 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. 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 chancy job, and it makes a man watchful, and a little lonely. Today you're green, those who think young say Pepsi, please. They picked the right one, the modern light one, now it's Pepsi. For those who think young, so go ahead and pick the drink that lets you drink, young as you think. Yes, get the right one, the modern light one. Now it's Pepsi. For those who think young. No, no sir, it just isn't right, Chester. It just isn't right. What ain't right? What are you talking about, Doc? What am I? I'm talking about Matt. Our traipse in all over the country after some killer. Maybe he'd get himself shot. Oh my goodness. Here you sit, sunning yourself. With your feet popped up on the porch rail, half asleep. You just look at here. Oh, shameful. Just shameful. Doc, you know, Mr. Dillon told me to stay here and watch after him. Well, then it seems like you could find something more useful to do with your time. You know, I'd feel a little bit guilty if I were you. Doc, you're just plain cantanker, Seth, if you are. Whoa! Hold up there. Oh my. Look at that. Well, it looks like we made it, Bishamy. Sure does, Pa. Now there's a pair of real beauties. They look like they both come off a hog farm. Hey, you! Rackney's yelling at us. You, not me. Hey! You talking to me, mister? Of course I am. Is that there, the Dodge House? It's got a sign, says it real clear. Folks, tell me that that there's the only stand place you got in Dodge City. Is that right? In the hotel, I suppose that's right. You suppose? Well, it seems like you ought to know if you belong here. Mister, I belong here all right, but maybe you don't. I go where I please, Sonny. Well, with an attitude like that, you ain't going to go far. Who's going to stop me? Now, Pa... Mister, if you weren't so old and scrawny, I swear I'd throw you right out in the middle of that street. Well, don't let nothing stop me from trying. Wait, not just a minute here. Who are you? Doc Adams. It seems to me that you walked up here with a pretty big chip on your shoulder. That ain't no concern here, so you just keep shut. Now, here, listen, you cause any trouble, and I'll throw you in jail as you cool off, Son. Jail? How are you going to do that? You ain't no lawman. Well, I'm the only law there in Dodge right now. You? Yes, me. Well, well, no offense, man. I mean, we've been on the trail for quite a spell, and sometimes... Well, sometimes a man gets a might short, you know. Well, I don't give you no right to go around smarting off at folks like that. You're right, Marshall. You're purely right, and I'm sorry. Well... Wilker. My name's Sedge Wilker, and this here's my very own daughter. Step up here, Bessie Mae. I'm right, please. I do, ma'am. And what might your name be, Marshall? Chester Proudfoot, but I'm not... I've never seen a real Marshall before. Well, look, see, I... I figure Bessie Mae and me might stay right here in Dodge, while... Well, that'll be nice, but I want to tell you that I ain't... Looks like a fine town. Real fine. Ain't that so, Bessie Mae? Sure is, Pa. You know, it just might be we're going to find what we're looking for here in Dodge City. Yes, sir. It just might be. Hello, Chester. Are you doing it alone, or do you want some company? Well, hello, Miss Kitty. Sam, bring me a beer, will you? Yeah, sure, Miss Kitty. You want another one, Chester? No, thank you. No. Have you heard from Matt yet? No, ma'am, I ain't. Seems like he's been gone an awful long time. Better in a week now. Here you are, Miss Kitty. Oh, thanks, Sam. You're welcome, ma'am. Wonder if Matt ever caught the man who was after him. Cliff Mattis? Mm-hmm. I sure do hope so. Them folks up in Hay City got a rope waiting for him. Feelings run pretty high when a man killed a whole family just to steal a few dogs. Oh, I hope Matt gets them. If he's going to get caught, Mr. Dunn can do it. I sure do wish I could have went with him, though. Well, somebody had to stay and keep the town from burning down, Chester. Yeah, well, I suppose he could. Oh, my. What? Oh, look. That's Army old Sergeant Buster Sedge Wilkerson. Hey, Chetville. I've been looking all over for you, Chester. You have? Yeah. Oh, ain't you going to introduce me to the lady? Oh, well, uh, this Miss Kitty, she owns a long branch. Oh, I do, ma'am. Wilker's my