 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, the United States Marshal, the first man they look for and the last they want to meet. It's a chance, they job, and it makes a man watchful, and a little lonely. A place in town and there will sell us a decent drink. Me and my brother will have a drink of whiskey. There's the bottle. Me and my brother are used to the best whiskey there is. Isn't that right, kid? That's right, Clay. Is this your best whiskey? It's what we got, mister. We'll see. You call that whiskey? Look here, haven't you called it that way? You call that whiskey, Jess? Go on. Drink it. That ain't whiskey. That ain't whiskey. You gotta do better than that, mister, boy. I told your friend that's the whiskey we got. You don't have to drink it. You gotta do better than that. Now, you dig out a bottle of good whiskey because we don't like this. You're going to pay for that bottle, mister. Listen to him, Jess. He says we're going to pay for that bottle. You hear that? I heard it. Well, I'll tell you, Mr. Barkeep, we ain't going to pay for that bottle, and we ain't going to pay for this one. Well, come to think of it, maybe I do have a better one down here under the bar. You hold it, mister. Cover him, Jess. Now, you wouldn't want to come up with no gun, Mr. Barkeep. That wouldn't be healthy. Jess can shoot real good. Go and show him. No, no. There's no need for shooting. I don't want no trouble. You show him anyway, Jess. Pick off some of them glasses all lined up. They're nice and pretty. Nice, Jess. You've got no calls. Listen, mister Barkeep, you're lucky. Jess don't drill some holes through them whiskey bottles on the shelf there. He did a couple of places up the street. Come on, Jess. Let's you and me try the next room. Maybe they got some real drinking whiskey. You're pretty lucky at that, Jim. They've been all over to our drinking places asking like, who's the joke? I sure wish Marshall gentlemen could back to town and start doing his job around here. He's all gone if I'm going to do it for him. Back to the bar, Mr. John. Wichita just ain't my kind of town, especially for five days. I didn't think that cousin and child would last that long, did you? Wichita, just too blame fancy a town for me. You know they've lost fellas there that wears their sunday suits on weekdays, and they ain't gamblers or undertakers, neither. Yeah. Something to matter with you, are they, Mr. Dillon? You ain't done much more than grunt for the last 20 miles. I don't feel much like talking, Jess. I mean, I guess I was a little dizzy there for a minute. Your face is all kind of green, Mr. Dillon. You look awful puny. I do believe you're ailing. I guess I am. Must have picked up some of that egg you that was going around Wichita. Were you going to stop off and rest awhile? I do not. It might make you feel stronger. No, I just want to get the dodge and get off this horse. Doc, give me a headache powder and sleep for about three days. Oh, you've got a real bad headache? A little do for now. Mr. Dillon, did you ever try binding a snake skin around your head? Snake skin. Oh, yes, sir. Mama, I used to swear by it for headache. I'd be glad to get to him. I can chase up a snake some kind of us anywhere. No, no, Chester. No, I just think I'll let Docs turn me up something. You don't mind. All right. But do you really feel well enough to ride on now? Yeah. I'm all right. Now let's go. Yes, sir? We'll go into the town of the back way. I don't feel like answering any questions. Okay, sir. Shoot back on that. There's no question about it. You've got a dose of that egg, you. I told you that the minute you walked in here. Well, I'm just telling you I agree with you. Oh, thanks. Now do you want me to prescribe for myself, or are you willing to take that on? The fever sure hasn't improved your disposition any. I'm going to give you a couple of powders to make your head quit hurting. If you'll take my advice, you'll stay down for the better part of a week, until this thing wears itself out. If you'll once you're giving me advice, I'll take. I'm going to stay on this cot where the school keeps her run. I'll send the powders over by Chester. And then I'll look at her near again this evening. By then, I hope either the fever or your temper has improved. Thanks for nothing, Doc. Yeah. Marshall Dillon. Oh, hello, Doc. Ed Dobey. See you later, man. Hello. I sure am glad you're back in town. Those two fellas just about wrecked it. About time you got here to stop them. Wait a minute, wait a minute, Dobey. What two fellas, what are you talking about? Why, the Rook Brothers. They busted up just about every saloon and dodge. Scandalous of the way they're carrying on. And who are the Rook Brothers? Why, those fellas dropped off here after the last cattle drive hit Dodge. They stayed right on. You've been gone five days, you know. I know how long I've been gone. All right, tell me exactly what happened to it. Well, they've been going from saloon to saloon just like it was a big joke. Smashing bottles and glasses wherever they go. And I want you to put a stop to it. No, no. You're worried that they'll come out