 city and in the territory on West there's just one way to handle the killers of the spoilers and that's with a U.S. Marshal and the smell of guns smoke. St. 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. Good morning, Chester. I ain't at all sure about that, Matt Dillon. Sure about what? But it's a good morning. Well, it's the only one we're gonna get, Chester. Is that fresh coffee? No, it's a drink. That's about to boil up last night. Oh? I ain't had time to make no fresh yet. Oh, why? It's them boys who locked up last night. I mean, they've caused them trouble. Well, they've been at me ever since I come in here, fussing and complaining. About what? They want me to fix them some breakfast. Been carrying on about it like they'd never act before. Well, I guess they've never had anything like you're cooking before, Chester. Ain't you gonna let them out this morning? Yeah, I guess so. They should be sober enough, I know. Well, then it just don't make a better sense for me to go to all the trouble of feeding them, does it? No, forget it, Chester. I'm gonna let them out. I'm sure I got them enough to do around here. You just read enough to play golf, feed them and cut your prisoners that ain't even gonna stay on. All right, Chester. That's enough. You two can come out now. Don't seem right to turn a body out without no food, Marshall. You know, man, keep going. Come on, get out of there and bring your friend with you. He ain't here in the good, Marshall. It's like his strength was sharp. Now, we was to have some breakfast. Look, you weren't worried about food last night when you wrote your horses into the long branch, and I'm not gonna worry about it now. Go on, get out of here. You guys, we could have some coffee, anyway. I said, get out. Come on. You see what I mean? You think we was on the board in our prime here. Yeah. You should have just left them laying there in the ceiling last night to get pumped on. You better get the cell cleaned up, Chester. That's nothing, Mr. Dillon. Just don't seem right for them drunks to be able to make the fearful mess they do and have somebody to have to clean up after. Go on, Chester. Get it over with. Yes, sir. I'll do it all right, but I ain't gonna like it. Well, I don't like hearing your complain about it, either. Hello, Max. Chester. How about that? Go, Doc. Hmm. Something to matter with you two? Well, Chester doesn't like the way the Marshall's office is being run. That's all. Well, you do I. I was coming in to tell you about it. No. All right, Doc, what's on your mind? Some drunken drover jumped into my buggy last night out in family office and raced it down the street. Or did he bring it back? He couldn't. He turned it over going around the corner. You know who it was? No idea. Well, it was disappeared into the nearest hall. I'm sorry, Doc, but it doesn't look like I can do anything for you. Well, why not? Well, in the first place, there was no harm done. My buggy was stolen? You got it back, didn't you? For heaven's sake, stop being such an old maid. Oh, wait a minute. Now, look here, Matt. What do you want me to do? Sit around watching your buggy all day long? No, no, no, Matt. No, of course not. But there ought to be a better way of keeping the town in line. Well, maybe we could pass a law saying that drovers can't drive buggies, huh? I don't think that's terribly funny, Matt. All I'm saying is that it must be something you can do. Look, Doc, I've had fevers that make you the two haven't cured. But at least will you come into my office? I try to help. And that's more than I can say for your office. Oh, you better stick to your pills. I intend to. I certainly intend to. I won't be wasted any more time around here. You can be sure of that. Oh, oh, oh, I'm sorry, Douglas. I didn't mean to run you down. Oh, you're looking for the monitor? Yeah. Go right on in for all the good that you do. I'm getting out. Well... Doctors seem a little upset. Yeah, well, Doc gets that way sometimes. What can I do for you, Douglas? Oh, well, truth is, Marshall, I've come to register as complained. Well, you're going to have to stand in line. How's that? Oh, never mind. What's your problem? Oh, well, Marshall, those chairs, you know, those chairs I have sitting along in part of the hotel on the boardwalk there? Yeah. Well, you know, people keep sitting in them. Well, I guess I don't understand. Well, what I mean is, those chairs are put there for my hotel guest and the town ropers are taken over. Never in the room for my guest. Has any of your guests complained to you? No. Well, how do you know that they'd want to use them? Well, I know. I just know that, though. I see. Now, what do you want me to do about it? Well, Marshall, the Dodge House has a reputation to uphold. And it is an help for many. Every lady good for nothing in Dodge spends the day whittling her or sleeping right at the front door. I want you to tell those men they can't do that anymore. You asking me to be a doorman, Mr. Dobie? Well, no, of course not. Well, I have two suggestions for you, Mr. Dobie. Either tell the loafers you speak up to move along or you take away the chairs. Now, I can't see if that's too much of a problem. Besides, I've never seen one guest at the Dodge House sitting on that boardwalk and all the