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And maybe you ain't so smart as I thought. Barkeep, I'll have a shot of whiskey with that beer. What about it, young fella? You buying him whiskey, too? Anybody drinks with me, drinks what I drink. Bring me the beer, Barkeep. Okay. And fella, I'm gonna show you what happens to people that don't do as I tell them. Watch how I drink your beer. Sticky wet, ain't it, young fella? Yeah. Yeah, it is. Hit me, eh? Now I'm gonna have to kill you. Well, Marshal Dillon, did you see that, Marshal? Jake drew first, not the boy. Jake made him fight. He was bullying him right from the start, and then he drew first. I'll be witness to that. I saw it. I came through the door just as it happened. Good thing you saw it, Marshal. Give me your gun. What? That ain't right, Marshal. It was self-defense, pure and simple. I said give me your gun. Marshal, you ain't listening. It's okay, Barkeep. It's okay. Here's my gun, Marshal. My office is across the street. Let's go. It ain't fair I tell you. He killed him. He did? It was self-defense, Justin. Well, then why'd you arrest him? I'd kind of like to know myself. What's your name? Andy. Andy Travis. Where you from? On Westie here. I'm just drifting. How old are you, Andy? Twenty. Where'd you learn to use a gun? What do you mean? Jake had his halfway out of the holster before you even started. He did? Well, say now, you must be pretty fast, Andy. He's real fast, Justin. That's why I brought him over here. What? I'm not arresting you, Andy. I wanted to see what you like. What I'm like? Why? It happened to me once, Andy. And it's happened to you. Anybody that can use a gun the way you can has to make a choice. You can go on using it, or you can quit before you've got blood all you. I don't like killing people, Marshall. I've done it before, I had to, same as today. But I don't like it. How'd you get so good? Practice. All my life I've practiced. I don't know why it was fun at first, but it ain't fun now. It just leads to trouble. That's all I ever got out of it. Trouble. Then why are you still wearing it? I don't know. I wouldn't feel right without it, I guess. How long have you been a dodge, Andy? Just got here today. And you've already killed a man, huh? And the barkeep is going to tell everybody in town just how fast you were. And the first thing you know, you're going to have a reputation. It won't be very long before somebody tries to cut you down for it. You're going to have to go on killing the rest of your life. However long that is. It's too late already, Marshall. No, it isn't. You're not a killer, Andy. I know a killer when I see one. No. No, I'm sure not. But you're going to have to kill one man after another. I know. Well, I'm not going to watch it. You take your gun off and you leave it off or you get out of dodge. You go do your killing someplace else. Marshall, do you think I could find a job here? Justin. Yes, sir. Moss Grimmick's looking for a man over at the stable. Yes, sir. 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And Moss Grimmick soon trusted him enough to let him run things by himself while Moss started to get in more fission than he had in years. Sometimes Chester went with Moss, and I'll have him Chester out of the office gave me a chance to catch up on some paperwork. The shoulder's office? Ah, come in, come in. You're the Marshal. What can I do for you? Remember me. What? Remember me next time you see me. I mean to take a good look, Marshal. Who are you, Mr. Joe Kite? All right, Kite, say a piece. I did, Marshal. I want you to know me. I want you to know my name. Why? Because I don't want you to shoot me or buffalo me or treat me in any kind of hurry at all next time you see me. Why? Because I might have to shoot a man. What are you talking about? I can't tell you now. I'll tell you after I've done it. Are you drunk? Plum, serious, Marshal. There's no need for you to get all fretted up. I'm not going to do anything wrong. Shooting people around here is wrong, Mr. Kite, Joe Kite, Marshal. What are you trying to tell me? Dad, I may have to shoot somebody, but if I do, there won't be nothing wrong about it. Now I want you to know in case you come running up with your finger on the trigger of a shotgun or something. You look like a bar bum to me, Kite. I doubt if you even own a gun. Oh, I'm going to get