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 US 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, 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.
Especially when you're tense, slow down.
You'll get to your destination only a short time later and in one piece.
Sure is hot today, Mr. Jones.
Uh-huh.
Used to get hotter than sweet water though.
Sweet what?
Texas?
Yes sir.
Your mouth wasn't terribly long.
It wasn't, huh?
What'd you do there, Chester?
Well, I was a salesman.
Salesman?
What'd you sell?
Lightning rods.
Oh, for that?
Oh, no, they're my good things to have around me.
I remember one-
Don't blame it to me, Chester, please.
It's much too hot.
All right, so I'll go get us some beer.
I don't think I want any beer.
Well, why don't you just go take a siesta, Mr. Jones?
I'll stay here in the office.
Why don't you just leave me alone for a little while, huh?
All right.
Say, Matt.
Oh, hello Doc.
What is it?
Well, I thought I ought to tell you.
A couple of cowboys have been feeding their liquor over at the Long Branch.
That's what saloons are for, isn't it?
Well, they were giving Kitty a bad time.
Oh?
She got rid of them, but they're down at the end of Front Street now, and they're making
remarks and pestering the town ladies.
It just might lead to trouble.
No, Doc, I'm not going to walk down there in this heat just to lecture a couple of hard-nosed
cowboys.
Well, I'll go, Mr. Jones.
Oh, all right, Chester, you go.
Just tell them to take it easy and leave the ladies alone.
Yes, sir, I will, Mr. Jones.
Hey, ladies, we've been back.
We've been down there, not like these short-dressed cans.
Here now.
All right, you follow us.
That's my...
Who's this?
Preacher, maybe.
Mr. Jones sent me down here, and we...
And we're going to send you right back, fella.
Mr. Jones says you can have all the fun you like, but leave them ladies alone.
That's a whole dang trouble with these Dodge ladies.
They've been left alone too long.
What they need is a couple of big-handed Texas men.
Look, now, why don't you two go over there at this Lady Gay Sloone?
I'll buy you both a beer.
Oh, you will, huh?
Well, that's mighty thoughty of you, mister.
Yeah, well, we just don't want no trouble at all.
Sure we don't.
No, no.
And I got me an idea how we won't have any.
Now, wait till I get on my horse here.
Oh, you stay with our friend in the trailer.
Yeah.
Say, mister, you want to make a bet?
What kind of bet?
What do you mean?
Any kind.
You name it, go on.
Yeah, but now I don't...
I got him.
Grab your horse together.
Yeah.
You're not getting this robe off of me, you hear?
Maybe it'll wear off.
You're going for...
Oh, no.
Drag him, Stovall.
Grab.
No!
No!
No!
No!
No!
No!
No!
No!
No!
No!
No!
No!
No!
No!
No!
No!
No!
No!
No!
No!
No!
No!
West.
I'm going with you.
Come on.
Chester.
Chester.
Get that robe off of you, now.
Chester. Get that rope off his feet, Shiloh.
Right, Marshall.
Look at him.
He's bleeding all over.
They tore up the ribbons.
I'll stay with him, Marshall, if you like.
No, go get our horses.
I want to get him to dock right away.
All right, Marshall.
It's all over in Chester.
I got you now.
We'll be at dock soon.
Well, Doc?
He's in bad shape, Matt.
Something's bothering his breathing.
I don't know what it is.
We'll just have to wait and see if it goes away.
If he lives the next few days, he'll pull through.
Next few days?
I'll stay right here with him.
I don't know why I sent him.
I could have gone.
Don't blame yourself, Matt.
But I told him to go, didn't I?
Yes.
Can I talk to him, Doc?
No, not for a while.
All right.
And you tell him this for me.
I'm going after those men.
And I'm going to bring them back.
Alive.
Or at least half alive.
When the street outside
waves of heat move back and forth
making things seem unreal.
Like Chester lying up there
at Doc's, that seemed unreal somehow.
I walked down to the jail.
I went inside and I sat there for a while.
Then all at once I got up,
unbuckled my gun, I hung it on a peg
behind a desk and I went over to the long branch.
Hello, Matt.
Kitty.
I heard about Chester.
How is he?
That Doc doesn't know for sure.
I don't know.
They were in here earlier bothering you.
Who were they, Kitty?
I never saw them before, but
one was a kind of weasel-faced man
named Trevith.
And the other one?
Big man, real brute, named Stoboe, I think.
I see.
What outfit did they say?
Would it be the crow track?
Yeah, yeah, the crow track's holding
a herd up in the river.
All right, thanks, Kitty.
Where's your gun?
It would have been easier for Chester
if they'd shot him and killed him.
So I'm not going to shoot them.
If Chester dies, I'll see him hanged.
Otherwise...
Otherwise what, Matt?
I don't know, Kitty.
But I'm going to bring him back and then we'll wait and see.
You're taking an awful chance.
Maybe.
Kitty.
Looking on Chester once in a while, huh?
Of course I will.
Don't worry about him, Matt.
Thank you, Kitty.
So long.
Hey, Marshall.
Yeah, what is it, Shiloh?
