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 gun smoke.
Gun Smoke, starring William Conrad, the 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, the 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.
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Well, it doesn't look like your customers are in any hurry to go home tonight, Kitty. They're really roaring.
It must be the sign of the moon or something.
Whatever it is, it's good for business.
Yeah, but I'd settle for a little peace and quiet right now. Be all right with me if they all went home.
Well, I can take a hint.
Oh, you know I didn't mean you, Matt. Have another drink.
No, no, I don't think so, Kitty.
Oh, Matt.
Don't worry about it, Kitty. I'm tired. I just want to turn in.
All right.
Okay. I'll see you tomorrow, Kitty.
Sure, man. Night.
Good night.
Oh, I could have come for them glasses, Miss Kitty.
It's all right, Sam. It doesn't look like you've had much chance to get away from behind this bar.
Oh, you get me pretty busy pouring, that's a fact.
Yeah.
Hello, Kitty.
Oh, hello, Arnie.
Glad to see that hard-nosed marshal go out of here.
That so?
I've been waiting to sit with you.
Well, now, Arnie, it's late.
You seem like he never was going to move along.
Time you went on home, too, isn't it, Arnie?
I've been waiting a long time.
Well, you come back another time, huh?
He ain't no more of a man than me.
Matt's an old friend.
I'm hankering to be friends, too, Kitty.
You and me, we could have a good time.
Now, listen.
I had my eye on you for a long time, Kitty.
Huh?
You're a pretty gal.
Real pretty.
Well, that's nice, Arnie, but I'm going home now.
Not just a little glass of whiskey.
No, Arnie, I said I'm going home.
You better go home, too.
Well, now, you ain't being very friendly.
Well, I can be a lot worse.
Now, go on home, Arnie, or there's trouble.
I'm going home.
Oh, be concerned.
Never mind, pussyfoot and Arnie.
I hear you.
I just didn't want to disturb your sleep, Patty.
I reckon you didn't.
I didn't figure it would be so late.
You never do.
Turn up that lamp.
Ain't no sense in you sitting up.
I got no feel for sleep when you're with that woman.
Oh, now, Hattie, there ain't nothing.
I've watched Jamaican cow eyes at her every time I've been in town.
There ain't nothing to it.
There's enough to it so you haven't been home to supper in a week.
Oh, now, Hattie, let's not.
I've sat out on the table for you night after night.
A man has business to attend to.
Business?
Well, I'll tell you something, Arnie Grimes.
It's the kind of business I ain't about to stand for.
I come out here with you to this misbegotten country.
I, I, I, I part and peel and wrinkle up, taking care of you and tending to your place.
Well, it ain't an easy country, Hattie.
I ain't expecting it to be easy.
But I've got a right to expect you to pay me some mind.
A man's got a right to go into town.
And take up with every saloon woman he meets, Arthur.
Now, there ain't no harm in what I do.
Athena, with her fancy clothes, her painted mouth, tempting a man away from his wife.
I ain't left you, Hattie.
Well, you may not have left our house, but you left me all right.
You left me a long time ago.
I'm sorry.
Thanks for dinner, Matt.
Sure.
Maybe I should have eaten more while I had the chance.
How do you mean?
I'm not going to have you around to buy my meals from.
You'll make out.
Now, Matt.
I was joking, Kitty.
How long do you expect to be gone?
Oh, three, four days, I imagine.
At least until Sally's back on her feet again.
I don't expect she'll stay in bed too long,
she'll have a dozen she hasn't paid.
She and Hank are getting to have quite a family, aren't they?
Yeah, seven of them, I think.
No, this will make eight.
You know, marriage is a good thing, Matt.
Huh? You thinking about it?
I said it was good.
I didn't say I was going to do it.
Well, you better get your back to your place.
The stage leaves around two o'clock.
I'm all packed.
Come on, I'll carry your bags down to the depot for you.
All right.
Look there.
Hmm?
A couple of your friends.
What?
Arnie Grimes and his wife.
That man gives me the creeps.
You know, the way I heard it, he's kind of sweet on you.
Oh, Matt.