name, Sedge Wilker. Mr. Wilker? Hey, this is the right nice place you got here. Right nice. Uh, Mr. Wilker, you said you was looking for me. Yes, sir. That's true enough. Bessie May is waiting for you. Bessie May is what? Yeah. She went and found herself a cook stove, and then she baked a pie. Well, fine, Mr. Wilker. Well, the fact is, Bessie May, she baked that pie for you. Kind of make up for all them things I said. Oh, well, now that ain't necessary. Oh, yes, it is. We figure we owe you a proper apology. This is our way of showing it. Oh, now, Mr. Wilker, I... You ain't going to refute our apology, are you? Bessie May has got herself all fancied up. Oh, she'll be mighty proud to see you. I'll go on, Chester. Some piles are your good. Well, now, that part sounds fine. Miss Kitty, but to tell the truth, that ain't what's concerning me. What have you got the door locked for? I've been hiding. What? Well, I can explain. Oh, never mind, Chester. All right, get him, that is. Push. Ah, so your matters. I knew Miss Dunn had get you. Catching me and holding me is two different things. He sure must have made you chase him all over the territory. Miss Dunn, you've been gone the best part of two weeks. Yeah, lock him up, Chester. I'm going to keep him here a couple of days before taking him to Hays City. All right, sir. Come on, you. Get your hands off him. Now, let me keep my hands off him, Mr. I've been pushed around just all I aim to be. You can walk or get carried, but you're going to go into that cell. Okay, but it's a long time between this free bit town in Hays City, Marshal. You better remember that. Go all through, Ethan. I'll take that tray. Come and get it. I ain't going to fool with you, Mr. Now, you just pick up that tray and things and slide them through these bars right now. Well, you ain't making it easy not to be, and I'll tell you something else. It's going to be mighty nice to get you out of here. You ain't done nothing but trouble to me since Mr. Dunn rung you in. Well, you better just hope I don't get loose before he takes me to Hays City. I just might come looking for you. Well, you ain't going to get loose, so don't fret about that. Chester? Oh, no. Chester, you back there? Yes, Bessie May. My goodness, I just been looking everywhere for you. Bessie May, you ought not to come back here. Why? Well, this is where the prisoners is at. Oh, he's a prisoner? Yes, he is. Now, go on. Come on out of here. I got everything ready. Hmm? The buggy and all. Buggy? Yeah, outside. Well, for? You're going to take me on a ride. No, no, no. No, no, no. I'll not tell you that. That's the only way I can write that. Oh, hello, Chester. Bessie May. Well, say, maybe we ought to leave, man. Yeah, maybe you're right. No, no. Doc, you come back here. Well, Chester, we wouldn't want to interrupt any of this. You in. We're going for a buggy ride. Oh, a buggy ride. Yeah, Bessie May, I told you. Well, buggy rides are nice this time of year. Buggy rides. Mrs. Dillon? What? Well, uh, uh, this here's Bessie May Wilker. How are you, Miss Wilker? I do. Uh, see, Mrs. Dillon, her and her pal come to Dodds, and they just, I mean, she just, well, will you just tell her I got too much to do to go on no buggy ride? Chester, I can't very well do a thing like that. Of course you can. You can, too. You can. Send me down to Depot or something. How come you're doing that, Chester? Uh-huh. I mean asking him for orders and such. You're the Marshal. Marshal? Him? Yeah, well, now that's another thing, Miss Dillon. Bessie May and her pal thinks I'm Marshal at Dodds City. I've been trying to tell him. Oh, now, Chester, I have. I have, but they wouldn't listen, and you sure wasn't helping none. Yes, sir. Bessie May, Bessie May, I ain't going on no buggy ride. I ain't talking about that. It's what you just said about not being Marshal. Mr. Dillon's the Marshal he always has been. But you, when we come to Dodds, you still... I never neither. I said I was the only law in town at that time, and that's because Mr. Dillon was gone after that clip meadows fella, that prisoner right back there. Then you just ain't been telling the truth about nothing. Bessie May, I... Chester, proud foot, you're awful. You're just awful. You're tearing out, you... Her thinking you were Marshal seemed to mean a good deal to her, Chester. Yes, sir, but I never told her no such a thing. Not really, I