 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 the U.S. Marshal and the smell of 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. Oh, it's me, such as I am. It's a little early for dinner, isn't it? Besides, you didn't have to come up here after me. Oh, this is a professional call, Doc. Take a look at my eye, will you? Oh, I was sure I will, kid. Come over here at the light. Sit down. Which one is bothering you? Oh, you see, Doc? Yeah, I see. There's something in it, I think. Well, sit still. Oh, yes, yes. Now, let's see. You think you can get it, Doc? Ah, there it is. See it on this piece of cotton? Well, you can hardly see it. It felt like a whole scuddle of corn. Well, it doesn't take much to make your eye feel that way. I'll give you something to wash it out with for a day or two. Okay, Doc. You heard from Matt? Ah, not a word. Seems to me he expected to be back by now. Well, he did. There's a trial starting up at Hayes City today or tomorrow, I think. Matt's supposed to testify. Oh, yes. Yes, you're right. I remember that now. Well, maybe he and Chester are making a pleasure trip out of it, huh? Maybe they found some decent weather and aren't hurrying to get back. Well, it wouldn't take much to improve on the weather we've got here. I'll say that. Ah, here. Thanks, Doc. Yes, sir. I bet you that's what they're doing here. They're taking it nice and easy and enjoying some good weather away from Dye. Now, you can borrow the trail no more through all this. Ain't nothing but moving mud. At Marshall, if you wound up back in the mountains where you're my friend's mud, there ain't none too cozy about the law. I didn't help you before. Step in the trail. It looks awful slidey, Mr. Jones. Ain't nothing gross that I can see. See if you'll stand. Something like this. We ain't going to try to stay here, are we? They used to be a small ranch, not too far from here. I can still find it. Lead that horse good and jungle. From you. To present myself, ma'am, as soon as I can see to the horses. Shelter in the barn. No, it's rain. You take Keel and the horses over to the barn, Chester. I'll talk to her. Yes, sir. Try to talk about some coffee. Yes, but I've got a gun. Rest him for a spell. I don't know you. I'm from Dodge City. Maybe your husband would know me. I used to know folks in this part of the territory. I've got no husband. What's your name? Dylan, Matt Dylan. Matt Dylan? It was like you heard of me yourself. Well, I certainly have. I'm Deely Robbins. Ben's daughter. You are the one who was Pa's friend, aren't you? Yeah. Yeah, I was his friend. Well, Pa sure did think a lot of you. Well, we did a lot of writing together. Well, come on in. Come on in. It's no wonder you hunted out this place in the storm. You've probably been here lots of times, haven't you? Yeah, a long time ago. I wasn't sure anybody'd be here. You knew my father had been killed? Yeah, I knew. Well, I was with an aunt in Wichita. I'd come out here as soon as she'd let me. I kind of feel I belong here. Yeah, I guess you do. Well, I'll put some coffee on the stove and you tell the others to come in. Thanks to you. No thanks necessary. Pa would want it this way. You know how he was about a friend. Yeah. Yeah, I know. The coffee and I can make and that's a fact. Yeah, that's a fact, all right. Here, let me pour you some more. Well, I think none to pour, ma'am. I just finished it off. Well, then I'll make some more. Oh, no, ma'am. Not for him you want it. You've got to get along, Chester. Yes, sir. I suspect you're right. You got it straight now? Yes, sir. I go into town and send a telegraph to the judge about how you're stuck out here for a day or two until Keele's horse can carry him again. That's right. Yes, ma'am. I can. Now, Mr. Dillon, what makes you think they'll let me testify instead of you and I ain't Marshall? You were there at the shooting, weren't you? Well, yes, sir. I was there. Well, you don't have to be a Marshall to tell what you saw to you. Now, you get going. Yes, sir. I'm going. I just hope I don't get lost in this storm. You won't. I'm going with you. Oh, well, not that thing, Miss Dillion. He'll find it all right. He just likes to complain. Well, it won't be easy in the dark and storm, Matt. The road winds around pretty good. I can lead him. Well, there's no need for you to go out in this. Well, I was going anyway. It's my night to sit with old Miss Pike. Well, Dillion, it's not necessary. I do this every week and I spend the night in town. You afraid to be left here alone with me, Marshall? Shut up, Keele. That little lady could protect you. I want you to keep your mouth shut when we came in here. Oh. You better get going before it gets any darker, Chester. Yes, sir. You ride through as straight as you can. Yes, sir. I will. The road just as good as Paul could do it. Yeah, Dillion. I'm sure you will. A man ought to be able to suffer in peace. Never mind, Mr. Weems. They'll keep it hot for you. It ain't a very long telegraph. Coming in, pulling a man away from the table that way, it ain't decent. Then you shouldn't be the only man in town who knows how to send a telegram. It ain't nothing so important. It couldn't have waited. By rights, I shouldn't be opening up till tomorrow morning anyway. Oh, cheer up, Mr. Weems. It won't take long. Trapping around in the mud and the rain. Look here, mister. You've got a job to do, ain't you? Nobody ain't never complained about the way I do my job. Well, I'm about to. Now, you stop your fussing. Both of you. I had the place all locked up for the night. Well, come in. Come in, now that you're here. I've got to get the line open up. Sure is funny. The way things happen. Running into Pa's friend after all these years. You don't mean to tell me this one was a friend of your Pa's? No, not exactly. No, no, not this one. Matt Dillon. He's out at the place. Dillon? That's right, Mr. Weems. He rode in this afternoon. Didn't know I was there, of course. I'll bet he didn't. What'd you mean by that? He wouldn't have come if he'd known. Well, that doesn't make any sense, Mr. Weems. Well, I've never done anything to scare him away that I know of. It ain't seemly that you joke about it. I'm not joking, Mr. Weems. I was just glad to see him. That's all. Good friend of Pa's