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 the US Marshal and the smell of Gunsmoke.
Gunsmoke starring William Conrad, the transcribed story of the violence that moved west with
young America, the story of a man who moved with it, Matt Dillon, United States Marshal.
I sure do thank you for that breakfast, Mr. Dillon.
Forget it, Chester.
My steak, eggs, potatoes, and a glass of beer.
By that could last a man clean the noon dinner.
I guess it could.
Mr. Dillon, you figure Amel will have your horse showered by the time we get there?
He should.
You think he's any many good?
He's a good blacksmith, Chester.
If he trimmed up his feet right before he reset those shoes, he ought to be fine.
Funny the way he took throw in his foreleg.
Yeah.
Now it looks like there's somebody else waiting.
Yeah.
Yelts home in here.
Yeah, I think it is.
I'm telling you something else, Dutchman.
You can whistle for your money.
You won't get it from me.
All right.
I don't make you pay.
More than after I got him home, he was so lame he couldn't walk.
I ought to break your head.
Please, if it was my fault, something I did wrong, don't pay me anything.
That seems fair enough, Thoman.
Oh, Marshall, this fool Dutchman messed up my pony and then he wants to get paid on top
of it.
Well, maybe it's a stone bruise.
Any old stone bruise, Marshall.
It's pinched feet, that's what.
Is that the horse you're talking about?
What?
No, no, he's back at the place.
This is another one.
How about my horse, same old?
You finished with him?
All finished.
Now he walks good.
Ah, fine.
Well, how much I owe you?
Two dollars, all right, Marshall?
Sure.
Here you are.
Oh, thank you.
Yeah.
Chester, you get up behind.
I'll ride you back to the office.
Come on.
There we go.
Marshall.
Yeah.
Mr. Thoman told a lie.
Oh?
Yeah, the horse he ride just now is the one I shooed two days ago.
You can see he's not lame.
He didn't seem to be.
There's sure nothing wrong the way he travels.
Hey, well, why is Thoman who wrong, huh?
Do you know?
Maybe because I'm German.
Maybe something else.
Who knows?
But I'll ask him to settle his bill with you if you like.
No, no, Marshall.
Well, you won't get rich if you aren't paid, Amel.
Money is good, yeah, but better to have no enemies.
All right, Amel.
Well, Chester, hang on.
Get up!
I'm the first novice!
Mr. Dillon?
What, Chester?
Did you know that Lily Lankrey's gonna be here in a couple of weeks?
No, how did you know?
Mr. Hipple over at the Opera House told me, and in case I don't get to see her, he's gonna
let me have one of them big picture posters.
He is?
Yes, sir.
Oh, Lily, my, I sure would like to be tall hog at that, Trough.
Oh, hello, Martin, Chester.
Hello, Doc.
Hello, Doc.
Hey, did you know Lily Lankrey's gonna be here, Doc?
Oh, of course, Chester.
I already paid Hipple for a chair.
Oh.
Is this all you two got to do, just sit around and talk?
Well, things are quiet, Doc.
We can't always have a few shot-up cowboys just to keep you busy.
Besides, we're waiting for the evening stage.
Wish I hadn't loaned him a dollar.
Maybe I could get to see the Lily, too.
Chester here.
Oh, no, sir.
Here's the dollar.
Now, will you be quiet?
Well, sir, I sure do thank you, Mr. Dillon.
Horsher Dillon?
Oh, Amel, come in, come in.
I'll just come by to see how your horse is.
Oh, fine, Amel, fine.
I think that shoe had fixed him up.
Good.
Hey, you're all dressed up, Amel.
You got your Sunday clothes on.
Yeah, I'm meeting stage five o'clock.
Oh, is that so?
Yeah.
Got your wife coming.
Oh.
You got what?
It's right.
Well, I didn't know you were married, Amel.
Oh, not yet married.
I will get married after she arrives.
Well, forever more.
Who is it, Amel?
Well, I am doing good now.
I want to have wife and children, but girls here in Dodge don't want husband.
They like better the Texas trail and Longhorn.
Well, there's a lot of excitement and money to be had working around the saloon.
That's true.
So I answer advertisement in St. Louis paper.
You did what?
Advertisement.
Says the young German woman wants husband.
So I write to the paper and say, come to Dodge City.