years. Well, now, Marshall... You go on, Dobie, because you've got a hotel to run and you better tend to it. And I wouldn't be too hard on those loafers you speak up, because most of our men who... All right, Marshall, all right. I'm frank to say, I'm disappointed in the Marshall's office. Good day. I'm beginning to get pretty disappointed in him, I still... Yes, sir. What do you mean, yes, sir? I was afraid you were going to ask that. What does that mean? Yes, sir. It is. See, I was poking in a bucket of water to mop up with this one and just like coming in the door, one man cut the prisoner's heart or something like that. I mean, when I turned around and yelled back, I knocked her hat right off in the peg there, and then... Order, flop the whole... Well, if you're that bad off, you better get Doc to give you some of that nerve tonic he saves for old women. Now, where did you put it? The bucket? Where did you put my hat, Chester? Yes, sir. I was trying to dry it out over the stove. Oh, come on, Chester, come on. I just got it a little bit too close. Burned the top clean out of it, Mr. Jones. I just kind of throwed it out. You threw it out? Well, nothing left of that brim, Mr. Jones. You know, you look kindly... Oh, it's just going around in that. The brim? Where are you going? I am going to the store, Chester, to get myself a new hat, so that I won't look so foolish. If that's possible. Hello, Marshal Dillon. Hello, Ms. Bagley. No, I was going to call on you at your office later today, but now I won't have to. Well, I'm eating you in the store this way. No, ma'am, I guess not. You know, Marshal, several of the town ladies have been meeting at our home from time to time to discuss matters affecting our community. And, frankly, Marshal, we've been disturbed about the way things have been going on in Dodge. Is that so? Yes, Marshal. I was talking to the ladies about it last night. Bottles all over the street and noise and shootings every time the Texas herds come in. And we ladies feel that perhaps the law might keep things just a little better under control. Well, I'd tell you something, Ms. Bagley. Oh, excuse me. There's Mr. Bagley. He's come to take me home in the buggy. I guess I'll have to come to your office after all, ma'am. Yeah, why don't you do that? All right, Marshal, I can take care of you now. I just sold you one month or two ago. I want another one. Well, sure. See what I got out back? The same kind will do. Well, you have a look at that. You sharp trifle just came in today. Well, I lube the Gilmore. You old sheepherder. How are you? What'd you get in the town? I just rode in. I got the driest throat in Kansas. Well, we'd better fix that up. Jonas. I'm almost home. I'm almost home. No hurry. I'll be back later. Come on, look. I'll buy the phone. I won't give you an argument. This time I got my eye on the far west. This part of the country isn't going to make anybody rich. I just figured it's time to move on. You know, that might not be a bad idea for you two to come to think of it. Yeah. You may be right, Luke. You may be right. The fortunes are lying there waiting for us. Well, it is, Matt. I tell you, it is. But now that the railroad is joined up, there's just no telling what a man could do for himself out there. I know, but a lot of gold rushers came back with holes in their britches. Sure they did, Matt, but this is different. Things are starting up now that will last. Well, you know, you could set yourself up your own town. You're aiming pretty high, aren't you, Luke? Sure I'm aiming high, Matt. And you should, too. What do you figure you'll ever get out of Dodge? Nothing more than I can carry. That's right. That's absolutely right. You're eating dust and dodging bullets and chasing every penny-anty bad man on the prairie. Isn't that right? That's about it. Prying in the summer and freezing in the winter. Nurse-maiden at town that doesn't even thank you for it. You always were one to talk up a storm, Luke. I'm talking sense, Matt. I'm right and you know it. Well, you can stay on here and spend your life for this town and get no thanks for it. Now, isn't that so? I don't get paid in thanks. Or much else either. Well, I'm on my way, Matt. You've got to collect some money from a fellow-up country, and you think it over. I'll be back. You coming through, Dodge? Yeah. Yeah, I'm coming through in a few days. Heading west. You've got any sense you'll come with me. Think it over, Matt. Yeah. I will think it over. So long, Luke. I'll be back, Matt. You'll be ready. Yeah. How many times have I seen you take a drink before noon? Oh, hello, Kitty. You gonna ask me to sit down? Oh, oh, sure. Sit down. That fellow no friend of yours? Yeah. What? It's a heaven's sake if I'm bothering you. Oh, no, no. I'm sorry, Kitty. I was thinking, what did you say? It's kind of early to be woolgathering. I'd just ask if that fellow was an old friend. Yeah, Luke Gilmore. I know him in Texas. Oh, you're making some plans with him? I don't know yet, Kitty. That just might be. Good to have you, Mr. Jones. I'm sorry I let it run out of coral oil, but it's refilled right up the top. I trimmed down the wick a little bad, too. That's just what I said about it. Anything else I could get you, Mr. Jones? A nice cup of coffee? No, thanks. Just a good turn