 Gun smoke, brought to you by Chesterfield, made the modern way with accurate, smoother, cooler, best for you. Around Dodge City and in the territory on West, there's just one way to handle the killers in 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 Americans. And the story of a man who moved with it. I'm that man, Matt Dullin, 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. Got time for a drink? Well, I'll go with you, Doc. Good, good. And the long branch is closest. Let's go in there. Okay. Some people say it doesn't look good for a doctor to be seen in a salute. Especially in the daytime. Oh, then you believe it, too? Oh, no, no, not me. I look on doctors as almost human. Almost human? Oh, he's almost human. Well, that's mighty charitable of you. I'll think of that the next time you come crawling around with your throat cutter with a bullet in it. You'll feel better when you get your drink, Doc. Yeah, I'll feel better when I talk to kids. Hello, Doc. Matt. Hello, Kitty. It's a pleasure to see you, Kitty. It's a real pleasure. Well, thanks, Doc. Sam, a bottle and two glasses. Thank you, Doc. I'm buying the lady a drink. You sure you haven't had enough already, Doc? Oh, now, just because you're not used to men who act like gentlemen. I think he's talking about me, Kitty. Yeah, I figured that. What have you two been arguing about this time? I've been working up to an argument, Kitty. Well, there's somebody else here whose name has been doing that. Oh? A cowboy at the end of the bar. Oh, what about it? I heard him telling Sam he's got a pack horse outside, loaded with ammunition. Well, there's no harm in that, isn't it? He said it's the kill Kansans with, Doc. Oh, what did he mean, Kitty? I don't know, Matt, but he's awful mad about something. I'll be back in a minute. Oh, no, no. Be careful. Hello? My name is Dylan. I'm the Marshal here. My name is Jim Horton. I wish I'd never heard of Kansas. Oh, where are you from? Oh, it's Deena River. Texas, huh? Texas. You staying here long? Long enough to finish this drink. And since you're so nosy, I'll tell you, I'm with nine other Texans. We've got 2,000 head of cattle, six days' drive from here. They're branded Cross-R and Jack Raven's Trail Boss. Anything else you want to know? Yeah, there's something else. Have all of the men in that outfit got their backs up like you have? Don't you worry none about us, Marshal. We'll handle things. Well, that ammunition they sent you for, what's going on down there, anyway? Nothing a few Texans can't take care of. Why don't you want to tell me about it, heart? Because I don't trust you no more, not trust any Kansans. Then why don't you finish your drink? 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We rode around it, up to the chuck wagon fire and dismounted. Jack Raven's a trail boss, Marshall, and that's him leaning against that wagon study. Yeah, let's go talk to him, Chester. And you tell him how you got here so he'll know who to get mad at. How do that, Hoyt? Then the first word, Hoyt said in the last ten miles. I guess he's been saving his strength. What for? I don't know, maybe the boss here will tell us. Yeah, if he don't shoot us first. He looks down on your unfriendly to me. Jack Raven? That's me. My name's Matt Dillon. I'm Chester Provford. How you do? Howdy. I'm a U.S. Marshall, Raven. Dodge? Uh-huh. Is your first time up the trail? First time for any of it. Jim Hoyt didn't tell me much. He didn't want me down here at all. And why'd you come? I got curious about that ammunition. You sent him to Dodge for it. Some law against it? That depends on what you aim to use it for. We aim to kill Kansans with it, Marshall. Uh-huh. You got any particular Kansans in mind? I ain't particular. You told me that's your first trip up here, the first trip for any of you, huh? What's that got to do with it? You lost many cattle? I've lost all I'm going to. How many? Some 20-30 head. Sand feed? Two of them. How the guess started? Men? Men out there waving blankets they set fire to in the night. And there wasn't engines, neither. We've seen them, but we couldn't chase them or go shooting at them or we'd have lost the whole herd. Now, why did you send Hoyt for ammunition? You going to start shooting next time? Very short ammunition, Marshall. Next time it happens, we thought maybe we'd some of us take off a few days to do a little hunting. I see. I want to get this herd to Dodge. I want to get it sold. Then we're riding back this way. And shoot anybody you come across, is that it? Like I said, I ain't particular, Marshall. Not about Kansans, I ain't... Tell me something, Raven. You ever hear of Jay Hawkers? No. They're outlaws, Raven. They're murderers, criminals. They're men who started riding on the Missouri border during the war and they got the taste of blood in their mouths. Now it's like they got no place to go. So they're out after anything in sight. They cause a lot of trouble. Why don't you stop them? We try. Don't forget, the ordinary Kansan hates Jay Hawkers as much as you do. But what do they want? What good should do them to stampede my herd? You'll find out what they want. They'll let you know. And I want to stay here to help you when they do. I don't know whether I trust you or not. Well, I guess you'll have to find that one out, too, Raven. Yeah, I'll find it out. I got work to do now. I don't know if the cook will feed in the Kansas, man, but you can go ask him. Mr. Dillon. What? What? What is it, Chester? It's almost daylight. Oh, yeah. I guess we'd better get up. I didn't hear a thing all night. I slept right through. I thought I'd put a stampede you'd have heard it, Chester. Maybe them Jay Hawkers would quit. Maybe. Mr. Dillon. Yeah, what? Look down there, riding that horse. That's Jim Hoyt. Well, where's his clothes? Look, he's all bloodied up. They're having to help him get down off his horse. There's Jack Raven. Yeah. What in the world do you suppose happens? He didn't get those marks on his back from a fall. Take a look at Jim Hoyt, Marshall. Take a good look. Where'd they catch you, Hoyt? How come you know anybody caught me, Marshall? That's a good question. What do you know? This has happened before. It's one of their methods. They'll take cans of them. Jay Hawkers. Mighty