Be wife of Amel Volheta.
And she's coming in on this evening's stage.
Yeah, that's right.
Oh, that's just fine, Amel.
You got a place for her to stay?
Yeah, I talked to Mr. Green at the Dodge house.
She'll stay there until I get the place ready behind my smithy.
It's here.
The stage just pulled up the other side of the planet.
Oh, good luck, Amel.
Marshal, Marshal, you and Doc and Chester come too.
I want you to meet Gretchen.
We'll be proud of you.
Yeah.
You?
What's the matter with you?
What's the matter with you?
I'm not afraid of anything.
But now, my stomach is sick.
There's only one woman getting off the stage.
That must be her.
Yeah?
She's a pretty little thing, ain't she?
Well, go on, Amel.
She's standing there waiting.
We'll stay here.
Go on.
Well, go on, man.
Go on, go on.
There's plenty of time to be nervous later.
Oh, well, well.
Good morning.
I'm here.
I'm happy and happy that you've come.
Mr. Wallhacker?
I hope the trip was not too long.
Oh, my.
Listen to that.
No, not at all.
I'm very happy.
Makes you wonder how they can understand each other.
Don't you?
Talking that way?
Oh, just for heaven's sake.
Oh, look.
Can you bring her over here?
Speak English, Miss Schiller?
Yes, of course.
Oh, good.
Marshal Dillon, gentlemen.
Miss Gretchen Schiller.
How do you do, gentlemen?
How do you do, ma'am?
Welcome to Dodge, Miss Schiller.
Thank you, Marshal.
I hope you'll be happy here.
You've certainly got a fine man.
I know much about him already.
We have written.
Now, Marshal, I will take Gretchen to the hotel.
Come and see.
Again, it's Gretchen.
Oh, dear.
She seems a little scared, doesn't she, Matt?
Well, Doc, she took a chance on coming out here.
Yeah, well, so did Amel.
Getting married to a male lawyer bride is like buying a pig in a pope.
You can't be sure till it's too late.
Come on, Matt.
This is an excuse for some sort of a celebration.
I'll buy you a glass of rye.
Hey, you too, Chester.
All right, Doc, since you're buying.
You know, I was just thinking, she's so little and Amel's so big, I hope he don't take it
into his mind to beat her none.
Amel's about the gentlest man I've ever known, Chester.
And besides Chester, men don't always beat their wives.
My Pa did.
Well, well, well, well.
Sam, set out some glasses.
The bottle of rye was big.
And then when the stage comes in a few minutes ago, I see where he gets himself a gal bought
out of a newspaper.
And the guilt home again, Mr. Dillon.
One of them foreigners is all we need around here.
Now there's two.
We ought to tarn feather the both of them and send them on their way.
Doc, you and Chester wait here.
Tarn feathers is too good for foreigners that are trying to take over the town.
You're right.
Toman, how drunk are you?
I ain't at all.
You talk like a man that's been drinking.
Ain't a man allowed to say what he thinks around Dodge no more, Marshal?
Not when he's thinking that way, Toman.
This is between war hater and me.
It has nothing to do with the law.
It's got a lot to do with me, Toman.
Now you drink up and get out.
And you take Spooner and Woolley here with you.
I just a minute.
Now you listen to me.
All of you.
War hater's trying to mind his own business.
And if there's any trouble, I'll know who started it.
Then he'll go to jail.
You saying you're going to lock me up?
Toman, if Amal War hater ever gets mad enough, he'll kill you with his bare hands.
Now leave him and his girl alone.
Girl.
Why, she's probably nothing but a little...
All right, Toman.
You and Spooner carry Woolley out of here.
Okay, Marshal.
We'll go.
Just remember, I got a score to settle with that blacksmith.
We will return for the second act of gun smoke in just a moment.
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later tonight.
Now the second act of gun smoke.
By the end of the next week, Amel Wolhater had finished fixing up the little room out
behind him, Smithy.
And the week after that, he married Gretchen Schiller.
On their wedding night, they made quite a picture, standing there by the fire out behind
Smithy, the great giant of a man and his tiny little bride, smiling and happy.
Doc had come along too, and he was busy with his fiddle.
People were laughing and eating and drinking.
Somebody had brought along a barrel of beer, and there were hard-boiled eggs and pickled
pig's feet, roast chicken, and smoked beef.