I'll walk outside with you.
Marshall, I want to ride after those cowboys with you.
No, Shiloh, I'm going alone.
But I could use you here at the jail.
Here?
I'm going to take two prisoners.
I don't know when or how, but I need a chiller
when they come in.
Well, I can still help you bring them in.
No, that's something I've got to do alone.
Marshall, you're a stubborn man.
Okay, I'll do it.
The keys are in the desk.
Now, wait a minute, Marshall.
You're not armed.
I know that, Shiloh.
I'm not armed.
Who's the trail boss here?
I am.
I don't need no riders.
Maybe not, but you've got two riders I need.
How's that?
What do you want, mister?
This is the crotrak outfit, isn't it?
Yeah, that's right.
I'm looking for a couple of your men called Stobow and Trevett.
They ain't here, mister.
Where are they?
Well, they came back this afternoon,
picked up their gatherings, and they left.
Didn't even wait to get paid off.
I've been telling you that just because they're no good,
and I'm glad they're gone.
Which way'd they go?
I wouldn't tell you that if I knew, mister.
I didn't think you would.
Who are you, anyway?
I'm a U.S. Marshal out of Dodge.
Oh, that's so.
Well, I don't know what you want them for,
and I don't care, but just how you figured to take him, Marshall?
You're going to put salt on our tails?
If you'll all at least carry a club,
if you're going after that Stobow,
he's mean and he's big.
Besides being a Texan.
We've hung Texans up here before, mister.
Marshall?
Yeah?
I heard Stobow and Trevett say they was headed west,
following the Arkansas.
Where are you from, son?
Texas, near Waco.
What are you sniveling around and forming on these men for?
That Stobow kicked me.
He knocked me down and kicked me.
All right, son.
I'll ride along the Arkansas.
But you ride back to Texas and learn how to fight your own battles.
I cut straight down to the Arkansas and followed it west.
After an hour or two, I spotted a hobbled horse alone.
Stobow and Trevett must have separated.
I got down, followed the animals' tracks as best I could in the moonlight until
I caught the dying coals of a campfire on the bank ahead.
To one side, I could make out the huddled figure of a man asleep in his blanket.
It took a long time to crawl to his head,
where I saw the weaseled face of a man, Trevett.
His gun belt lay on a saddle blanket in easy reach.
I stood up and I heaped it out into the river,
and as Trevett sat up with a snap, I kicked him back down.
Don't shoot. Don't shoot.
You sit up again and I'll smash your skull.
Don't kill me. Don't kill me.
Shut up. Where's your rope?
I told you to lie down. Now where's your rope?
Under my saddle. You gonna lynch me?
No. But you may hang legally if you live that long.
All right, keep your arms in that blanket and lie still while I get you roped up here.
Who are you, mister?
Now let's just say that I'm a good friend of the man you dragged out of Dodge this morning.
Stobow was in on that too. It was his idea. He did it.
Don't worry. I'll find Stobow.
There. That'll do it.
You ain't gonna leave me like this.
Now, Trevett, I'm gonna throw you across my horse and tie you on.
He'll take you out of Dodge right to jail.
When you get there, you tell Shiloh who you are, if he can still talk.
He'll give you a nice clean cell.
Marshal.
I'll be back when I find Stobow.
Well, you can't do it, Marshal. I'll die in that sun.
A ride like that across a horse?
No, no, listen. Stobow's about a mile upriver.
We had a rally and I left him.
See, I told you, Marshal. Let me go now.
Trevett, how'd you like to go to Dodge behind my horse with a rope around your heels?
No, no, don't. Don't, Marshal. Don't kill me.
Don't worry, Trevett. Killin's too good for you.
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I tied Trevett across my horse and started him off in the direction of Dodge, and then I forgot about him.
Stobow was next. I rode west on Trevett's horse.
Dawn was just breaking when I saw Stobow crouch behind a campfire cooking breakfast.
His horse was saddled and stood nearby. I rode straight up, got down, and walked over.
You lost, strange?
No, I'm not lost, Stobow.
No tricks, mister. I don't see your gun, but no tricks.
Relax, Stobow. I'm unarmed.
Who are you?
Matt Dillon of the U.S. Marshal out of Dodge.
You're a long way from Dodge, Marshal.
Stobow, you and your pal had some fun with a friend of mine yesterday. You hurt him bad. Maybe he killed him.
You rode out here without a gun to tell me that? You're the craziest Marshal I ever saw.
I'm going to shoot you, Marshal, and bury you in the river. Now, what do you think of that?
I expected you wouldn't.
What?
Unless you wanted on your conscience that you refused to feed a man on the trail, you better give me a piece of that pork first.
You're about the coolest man I ever saw, Marshal.
Now, do I eat?
Sure. Sure you do.
You just stand right there across the fire and don't move. I'll have to shoot you before you've been fed.
I know.
Too bad I only got one dish for your last meal, Marshal.
A man can keep sassy on meat alone, Stobow.
You can.
Well, it looks about done. At least there's here pieces.
All right, I've got your guns, Stobow, so I don't try anything.
