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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 U.S. 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.
Is this the Marshal's office? Yeah, come in, it's very good.
You're Marshal Dillon? I am. My name's Egan Marshal, Emmett Egan. I'm glad to know you.
Now, that's just a proud foot. How do you do? Hello. The purpose of my visit may surprise
you, Marshal. What if it doesn't mean trouble, it sure will. I've just deposited $50,000 in
the bank here. That's a lot of money, Egan. It's taken me ever since the war to earn it.
I've been up in Chicago, Marshal, running cattle auctions for a man named Swift, but I'm through
with that now. Now, I'm going to try something new. Marshal, I don't intend any insult, but
if you need money, name your price. I'm afraid I don't follow you, Egan. I want your job.
What? I want to be Marshal here. All right, say it out, Egan. I'm serious, Marshal, no
tricks to this. I've been to Washington and the war department's endorsed my application,
but they tell me there are no openings, so I came to dodge. I thought if I can somehow
persuade you to quit, maybe they'll put me on here. I think you are serious. Oh, I am.
It's simple enough. I'm tired of the kind of work I was doing, and I want to try this,
something exciting. Oh, I see. What would you advise me to do, Marshal? Go back to Chicago.
You're a lot safer there. You think I'm not qualified to be a lawman? Well, you were on
a gun. I'm accustomed to authority, Marshal. I was a major under General McClellan. I took
my first bullet in the Chickahominy in 62. I see. Is this your first trip to the frontier,
Mr. Egan? It's my first in 67. Uh-huh. Well, I still advise you to go back to Chicago.
No, Marshal. All right, Mr. Egan, you want this job so bad, you can have it as far as
I'm concerned. Now, Mr. Gillen, there's very little money in it, and absolutely no thanks.
I've been a live target for every drunken bomb and glory hunter in Kansas about long
enough. You mean it, Marshal? Yeah. But on one condition. Yeah? That you hang around
for a week, see what it's like. And then if you still want it... Oh, I'll want it all
right. All right, then we'll start right now. I'm ready. What do we do first? You all set,
sir? My... Yes, sir, I guess so. All right, then follow me.
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Why don't you sit down and rest a spell, Mr. Egan?
Oh, thanks.
You're going to wear yourself out walking up and down that way.
You've got a match, Chester.
Here.
Oh, thanks.
You don't sure ain't very lively today, is it?
Not very.
If I only had me a knife, I could do a little whittling.
Now, what happened to your knife, Chester?
Well, it was about wore out, so I traded it to a small kid I know. Her a flipper.
Why don't you get yourself another one?
Mr. Dillon, I am so mean poor, I just couldn't stand it outweigh it all.
Oh, yeah, yeah, I forgot.
Hey, look there. Somebody had an R to be in town.
Oh, where? Who?
That fella coming up the street, riding that sleigh back to old Brood Mary. See him?
He looks like a farmer.
If you call a man whose wife holds a ten yard patch of mealy potatoes farmer, then he's
one all right.
You said he shouldn't be in town. He can't be very dangerous.
He's dangerous to himself.
Oh, what do you mean?
Why, he gets the doggone drunk every time he comes in here, he can't hardly climb back
up on that old mare. When he does, he usually falls off summers before he gets home and
lays out there on the prairie all night like a dead man. It's a pure wonder he ain't been
yet by something.
Oh, Marshal, we've been hanging around this porch for three hours. I'm beginning to feel
like a bum myself.
Now, that's part of the job, Egan. Keeping an eye on things, we call it.
Keeping an eye on things? You and Chester both are fighting to stay awake.
Are you calling it quits, Egan?
Oh, no, of course not.
Then let's go get a cup of coffee. It'll be dark soon and we can start making the rounds.
What's the name of this place, Marshal?
It's called the Long Branch. Oh, here comes somebody you ought to know.
Good evening, ma'am.
Oh, Kitty.
How long you been sitting here?
Ah, not long. Ah, Kitty, this is Emmett Egan.
How do you do, Miss Kitty?
Mr. Egan?
Oh, I should sit down?
Uh-huh. I, uh, I hear you may be our new Marshal.
What? How in the world?
Chester was in a while ago. It's true, isn't it?
Well, it isn't exactly settled yet, Miss Kitty.