I wonder what they're doing in town this time of day.
I don't know, but it looks like they're heading for the stage depot.
Hmm?
I'm sure they are.
Well, why in the world would they...
Oh, Matt, you don't suppose they're going to take the stage out, do you?
They could be.
Well, why in the world would they be going to Fort Larned?
Maybe they got a friend having a baby, too.
Matt, this isn't funny.
I was looking forward to this trip.
It's half ruined before it even starts.
Cheer up.
Maybe they're only riding out to the crossroads.
I probably won't be that lucky.
Come on, we better get you back to your place so you can change.
You won't be making that trip at all.
There you go, Jim.
Oh, Marshal, I didn't see you standing there.
Might as well put this bag up, huh?
Yeah, sure.
You riding with me today, Marshal?
No, not me, Jim. Miss Kitty. She'll be along in a minute.
Well, I guess I should have known.
This ain't exactly your kind of bag.
No, not exactly.
Miss Kitty going far?
At Fort Larned.
You think you can keep that rig on the road?
Well, now, Marshal, seeing as Miss Kitty's a passenger, I'll show a try.
She'll be glad to hear that.
Hello, Marshal.
Oh, Arnie. Miss Grime?
Afternoon, Marshal.
Give the man the bag, Arnie.
He ain't going without it.
And tell him to be careful with it.
I'll be careful, ma'am.
Marshal, did I hear you say Miss Kitty was taking this stage?
That's right.
Well, what do you know?
Arnie, give me a hand into the stage.
All right, Harry, all right.
And you needn't think.
You're going to stand out there in the street waiting to ogle her, either.
You come up here in the stage and take your seat.
I'm coming.
So long, Marshal. So long, Arnie. Have a good trip.
You needn't worry about him, nun.
He'll have a nice trip all right.
He's already started lally-gagging about that woman.
You keep your mouth shut, Harry. She's a friend of the Marshal's.
I wouldn't be surprised.
She's a friend to most of the men, ain't she?
Harry!
Sorry, Marshal.
Never mind, Arnie. You better get out and sit down.
Yeah, Rick and I better.
Max, Max!
Oh, we were just about to give you up, Miss Kitty.
Thanks for holding up, Jim.
Sure.
Romero, I'll see you in about a week.
All right. You give my regards to Hank and Sally.
You tell them to send me back a cigar.
Well, give you a hand up, Miss Kitty.
I can manage, thank you.
You all sitting down here?
Yeah, all set.
All right, take her away, Jim.
Okay.
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Oh!
Seems like this driver could at least miss the biggest holes in the road.
You all right, Kitty?
I'm all right.
Here, let me take up that handbag for you.
No, never mind, I can get it.
Well, there ain't no trouble.
She can get it.
Okay, Hattie.
Sure is a funny thing.
We should all be riding along together this way.
Hattie and me ain't been up to see your folks in two years.
I'm thinking you don't make this trip often either, do you, Kitty?
Not often.
Yeah, ain't what you'd call one of them Duluxi rides, I'll say that for you.
Oh, oh!
It just seems like we might as well be riding down a wash or gullies on this road.
Don't it seem that way, Kitty?
Wouldn't you say?
I guess so.
I always say, though, that when you're traveling, it's the folks you're with that counts.
It sure is pleasurable to be riding along with you, Kitty.
Don't you got nothing to say to that?
Listen, Arnie, I don't feel much like talking.
Arnie, quit making a fool of yourself.
Now, there ain't nothing foolish about a man trying to be friendly like, is there, Kitty?
I don't know, Arnie.
Your wife may be right.
I don't know.
Mister?
Don't bother me, boy.
I'll get the windows clean and get in out of the sun.
Mister?
I told you, quit bothering me.
Go on, now, get.
You aiming to get them windows clean?
Well, and yes, I'm aiming to get them clean.
What do you think I'm scrubbing at them for?
You ain't got that top one over there.
For, yeah.
Now, look, you listen to me, boy.
I can see it just as plain you left a big smear.
I told you once before I ain't telling you again.
Now, get.
You ain't done it right.
Get.
I don't care if there's a big old smear up there.
