 Around Dodd 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 transcribed story of the violence that moved west with young America. The story of a man who moved with it, Matt Dillon, United States Marshal. Against a dealer like you, Vince, that ain't ruck some. What do you mean by that? Well, I figure maybe you've been letting me win, and then later on things sort of change, and you'll get all this back, and I'll keep plunging till you've got all mine, too. So I've killed men for that kind of talk. What kind of men? You're in dodge now, Mr. Gambler. You ain't gonna kill nobody. Lesson, he's drunk, and I'm sober. I'll be back this evening, Vint, and I'll bring the friend Jack Saller with me. The game's open. Bring anybody you like. Saller won't be gambling. He'll just sit here and watch you deal. You got any objections? Why should I? You shouldn't, if you like living. See you later. Walked out of here with a lot of my money. He's coming back tonight to play some more. And what are you worried about? Sure, I was setting him up, man. Let him win a little, and then take everything he's got. But he's bringing a friend back with him to help watch me deal. You mean he's on to you? Yeah. Who's the friend? Jack Saller. You know him? A little. I've heard he's quite a gunman. Oh, man, you gotta help me. Help you how? Brewers got $500 in my money now. And if he hits a streak of luck, it could be more. With both of them watching me, I don't dare deal cards my way. Well, what can I do, Vince? You're a gambler, I'm not. There are ways of getting that money back without gambling. Oh. You just get him off alone somewhere and I'll take care of the rest. Oh, no, Vince, please. Man, this is our money, yours and mine. It's part of the money we're running away on. If I lose this, we'll be a long time getting to St. Louis. I know, but... You want to go on working in a saloon the rest of your life? Supporting your child and that worthless husband of yours? Or do you want to go with me? Back east and be free. You have a decent home. You know I do, Vince. All right. And if Brewers' luck end goes on winning, you gotta play sweet to him. Get him outside in the alley, alone. You can do it, man. Easy. It's for us, you know. I'm afraid. I'll do it, Vince. You know I will. That's a girl. I'm good, Vince. 18. I got 20. This win all the time gets tiresome. Think I'll quit. Whatever you like. You got about 700 of his money now, bro. Oh, that much, soldier. Well, we'll have another little game sometime, Vince. What do you say? Anytime, Brewers. In your chips. I'll catch you. Now, spread the word. You're an honest dealer, Vince. Real honest? He sure is. I'm going now, Brewers. That little girl at the Longhorn been waiting to dance with me. See you later, soldier. Sure. So long, man. It's been a pleasure. Goodbye. Here's your money. Thanks. Cliff, buy you a drink, Brewers. That's a decent event, but I'm the winner. I'll buy you one. All right. Mike, bring us a bottle of Irish. Don't worry about tonight, Vince. I'll give you a chance to win it back. Maybe tomorrow. Gambler like me is bound to lose now and then, Brewers. Especially when he runs into my kind of luck, huh? I hope you gentlemen don't mind if I brought your bottle of Jameson. It's Mike's business. Well, now, of course we don't. Sit down, man. Have one with us. Oh, thanks. Well, sort of hoping you might ask me. You're honest, anyway. I like that. How'd you make out at 21? Ask him. He won $730. Oh. Here, let's drink up mud in your eye. Thanks for the drink, Brewers. I think I'll quit for the night. Let me know when you want another game, Vince. Good night. Aren't you and Vince, uh... Well, we both work here. Anything else is just usual gossip. Oh, you're pretty. Have another drink, man? No, no, thanks. I'm sorry, but I have to go home. Oh, you can't do that. You just got here. Besides, it's early yet. I always go home early. You can walk with me, though, if you like. Walk with you? Mm-hmm. Oh, sure. Fine. All right. I'll take the bottle back. Here's some money. Give it a mic. Wait for me at the back door, huh? Back door. Oh, it's quicker to where I live that way. Oh, okay. Hurry up, man. Yeah. Of course I do. I walk it every night. Oh, here, here. I've got you. I'm going out carrying it. Easy enough. It's all right now. Just take it easy. I'll get you home now. Tell me where you are. Right down this alley, Mr. Billum. So the said, you know, I see some people back there. This is... Hold that light over here, will you, mister? Yeah, I'll hold you. Thanks. Buddy clubbed him, all right. Who are you, miss? I'm Nett Miller. I work at the Alapagansa. What were you doing out back here? Well, he wanted to take a walk and... We got out here and then somebody jumped us. Are you hurt? Well, they knocked me out, but I'm all right now. They? How many were