank you, Kitty. I'm very pleased to have met both of you.
Thank you. Likewise, ma'am.
Oh, where'd she come from? She's new in Dodge, isn't she?
Oh, yeah. She's real sweet, Matt. She's a singer from Chicago or somewhere.
She got stranded here a couple of days ago. She only plans to work a week and
nothing. Excuse me, Miss Kitty.
Mr. Dylan, look. There's King Miller over at the bar there. Mr. Kelvin.
Well, what's he doing out of jail, Matt? My gracious, you arrest the man and throw
him in jail and an hour and a half later he's out loose again.
It's aggravating to me, but I'm sure he didn't mean any harm by it, Mr. Miller.
It's just that sometimes he's got... Well, now.
Now, Marshal, let's keep our tempers... Shut up.
King, how did you get out of jail? When I've got anything to say to you,
Dylan, I'll look you up now. Now, Marshal, it's all perfectly legal.
Mayor came down to his office, he fixed bail, and he released Mr. Mallor and his son.
They're both out, huh? Who went bail for this, Kelvin?
Now it's all in the best interest of the town, Marshal.
Just like I've been telling Mr. Mallor here, it was just a misunderstanding
and all of us hope he won't hold it against us.
Kelvin, I ought to run you in for obstructing justice.
Somebody's fired from the street, Mr. Dylan. I'll go out there.
What? What? What is it, Kitty?
Norville got hit nice. She's hurt bad.
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I'll be here, Matt. Later, we'll be here on the poker table.
All right, Kitty. Oh, oh. Easy now, Pat. It's all right.
Sorry, boys.
There, Matt. All right, Kitty.
But here, let me stick this coat under her head.
Now, did somebody send for Doc? Yeah, when the dealers went after him.
Oh. Don't look, Norm. Don't try to move now.
Looks like she was hit twice. Matt, do you think that she had a chance at
all? I don't know, Kitty. Poor kid.
Oh, oh. It's all right, honey. Doc will be here soon.
What? Why did they shoot me?
I think they were trying to get me, Nora. Not you. Why did they do it?
Why? Oh, where's Doc? Why doesn't he get here?
Do you want me to go after him, Mr. Dunn? Oh, please.
I feel so, so, I...
No, Chester. There's no need for Dr. Hurry now.
Matt. She was... So...
So... Yeah.
Well, Doc can take care of it when he gets here.
Looks like Billy Manor really posed something this time, Mr. Billy.
No? How do you know it was Billy, Chester? Well, sir, half a dozen people saw him
fire through the window and then ride off down the street.
Yeah. I got a feeling those shots weren't wild. They were aimed.
I don't know, they were aimed at me. You were just lucky, Mr. Billy.
Where's Billy now, Chester? I don't know, sir. I heard the Mallor
Bunches getting ready to pull out. They're milling around the street out
in front of their hotel. King Mallor and Tom Wayne are there.
Yeah. I'll out cover Billy, of course. It's going to be a lot tougher this time.
Yes, sir. A whole lot tougher, I reckon. Kitty?
Yeah. Will you sort of take charge of things here until
Doc shows up? Sure, Mac. You go on, get your pussy.
Pussy? You'll need one, Mac.
When you move in with a pussy, you ask for a gunfight. Works on a man like an out and
out challenge. I'm going to handle it alone. But there must be 50 of them, Mac.
Only three that count, as long as we can control the Mallors and Tom Wayne,
the others don't matter. Marshall!
Oh, Kelvie, you got another suggestion for the best interests of the town?
Now listen here. You can't go up there, Marshall. That'll just lead to more killing.
Won't do anybody any good. This wouldn't have happened, you know, if you'd taken my advice,
not thrown that boy in jail. And it wouldn't have happened if you'd
have stayed out of it and left him in jail, Kelvie.
Well, tomorrow morning he'd have sobered up and cooled off.
Well, what's done is done. But they're getting ready to leave now.
You can pass the word for King not to bring the boy along when he comes up next year,
and let it go at that. Don't make it any worse now, Marshall.
Let it go at that, huh? Don't antagonize them, huh?
Look the other way. It's just Billy Mallor kicking up his heels, so let's stay real quiet.
And maybe he won't commit another murder. Murder? It wasn't murder. That was an accident.
It was murder. He meant to kill somebody, and he did.
The only accident about it was the fact that he didn't kill me.
Well, it's just a common dancehall girl. Nobody's gonna pay any mind.
I mind, Kelvie. And the law minds.
And you stay out of this from now on. You understand me.
Now, Dylan, you're not talking to some saddle bum.
Chester. Yes?
Marshall. Yeah, Kitty.
Not gonna help you go get yourself killed.
It seems to me I'm being sold off all short around here.