did. Oh, well, she's just mad. Maybe she'll get over it. Well, I just assumed she didn't. I tell you, that woman was near driving me out of my mind past few days. She's the lady I was hiding from the day you come home. She likes you, Chester. Well, I don't like her. I swear I've saw prettier faces on a warthog. Oh, now, Chester. Well, I have. When she started painting her face off, I tell you, it's just become pitiful. Well, maybe she's never had a madder quarter before, Chester. You should be kind of easy on her. I have a hard enough time just keeping hidden from her. Come on. I'll buy you a dock of beer. Thank you, Mr. Marshal. Yeah, that's a good idea, man. My throat is still a little dry. You know, I still can't figure out Bessie May acting the way she done. It just don't make no sense. Well, it's like I said, Chester, she likes you. Well, it's like I said, when she found out that you weren't what she thought you were. Well, it seems funny, though. Hey, you, Chester. Oh, no. You don't get that, Bessie May. Yeah, I knew it. I'd find you crawling around somewhere, crawling around. If you ain't crawling now, you will be when I finished with you. Now, you look at here, Mr. Marshal. If there's anything I hate, it's a liar. I suppose you're talking about me not being Marshal. You bet I am. Bessie May just told me. I tried to explain all that to you before. It ain't my fault if you wouldn't listen now. Oh, it ain't, huh? Well, I think you've done it on purpose. Now I'm calling you a dirty liar. All right, Walker. That's enough. Who are you? I'm Dylan. Dylan. Oh, oh, then you're the real Marshal, huh? That's right. Well, this Chester's a cheat. I said that's enough. No, it ain't. Not fair enough. Ain't nobody going to make a fool out of such willful. Nobody ain't trying to make no fool out of you liar. I've took just about all I'm going to take off of you. Yeah, you ain't. There's a lot more. And I'll tell you when I get to it, you'll be all right. That dog gone crazy, old fool. Hey, what's he want to get so riled up about something that don't really matter for? Seems like it does matter to him. That best he may. That coffee's kindly weak, ain't it, Mr. Dylan? Huh? It tastes fine to me. Well, it ain't got much of a bite to it. Well, it doesn't grab you and throw you down. That's what you mean. No, no, no. What I meant was... As soon as you're finished... What did you mean? Well, it's just kind of weak. No. As soon as you're finished, let's go to some food over the cliff meadows. I want to get an early start for Hayes City. Yes. Marshal! Marshal! Yeah? You've got to come quick. Oh, what's the matter? The bank's been robbed. What? I just opened up for the day I went in and there was the safe. It was wide open. Mr. Bach can lie on the floor unconscious. Chester, go get Doc. Yes, sir. Marshal, I know who did it. It was that prisoner of yours. I'd seen him once before, so I knew what he looked like. What, cliff meadows? Yes, sir. Just a few minutes ago, I saw him riding out of town, riding just as fast as he could go. I'm glad this day's over. My athlete's foot is killing me. Itches and stings. Hey, try NP-27. Really worked for me. NP-27 treatment roots out athlete's foot. Penetrates below skin surface where other remedies can't reach, even into toenails. NP-27 liquid stops itch, relieves pain, promotes healthy tissue. NP-27 powder guards against new infection. NP-27 treatment roots out athlete's foot, or your drugist will refund your money. Who's he ever got out of jail in first place? I don't know. You've been following him for two days. I ain't going back to Dodge, Marshal. You'll go. And you want to tell me how you got out of jail? I bet you'd like to know, wouldn't you? I'll find out. Not from me, you won't. You didn't break out somebody opened that cell for you. Is that a fact? All right, unbuckle the belt and drop your gun. Like I said, I ain't going back to Dodge and I ain't going to Hays City, neither. You're going to go back with us or we're going to bury you right here. Now you decide. I already have. I'll be a fool. I ain't going to hang. Maybe, maybe I'll like it better like this. What did you do with the bank money? They won't do you any good now. Bank money. The Dodge City bank, you robbed it. The bank teller saw you right out of town. I didn't rob no bank he was seen. No. And your partner did it. The one that turned you loose. I