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Well, this here book ain't exactly one of them top ones, but it's still mighty valuable, Mr. Dillon. Now, what's it called? Advanced theories in the art of draw poker. Well, you know, there you could stand some improving, Chester. That game last night was any sample. I'll get it back. That's why Doc loaned me this book. Doc loaned you? Chester, Doc lost more in that game than you did. Well, yes, but the card just wasn't with him. But he's got the theories down cold. This book tells you every play there is, Mr. Dillon. Oh, hello, Tassie. Let's come back, Marshal. Oh? Who's come back? Sted. Sted Rudger. I just saw him ride in. I'm afraid, Marshal. He's been away a long time, Tassie. I know, but he won't have changed any. You know the kind he is. In six years, a man can calm down an awful lot. Not Sted. A lot of things have changed since he left. I guess that's true enough. If he finds out about me and Tom, it's going to be trouble. Marshal, can't you arrest him? Arrest him? On what charge he hasn't done anything? But he will, Marshal. Believe me, he will. You've got to keep him and Tom apart. Where's Tom now? Over at the long branch. Marshal, what are you going to do? Look, Tassie, I don't go looking for trouble. Now, Sted can't expect to find everything the same way as he left. But he will, Marshal. I know. Hello, Sted. Good evening, Marshal. Well, hello, Tassie. How are you, Sted? Talk about luck. Come here to ask the Marshal where to find you and right here you are. And prettier than ever. No, Sted. No. Now, what kind of talk is that for a man to hear from you? Marshal, please. Sted, wait a minute. You've been away quite a while, haven't you? Long enough. I'm sorry, Sted. Tassie's married now. Married? That's right. Been almost three years, haven't I, Tassie? Who'd you marry? Tom. My brother, Tom? That's right, Sted. Sneaking rotten snakes. You've got room to call names riding out of town free. Is there a number of words from you? No good double-crossing brother of mine. Sure, he's so no good he's worked himself half to death trying to save the ranch after your father died. Pa's dead, huh? Two years ago. So Tom got the ranch along with my girl. Well, Tom made a clean sweep for herself. Tassie, you'd better run along now. You leave this to me, will you? All right, Marshal. Goodbye, Sted. Tassie, as far as I'm concerned, you're still my girl. I said goodbye, Sted. Please still my girl. Sted, I'm going to give you some advice. You forget about her. You just ride on. I may just do that, Marshal. But not till after I talk to brother Tom. All right, let's get it over with. You'll find him at the long branch. Thanks. And you'll find me right beside you while you talk. No call for that? I just aimed to tell him something. No, tell him what? Tell him I'm going to kill him. Free yourself of old-fashioned ideas. Why don't you live, mother? Free up, freshen up your taste. Smoke an L&M. Today, all over the country, more people are changing to L&M than to any other cigarette. And it's all because only L&M gives you full, exciting flavor through the pure white miracle tip. L&M draws these tastes richer. Smokes cleaner. So free up, freshen up your taste. Live modern, change to L&M. Make today your big red letter day and start to live the modern way. Live, live, live modern. It's America's fastest growing cigarette. Some things don't change, Marshal. Yeah, such as this here old long branch. Just a little noisier is all. And your brother's down there at the end of the bar. So unnoticed. Well, now, it's dead blood good. Hello, Miss Kitty. You still look the same. You haven't changed much yourself, Stead. Come on, Marshal, let's go. See you later, Miss Kitty. Yeah, sure. But, Stead, I hope you've got it straight. You go for your gun and you know what'll happen. Just a little family reunion, Marshal. Don't worry about a thing. Good evening, Marshal. I haven't seen you for quite a spell, Stead. I heard you was in town. Tell me, how are you, Tom? Stead, it's good to see you. What you're holding your hand out for? Waiting to rot? What? I just thought we'd shake for old time's sake. It's for old time's sake I'm going to kill you. Now, wait, Stead, if