Boy, I'm going to bang your head in a minute.
Now, get.
As I did in this smear or two.
That little body has to be bothered.
That's the charge.
I'm smart.
I like kids coming along smart and often.
Well, hello there, Miss Grimes.
I want to see the Marshal.
Oh, yes, ma'am, but he ain't in there right this minute, Miss Grimes.
He ought to be back any time.
I'll wait for him inside there.
Well, all right, ma'am.
I ain't trying to stop you.
All right.
You can take time to be quiet, other folks.
Best to keep the dust on these windows anyway.
You got more water on you than you got on the windows, Chester.
Oh, Mr. Dillon.
If you keep on scrubbing, we'll almost be able to see out of that window again.
It don't seem to me they're much worth seeing around here.
You may be right.
Mr. Dillon, you better get on in there.
Huh?
What's the trouble?
I don't know what the trouble is, but Arnie Grimes' wife is waiting to see you,
and she don't look like no patient woman to me.
Oh, well, I'll just soon wash windows.
Hello, Miss Grimes.
You, uh, want to see me?
I want you to make an arrest.
Well, uh, you better tell me what it's about.
That's your business, isn't it, arresting folks?
Well, when they've done something wrong...
Wrong's been done.
And when there's proof...
There's proof, all right.
Well, who do you want me to arrest?
That woman, Kitty.
Kitty? Kitty Russell?
That's the one, that saloon girl.
Now, Miss Grimes accusing a person of pretty serious business.
It certainly is, Marshal, and I want you to lock her up.
Well, what's she done?
She stole.
Stole? Kitty stole?
My pin, my diamond pin.
I want you to go get it, Marshal, and then I want you to lock her up.
Now, Miss Grimes, Kitty had no reason to steal.
No reason? She don't mind stealing anything, anything at all.
Look, Miss Grimes, I know Kitty pretty well.
Maybe you better go home and think this over, huh?
I've been thinking, Marshal, a good deal,
and I want you to get to the bottom of this.
That's your job, isn't it, to protect honest folks?
Yeah, yeah, that's my job.
All right, then, you do something about that woman.
Hello, man, sit down.
Hello, Kitty. Thanks.
You want a drink?
Yeah, yeah, I guess I do.
You look like a good-used one.
Sam.
Yeah, Miss Kitty.
Bring me out a drink, will you?
Sure, Miss Kitty.
You're not having one?
No, it's a little early for me.
Ah, thanks, Sam.
Sure.
Now, what's got you going down at this time of day?
Well, Kitty, you, uh, you wouldn't believe it.
Try me.
I have spent the last two hours with Hattie Grimes.
That'd wear anybody down.
What's she want with you?
It's about that stage riot you took together.
You remember?
I'll never forget it.
Poor Hattie sitting there like a crow on a barn roof,
Arnie acting like a darn fool.
It was miserable to...
Yeah, I can imagine.
What's she want?
Well, Kitty, she spent most of the morning telling me
how she lost a pen when she was on the stage.
Huh?
Yeah.
She's been telling me that you took it.
I took it?
Uh-huh.
She wants me to lock you up.
Is this some kind of joke?
No, not to her it isn't.
I think she'd have put the irons on you herself
with that letter.
Matt, she must be crazy.
You ought to be glad you got a friend
in the marshal's office, Kitty.
She's a mighty determined woman.
Poor thing.
I guess I kind of feel sorry for her.
Sorry?
Mm-hmm.
I don't know why you'd be sorry for her, Kitty.
Well, I know, Matt, and Hattie knows.
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Well, hello there, Miss Kitty.
Hello, Chester. Matt in his office.
If I may ask, I was just going for the mail,
but I could walk along back to office with you.
No, no, Chester, never mind. You go on for the mail.
Well, all right, Miss Kitty, if you're sure you don't want me,
it ain't far.
I'm sure, Chester.
Matt?
Hello, Kitty.
Come on in. Sit down.
Matt, look here.
What is it?
Where did you get this?
I found it in my bag this morning.
I hadn't used this bag since I came back from Fort Lawnett.