one, Marshal. I see you wearing a gun, and I'll take it off you and throw it away. Now, Marshal, that's no way to talk. Get out of here. All right. But you're going to talk different, Marshal. Keep moving. You'll see. You just wait. What are you looking so guilty about? Nothing. A man spends all day out fishing. He deserves a little beer afterwards, don't he? Yes, sir. Where's Moss Grimmick? Well, he went back to Stabletoes, and he could get away for a while. And he's sitting over there, Miss Kitty. Oh. Did you catch any fish? Yes, sir. Yes, we did. We got a whole sack full, Mr. Dillon. All catfish. Good. Good. Oh, you finish your beer, Chester. I'll be back in a few minutes. Okay, sir. Hello, man. Hello, Kitty. Hello, Andy. Hello, Marshal. Take a chair. Ah, thank you. I hear your boss is loaded with catfish, Andy. He's over at Stable now, trying to give him away to anybody who will have him. Oh, if he and Chester are going to keep on, we ought to fix up a fish muddle one of these days. A fish muddle? Huh? I never heard of that, Miss Kitty. Oh, then you've never been in Kentucky, Andy. I've seen them making them 20 gallon batches down there. It's kind of a fish stew, I guess. But it's awful good. Sad. I'd like to try that. Let's do it, huh? Next week sometime. First day, Marshal and Chester can guarantee the fish. I'll tell them about it. I better get back to Stable now. See you later, Miss Kitty. Okay, Andy. So long, Marshal. So long, Andy. He's an awful nice boy, Max. Yeah, I think he's going to make out fine, Kitty. He already has. It sure bothered him at first, though, not wearing a gun. You know, he told me he'd been working with a gun about 12 years old. Yeah. You know, he's a natural kitty. Some men can practice all their lives and never be any good. Well, it's sure nice to know one man that wants to live peaceful. Yeah. He's mighty lucky he ran into you. What's that? You better stay in there. Don't worry. Everybody but Chester, stay right where you are. You want me to guard the door, Mr. Dillon? No, follow me. That fellow shot him. I never saw that man before, Mr. Dillon. His name's Joe Kite. Joe Kite? Yeah. Hello, Marshal. You're going to use that gun again? No, no, of course I ain't. That's too bad. I kind of wish you wouldn't. I told you, Marshal, I didn't do nothing wrong. Now, Marshal, no. Marshal, no. Marshal! Andy's still breathing. Carry him over to the docks, Chester. Yes, sir. When Joe Kite comes to, you kick him in the jail, huh? It'll be a pleasure. Doesn't think he has much time. Let me talk to him. Clean murder, that's what it was. Did, uh, Kite say anything? He started to, but I told him to shut his head or I'd buffalo him. I'll have to talk to him. Hey, Marshal, you had no reason to lock me up. You had no reason to hit me either. I told you what might happen. Well, unlock it and let me out of here. You'll get out of there when you've got a trial. That's where you're wrong, Marshal. You're going to let me out of here now. Why did you murder him, Kite? I didn't murder him. I told him I was going to take him in and he resisted. Take him in? I was going to march him right in here and turn him over to you, Marshal. You're talking about? His name isn't Andy Travis, Marshal. It's Andy Haycox. So, of course, you didn't know it or you'd have arrested him yourself. I couldn't tell you before this, or I'd have lost the reward. $1,000, Marshal. That's what he's worth. And I get it. You don't believe me? You ever hear the Fisher Gang up around Laramie? Well, Andy Haycox is one of them. And they're all worth $1,000 a piece, dead or alive. I just come down from Wyoming. I got their pictures up all over. I'm sure lucky I recognize them, ain't I? You're lucky, Haycox. You're real lucky. If Andy had been carrying a gun, you'd be dead. If he'd have been carrying a gun? He took it off his first day in dodge and he hasn't worn one since. I don't believe you. Don't you? No, it ain't true. No, he had it under his coat. I stopped him and I told him to come with me and why. And then he started to grab for his gun and I had to shoot him. And outlaw, like, like, of course he had a gun. I'll ask Andy what he did and he lives long enough to tell me. He'll lie. You're going to take the word of an outlaw against mine? Chester. Yes, sir? I'm going out for a while. I'll be back shortly. What do you mean you ain't going to try me loose? You're going to leave me in here? You got no right to do that? If he gets too noisy, Chester, club him. Ellen Dem is best. Stands out from all the rest. 