that's a joke or something... You ran into Tassie in my office, Tom. That is a joke. But, Stead, you've got things all wrong. I can explain about things if you just let me. Same way you explained to Tassie, maybe? Look, I didn't mean to do it, Stead. What just happened? You was gone so long. Well, I just fell in love with her, that's all. You're claiming that makes it all right? I thought you'd forget her, Stead, but you've been gone a month. That's how it was with her. In six months she was all over. I'll just bet she was with you helping her. I'm telling you, she'd forgot about you. All right, fine. Then she forgets easy, Tom. So in six months she'll forget about you. Marshall, are you going to stand for this? I can't run him and for talking, Tom. We're going to settle this ourselves, Tom. Just you and me. You're a gunman, Stead, for six years now. I heard about you. I ain't got a chance against you. You should have thought of that before. Wait a minute. Tom, are you in any position to pay him off in cash for his share of the ranch? Reckon, I could borrow it from the bank, but he ain't got no share. Marshall, Paul left the whole thing to me. The whole thing to you? But tomorrow night you won't be worried about the ranch or about Tassie. What do you mean? Just listen to me, Tom. Early tomorrow morning I'll be setting the front porch of the Dodge House. Just waiting for you. And unless you want it to happen right in front of Tassie, you better ride in. If you ain't showed there by sundown, I'll ride out after you. Good night, Marshall. What am I going to do? Looks like it's already been done, Tom. The day you married Tassie. She's the one that counts. She's the only one. That stat doesn't see it that way. Well, he thinks I wronged him, but he won't listen. He never would. But I ain't going to let it hurt her, no matter what it takes. Be yourself of old-fashioned ideas. Why don't you live modern? Free up. Freshen up your taste. Smoke an L&M. Why are more people changing to L&M than to any other cigarette? Because only L&M lets you enjoy full, exciting flavor through the pure white miracle tip. L&M draws easy. Tastes richer. Smokes cleaner. So free up. Freshen up your taste. Get full, exciting flavor. Live modern. Make your day your big red letter day and start to live the modern way. Live, live, live modern. It's America's fastest growing cigarette. I'll tell you what, Doc. I'll stay and I'll raise you 50 cents. Well, 50, oh, you will. I'll just go right along with you on that raised map. Well, I was hoping you would, Doc. Sure you will. How many cards do you want? Give me three. I'll raise me 50 cents on nothing but a pair. Well, I'm taking one, man. You ought to read that book I loaned to Chester. Might keep you from pulling such darn full moves. Well, I'll try to get her on before the winter's over, Doc. All right, Doc, here's another dollar at you. Another dollar? Oh, man, are you crazy? One way of finding on, Doc. Three cards, then go right in for a dollar. Yes, you're aiming to bluff, for the fellow who invented bluffing. Is that so? Oh, Doc, if you'll just see me. All right, all right. I'm staying right with you. And I'm upping you 50 cents. Well, yes, if a man wants to throw his money around like a rum-drunk Comanche, I'm always glad to bluff. Oh, come on in, Justin. How's Stead making on him? Well, he's still sitting there on the porch to the dodge house, but he's getting kindly fidgety, Mr. Jones. Yes, sir. I reckon he ain't gonna wait much longer. He's gonna have a part of the sundown. Yeah. Well, I guess we better right out ourselves, Justin. No, no, no. No, you don't, Matt. No, no. Not just when I got you over a barrel. Doc, I got some business to attend. It'll keep until we finish this hand. Do you all bet, Matt? No, no, you'll watch this, Justin. Right out of the book. All right, you raise 50 cents, Doc, and I'll call you. Oh, oh, John, you know, I was hoping you'd raise it some more. You're greedy, Doc. Okay, let him down. It is a pleasure. Yes, I drew to a flush, and I made it. All blue. Oh, my, that pot looks like it's worth about $5. Uh, Doc, uh, wait just a minute. You know that pair I held? Well, they were aces, and I drew three cards. Pair of deuces, and another