fancy name for a bunch of murdering devils. You were on guard and they sneaked up on you. Is that the way it happened? They stripped me and flogged me. Didn't they give them a message for me? They want money, huh? I got 2,000 head of cattle, Marshall. If I pay them Jay Hawkers $2 ahead, they say there won't be no more trouble. By sundown. They want that money by sundown. You're going to pay it, Raven? I'd rather lose a whole herd. We'll ride garden pairs tonight. There won't be any more beatings. And I hope there's no shooting them. Cattle are ready to run most anything by now. We'd like to ride with you, Raven. I might trust you, Marshall. I don't know. But the men wouldn't. They'd never stand for it. All right. We're going to be around. We're not leaving here. You better keep pretty close to camp. You might get yourself killed if you stray very far. This electronic miracle, Accuray, means that everything from auto-tires to apple pie, battleship steel to baby food, butter to cigarettes, can be made better and safer for you. Now I'll meet Mr. Bert Choep, brilliant young president of industrial nucleonics. We'll learn exactly what is Accuray. Well, charge it a device by which a stream of electrons passes through and analyzes the product while it is actually being made. 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Raven had his men standing guard by twos, all right, and he had their herd lying on a plane that apparently nobody could approach without being seen a mile or so off. We scouted the land all dark. And just as the moon was coming up, we found what I'd been hoping for. A deep gully about a half a mile from the herd. The contour of the land made it difficult to see unless you were almost on top of it. And I picked it as the most likely approach the Jayhawkers had used. We hit our horses at the bottom and then climbed back out. That's an awful long gully, Mr. Dillon. Them Jayhawkers could ride out of it most anywhere for a mile or so. They could, Chester, but right in here is where it's closest to the herd. We better lie down. You know, I've been thinking, Mr. Dillon, there's only two us. Might go hard if we have to shoot it out with maybe a dozen men. Well, I'm hoping there won't be any shooting at all. Most half a mile from that herd haven't ought to bother them very much. It'd bother them. Like Raven said, those cattle are ready to run at anything. Well, if we can't shoot, how are we going to stop them, Jayhawkers? Most of the kind are cowards, Chester. If we surprise them, maybe we can scare them into dropping their guns. You'll believe that. I'm gambling on it, anyway. If we start a stampede by getting into a gun battle over here, those Texans aren't going to treat us any better than they would the Jayhawkers. They sure are a hard-headed lot, ain't they? They got some cause to be, Chester. Well, they got no cause to be... Shh! Listen. Somebody in the gulch. They're right down there, Mr. Dillon. They'll come climb it out in a minute. Not if we're on top of them. Don't do any shooting unless I do, huh? No, I won't. Quiet now. What's going on? Too much moon to ride over there. So stampede them from here. All we got to do is spread out along this gulch and start shooting. It don't matter whether you hit cowards or Texans. Well, let's spread out a little, Chester. We'll crawl right up on top of them. All right? Come on. No, we've set up enough rifle fire, then cattle stampede sure. They'll have their hands so full chasing them they won't have time to worry us. Yeah, well, I think... You men are covered. Get your hands up. You better do what he says. We're all around here. They're right, man. They'll kill us anyway. No! All right, Chester, give it to them! He's getting away, Mr. Dillon. Will we chase him? No, let him go, Chester. We got the other three. He sure did put up a fight, didn't he? Yeah. I kind of misjudged her being cowards and quittin'. Listen, listen, listen. Yeah, it's a cattle. We started another stampede after all. Come on, we better go help them. Now they're running the other way. We never get anywhere near them. Texans is going to be mighty mad. Yeah, and mostly at us. We left the Jayhawkers right where they died. Roads slowly back to camp. Nobody was there but the cook. So we sat down and waited. We waited three or four hours before any riders showed up. And when they did, they weren't exactly friendly. They stood around at a distance and watched us as though they were guarding a couple of prisoners. Finally, Jim Hoyt walked over to us. It was you done all that shooting, Marshal. Some of it, yeah. I was shooting, too. Well, the men wants to hang you. Oh, is that so? I don't know what you was up to, but we sure found out, didn't we, man? All right, now you just look at here. There's four of us here now. You going to put up a fight? I don't blame you for being mad, Hoyt. Now the rest of you. But that's no excuse to be talking about lynching anymore. We ain't talking, Marshal. We're going to do it. Wouldn't you like to know why we were doing the shooting? We know all we need to know. Unbuckle them guns, both of them. Use your head, Hoyt. What's going on here? We're about to hang us a couple of cans in the river. Yeah, that's what I figured. Don't aim to have no interference. All right, I won't give you any. Good. I want to tell you something first, though. Say it out. I was kind of curious about it, so I rode over to where those two did all that shooting. You know what I found? A bunch of empty cartridges. I found three dead men, Hoyt, laying in the gully. You what? Now, I don't know what these here J-hawkers are supposed to look like, but them three men I found, that's how they ought to look. This for true reason? It's true. Well, I guess I've been a little... hot-headed. I didn't trust some Marshal either. Not at first. Well then, you done our work for us, Marshal. It was you two. Found them devils and faced them. Ah, I forgot it, Hoyt. It's over. I don't think you'll be bothered any more. Say, Marshal, me and Hoyt and the men, well, we've had a bad trip. When we get to Dodge, we'll maybe want to kick up our heels a little. Short a gunplay, Raven, this is one outfit that can rot Dodge all at once. 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