of the dodge house next, is that it? Of course I'm worried about the dodge house, Marshall. I run it. It's my job to worry about it. And I don't want those fellas causing trouble over there. Have they killed anybody? Well, no. Have they hurt anybody? No, Marshall. But the dodge house is entitled to protection. Don't you go right back over there and protect it then. Ain't you going out and get them? No, Dolby, I'm not. I'm going to stay right here on this cot and I'm going to try to go to sleep. I don't feel good and you're making me feel a lot worse. Now, Marshall, it's your duty... Listen, Dolby, I got one duty right now and it's to get some sleep. Now, my advice to you is to put your breakables away until the Rook Brothers get tired. It's up to the law. I'll tell you what I'll do, Dolby. I'll be glad to deputize you right now and then you can be the law, huh? No, I don't want to be a deputy. I don't want to be a civilian citizen. It's your town too, you know. Well, I know. Now, you citizens ought to be able to handle a couple of cowhands without cowling the Federals up. I don't think folks are going to take kindly to this, Marshall. No, you let me worry about that, huh? I'll do that. I certainly will. Find them, Dolby. I found them all right. He's in there lying down on his cot. Says he's going to stay there. You mean he's not going to do anything? Just a minute, just a minute. I'm telling you exactly what happened. I went in there and told the Marshall a whole story. And he says he's not going to do anything. Says he wants to go to sleep. You sure it don't sound like Dylan? No, I don't. He's a changed man, I tell you. A changed man. It's a bad and this saloon is the most jester. Let's see what else they got to sell. Well, they got pretty girls. You see that? I see. I think maybe I'll just sit down and drink my whiskey with this little lady. Well, don't bother on my account. Webb here is a good enough company for me. I sure am, mister. Hey, now just a minute. You can just stay here and watch me. You might learn something. Mister, the lady is sitting with me. Well, now she's sitting with both of us. Ain't that nice? Don't you think that's nice, little lady? In about one minute I'll tell you what I think. You heard her, mister. There's one too many at this table to suit me. Well, now we can sure fix that. Again with little lady. You can leave. That'll fix it. That's not exactly what I had in mind. Now we can do all this nice and polite like, my name is Clayt Rook. And this here is my brother Jess. You, mister, you're free to leave. Well, I ain't about to leave. All right. Then you just sit there quiet like and watch me and this nice little lady have a good time. You keep your hands to yourself. You're a quiet little gentleman, ain't you? But you wouldn't want no trouble, would you? Jess, show the man some tricks. I heard about you and how you carry your brother around to do your shooting for you. Oh, I can shoot, mister. Then come on outside. We can sure find out about that. No need for waiting, mister. I can kill you while I'm sitting right here. You should not have shot him, Clayt. I didn't notice you doing nothing. Let's get out of here, Jesse. The big one did it, Clayt. The one that does all the talking. Usually he has his brother do the shooting, but this time he did it himself. Matt, he didn't give web a chance. Well, where did Chester put my gun? Here it is, Matt. You look great as a woman. You don't walk through study. That's sure true. Yeah, I know, Chester. Kitty just told me. You know where they are. Well, they were headed for the labor stable, but if you feel so bad, you aren't... I guess I feel well enough to get shot at, Chester. Come on. I'm doing it. Just keep close to the building as you can, huh? You got a plan? Along the side here. Got me a gun, huh? I'm going to be a wildfork and use it. Well, it's the wound keepers. We'll be glad to hear that. You better go find Doc Adams and get your arm fixed up. Then you'll ride out of town, huh? Tell you the truth, Marshal. I'll be glad to get out of Dodge. You going to see it, Clayt buried? Yeah, we'll see that he's buried. I'll take care of things here, Mr. Hero. Okay, thanks, Chester. Know that I'm mighty pleased with the way you handled everything. Of course, you could have stopped it before it got so bad. So could the rest of you. Yes, but anyway, Marshal, I want to thank you. The Dodge House told Stan and Billy. Yes, it is. You suppose everything's going to be all right for a little while? I'm glad to hear it. Now you're blocking my way, Billy. I'm going to go back to the office and try to get some sleep. Good afternoon, gentlemen. Directed by Norman McDonald, starts William Conrad as Matt Dillon, U.S. Marshal. The story was specially written for Gunsmoke by Mary M. Clark, with editorial supervision by John Messon. Featured in the cast were John Daener, Vic Tarran, Harry Bartell, Lauren Stobkin, James Nusser, Barney Phillips, and Don Diamond. Harley Bear is Chester, Howard McNear is Doc, and Georgia Ellis is Kitty. Join us again next week for another story on Gunsmoke. America listens most to the CBS Radio Network.