in. Maybe a fresh pill of water? I could fetch it from the well. Well, you just brought one, didn't you? Oh, yeah, as well. Well, now I'll just see if this window's open nice and wide. Oh, for goodness sakes, Chester. Would you stop fussing around like a mother hen? What's the matter with you? Well, I think nothing really the matter here. I just got to come right out with him, Mr. Jones. Come out with what? Everybody's talking about how yours out is a bull and a thorn stick at these last few days. Miss Kitty and Doc and me were wondering if maybe there's anything wrong. I don't know. What do you mean? Oh, never mind, Chester. It's not important now. Why don't you get him out of here and let me get some sleep? Hi, Mr. Jones. Yes, sir. Good night, Chester. Good night, Mr. Jones. How did you get here? Door not locked. Oh, won't you sit down? No. I want Marshall to come. Come? Come where? Long road show. All right, long road. In the morning. No way. You mean you want me to ride out with you now? No, no. What's the matter? Be much shooting if guns come. Guns? What guns? White men selling guns. Bring in mourning to Indians. Long road want to stop. You come. All right, long road. I'll come. That's where the wagon will be coming? Wagon cross river there. We wait. OK, long road. Marshall, man of planes. Marshall, keep good watch. Tell me something, long road. Why didn't you go to the army at Fort Dodge about this? When did you come to me? No one, soldiers. Later gotten the gun runners for you? Soldiers not know. What do you mean they don't know? This is their business. Soldiers not know Indians. Soldiers come. Soldiers go away. Soldiers not man of planes. What's that got to do with stopping some gun runners? Soldiers stop gun runners. But soldiers go get Indian too. Punish Indian. Start more trouble. You don't think the Indians should be punished? Long road punish Indian. Keep trouble in tribe. No shooting. I guess you will with that. Indian need help from white man. But white man must know Indian. Lots of white men know Indians. I'm not the only one. To long road, Ben his people. Marshall the only one. Marshall his friend. We watch now for wedging. Marshall stand with Marshall. No, you stay here. Long road stand with friend. I don't want you hurt in any shooting. Not afraid. You brought me out here because you thought I can handle this, didn't you? Because you didn't want trouble for your tribe? There'd be plenty of trouble if you were shot long road. Every Indian on these planes would fight if their chief was killed. Marshall talk to crew. You stay now. I'll tell you when to come. Or it'd be too many. I don't want to ride. I want to look in your wagon. I'm not sure I'd take time into that. I'm the Marshall out of dodge. I want to know what you're carrying. I'll tell you Marshall you see what I'm carrying like that. Won't take much to make it go off. Yeah. And that gun's a sample of the wagon load you're taking to the Indians. I don't know Marshall. That's mighty interesting talk. How you come know about that? I'll just say I got friends. Just say you're gonna need them. Shoot him, Gash. You stand to be in enough trouble running guns to the Indians without shooting a U.S. Marshall. Ain't nobody gonna find you to know about it, Marshall. You worry none at all. Come down out of that wagon. Gash. You take another look, Marshall. There's three of us. We got guns to ram straight down your throat. There wouldn't be three of you when it was over. You can't take us all free. Maybe not. But I can take the first one to start anything, so go ahead and try it. He's dropping, Gash. You can sure find out in a hurry. Now come on. You make your player, you come down off that wagon. Worked in bad. Face me down. Right, who's next? You killed him. You killed Gash. That was either one of you two feeling brave. You drop your guns and you get down off that wagon right now. Stand right there. Tie him up for me, will you? There's a rope under the wagon seat. I'll put this man in the back. When you get those two tied, you can drive the wagon back to town. I'll ride alongside. Take over here. We're just about in. You weren't seen around here. You might have to answer a lot of questions. Questions bring trouble. I can't if people don't understand the answers. Marshall understands answers. Well, some of them anyway. Marshall understands answers about Indians. Marshall knows ways with the planes. I've been out here for a long time. I should have learned something. All white men do not learn. Maybe not. It is good for an Indian to have Marshall learn. I guess so. It is good for a white man too. It is good for a man to live among people he understands. Where there is need, long robe go now. All right, long robe. Will your people be moving on soon? At the next poor moon. Oh, good hunting. When the next north wind blows, my people come back. Long robe come to smoke pipe with Marshall. All right, long robe. I'll be here. We'll start William Conrad as Matt Dillon, U.S. Marshall. The story was specially written for Gun Smoke by Marion Clark with a tutorial supervision by John Messon. Featured in the cast were Virginia Christine, Richard Perkins, Ralph Moody, Lawrence Dobkin, and Joseph Stern. Harley Bear is Chester, Howard McNeer is Doc, and Georgia Ellis is Kitty.