You'll burn me. You'll burn me.
Just a few calls. It won't hurt you. Now shut up and get on your horse. Now move.
I'll kill you for this, Marshal. You can't hurt me like that.
On your horse. Come on now. Get up there. Come on. Get up there.
Now you just sit there. I'm going to throw a noose around your neck, so keep your hands down.
There.
As soon as I get mounted, we're going to ride toward Dodge.
And you do anything I don't like and I'll jerk you off your horse and drag you the rest of the way.
Jail's on the left. See it?
I see. All right, pull up.
Shiloh. Shiloh.
Hello, Marshal.
Is this the other one?
Yeah. Trevot got here.
More dead than alive, but he's here.
That was rough, Marshal. Real rough.
Yeah. How about Chester, Shiloh? Tell me.
Doc ain't sure yet, but he's alive.
Lock Stobo up. I'm going over to Doc's.
Sure, Marshal.
Chester was asleep, but Doc let me take a look at him.
It seemed to me that he had more trouble breathing than before.
Doc said another day he might see him out of it.
And there was nothing I could do, so I went out for a steak and some sleep.
Next morning I went back to the jail.
Morning, Marshal.
Everything all right, Shiloh?
Doc looked over your prisoners. Trevot's pretty sick yet, but Stobo's all right.
Got a few burns is all.
Nothing could hurt that moose.
Hang in, Mike.
Sure. What if Chester pulls through?
You can't hold us in, Marshal.
There's no law that says you can't hold us in.
I don't like the sound of your voice, Trevot.
Be quiet.
Don't worry, Trevot. There's nothing he can do.
You too, Stobo.
Shut the door, Shiloh. I only want to look at him.
You know, that Stobo is a mean one, but I feel kind of sorry for Trevot.
Then why don't you go cry about it someplace else? I don't feel sorry.
Now don't you take it out on me, Marshal. I didn't send Chester off to do my job.
Yeah.
Yeah, you're right.
I'm sorry, Shiloh. Why don't you go get some breakfast? I'll wait here now.
I'll be back later.
Hello, Matt.
Oh. Well, what is it, Doc?
Chester. He's going to be alright.
It's not just about the
just it
he's going to be alright
you sure of course man
his breathing is changed
pressures are somewhere
always going to be
that's good
course you've been some pain for a while yet
all right doctor are come see a little while out telling that
all right come on
where to
i said
what's up
i'll be back for you still
get going for it
crystal ball did it not mean you can't do anything to me
forever to our system at the national
go get on it
you turning me loose you go get your horse and ride don't ever come back to
dodge not while i'm alive not go on before i change my mind
yet next
what you do with credit
but i thought
turned it was
about that
you will be a little while
i just saw a doctor he said it just
where you going with still go
issue in the back
right martial gonna do what i should have done three days ago i sent chester
after you
bring it up back
let's go to a little slowly
over here
yet right
you try that's what you're too
don't you try my
it's about
although my god
look like you don't
you're gonna fight me
but what are you crazy and i thought
what did you throw it out if he wins let him go shut up
maybe i will i said you let him go all right martial all right i guess this is
your party
come on
i'll make it short for you
real short
it
your pick
but just a bit
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but
us
thanks
give me my gun, Charlo.
Here.
You don't look too good, Marshal.
I better get the dunk.
He's hurt, but he isn't dead.
If he can't ride, throw him on the stage,
but get him out of here.
If I see him again, I'll shoot him.
Chester.
Mr. Dillon?
What happened to you?
I've been lecturing a couple of hard-nosed cowboys,
one of them in particular.
I see.
I'm sorry, Mr. Dillon.
Them two finally got the drop on me.
Yeah, they sure did.
Mr. Dillon?
Yeah.
Mr. Dillon, I've been thinking.
And it...
Yeah, what is it?
Well, still not...
I ain't much help to you here.
Maybe it'd be better if I just...
That's enough, Chester.
Well, I've been thinking...
You just stop thinking.
Chester.
Chester, I'm gonna tell you something.
I need you here.
You see, you're the only man in Dodge
that I can really trust.
The only one.
Yes, sir, we will.
You can trust me, Mr. Dillon.
Yeah, I know that.
And I'm thanking you.
But, you know, you sure don't help to me lying there.
You don't help to me at all.
Well, I don't need to stay here long.
Not that I'll be up around again for too long.
Now, look, Chester.
I'll go get patched up, and then we'll
make Kitty come over and fix us some steaks,
and we'll have some beer, too.
What do you say?
That'd be fine, Mr. Dillon.
My, I sure would like that.
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Gun Smoke.
Produced and directed in Hollywood by Norman McDonald,
stars William Conrad as Matt Dillon, US Marshal.
The story was specially written for Gun Smoke by John Neston.
Featured in the cast were Barney Phillips, Harry Bartel,
Vic Perron, Lawrence Dutkin, and Sam Edwards.
Harley Bair as Chester, Howard McNear as Doc,
and Georgia Ellis as Kitty.
This is George Walsh inviting you to join us again next week
when CBS Radio presents another story on Gun Smoke.