there? I don't, I don't know. I got hit when I came to. I saw him like that. I screamed. That's all I know, Marshal. I didn't see anybody at all. Chester. Yes, sir? Take her over to Doc's. No, no, I... I'm, I'm all right. I, I want to go home. I'm, I'm all right. You sure? Yeah, sure. Sure, don't bother about me, Marshal. I'm fine. I'm fine. Okay, Nett. Chester, go find a piece of canvas. We'll take Brewer over to Doc's. Yes, sir. Back here, Chester. He's coming across Front Street right now, Doc. Well, it's not often a man gets killed around here without being shot. Clubs don't make any noise, Doc. It's murder. Just plain murder, that's what it is. Go through, Doc. I'm all through, Matt. We'll bury him in the morning. Doc, did Brewer have any money on him? A couple of dollars and change, Matt. I wrapped it up with the rest of his effects. He won a lot of money from Vint James tonight. Then he was robbed. That girl, that girl, man miller. I should help Robbie, maybe. You think a woman could have clubbed in that hard, Doc? Oh, no, I don't. My goodness, no. I don't think so, either. But I think she got him out in the alley so Vint could club him. As soon as Vint got away, she set up a holler. But Matt, just because Vint lost some money... They say Vint and man are friends, Doc. Good friends. You don't see. Oh, what do you know? You're going to arrest him, Mr. Dillon? There's no real evidence, Chester. You just go free again. I want to talk to you. Now, you're Jack Sulder, aren't you? I am. And I'm a friend, or was, that Charlie Brewer. I see. You don't see nothing, Marshall. Oh, what do you mean? That gambler, Vint, you murdered Brewer. Can you prove it? I don't have to prove it. Well, the law says you do, Sulden. I ain't interested in what the law says, Marshall. I am. Look, Marshall, Charlie Brewer won over $700 off Vint tonight. That much? I was there watching Vint so as he'd deal on us. Oh. I don't even have to ask if you found that money on Brewer. No, it was gone. And why haven't you arrested Vint? Wouldn't do any good, Sulder. There's no legal proof he did it. I told you, I ain't interested in all that. So? So I'll kill Vint myself if I have to. That's what I thought. I'm warning you, Marshall. I'll give you till tomorrow night. And if he isn't in jail by then, I'm going out and I'm gonna shoot him down. That's murder too, Sulden. If you try it, I'll throw you in jail. We'll see about that, Marshall. After I kill Vint. Don't do it, Sulder. More night, Marshall. And you know I'll do it. This table all right, Kitty? Fine, Mac. This is quiet, isn't it? Sure you don't want to do it? Not tonight, Kitty. What's on your mind, Mac? Nan Miller. Oh. I heard about her being with Brewer when he got killed. She wasn't hurt, though, they said. No, she's fine. They didn't hit her very hard, then. Knocked her out. So she's sad, anyway. I take it you don't believe her. No, Kitty, I don't. Tell me about her and Vint James, huh? Well, Vint gambled at the Alpha Gamma map and she works over there, too. I didn't know him at all. You know more than that about him. Oh, there's a lot of gossip. If you're interested in that. Tell me what you think's true. They're in love. What else? For some men. That's enough, Mac. Kitty, I'm not interested in romance. I'm after a murderer. Sure. That's about all I know, Mac. They're in love and I'm sure Nan wasn't stepping out on Vint with Charlie Brewer. I'd swear to that. No. No, I don't think she was either. From what I hear, she invented. Serious enough to get married, if they could. Well, why couldn't they? Well, Mac, don't you know? Nan's already married. What? Silver. She's been married for years. Oh, where's her husband? Does he know about all this? I don't think he'd care if he did. They say he spends all his time in a little saloon at the edge of town. What's it called, a eldorada? He spends his time in her money, is that it? Men. Now, Kitty. He wouldn't be so bad if it weren't for the kids. They have a child? A six-year-old girl, Vicky, I think she's called. Nan hired some old woman to take care of her most of the time. A little girl, huh? And you think Nan and Vint would get married, if they could? I don't know, Matt, but they act like it. So I hear, anyway. Yeah. I think I got an idea, Kitty. What? Well, I'll tell you later if it works. But it has to do with men. Tell me, do you think Vint's a good man? I don't think any man's any good, not till you've put him to the test, anyway. Well, that's exactly what I'm going to gamble on. And I don't think Vint'll test out very well. I don't know what you're talking about, but why not? He's a crooked dealer, for one thing. I'll see you later, Kitty. I'm going to have a talk with Vint. Open up the door. It's late, Marshall. Is it? Yes. This won't take long. Okay, Marshall. What do you want? I want you to leave