like he was. Such a good friend that he killed him. What did you say? Oh, well, now, I'm sorry if you didn't know it, Dillon, but I still stick to what I say. He's a mighty dog on shore of what I say. And Mr. Dillon ain't a man to kill a friend. Well, the whole town knows about it. Tell me what you mean. Oh, now, Delia... Go on, Mr. Weems. Tell me. Well, now, Delia, I ain't liking it that I'm the one to tell you. Tell me. Well, it ain't exactly like Dillon pulled the trigger on Ben. I'd bet my boots on that. It amounted to the same thing, though. Tell me what happened. Well, your Pa... Well, he was in some kind of ambush out there at the place. Dillon come by and wouldn't raise a hand to help him. He was just standing there when Ben was shot down. I don't believe it. Why didn't somebody tell me this before? Why, I guess folks figured it'd be easier if you didn't know. Well, you sure made her feel easier about it right now, ain't you? Well, it's different with Dillon out there at the place. It ain't right that she shouldn't know. No. It sure isn't. I want you to get out of here. I don't want you here. I don't want you here till morning. What are you talking about? Pretending to be my father's friend. So that's it. Delia, I was your father's friend. So you killed him, is that it? I didn't kill him. You might as well have. You let him die. What did they tell you? They told me that you stood by and saw him shot down. I tried to help him, Delia. How? By turning your back? I told him to give himself up. But he wouldn't. Delia, I don't blame the folks in town for keeping it from him. But I expect you had to find out someday. Find out what? It was the law who killed your father, Delia. Not me. The law? Ben had pulled a hold up. He wanted to make his stake quicker than the two of us were doing it right and from job to job. He always said he wanted things nice for you. Anyway, he held up a bank. And you turned him in? No, I didn't turn him in. You rode with the law to get him in? I didn't do that either. I was here with him right in this room when the posse came. And you didn't help him? I tried to get him to give himself up. But you wouldn't fight with him? I'm sorry, Delia. I think this country needs the law. I always did. How? How did it happen? He tried to break out. And they shot him. I... I buried him. However, the big tree. You're expecting me to thank you for that? No, I don't expect you to thank me for anything. But I never considered your father less of a friend. Well, I consider you less of one. I want you to go now. I'm sorry you feel that way. I don't care how sorry you feel. I want you to get out. Now, you listen to me, Delia. I don't like it much staying where I'm not wanted. But here's where I'm going to stay until that horse out there can travel. You can. I can and I will. But just hang on to this gun until we leave. Why do you think... I don't like it any better than you do. But that's the way it's going to be. Sir, if you're right at this stone spook, the horse is right out of the barn. I'm going to have a look at him. You just rest easy, did you? We'll be out of here just as soon as we can travel. And that's a promise. Oh, it's you. I sure do admire your son, telling him off like that. He had it coming to him. He sure did. That and more. Calls himself a friend. That's what I say. That's a terrible thing. I know how you could get even all the way. Man, my father trusted... What'd you say? Well, you want to get even, don't you? Of course I do. I know how you could do it, that's all. How's that? You just cut me loose. That's all. Just as simple as that, that's all. Well, I don't know about that. Oh, sure you do, little lady. Sure you do cut me loose and I'll take care of them for you. Just like your pa would have done. You know his prisoner. He lets your pa be a prisoner, too. Now, ain't that right? It's just a way to get things even for your pa. Well, maybe you're right. Well, sure I am. Now, cut me loose. But he's got all the guns. Well, it ain't gonna matter, none. Look, all I got to do is... I got to just be by that door when he comes in. I could smash him with a chair. Then we'll see who's got the gun. Come on now, come on. We ain't got all the time in the world. He ain't gonna be out there all night, you know. You sure you can do it? I'm sure I can. Come on, cut this rope now. There. Oh, I sure do. Thank you, little lady. Oh, that does feel good to be able to stretch and bend a little. Mr. Keele. Yeah. Will you... Will you have to kill him? Well, now, ma'am, I suspect that just depends on him. What do you mean? Well, if he wants to give up nice and easy like, I suspect maybe I... No, I might just tie him up and leave him. I don't think he'll do that. No, I don't think so neither. It's kind of too bad, ain't it? You just better stand over there to the window. Why should I do that? Well, so you could tell me what he's coming. I'm gonna give me something to eat. Go on now, get over to the window. You'll be able to hear him when he's coming. But get over there, I said. I wouldn't want to have no trouble with you. What's the... What's the most of taking you in for, Mr. Keele? I killed a man, ma'am. Of course, I killed more than one. This is the first time I caught him. You want some of this bread? No, thanks. I'm kind of good at it, if I do say it myself. Good at what? Kill him. Little lady, you went doing your job. You should've told me he was coming. Just be quiet. Be quiet while I get over here in the heist of this chair. Quiet now. You ought to be grateful to her. She untied you so you could get a little exercise before I put the rope back on you. Now put your hands behind you. Met. Met. Yeah? I'm sorry. I guess I... I think this country needs the law too. Yeah, daily. And the law doesn't come easy. No matter what side you're on. The tests of all the leading cold tablets proved four-way fastest acting. Amazing four-way starts in minutes to relieve muscular pains and headache, reduce fever, calm upset stomach, also overcomes irregularity. 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Featured in the cast were Virginia Christine, Lawrence Dobkin and Bartlett Robinson. Harley Bear is Chester, Howard McNeer 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 Gun Smoke.