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In 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 US Marshal and the smell of gun smoke.
Gun Smoke starring William Conrad, the transcribed story of the violence that moved west with young
America and the story of a man who moved with it. I'm that man, Matt Dillon, United States Marshal,
the first man they look for and the last they want to meet. It's a chancey job and it makes
a man watchful and a little lonely.
Well, so that's Enoch Mills' new hotel.
It will be when they get it built, Chester.
I never heard of a cattle rancher going into hotel business before, Mr. Mills.
Enoch Mills is a man of enterprise.
Look yonder at him. He's as proud as a new father, ain't he?
Well, it isn't every day a man builds a new hotel in Dodge.
Hello, Marshal.
Chester.
Hello, Mr. Mills.
That's gone up pretty fast, hasn't it?
Well, he got most of the month before it's finished.
Uh-huh.
How many rooms are you going to have?
Fifteen. Could have more, but this is going to be a class hotel, not some hay tent like
Jim Dobie's Dodge house.
I bet he's jealous.
That Dobie's had a monopoly in this town long enough.
You're right about him being jealous, Chester. He's already done everything he can to keep
me from building.
Oh, what's he done?
He tried to buy up all the good lumber in town for one thing.
Thought he'd leave me with nothing but a lot of warpy old cottonwood.
But I got on to him soon enough.
And I'm building with the best, Marshal.
All of it. Ash, Hackberry.
Yonder comes now. He's scouting the enemy, I guess.
Yeah. Let him scout. He'll be out of business soon enough.
Looks like a town meeting we're about to have.
How are you, Marshal? Chester?
Hello, Mr. Dobie.
I'm coming along just fine, Dobie.
Of course, it's only a little bitty hotel.
You'll never beat me, Enoch. You're getting too old.
Old? Dobie, I'll eat the goose that fattens in your grave.
Not likely. Anyways, what do you know about the hotel business, Enoch?
You won't last a month.
Now look, man. Dodge can use two hotels. There are plenty of trade here.
Why don't you quit fighting each other?
You're just scared of a little competition, Dobie.
You ain't slept a night since I started building.
You got a ranch to run, Enoch. That's enough for one man.
You shouldn't be pushing into other people's territory.
Well, you ain't gonna stop me, Dobie.
I tried to stop you, and I'll go on trying.
Eh, eh, Marshal. He's threatening me.
You heard him.
I'm gonna fight you, Enoch. I'm gonna fight you all the way.
Yeah.
So now you'd better start staying up nights.
That man belongs in jail, Marshal.
Dobie's a hard one, Enoch. He'll give you a fight.
But I don't think he'll do anything illegal.
Oh, you don't? Well, you just wait and see.
And it's gonna be your fault for not stopping him now.
The whole blame is gonna be on your shoulders, Marshal.
And I ain't gonna let nobody forget it.
Well, well, evening, Kitty.
Hey, Enoch.
What are you doing here?
Uh, I came by to tell you something, Matt.
How?
You ever hear of a man called Gil Shank?
Yeah, don't tell me he's in town.
I met him at the Long Branch this afternoon.
He didn't say much, but a man like that stands out like a white buffalo.
Yeah, you can pick him, Kitty.
Yeah, Gil Shank's a gunman and a crook.
He isn't watered that I know of, but he sure ought to be.
I didn't figure him for a drummer.
Well, I'll let him stay around a few days.
See what he's up to, maybe.
Well, there were a couple of men with him,
but it's hard to say if they're friends if they just met.
Yeah, they're probably friends.
Gil Shank never liked traveling alone.
Oh, they didn't look like gunmen, Matt.
Just a couple of saddle buns.
Well, maybe I'm wrong.
Uh, thanks for telling me anyway, Kitty.
How's it going?
Oh, hello, Miss Kitty.
Something to scare you, Chester?
Worse than that, the new hotel's on fire.
On fire?
On fire.
And old Enix and Jim Dolby, they're all over the place.
You better get down there, Mr. Dillon.
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By the time I reached the fire,
a bucket brigade had been formed,
and there wasn't much to do but get in line myself.
Even while we worked, I could tell the fire had been set
and that the wood had been soaked with kerosene.
It was all over in a half hour,
but not because we'd put it out.
There was nothing left to burn.
Next morning, I went back and had a talk with Enoch,
and he'd already bought more lumber,
and he had his workmen busy cleaning up.
This ain't gonna stop me, Marshal.
It makes more than a little arson to stop Enoch Mills.
Enoch, I guess there's no need to ask you
who you think did it, is there?