But you want the job?
Yes.
Why?
Well, let's say I was bored with what I was doing.
Sure. That's happened to a lot of ex-soldiers. They can't stand peacetime.
And me in particular, I guess.
Why don't you re-enlist? The cavalry keeps busy out here.
I tried that, Miss Kitty.
You did?
Back in 67.
67? Oh, yeah. Cheyenne and the Sioux were real active that year, weren't they?
Yes, they were, but not where the cavalry was.
Wait a minute. Were you a General Hancock?
That's right, Marshal. We took to the field for four months. We marched and counter-marched
all over this country, and then we returned to Fort Harker.
Well, what was wrong with that?
Well, all we did was burn one empty village, kill two young Cheyenne Braves, both of whom
we later found out were friendly. It took 1,100 men to do that.
Oh, Mr. Dillon.
Yeah, what is it, Chester?
I don't know for sure, but I hear there's some kind of trouble down at Moss Grimmick
State.
Well, it's about time something happened around here.
Yeah, don't forget, Egan. When it does, somebody usually dies.
What's the trouble here, men? Where's Moss Grimmick, Chester?
Well, he ain't here, Mr. Dillon. They say Leonard Bibbs there is the one who knows by.
Oh, Bibbs, a little sodbuster?
Yes, sir.
Hey, Bibbs, come here.
What's going on here, Bibbs?
Inside, Marshal. Back there in the stall.
Oh, what's back there?
Bad, Marshal, real bad. Don't nobody go in there. It's real bad.
What is? Who's in there, Bibbs?
Not even you, Marshal. Not nobody. Leave him alone, I'm warning you.
Oh, he ain't got good sense, Mr. Dillon. No, you stop him.
It's real bad in there.
Yeah, something's got him scared half to death. I'm going to go take a look. You stay here,
Chester.
I'm going with you, Marshal.
Look, Egan, I don't know what's in there. It could be a crazy man with a gun looking
for blood. It could be anything.
Action is what I came here for, Marshal, and you said I could hang around.
All right, but you get out of the way if there's any shooting.
I'm not entirely a novice with a gun, Marshal.
No, but you're not a professional either. I'll stay at least ten paces behind me.
You see anything?
No.
It's Marshal Dillon. Who's that here?
Come on, speak up.
Maybe he's hiding, waiting for me.
Yeah, he can't see me any better than I can see him.
You're taking an awful chance, Marshal.
You stay where you are, Egan.
What?
What's this?
Chester, bring a lantern.
All right, Egan.
What is it, Marshal?
Now that we have to kill.
What do you mean?
You'll see when Chester brings the lights.
Oh, he's coming.
What have you found, Mr. Dillon?
Hold the lantern over here, Chester.
That's your work.
Oh my goodness. Somebody's gone and hung a man.
So that's it. Poor devil. Was this a lynching, Marshal?
No, Egan, that's old Tom Sanders. He's been drunk for 20 years.
And I guess he finally decided to break the habit.
You won't get any action out of this.
Well, Egan, it's been nearly a week.
Enough excitement for you.
I must admit, Marshal, it's not quite what I'd expected.
Somehow the idea of Marshal was always busy doing things.
You mean gunfighting?
I've told you, I don't think gunfighting's necessary.
Yeah, I remember.
Any man accustomed to command should be able to control these Dodge City ruffians without
much trouble.
I only draw my gun as a last resort, Egan.
And besides, you haven't seen any of these men in action yet.
I still want the job, Marshal.
Yeah, I know.
Oh, Matt.
Yeah, come on in, Doc.
Say, Matt, you'd better get over the Texas Trail.
Yeah.
You know those fellas, Gear and Boseman?
Yeah, I know him.
Well, they've got that poor little Leonard Phibbs at the bar there, and they're trying
to make him pay for their drinks.
He's broke, of course, so they're beating him up.
They're doing it real slowly, bit by bit.
I tell you, it just makes you sick to watch.
All right, Doc.
Wait, Marshal.
Yeah, what?
Let me handle this.
Look, Egan, Gear and Boseman may be a couple of bullies, but that doesn't mean they're
not dangerous.
They are.
Are you afraid I might be able to handle them, Marshal?
Well, okay, go ahead.
Here, take my badge.