Some of the women had brought sugar cakes and dried apple pie, and some of the men whiskey.
It was good fun, until Tolman and his sidekicks arrived.
Well, I didn't think he'd show up here, Mr. Geller.
No, neither did I.
Well, to the dancing.
He's kind of drunk.
Yeah, so are Willie and Spooner.
Willie, go find yourself a game.
You too, Spooner.
Me, I got one waiting.
I'm gonna dance with this little old gal.
How about it, Mrs. Warlater?
Amen.
Come on, gal, dance.
He don't care.
Amen.
Hey, we are all friends here.
But I...
Nobody's dancing right now, Tolman.
Why don't you forget it, huh?
Well, if it ain't the marshal.
You are welcome here, Mr. Tolman.
There's food on the table and drink.
I don't want nothing to drink.
I want to dance.
Doc, got that fiddle player.
Come on, you, we're gonna dance.
Maybe you drink too much to dance.
Don't you lay a hand on me.
Why don't you just go home, Tolman, and sleep it off?
Me and Gretchen's gonna dance, that's why.
Come on.
I'm sorry to do this, Mr. Tolman.
You don't have to worry about this.
We'll have to put you in the water, Carl.
Put me down.
Who are you?
You stupid ox.
Put me down.
All right.
There you go.
A lot of quiet in Sam Abel.
Better than herding him, I think.
You filthy Dutchman.
I'll pay you back for that.
Come on, boy.
Get out of here.
I don't know what you're doing.
I think something's wrong, man.
Why don't you get your hands off me?
I'm not an idiot to ask you to get up.
I am not an idiot to ask you to get up.
I am an idiot to ask you to get up.
You're not an idiot to ask you to get up.
You're an idiot to ask you to get up.
filthy Dutchman. I'll pay you back for that. Come on, Willie.
Go on, let's go.
Everybody have fun. No troubles on wedding night of Bretchen and English.
And there wasn't any more trouble that night, or in the week that followed.
I kept my eyes open, but there was no sign of Tauman or his two wranglers, and Dodge was pretty peaceful.
Then late one night, trouble did come, but not the way I'd expected it.
I'd fallen asleep on a cot in the office.
Mr. Dillon. Mr. Dillon. Wake up, Mr. Dillon.
What's the matter? What's the matter, Jack? There's a fire.
What? It's the blacksmith shop. I come as quick as I could.
Well, is it bad, Chester? A bunch of the men are out there now.
Where's Amel? I don't know. Nobody's seen him.
How about Bretchen? Miss Kitty's with her. She's pretty upset.
By the time we got bucket lines going, the place was just about burned to the ground.
Well, how did it start? Do you know?
No, sir, I don't. But a shack like that flares up pretty quick.
They didn't have time to get anything out. Beds or tables or the like.
Well, there doesn't seem to be much left but a pile of coal.
Look for the ring. Oh, there's Miss Kitty.
Over there. And Bretchen. Yeah.
Come on, Matt. Let us waltz later. Kitty.
Oh, Marshal. He's gone, all gone. And Amel works so hard.
That's going to be all right, Miss Waltz later. Kitty, why don't you take her on over to your place?
That's a good idea. Come on, honey. Oh, no, no, no. I can't.
Amel will be back. He'll be all right.
The Marshal can tell him where you are.
Where is your husband, Bretchen? He was called away.
Oh, when? A few hours ago.
A man came for him. Said he was needed.
Well, who was it?
He was a volunteer man who came out on a wedding night.
Oh, she means the night of the chevrolet mass. Yeah.
It must have been Willie or Spooner.
Yeah, yeah, that's right. Bretchen, Bretchen, let me get you.
Let me get you to the next. Oh, Amel. Thank God.
Oh, God. He was so good. Amel, you're going to get burned too fast.
Our men couldn't get water to it. Yeah, I know, Marshal. I've heard.
But Bretchen is safe. That is important.
I'm going to take her with me, Mr. Waltz.
You're very kind, Miss Kitty. Right now she needs a woman.
Yeah. Come on, Bretchen. Let's go.
Yeah, all right.
Marshal, I think somebody set that fire.
Oh, why do you think so, Amel?
Somebody wanted me away from my place.