What? Jim Dobie, of course. You know as well as I do.
Yeah, but you don't have any proof of that, do you?
I got what proof I need.
And if you was anything of a lawman at all,
Dobie'd be in jail right now.
Enoch, you know I can't arrest a man
because you and he are enemies.
Well, it don't matter.
I ain't counting on you no more.
I got other ways. Yes, sir.
Hey, come in right there, Marshal.
What? There.
You mean Gil Shank?
That's right.
He seen me after the fire last night,
and he offered to go to work for me.
What do you need a gunman for, ain't it?
Yeah, that makes you sit up, don't it?
You and Dobie both, you bet it does.
Marshal Dillon.
Well, now this is a pleasure.
He knows you're working for me, Shank. I told him.
Just Shank Enoch.
What do you mean?
Is he the only one you hired?
I'm alone, Marshal, if that's what you're driving at.
You're making a bad mistake, Enoch.
You don't need a man like this.
I could take offense at that, Marshal.
No?
Well, why don't you let me know when you decide, huh?
I'll let you know.
Yeah, that's telling me.
I will take care of Jim Dobie next.
You ought to do a thing to Jim Dobie.
Either one of you.
Well, you're protecting the criminal, Marshal.
But it ain't gonna work.
Shank's got a plan.
You said you was gonna figure something out, Shank.
You done it?
Well, Enoch, what with the law being so loose around here,
we gotta protect your hotel day and night.
How many riders you got out at the ranch?
Well, about 20.
I want 15 of them.
You what?
I want them here in Dodge.
We're gonna put a guard around this building 24 hours a day.
Oh, I can't spare 15 men, Shank, who's gonna watch the cattle.
You ain't moving cattle this time of year, are you?
Of course not.
Then five riders is enough.
You want this hotel to go up or don't you?
All right. I'll send for him.
Hey.
You that Jim Dobie over there?
Yeah, that's him.
Come to enjoy his dirty work, you guess?
Shank.
What, Marshal?
The first sign of any of your dirty work and I'm coming after you.
Fast.
Morning, Marshal.
Dobie.
I suppose I'm getting the blame for this.
You are?
Then why ain't you arresting me?
I've known you for a long time, Dobie.
You're pig-headed and you can be downright mean.
But you don't fight this way.
You make it hard to thank you, Marshal.
You can thank me by laying off Enoch Mills for a while.
There's got to be enough trouble without you making any.
Well, maybe there ain't nothing going to happen after all, Mr. Jones.
What?
I mean about old Enoch Mills' hotel.
It's been a week now and everything is purely pawn peaceful.
Well, what with 15 armed guards spelling one another day and night, it ought to be.
I didn't see that fellow Gil Shank running yesterday.
Enoch said he rode down to Tesco, sir.
But Ford holed up the bank.
It wouldn't surprise me.
Here's Mr. Botkin.
Morning, Marshal.
Morning, Chester.
Morning, Mr. Botkin.
You look like you're dressed for traveling.
Well, a banker doesn't do all his work behind a desk, Marshal.
I've been looking over some land up north the last couple of days.
How'd you have a good trip?
Fine, except for crossing the Pawnee.
We were almost in flood.
And how'd you make it?
Well, I was lucky, Chester.
Some cowboys were taking their herd across and they gave me a hand.
Swimming a herd across the Pawnee this time of year?
Yes.
Must have had a thousand head, Marshal.
Well, who was it?
I don't know anybody moving cattle now.
They were strangers to me.
Oh.
What was the brand?
I'm afraid I'm not much of a brand reader, Marshal.
Oh, you think you could draw it for me?
Come over here in the dirt, Mr. Botkin.
All right.
Here's a stick.
Now, what do they look like?
Well, there was a circle here
and a line through it, like this.
It stopped just about here.
Well, everybody knows that brand, Mr. Botkin.
Everybody but me, I guess.
Where would they be taking those cattle, Marshal?
Only one place.
The Great Stone Indian Agency is about 20 miles beyond there.
They're going to sell them to the agency, eh?
They won't get top prices, but it's always a fast cash sale.
Chester.
Yes, sir?
Go saddle three horses and tie them up behind the office.
And then wait for me.
I'll be back after dark.
Go ahead, Innoch.
You don't know what you're bringing me here this time of night,
for, Marshal?
I got everything ready, Mr. Dillon.
Ah, gotcha.
You got everything ready for what?
I don't know exactly, Mr. Mills.
You don't...
Well, I think you're both crazy.
Well, now, here, that's no way to talk.
