 Around Dodge City and in the territory on West, there's just one way to handle the killers of the spoilers, and that's with a U.S. Marshal and the smell of guns smoke. William Conrad, the story of the violence that moved West for young America, and the story of a man who moved with it. I'm that man, Matt Dillon, United States Marshal. The first man they look for and the last they want to meet. It's a chance, a job that makes a man watchful and a little lonely. Maybe you're about to hit the jackpot. Maybe you're on the point of inheriting half a million or finding oil. Chances are, though, that none of these lovely things will happen. Chances are, if you want a bonanza in the future, you'll have to save it up. Now there are a number of ways to do that. Some people stuff their mattresses, bash their cash behind a loose brick in the fireplace, or slip it under a floorboard. None of these methods make sense because money so stored isn't making a cent for you. Not only that, it may get lost or stolen. Wouldn't you rather your savings made more money for you? Wouldn't you rather have them theft-proof, lost-proof in every way? Of course you would. And you can, the United States Savings Bond way. Through the payroll savings plan where you work, or the bond-a-month plan where you bank, $3 will get you for un-maturity every time. Nice thing of all, it's literally impossible to lose your money. If baby shreds your bonds into confetti and drops them out the window, you can recover your cash-plus interest in the United States Savings Bond. I just don't understand why you couldn't sleep, Mr. Jones. Unless you had the colic or something. I feel fine, Chaucer. I just got a few things to take care of at the bank, that's all. But the bank's open all day. Yeah, it's the early bird that catches the worm, I say. Well, my mommy used to tell us that one about being healthy, wealthy, and wise. She used to route us out of bed every morning at the daylight. I don't count of. That's a good saying, too. I don't know what to become of my brother, but I sure ain't living in a very big house. Yeah, maybe you ought to come in here more often. I've got no business with the bank, Mr. Jones. Good morning, Mr. Hogg. Good morning, Chaucer. Good morning, Marshal Diller. Morning, Mr. Hogg. I'll be over there in a minute, as I straighten this stuff out here. Good morning, Marshal. Oh, good morning, Mr. Papp. Are you taking money out, Marshal, or putting it in? Neither, Mr. Papp. This is a government business. Cassia, I haven't a minute to lose. Certainly, sir. What can I do for you? I want a loan of money. I'll meet you in a minute. You say? Yeah. Papp is pretty excited, ain't he? Oh. Do what we can, sir. First of all, how much do you want? $20,000. $20,000? Uh, Mr. Papp. Right away. Excuse me, Marshal. Gentlemen, this is our president. You'll have to talk with him. I heard you say $20,000, gentlemen. Now, that's a lot of money. What do you have for collateral? My collateral is right here in his envelope. You may look at it, but don't reveal it to these other gentlemen. These are playing cards. Don't name them. I'm afraid I don't understand. Look, I've been in the poker game at the Lady Gay all night. And right now, there's about $40,000 in that pot. There's some good hands out, and I've put every cent I have into it already. Now they give me just 20 minutes to come up with more money. Well, I certainly wish you luck, sir, but I never heard. You've seen my hand in that envelope. You can lend me the money on that. Surely you don't expect the bank to enter a gambling game. These gentlemen are also in the game. They came along to see that those cards aren't changed. And the other men are watching the table in the back room at the Lady Gay. It's all fair and square, I assure you. Well, gentlemen... I'll gladly pay you 10% interest, Mr. Papp. You've only got five minutes left, hook. Come along, gentlemen. We'll step into my office. Marshall, I'd like to see you before you go. Yeah, sure. Now, that's about the craziest thing I ever did here. Well, I must have a pretty good hand. No, but you don't think Mr. Papp's going to lend him no $20,000 on it? I doubt it, Justin. There. Let's take care of this stuff, huh? Government business, Mr. Hogg, you know what to do with it. Certainly, Marshall. Well, let's see here. Marshall! Marshall! I want you to come with me. What? These gentlemen, there's a poker game. I've got the money here. I think you'd better come along just to be safe. You mean you gave him his $20,000? Yes, of course. Come over here, Marshall, I'll tell you. That