Matt, this is Hattie's diamond pin.
Hattie's?
You want to walk me out?
Where'd you get it, Kitty?
I don't know, Matt.
It was in my bag, and I have no idea in the world how it got there.
Well, I know.
What?
You took it. That's how.
All right, Miss Grimes, come on in.
You shouldn't leave the door open if you don't want folks to hear.
I don't care who hears.
Well, you ought to.
I guess now the marshal has to lock you up for certain.
Now look, Miss Grimes, I have...
She's got the pin. You can see for yourself.
You know I didn't take that, Mrs. Grimes.
I know you did, and I want you locked up for it right now.
Don't you let her get away.
Kitty's not going anyplace.
She'll be around if we need her.
You're not going to lock her up?
No, Miss Grimes, I'm not going to lock her up.
That's right. That's right.
Take her side. All you men take her side.
Well, we'll see what the circuit judge has to say.
Uh, uh, Mr. Young?
Yeah, Chester.
It all seemed to you, I'd rather you didn't lean your chair back in the window
I cleaned the heart yesterday.
Huh?
I'm sorry, Chester, I forgot about your house cleaning.
Well, it's mean enough to have to do it without somebody...
Well, I do, look at that, Mr. Young.
What?
Doc's been out already.
Yeah.
What's the matter, Doc? Couldn't you sleep?
Yeah, Doc, or did you just stay up all night?
Matt, I've just come in from the Grimes place.
Oh, who's sick?
It's Hattie, but she's not sick. She's been beaten.
Beaten?
Beaten half to death.
I thought you ought to know, Matt. I did what I could for her.
She'll make it, but she's not too good.
All right, Doc, thanks. Come on, Chester, let's get the horses.
This land that Arnie Grimes has placed is good growing land, ain't it, Mr. Young?
Yeah, it's rich soil around here.
You'd think a man and his wife could live contended out here, now couldn't you?
You need more than good crops for that, Chester.
Yes, I suppose you're right.
You reckon Arnie done it?
Yeah, he could have.
Looks like we're going to get a chance to ask him.
Yeah, that is him riding his way.
Let's wait for him.
Hello, Marshall. Chester.
Good morning.
You on your way out to my place?
Uh-huh, we were.
I figured you might be. I'm saving you the rest of the trip.
Go on.
I did it, Marshall. I beat her.
I figured you did.
I ain't proud of it. I ain't never hit a woman before.
She had to tell me, Marshall, she had to tell me true.
About the pin?
Yeah, yeah, about the pin.
She hit it in Kitty's purse, Marshall. She hit it there herself.
She'd have seen her go to jail for it.
Yeah.
Well, I made her tell me true.
I'm ready for whatever the law says.
I ain't proud of what I done, and it ain't easy to hit a woman.
Not supposed to be easy, honey.
All right, come on.
So that's the way it was, Kitty. Sometime during the trip she slipped a pin in your purse.
I don't know how she managed it, but she did.
It doesn't matter.
I guess it doesn't. It's all over now.
No, Matt, it's not over.
No? What do you mean?
It's not ever going to be over as long as men bring their women out to this country and then forget about them.
They let them live on year after year, getting older and tighter and lonelier.
They never even think about making their lives pleasant or interesting or even bearable.
Hey, hold on, hold on. You're going to sound like a regular prairie preacher.
Well, I might take it up. I sure never liked the things the preacher talks.
I guess you're right, Kitty. Only don't take it up till tomorrow.
I'm sorry, Matt.
I think I know how you feel, Kitty.
Yeah, I think maybe you do, Matt. I think maybe you do.
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Gunsmoke, produced and directed in Hollywood by Norman McDonald, stars William Conrad as Matt Dillon, U.S. Marshal.
The story was specially written for Gunsmoke by Marion Clark, with editorial supervision by John Meston.
Featured in the cast were Vic Perrin, Virginia Christine, Barney Phillips, and Richard Beals.
Harley Bear is Chester, Howard McNear is Doc, and Georgia Ellis is Kitty.
This is George Walsh inviting you to join us again next week when CBS Radio presents another story on Gunsmoke.
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