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Well, Doc will take it out as soon as he can. It wouldn't be there if I hadn't forgot I wasn't carrying a gun. I just naturally went for it and it wasn't there. So he shot me. Yeah. I guess he told you about me, Marshall. He said that you're wanted other than Laramie. Dead or alive. That's what the poster said. You were part of a gang, Andy. Long enough for him to put up a reward for me. But I quit, Marshall. I quit. What do you mean? A fisher in him, fellas. I told him I was through. They tried to stop me, but I said I'd shoot my way out if I had to. So they let me go. You quit the gang? That's what I'm telling you. Well, why did you quit? They killed a fellow one night after they robbed him. I don't like killing people like that, Marshall. I had to quit. You should have told me, Andy. Maybe I could have done something. It's going to make you look bad now, ain't it, Marshall? Being friends and helping me and all. No, it won't, Andy. I wouldn't care if it did. First time in my life anybody ever done anything for me. I'm sorry. It didn't work out, Marshall. Everything's going to be just fine, Andy. Don't you worry about it. No. No, it ain't, Marshall. Doc! Doc, come in here, will you? Well, I'm sorry, Matt. He's dead, Matt. Different tune now, huh? Tell me what happened, Kite. You're clear. I always knew I was. You should have believed me from the start, Marshall. That's all right. I don't hold no grudges. Hey, when do I get my reward money? I telegraphed Laramie a few minutes ago. You did? Good. How long do you think it'll take, Marshall? I wouldn't wait around for it, Kite. What do you mean? Andy's dead. Well, what difference does that make? I put it in the telegram. I told him Andy was dead. And that I killed him. You what? Of course I won't collect the reward. As a U.S. Marshall, I don't get cut in on reward money. Oh, no. You're fooling me, Marshall. You didn't tell him that. I think they'll take my word against yours, Kite. And besides, Chester witnessed it. Didn't you, Chester? Yes, sir. I've seen the whole thing. You can't do this to me. You're stealing my money. That's what you're doing. You're being a thief. Get out of dodge, Kite. Get out of dodge while you can. No, no, no. He ain't done nothing. Open the door. This ain't fair, Marshall. You can't do it. Get out before I kill you. I'm sorry to hear about Andy. Did you really telegraph all that stuff to Laramie? I did. That's true enough. I feel like I had killed him. Oh, no, sir. And what's worse, Chester, because of me, he couldn't even die fighting. I hope I have better luck when my time comes. And now our star, William Conrad. Thank you, George. You filter tip smokers. When you change to L and M filters, the first thing you'll notice is how mild they are, how easy they draw. Yes, L and M's pure white miracle tip lets you enjoy all the taste. No filter compares with it for quality or effectiveness. Try L and M's right now. They're great. Gun smoke, produced and directed by Norman McDonald, stars William Conrad as Matt Dillon, U.S. Marshall. Our story was specially written for Gun Smoke by John Meston, with music composed and conducted by Rex Corey. Sound patterns by Tom Handley and Ray Kemper. Featured in the cast were Sam Edwards, Joe Duvall, John Daener and Vic Perrin. Harley Bear is Chester, Howard McNeer is Doc, and Georgia Ellis is Kitty. Smoking with a smile with Chester Field. Smiling all the while with Chester Field. Put a smile in your smoking, just give them a try. Light up a Chester Field. They satisfy. Put a smile in your smoking by Chester Field. So smooth, so satisfying. Chester Field. You'll also enjoy Chester Field's great radio shows. Harry Cuomo sings all the top tunes on CBS Radio every Monday, Wednesday and Friday. Jack Webb stars in Dragnet on Tuesday nights. Check your local listing. Remember, listen again next week for another transcribed story of the western frontier when Marshall Matt Dillon, Chester Proudfoot, Doc and Kitty, together with all the other hard-living citizens of Dodge, will be with you once more. It's America growing west in the 1870s. It's drama. It's Gun Smoke, brought to you by L&M Filters.