So he told me I was needed down the trail towards Willow Bend.
But there was no team of horses with thrown shoes.
Oh, maybe you just missed him in the dark.
Well, didn't the man who came for you wait to lead you back?
No, he rode on. By the time I dressed, he was gone. Did you know him, Amel?
Sure. It was the man Spooner. He works with Tolman.
Now, he works for Tolman.
And Tolman's just mean enough to do it. He is.
Look, Amel, if you'll say that Tolman did it, I'll have him in jail by morning.
No, no, Marshal. No. This I settle myself.
I won't have any killing, Amel.
No, no. There will be no killing, Marshal.
But for the first time, I am getting very angry.
Not so much for me, but for little Gretchen.
Oh, what are you going to do?
I will wait. And when I see Tolman, I will teach him lesson.
Music
You want more coffee, Mr. Dillon?
No, no, no, thanks, Justin.
Did you know Amel Woolhader has been just standing across the plaza there all morning?
He's waiting, Chester.
Waiting?
Yeah, it's Saturday, and Tolman always comes to town Saturday for his weak supplies.
He probably figures if he didn't come in this morning, people would suspect he was afraid to.
Yep.
My golly, Amel's still there. Just standing.
Do you think Tolman knows Amel's after him?
I don't know it, Chester.
Mr. Dillon?
Yeah?
He's coming. Tolman's coming. And he's got Willie Sachs and Spooner with him.
Come on, Chester, let's step out onto the porch, huh? I think we need a little air.
Yes, sir.
Hey, look. Look at the three of them. Walking right down the middle of the plaza.
Yeah. Oh, Tolman, come over here a minute, huh?
Why, sure, Marshal.
What do you want?
Tolman!
You crazy dutch.
All right, Tolman, you and your men drop your guns.
Well, now, wait a minute, Marshal.
Drop them, I said.
That's better.
Now, gentlemen, I think the blacksmith wants to talk with you.
What?
Mr. Tolman.
I don't mind when you don't pay me for work.
I don't mind when you are a little drunk.
But when you do something to upset my wife, I mind very much.
What are you talking about?
I am going to fight you, Tolman, and hurt you.
You lay a hand on me and Spooner and Willie here will tear you to pieces.
I don't want to fight other men, but if they try to stop me, it's too bad.
You are crazy.
No, just very mad.
I'll see that they come at you only one at a time.
Please, Marshal, you stay out of it, out.
If they want to come at me at the same time, let them.
Boys, get the blacksmith.
Tolman.
Now, wait, all of you, wait.
Tolman.
Tolman.
Tolman.
Tolman.
Tolman.
All right, Amel, that's enough.
Amel.
Amel, stop it.
Stop it.
Chester, run up and get the doctor.
I'm right here, Matt.
I saw the whole thing.
Oh, my, what a beautiful fight.
What a beautiful thing.
All right, some of you men there, will you help Doc carry these three men up to his place?
That's right.
Young fellow, get the beat there.
Careful now, careful.
Amel, Amel, Amel.
Amel, Amel, Amel.
Amel, Amel, Amel.
Amel, Amel, Amel.
Amel, Amel.
Amel, Amel.
Amel, Amel.
Amel, Amel.
Amel, Amel.
Amel, Amel.
Amel, Amel, Amel.
Amel, Amel.
Amel, Amel.
Amel, Amel.
Amel, Amel.
Amel, Amel.
Amel, Amel.
Young fellow, get the beat there.
Get there, get there.
Careful now.
Watch their heads against the stairs.
Get that man's face out of the dust.
My gracious alive, I never seen nothing like it.
Yeah.
Well, Amel.
Yeah?
You, uh, you want Doc to have a look at you?
No.
No, no worse than shoeing Missouri mule.
No, no, Marshal.
I go to Gretchen.
It is time we start building new home.
Gunsmoke, transcribed under the direction of Norman McDonald, stars William Conrad as
Matt Dillon, U.S. Marshal.
Tonight's story was specially written for Gunsmoke by Mr. McDonald with music composed
and conducted by Rex Corey.
Featured in the cast were John Danaer, Gene Bates, Vic Perrin, and Lou Krugman.
Carly Bear as Chester, Howard McNair as Doc, and Georgia Ellis as Kitty.
George Walsh speaking.
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