They outnumber you, 20 to 1. Kitty, if I let Mallor get away with this,
I'd be through in Dodge City, and so would the law.
It was hard work bringing the law in here, and it's been hard work keeping it here.
And it'd be ten times harder trying to bring it back if it ever got shoved out.
Yeah. All right, Matt. But do one thing, will you?
What? Wait here. I'll be right back.
Give me the shotgun, Red. All right.
Here. Take this shotgun with you. Red keeps it back at the bar, but you take it, Matt.
It'll help the odds a little, at least. It's a good idea, Mr. Dylan. I'd sure
feel a lot easier in my mind if you took it. Well, all right. Thanks, Kitty. I'll see you.
Yeah.
She was a pretty little thing. Yeah.
Seems a shame.
There they are, Mr. Dylan. Out there in the street in front of the hotel.
Yeah, I see them.
Looks like the whole Mallor mob. This ain't gonna be very easy.
King and Wayne are there, but I don't see Billy. No, sir, I don't either.
Billy, those two are the ones to watch, Chester. Don't let them start a play.
Yes, Mr. Dylan, I understand. Here comes the marshal, Mr. Mallor.
King, I want that boy of yours. What's the charge this time, Dylan?
Murder. That girl died, didn't she? She died. Now, where's Billy?
Where did you get the idea he had anything to do with it?
Half a dozen people saw him fire the shots from the street.
Well, I say he wasn't near that street. Well, don't say it to me. Say it in court.
Now, where is he, King? Marshal, there's 40 of my riders standing here in the street,
every one of them packing a gun. I suppose you just turn around and start walking.
I said, where's Billy? All I got to do is give the word, Dylan,
these boys will drop you right in your trap. You're not giving anybody the word, King.
Huh? Buckshots have got a pretty fair spread. Now, it's the first sign of any move by this
bunch, and I'll get you and Wayne with one blast. Now, you better warn them, King.
Dylan, you're barking up the wrong tree here. Billy rode out of town, headed south.
That's his horse tied there at the rail, isn't it? All right, where is he, King? Inside the hotel?
Now, look, Marshal, there's no call for all this. Maybe Billy did get a little bit out of line.
He's always been a high-spirited youngin', but there's no reason for us to lose our heads.
You know, you got no case against him. Every one of my men here will swear he wasn't anywhere near
that shoot. They'll get their chance at the trial. Well, now, that's just trouble. We can't hang
around here waiting for a trial. It's cost me money, but I am willing to spend quite a bit,
Marshal, to avoid the inconvenience. Never mind, King. Don't be a fool, Marshal. Shut up.
Wayne, move over a little closer to him. All right, that's it right there.
All right, the rest of you men, fish your guns out and drop them on the ground. Now, slow and easy.
No sudden moves. Watch him, Chester. Yes, sir, I am.
All right, back up now. Out into the street. Away from those guns.
A whole bunch of you. Move.
Here, Chester, take the shotgun. Keep him covered. Yes, sir. Hold it now. Just like you are.
Nobody will get hurt. Dylan, what you gonna do? I'm going in the hotel and bring out that kid.
Watch him, Chester. Yes, sir, Mr. Dylan.
Marshal? Yeah? He's upstairs somewhere. Alone? Yes, sir. Everybody else clear it out.
Well, now's your time. Go ahead if you want. The mallards won't bother you.
Thank you, Marshal. And best of luck to you, sir.
Billy?
Billy?
Billy? You better give up.
Billy?
Billy? You haven't got a chance if you know what's good.
Now hold it, Billy. Throw your gun out into the hall. I'm gonna kill you, Dylan.
It's your last chance, Billy. Now come out into the hall and give yourself up.
I'll kill you, so help me.
Oh, fuck.
Oh, shit.
Dylan?
Dylan?
Dylan, was that...
Is he dead? Yeah.
Yeah. I gave him two chances he wouldn't take them.
Headstrong. Always was. Guess maybe, maybe I didn't bring him up right.
It's too late to worry about that now. But I'm sorry, King. For Billy and for the girl both.
He had it coming. I know that, Marshal. I tried to stop it. Too late. The only way I knew.
You wouldn't bluff. Tom, go get him. We'll have to bury him in Kansas. All right, King.
We'll be leaving Dodge right after.
Gunsmoke Under the Direction of Norman McDonnell stars William Conrad as Matt Dylan, U.S. Marshal.
Tonight's story was specially written for Gunsmoke by Les Crutchfield, with music composed and
conducted by Rex Corey. Featured in the cast were Sam Edwards, John Dana, Lawrence Dobkin,
Harry Bartel, Charlotte Lawrence, and Barney Phillips. Wiley Bear is Chester, and Georgia
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