town, Vint. What? Get out of dodge by tomorrow evening. Well, what for? Why? I always run crooked gamblers up. But, Marshall, I don't deal crooked and nobody can prove I do. Yeah. You come from St. Louis, don't you, Vint? Yeah. Why? There's a train east at five o'clock tomorrow. Be on it. You understand? I'll go. I know you will. Good night. Good night, Marshall. I said I'd be here at four, Nain. I rented the wagon there to carry your trunk to the depot. Oh, come on in. I'm not quite ready yet. Well, the Santa Fe leaves at five. You haven't got much time. Vint, I'm so excited. It's like I told you this morning, Nain. We're mighty lucky getting out this easy. Yeah, yeah, of course we are. But let's don't talk about all that now. Let's just think about the future. Wait till you see St. Louis. It's a real town with real buildings. Not a lot of ramshackle old rookeries like dodge. Oh, I can hardly wait, Vint. And to see it all with you, I just can't believe it's really going to happen. It won't happen if you don't hurry up and finish packing. Oh, I'm almost ready. Come along, you take Vicki's things out. Now, I'll pack them first. Vicki's things. Now, she's playing out back. I'd have never done a thing with that child in here. I just hope she isn't getting dirty. She's all dressed up for the train. Vicki? Of course. Why are you looking like that? You're planning to take Vicki? Vint, what do you mean? You never mentioned taking Vicki along. Well, you didn't think I'd leave her here. We never talked about it. Talked about it? She's my child, Vint. Of course I'll take her. No. No, I don't want a child alone. Vint. Vint, look, we can't be bothered with a kid. We're going to see things, do things, you and me. Well, Vicki's better off here anyway. Better off here? With a drunkard for a father and no mother at all? Are you crazy? Well, give her to somebody. Give her to... She's my child, Vint. Don't you understand? Sure, but I don't want her with us, Vint. I can't stand kids. Oh, no, you can't. Go on, get packed. We're going to be late. Vint, I won't leave Vicki. Why? I won't leave her. You mean that? Yes. All right, then stay with her. I'm going. Oh, no, Vint. You can't. You can't leave me. No, Vint. No, I can't. I can't do anything. Please. Goodbye, Nain. Go on, aren't you? Of course I am. Again, please. Would that come out of the music into the album to the track? Really, he'd be not happy about that, but... Okay, once again. Here he comes now, Mr. Dillon. Just in time. Yeah. He's alone, too. What do you mean, he's alone? Chester. What? Uh... You go tell the engineer not to pull that train out of dodge until I give him the word, huh? What? Uh, go on, hurry up. Tell him. Yes, sir. Well, Marshal, I'm leaving. Are you satisfied? Not quite, Vint. Oh. And here comes a man who isn't satisfied at all about your leaving. Who? Where? Right over there. See, Jack Solder. You remember him. Solder. Well, what's he doing here? Well, he'll probably tell us. I've seen him driving around that wagon with his bags all dressed up. You can let him go, aren't you, Marshal? Can let him ride that train right out of dodge. What are you talking about, Solder? Shut up. I'll take care of you later, Vint. Later? Yeah. I just got a sudden idea to go to St. Louis, too, Marshal. I see. What's this all about? Solder here wants to kill you, Vint. Kill him? Yeah. He says you murdered a friend of his. Brewer. Well, that's a lie. Don't you call me a liar. All right, hold it, Solder. I'll handle this, not you. Mr. Dillon. Yeah. What is it, Chester? This lady here wants to talk to you. A man. It's a man. Excuse me, gentlemen. I'm coming with you, Marshal. So am I, by heaven. You wanted to see me, then? Yes, Marshal, I do. I got something to tell you about Vint and me. Wait, Vint. Don't. Why not, Vint? Look, there's time. I'll go over to the house and get Vicky right now. We'll take her. Of course we will. I was just joking. Where are you, Vint? Well, you know I was, Vint. Come on. You come with me. We'll go get her. No. I don't trust you, Vint. You're no good. No good at all. Man, listen. Shut up, Vint. Better talk. All right, go ahead, Vint. Vint killed Brewer last night, Marshal. Look out, he's got a gun. You got in the way, Marshal. That is shotting. He almost shot, man. You jumped him just in time, Mr. Dillon. Yeah. All right, Chester. Pick up his gun and bring him to jail when he comes to. Yes, sir. Hello, Solar. You're satisfied? I'm satisfied, Marshal. Vint's no good, Marshal. He's no good at all. I was counting on you to find that out, man. All right, come along. Conducted by Rex Corrie. Harley Bear is Chester, Georgia Ellis is Kitty, and Howard McNeer is Doc. Gun smoke has been selected by the Armed Forces Radio Service to be heard by our troops overseas. 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