ace. Well, I declare a full house. Oh, but the book says the odds against you and no... I've read the book, Doc. Let's see, that comes to $5. Thank you, Doc. Guess we better head out, Justin. All right, but Matt, it's against old theory. Yeah, you're probably right, Doc. It was a hunch, that's all. Doc? Doc, I ain't got much time for reading anymore. I'll get that book back to you first thing in the morning. Keep it, Justin. Keep it! Well, pretty soon I'm... Ain't gonna be nothing but a dog on human icicle. He'll show up, Justin. Maybe he won't. He's just too dog-on cold for him to even think about killing. It's not cold when you're carrying the hate any of that stead is, Justin. It's a downright shame. Things being all twisted up this way, it just ain't justice at all. No, but it's a fact. It's a shame. Quiet, Justin. It must be him, all right. Yeah. I'm sure I don't care who hears him. Ali told Tom what he was gonna do. Hold it, Steadford. It's Marshall Dillon. You're covered. You walk up here slow. Oh, it is the Marshall. And still riding herd. Yeah. Tom's not here. The light in the house. Tassie's there. Well, she don't need no protection. Maybe she does, in a way. I'll ask you something, Ted. How do you feel about Tassie? You know how I feel, maybe. But do you love her enough to put her ahead of yourself? It ain't a matter of that the way I look at it. Now, I'm afraid it is, Stead. Marshall, you know you're taking quite a bit onto yourself, ain't you? I'm just trying to stop a killer, instead. I know you could get him to draw on you and claim self-defense, and you'd probably go free. But it won't get you what you want, Stead. It will get me what I want. And if you forget him in six months... She'll never forget him. And neither will you. Oh, Tassie! Wait a minute. What are you doing? I could have told you this, but I figured it was better to get you out here and show you. Is that you, Marshall? Could you come out a minute, Tassie? Stead's here. Look, Stead, if you love her, you think it over before you go. I'm trying to kill your brother. Hello, Marshall. Tassie. Stead may be riding on tonight, and I figured that I ought to have a look at his nephew first. Or can you hold a match here, Chester? Yes, sir. Look... We're not careful. Don't wake him up. Nephew? Tassie, you mean you and Tom? He's six months old now. I suppose you'd heard. Yeah, let me... What's his name? Steadman Rutger. Steadman? It's Tom's idea. He wanted to name him for you. It's awful cold for him out here. Oh, yeah. Well, get him back in the house, Tassie. Oh, listen, it's... Like Marshall said, I'm riding on tonight. I just want to see him and say goodbye and good luck, Tassie. If ever you need for anything, you can reach me somehow. Thank you, Stead. Good luck to you. Night, Marshall. Tassie, by the way, Tom will be out later. He accidentally got locked up in jail today. In jail? Well, he'll explain when he gets here. Good night, Tassie. Night, Marshall. All right, you win, Marshall. It's like poker, Stead. You size up your man when you play your hunches. I kind of had a hunch that you really did care for her. Yeah. Well, I ain't getting no younger around here. See you again sometime. Yeah, Stead. Listen, Marshall, you keep an eye on her, will you? 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That's Action Box 20, Radio City Station, New York. This has been a public service message of CBS Radio. And now, William Conrad. On the frontier, everybody wore some sort of a gun unless they were a preacher, a woman, or a coward. Next week, a man who never wore a gun succeeds in killing off his enemies. And that was the West. Gun Smoke, produced and directed by Norman McDonald, starred William Conrad as Matt Dillon, U.S. Marshall. The script was specially written for Gun Smoke by Les Crutchfield with editorial supervision by John Meston. The music was composed and conducted by Rex Corey. Sound patterns by Ray Kemper and Tom Hanley. Featured in the cast were Lillian Baya, Lauren Stubbkin, and Vic Perrin. Harley Bear is Chester, Howard McNeary's Doc, and Georgia Ellis is Kitty. Join us again next week for another story of the Western Frontier when 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 Gun Smoke.