man hook there has four aces and a ten in his hand. It's a sure thing. Why, the bank stands to make $2,000 on this loan, and it won't take but a few minutes. You run the bank, Mr. Papp, but are you sure that you ought to take a gamble with other people's money this way? But I can't lose it. There's no chance in the million. I want you to protect this money until I get it back here. All right, I'll see nobody takes it as a point of a gun if you think that'll help. Yeah, come along then. Hook's only got a few minutes to get back in the game. Mr. Shin Wez has my money. I'm calling. You must have a pretty good hand hook, all the trouble you've been to. You'll see it. What do you got? All blue, five little hearts. They're no good. Four aces. Well, look at my hearts. They read two, three, four, five, and six. Straight flush. Your aces lose, Hook. Four aces. How could he have a straight flush? I got it dealt right out of the deck, Hook. Right out of the deck. Nice part, huh? Adding up? He won. Mr. Pap, I don't know what to say. $20,000 just like that. $20,000 and it's not even my money. Mr. Pap, don't you worry. I only borrowed that money. You get it back. You have my word as a Confederate gentleman on that. Hook, hook, hook. I've got to have it back. It's not my money. I have to put it back in the bank. I'd be ruined if people find out about this. You only loaned the money. I lost it. I'll send for it today, sir. Why are my agents? They'll have it on the next train that leaves St. Louis. No, Hook. No, I don't think that'll happen. My word is a gentleman, sir. But you must be patient. I shouldn't have done it. I had no right to do it. Chester, go tell Doc. I want to see him, huh? All right, sir. Listen to me, all of you. I don't want a word said about this to anybody. The bank is important to Dodge. And this could ruin it. Do you all understand? All right, then see to it that there'll be trouble for all of you. I could have listened to you. I'm ruined now. Maybe Hook's got money. I don't know. But if not, we'll figure something out. People will give you time. Oh, no. No, they won't. As soon as they hear about this, there won't be any bank. They won't trust it anymore. They have to. The only bank there is. What do my wife think? My children, I can't face it, Marshall. I just can't face it. You go back to the bank and tell the cashier to keep his mouth shut about this. You've got to give it time. Sure. Sure, Marshall. I'll go. I'll go. Marshall? I mean, sorry for that man, but he has no reason to worry. I'll send for the money once. Yeah, you do that. I'll send for the money. Now, what are your names, gentlemen? My name's Sheenways, Marshall. I'm sorry for that banker, but it's nothing to do with me. I won this money fair, and I'm keeping it. Certainly, of course you are. Who are you, mister? Gordon. And I agree with Sheenways. Gambling money's fair money. Nobody's arguing about that. Just remember what I said. Don't talk about this. Oh, Matt, there you are. The trust has said you wanted me. What's happened? I didn't hear any shooting. Everything's all right, Doug. Oh, oh. Hey, you look familiar. Don't I know you? I haven't had the pleasure, sir. Oh, maybe not. No, I guess not. It's my mistake. Never mind them, Doug. Come on with me. Doug, I want you to go over to the bank. Mr. Papp is pretty upset. See what you can do for him. Give him a bromide or something. Oh, sure, yes. What's wrong with it, anyway? He just lost $20,000 in a poker game. He what? He wasn't playing. He lent the money on the strength of what looked like a good hand. That man, Hook, came into the bank for it with the other two. Oh, he brought his cards along and raised the loan that way. What? How did you know? Well, I heard of that once, man, down in New Orleans. Years ago. Well, what happened? Well, the same thing. Finally got the money and lost it. That's all. You mean it was fixed between him and the others? Oh, sure. Oh, it was fixed on. How did they find out? Well, the fellow that borrowed the money got drunk and talked. They put him in jail, but the others got away, please. Doc, that gray-haired man you thought you recognized, the name's Hook. Are you sure that you never saw him before? Oh, a lot of people look familiar at first glance, Matt. You know how it is. In New Orleans, you didn't know the men who pulled the trick on the bank, did you? Well, now, people said that they'd come down on the riverboat. I was doctor on the Tennessee Bell, then. But I never met them, not to my knowledge, anyway. Do you recall hearing their names? Well, it was a long time