Nobody's done nothing to you.
I suppose burning my hotel down was nothing, huh?
It wasn't a hotel.
It was only the frame of one.
Chester, I'm beginning to think you and the Marshal was in on it.
Hmm?
Both of you.
You're such big friends of that Jim Doby.
You'll believe most anything, won't you, Innoch?
Anything but what you tell me, Marshal Dillon.
Yeah, I guess that's true.
Yeah, sure enough, true.
All right, I'm getting out of here now.
I got nothing to say to you, and you got nothing to say to me.
Don't know why I come here in the first place.
Wait a minute, Innoch.
Well, make it fast.
I will.
I was gonna try to explain something to you,
but I can see that it'd be a waste of time.
You all through?
No, I'm just getting started.
Hey, there!
All right, give me that gun, Marshal.
I'm gonna keep it for you, Innoch, right here in my belt.
You arresting him for something, Mr. Dillon?
No, I'm not arresting him, Chester.
I'm kidnapping him.
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Enoch Mills was about as mad as any man I'd ever seen.
But I managed to get him on a horse and then he and Chester and I rode quietly out of Dodge.
But no, next day we'd covered some 60 miles and we're at the Greystone Indian Agency.
It was run by a man called Albert Leach.
It didn't seem too bright, but at least I could tell he wasn't a grafter like most.
I had a talk with him and I brought Enoch in to meet him.
Come in, gentlemen, come in. Have a chair.
You give me a chair, Mr. I'll bash both your heads in with it.
Now really, Mr. Mills, how come you know my name?
Marshal Dillon told me.
This is Albert Leach, I think he runs the agency.
I don't care who he is or what he runs.
He's got anything to do with whatever it is you're up to, Marshal. He's gonna end up in jail too.
Good heavens.
Don't worry about it, Leach. Enoch was up all night. I think I put him in a bad temper.
Look, Leach, I want you to tell him how many cattle you bought yesterday.
1,012 head.
And you paid $15 a head.
Well, then you robbed somebody.
Then you cowed him walks worth $20.
The government never pays over 15, Mr. Mills.
Which is why I never sell to the government.
We haven't got much time. Have you paid for those cattle yet, Leach?
No, the boss will be here any minute to collect the money.
In fact, that's him riding in now.
All right, you pay him, Leach, and we'll wait in the other room.
I understand, Marshal.
Come on, Enoch.
You're getting yourself in deeper and deeper, Marshal.
But I've about decided you won't go to jail.
I'm just gonna lock you up in a madhouse.
Quiet now, Enoch. Just listen.
Hey, got the money, mister?
Are you the boss of that outfit?
Enoch Mills is the boss. I run it for him.
What? Be quiet.
Come on, give me the money. I ain't got all day.
But that's Gil Shank.
Well, hurry it up, mister. Now, where's the money?
Oh, I'll kill him. I'll kill him with my bare hands.
No, wait a minute, Enoch.
Darn it, Leach! Shank! What are you doing here?
Dylan!
Hold it, Shank!
Yeah, you killed him, Marshal.
You're not hit, are you, Enoch?
No, no, I'm missing me.
That's what he wanted my men guarding the hotel for.
That rotten criminal.
He had some help.
Now we're gonna be a long time finding him.
I don't care about them. You got him.
He set that fire, Enoch. He planned the whole thing.
You had it figured out?
Why didn't you tell me?
You won't believe anything I say. Remember?
I've been a fool, Marshal.
Looks like I owe you an apology.
Never mind me. What about Jim Dobie?
You've given him a bad name.
I don't know, Marshal.
I never should have started that hotel in the first place.
I'm a cattleman. I'm no innkeeper.
You mean you're not gonna finish it?
Oh, I'll finish it.
But then you know what I'm gonna do?
I'll go to Jim Dobie and I'll ask him to run it for me.
You think he'll do it, Marshal?
Yeah, he'll do it, Enoch.
And whenever you come to town, he might even let you stay there.
If your behavior is so.
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You know, on the frontier, an outlaw was called a gunman, while a peace officer was referred to as a gunfighter.
But they both lived by their guns. And they usually died by them.
And that was the West. Good night.
Gunsmoke, produced and directed by Norman McDonald, stars William Conrad as Matt Dillon, U.S. Marshal.
The story was specially written for Gunsmoke by John Meston, with music composed and conducted by Rex Corey.
Sound patterns by Tom Hanley and Bill James.
Featured in the cast were Lawrence Stobkin, Vic Perrin, John Danaer, Harry Bartel, and Joe Duvall.
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