don't have no partner. Didn't even know the old fella who turned me loose. Old fella? What old fella? Just scrawny old coot. Come here and said something about that lion chest there. Then he unlocked myself. Wolf, we're out. It's bad about that trial, Marshal. I think I'm going to make it. Time that let him out of jail. You, you don't spoil it. It was Sedge Wilker? Yeah, I think maybe it was, Chester. Sedge Wilker snuck in and turned me loose. And maybe even robbed the bank. He sure wouldn't still be hearing about it. Why not? Nobody really saw who robbed the bank. Nobody saw who turned me loose. Yes, I know, but it seemed like they just cut out and run. Is this your room? What do you want? I want to talk to you, Walker. What about the time? I'm busy. Well, we'll talk now. What do you mean busting in? You ain't got no right? Paul, what are they doing here? You and Bessie may pack in the leaves, Sedge. What if we are? Take none of your business. Why did you do it, Sedge? I don't know what you're talking about. You turned Cliff Meadows loose from jail. Oh, you're crazy. Why would I do that? So you could rob the bank and everybody would think Meadows did it. Well, he did. Everybody's seen him. Find him and you will find the robber. We did find him. Huh? I had to kill him. Well, well, then, what's all the fuss about? Just before he died, he told us that you'd let him out of jail. All right. All right, so I turned him loose. I wanted to get back at you and Chester. But that don't prove I robbed no bank. We've been asking around town, Walker. You bought over $100 worth of things in the past two days. Where did you get the money to do that? Where did I get it? Well, I shaved it. That's what. We had us to farm and we wrote things. It won't work, Sedge, there's too much against you. You ain't going to take my money. Not after all I went through you. I'll kill you first. No, don't. You should do it, Sedge. Never, never had nothing, Marshall. Never had nothing at all. A lot of people don't. Becky, me? I'm, I'm right here. Take care of yourself. You're here now. You, you take care of yourself. Paul. I'm sorry, Betsy, ma'am. He didn't mean no harm, Marshall. He didn't mean no harm at all. He's got tired of scratching in the ground for a living and never quite making it. Paul's awful smart though, did you know that? You mean blaming clip mothers for the robbery? I don't know. That was an accident like. The real plan was me. You? I was supposed to fix up all pretty like to shine up to the Marshall. What? You know. So he'd be too busy to notice when Paul was robbing the bank. Betsy, ma'am, you, you mean, is that why you was tagging after me all the time? You was the only Marshall in town then, Chester. But you lied to us. You wasn't no Marshall at all. I never, I tried to tell you. Had it been for that, everything would have worked out just like Paul said. But it all went wrong, didn't it? Yeah, Betsy, ma'am. I'm afraid it did. Like to take a quick hop to Paris tomorrow. It's not Paris, Kentucky, we're talking about. It's Paris, France, the great city on the Seine, a long way from bluegrass land. The CBS Radio Network is offering you a lightning fast tour via the Monday through Friday feature entitled Your Man in Paris. Your Man happens to be CBS news correspondent David Shonebrunn, whose perceptive eye makes for fluent, fascinating observations about many matters, Gallic. Your Man in Paris, weekdays. Also heard each Monday through Friday, a woman's Washington with Nancy Hanschman, which takes you on a gale-oriented tour of the nation's capital. There's In Hollywood, hosted by Ralph Story, with absorbing vignettes of celluloid city. Personal Story brings you autobiographies in sound of a new celebrity each week. And for entertaining, rewarding data on a host of topics, information central with Alan Jackson, and side lights with Charles Collingwood. Weekdays hear each of these stimulating features right here on CBS Radio. Gunsmoke, produced and directed in Hollywood by Norman McDonald, stars William Conrad as Matt Dillon, U.S. Marshall. The story was specially written for Gunsmoke by Ray Kemper, with editorial supervision by John Meston. Featured in the cast were Ralph Moody, John Bates, John Daener, and Barney Phillips. 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 Gunsmoke. Perhaps Eleanor the Godfrey every weekday on the CBS Radio Network.