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But you pick up that money now. You've had enough to drink for one night. Oh, a couple beers. Save it for breakfast, Billy. You'll be glad I made you. Now you ain't treating me like a man, Miss Kitty. There's no reason why she should, kid. Kitty, huh? You won't have no trouble treating me like a man, Kitty. Beat it, stranger. What are you horning in here for? Going home to bed, kid. Let's you and me sit down somewhere, Kitty. Talk it over a little. You wouldn't feel at home, stranger. Huh? There's no hog waller for you to sit in around here. People don't talk to Joe Delk like that. Then Joe Delk had better go back to wherever it is he's got people afraid of him. Not here, mister. Not in Dodge. Don't be afraid of me in Dodge. You just don't know I'm here yet. Well, why don't you go let him know and leave us alone? She's asking you, mister. I'm telling him. You hurt her. I'll take care of you in a minute, Kitty. Soon as I get this little blow fly off my neck, eh, is this your money, kid? You leave that alone. Go on. Go pick it up before you get into real trouble. I'll kill you for that. No, Billy, he's a gunman. Can't you tell? I don't care what he is. You killed him. He was only a kid. I wouldn't care if he was a grown man. He didn't have a chance against a professional like you. Nobody I've ever met has. But now people begin to know Joe Delks in town. I never heard of Joe Delks. Maybe not, mister, but you've seen what he can do. I didn't see it. Matt, that poor kid. I don't even know his last name. What happened, Kitty? I'll tell you what happened, mister. He got the crowd in me. The same as you're doing right now. This is Marshall Dillon you're talking to. Oh, Marshall Dillon, eh? Well, I don't mind eating a Marshall now and then. Did he murder the boy, Kitty? No, he didn't, Matt. Kid do first. Must have been easy for you, Delk. Really easy, Marshall. It was kind of fun. Fun? 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Chesterfield packs more pleasure because it's more perfectly packed. By Chesterfield, mild. Yet they satisfy the most. Delk out of his cage. He ain't none too surprised this morning. What do you expect me to do, you holding a shotgun on me? How you feeling, Delk? Not sad of your pride being hurt, I mean. You know, I think of a man who fights with his hands more sure. I don't care what you think about anything. He's a card. That's what he is. I took you by surprise, didn't I? Of course it did. And I hurt you too, didn't I, Delk? Hurt you pretty bad. You wouldn't want to go through that again, would you? No, I wouldn't. Because I'd kick you half to death next time. Now, what are you doing in Dodge, anyway? Coming on the Santa Fe... I said, what are you doing here? What Marshall, just because I had to shoot a man in self-defense? Boy, he had a gun, didn't he? Against you, he might as well have had a stick. It was still self-defense. Yeah. There's your gun belt. You turned me loose. Put it on. Can't reach you from here with my fists, Delk. Awful chance you took Mr. Jones. I mean, you might have had to shoot him. I was pretty sure he wouldn't draw, Chester. Well, why? The beating I gave him last night. That takes the vinegar out of a man like Delk. Kind of scares him. You mean, that's why he just walked out of here? And it could be one reason. One reason? He's got something in mind. What what? Like finding me when I'm not ready for him. They're putting himself behind a shotgun. They're shooting me in the back. Delk never got hurt that way before. It rattled him some. But he's not through. Not yet. Can I borrow your spoon to stir my coffee, ma'am? Sure, kitty. Here you are. You think this restaurant could afford one spoon to two customers? Well, if they did, they couldn't afford the quality beef they serve. Then I won't complain. I hate to think of eating any lower off one of those animals. You know something, kitty. Before long, some brightfellas gonna get the idea of raising cattle in one small area where they can live peaceful and grow fat and juicy. Sounds like a great idea, ma'am. Why don't you start it? Oh, I got a job. Oh, sure. I forgot. After all, a job with a future like yours. Oh, now, kitty. I can see your gravestone. He didn't die rich, but he sure died stubborn. I like that. I think I'll use it. You won't be there. Maybe you'll take care of it for me, huh? Having dinner with you is real pleasurable, ma'am. Oh, thank you, kitty. Don't mention it. Mr. John. Hello, Miss Kitty. We ain't got time, Miss Kitty. Doc's gonna be waiting outside in a minute. Doc? You want you to go to the Dodge House with him, Mr. John? Oh, what for? To see Joe Delk. Don't tell me somebody's finally shot that ape. No, taint that. He was over the Texas Trail drinking all day, Estie. He sent word to Doc. He's sober now, but he's got the shakes and needs something to fix him up. Wolf poison might help. Why does Doc want me alone, Justin? Maybe he don't trust old Delk. Anyway, he says he won't go see him alone. Well, maybe he's right. I never heard of a gunman fooling up the drinks so much he got the shakes, ma'am. Oh, maybe that's a lie, Kitty. Maybe it ain't even true, Mr. John. Maybe he's got something fancy in mind, like you said. Yeah, maybe. You wait down here, Chester. Yes, sir. What'd the clerk say, ma'am? Ah, top of the stairs and fifth room on the left. Wouldn't surprise me if he's recovered by now. No, what do you mean? It's been two or three hours since he sent for me. I didn't think he had heard him to live with his misery a while. Yeah, after there was anything wrong with him at all. No, I heard he'd been drinking yesterday. Jim Buck said he saw him over there. Man can make a show of drinking and still be sober, Doc. Yeah, if he's got a reason, you mean, right? Yeah. Wait a minute. This is the one. Wait a minute. Listen. No. Somebody's in there with her. No, it's