Tell them you're a deputy.
Thank you, Marshal.
You gotta learn one way or the other.
Where are you listening to gun smoke?
In your favorite easy chair or out driving?
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Come on, Chester.
I knew you wouldn't leave Mr. Egan all alone.
Nobody'll look for us coming in the back door.
And let's move a little closer.
Egan's facing him, Mr. Doughty.
Yeah.
Oh, look at poor little Phil, they got him all blunted out.
What makes you think you can do this to a man?
Is there no law where you come from?
We come from Dodge, Mr. Deputy.
Where do you come from?
Are you Bozeman or Gear?
I'm Bozeman, Mr. Deputy.
I'm the one who generally does the talking, but we both do the fighting.
You're out of order, Bozeman.
What's that?
I said you're out of order.
I will not tolerate your insolence.
I'm not sure, Mr. Deputy.
Are you saying you don't like us?
That's enough.
You and Gear will turn and face the bar when I take your guns.
You're the most doggone foolish man I ever saw, Mr. Deputy.
Do as I say.
Why?
Because you weren't a badge?
That's reason enough.
Now, Mr. Deputy, that may be reason enough for you.
There'll be no shooting.
I'm ordering you to face the bar.
I guess there's no use talking to you, Mr. Deputy.
I'll take him along here.
He's, he's...
Hold it, Bozeman.
All right, that's enough.
Now, go ahead, Bozeman, try it again.
Now, wait, Marshal.
You knew he couldn't handle a gun.
You know I can, is that it?
Your gun against two of us?
Quit talking, Bozeman.
Don't try it, Gear.
All right, then do as my deputy told you.
Face the bar.
Sure.
Sure, Marshal.
Chester.
Yes, sir.
You want me to lock him up, Mr. Dillon?
Here are the guns, Chester.
I'll be at Doc's.
Maybe he can save Bozeman here from hanging.
It's getting light out, Doc.
It generally does this time of morning.
Yeah, but I'm not generally sitting up waiting for a man to die.
He isn't gonna die, man.
I saw what that bullet did to him.
You feel guilty, don't you, Matt?
I wouldn't, Joe, Doc.
Yes, I guess I wouldn't.
Doc?
What?
Well, he's conscious.
How do you feel, Egan?
Pretty fair, Doc.
I've been lying here listening to you talk.
What, you mean you've been conscious for some time?
Half hour, maybe.
I wanted to get my head clear.
Well, a few eeks in bed and it'll be clear now.
I guess I was lucky.
If that bullet had gone one inch to the left, you'd have died on the floor, Egan.
You were lucky, all right.
God protects fools and drunkards, isn't it?
Marshal Dillon.
I heard you saying you felt guilty about this.
It wasn't your fault.
And I should have known what had happened.
But I heard you telling Doc how it happened.
You faced them the same way I did.
They didn't shoot you.
It's a little different with me, Egan.
How?
This is my profession.
I've handled enough men to be professional.
Egan, why do you think Bozeman did what I told him to do?
Because he knew you'd shoot if he didn't?
He not only knew I'd shoot, he knew I'd kill him.
He knows I can handle a gun pretty well.
And that part of the profession I don't teach in the Army.
It takes years and years to learn.
Well, I can't complain anymore about there not being enough action, can I, Marshal?
Yeah, you're weeks up today, Egan.
You want the job?
Marshal, you ever been in California?
Not for some time.
I hear things are pretty active out there.
I'll write you and tell you all about it.
In a moment, our star, William Conrad.
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Unlocks all the pleasure of fine tobacco.
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Firm and pleasing to the lips, Chesterfield, mild, yet they satisfy the most.
You know, there were a lot of ways for death to come to a man on the frontier, all of them
at once.
But next week, a man meets death the hardest way of all, at the end of a rope.
But that was the West.
Good night.
Gunsmoke, produced and directed by Norman McDonald, stars William Conrad as Matt Dillon,
U.S. Marshal.
Our story was specially written for Gunsmoke by John Meskin, with music composed and conducted
by Rex Corey.
Sound patterns by Tom Hanley and Bill James.
Featured in the cast were John Danaer, James Nusser, and Harry Bartell.
Harley Bear is Chester, Howard McNear is Doc, and Georgia Ellis is Kitty.
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