just Doc. No, no. Stay away. Don't hit me. Stay away. Stop. I'll kill you. I'll kill you. Matt, it's locked. It's not out of the way, Doc. No. Don't hit me, Marshall. Don't hit me. He's asleep, Matt. He's dreaming. Hey, Doc. Doc, come on. Wake up. Come on. Marshall, what are you doing here? Who's he? Well, I'm Doc Adams. You're awake now, Doc. You were having a nightmare. Yeah. I was dreaming. Where you been? I spent 40 hours ago. What did you bring to Marshall for? What's the world going on here, Mr. Jones? It's all right, Chester. Doc got a little mixed up. He started saying things. Yeah, he's had dreaming. Man like you can't afford to dream like that, Doc. You can't afford to get as jumpy as you are. Doc, give me something. Give me something to take. Yes, all right. I've got some pills here somewhere. I can just find them now. Yes, but these pills won't do you as much good as about a gallon of coffee well. What are you staring at me for, Marshall? Just taking a last look, Doc. What do you mean? Two hours from now I don't want you anywhere near Dodge. I ain't done nothing. You're all through, Doc. Your gun's no use to you anymore. You're afraid. I had a bad dream. That don't mean nothing. You got two hours, Doc. Go get killed someplace else. I don't want to watch it. You listening to gun smoke in your favorite easy chair or out driving? Oh, there you are in the kitchen. Say, you want to make whatever you're doing more enjoyable? Have a Chesterfield. Enjoy Chesterfield's better taste and mildness. You see, Chesterfield packs more pleasure because it's more perfectly packed. A more perfectly packed cigarette gives you an open, easy draw and blocks all the better taste and mildness of fine tobaccos. And Chesterfield, made by exclusive accu-ray, is more perfectly packed with an even distribution of tobacco from one end of your Chesterfield to the other, firm and pleasing to the lips, mild yet deeply satisfying. Remember, to the touch, to the taste. Chesterfield packs more pleasure because Chesterfield's more perfectly packed. Buy Chesterfield. Mild. Yet they satisfy. The most. You should not even be in here, Mr. Dillon. Oh, why not, Chester? Well, I'm broke. Well, the beer's on me. Oh, well, now, I surely do thank you, Mr. Dillon. I am plum-grateful. I truly am plum-grateful. I only figured on buying you one, Chesterfield. Oh. Mr. Dillon? Yeah, I see it. Ali's still got an hour. Who that fellow he's talking to? Some drifter, I guess. I only committed one. I said I'd buy you a drink. Sorry, stranger. One's all I can take. I did my drinking yesterday. I don't like it much when a man's downright unfriendly. Well, some other time, Mr. Dillon. I could take it. Do you think you're too good to drink with me? I don't have any what I'm saying. I told you why. You'll drink with me? No. No, I can't. All right. You're wearing a gun. No. What are you doing? All right, hold it, Mr. Marshall. Step back, Delk. What are you interfering for? You ever hear of Joe Delk? What's he got to do with this? Joe Delk? No. That couldn't be him. Oh, why not? Delk wouldn't take that kind of talk. He'd have killed me right off. Now, you're just lucky, Mr. You really Joe Delk, mister? I am. Look, I didn't mean nothing. I didn't know. I gotta be going anyway. Well, Delk? Hey. Two hours, Marshall. I said I didn't want to watch you get killed here. You go find yourself a horse. I'll be at my office for 30 minutes then I'm gonna come looking for you. 30 minutes is up, Mr. John. Yeah. You reckon he's left? I hope so, Chester. I feel kindly sorry for him. Do you? It's him. It is. Take it easy, Marshall. I ain't looking for trouble. I... I want to talk to you. All right, Chuck. You seen it? That fellow with the saloon? Yeah, what about him? I backed down, Marshall. I was afraid of him. Don't you understand that? He was no gunman. Of course he wouldn't. There's something wrong with me, Marshall. Ever since that beating you do me. Why did you want to see me about that? You got to help me. Help you? I'm going to take my gun off. I'm through gunfighting, but... you got to protect me. You got to do it, Marshall. I'm sorry, Doc. There's nothing I can do. I'll get killed. There's men all over looking to kill me. You should have thought about that a long time. Let me stay here, Marshall. You tell everybody to leave me alone. I'll die if you don't... Doc, let me ask you something. How many men have you killed in your time? I don't know a lot of them. What difference is there? How many like that boy you shot down the other night? You're against me. You ain't going to help. No, I'm not going to help you. You're a killer, Doc. You're nothing but a murderer. Where? I'll go. Wait a minute, Doc. You ever hear that saying about how a man who lives by the sword dies by the sword? Yeah. I heard that somewhere. Well, that's true, you know. I guess it's going to be true for me. Yeah. You know something, Marshall? What? I can't think of no reason why someday he ain't going to be true for you. In a moment, our star, William Conrad. Chesterfield packs more pleasure because Chesterfield's more perfectly packed. Chesterfield, made by Exclusive Accuray, packs more pleasure because it's more perfectly packed. Unlocks all the pleasure of fine tobacco. Chesterfield packs more pleasure because Chesterfield's more perfectly packed. Firm and pleasing to the lips, Chesterfield, mild, yet they satisfy the most. You know, people on the frontier look down on a buffalo skinner. They're referred to him as a stinker, and they avoided him. But next week, one of these outcasts wins the respect of the whole of Dodge. And that was the West. Good night. Gunsmoke, produced and directed by Norman McDonald, stars William Conrad as Matt Dillon, U.S. Marshall. Our story was specially written for Gunsmoke by John Meston with music composed and conducted by Rex Chlory. 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