ago, Matt. Look, Doc, those three back there may have pulled the same thing just now. Hook looked familiar to you. Now, maybe he remembers you, too. Well, did you say that he'd never met me, Matt? Yeah, but he could be lying. Well, sure, but I can't place him. Probably never saw him before. All right, go see what you can do for poor old Pappy's in a bad shape. Sure, Matt. Speed laws and other regulations as restrictive? Well, that could be more infantile than believing one can prove his superiority by ignoring a stoplight. Unfortunately, too many drivers on the road subscribe to that kind of emotional outlook. The result is tragic. Almost 85% of all traffic accidents in America are caused by careless, childish driving. We hope sincerely that your attitudes are adult. We hope you know our traffic laws and the people who enforce them are there to help save your life. Hello, Matt. Kitty. Uh, you know, Mr. Hook, this is Marshall Villain. We met earlier. Yes, indeed. I could be to come with me, Hook. What for? Just do it, huh? Whatever you say, Marshall. I'll be back, Miss Kitty. Yeah, sure. All right, Mr. Varden, Mr. Shaneways, you're coming with me. What? What? Now, is this an arrest? Now, what would I be arresting you for, Shaneways? Nothing. You got no reason. That's right. All right, come on. Let's go. Mom, these men want their pictures taken. Now, wait a minute, Mark. Can you do it right away, Mom? Yeah, I certainly can, Marshall. And gentlemen, you'll be the very first to stand before my new drop, the ancient temples of Greece. It'll lend you dignity and power. What's the idea, this Marshall? A lumb here is going to take your pictures, that's all. Front and side views both, a lumb. Certainly, Marshall, certainly. And if you gentlemen leave Dodge, any one of you, it will make it a lot easier for the law to find you and bring you back wherever you go. This is outrageous. I'm not going to stand. Now, wait, Varden, I agree that Marshall's being a little high-handed, but after all, he must protect himself and his job. But since we've done nothing wrong, we have nothing to fear. Sure, hooks right, Varden. I'll go first. Are you ready, Mr. Lumb? Right this way, sir. Lumb? Oh, yes, sir. Bring the pictures over to the office when they're finished, huh? Yes, sir, Marshall. Good photo for Mr. Lumb. Hell, it's not bad. Lock them up in the safe, would it? Yes, sir. Do you reckon this will keep them in Dodge? No, not if they really get scared and won't. That guilty all right, ain't it, Mr. Lumb? I can't prove a thing, trust you, one way or the other. Oh, hello, Doc. Well, what's the matter? I'm out. Bad news. What is it, Doc? Mrs. Papp sent for me here a while ago. I just came from there. Yeah? Matt, he killed himself. Suicide. What? Papp? An hour ago. Oh, that poor man. Mrs. Papp taking it. Well, not a tear so far, but I suppose you'll break down later. A neighbor woman's there with her. Does she know why he did it? Yes, he told her all about it. And then he went out and shot himself. There's no stopping it now. The story will be all over town in no time. Well, what are you going to do now, Matt? I don't know, Doc. I just don't know. Drink, Kitty. Oh, gosh, I'd like it, Matt, but I said I'd join Herk over at the table. I'd like to talk to him, too. I'll just sit with you for a few minutes. Fine with me. I don't know about him, though. I think he'll object. I just got time for a smoke hook. I didn't think you'd mind. Well, I know you're quite welcome, Marshal. Buy you a drink? No, thanks. I want you to know I sent for that money today, Marshal, just as I promised. I'm afraid you're a little late. Late? Mr. Papp shot himself. He did. You mean Mr. Papp the bank? Yeah. Why, Matt? Maybe Hook will explain it, Kitty. Now, Marshal, you can't hold me responsible in any way at all. I didn't say I could, Herk. You seem kind of nervous about it. Well, naturally I'm upset after all the man did me a great favor. I don't know. Sure, sure. Tell me something, Herk. When were you in New Orleans last? New Orleans? Why do you ask that, Marshal? I'm just curious. I've never been in New Orleans. Does that answer your question? That's good enough. Goodbye, Kitty. I'll drop by later. Sure, Matt. And Hook, it still goes about not leaving town. I like it here, Marshal. Yeah, you should. Del Monaco's Lady Gay ever worked. It's the last place to hit. What is it, Chester? Here. Just you read this. Marshal, we're taking Doc along. If you follow us, we'll kill him. Where'd you get this, Chester? He was under the door when I opened up this morning. I run up to Doc's right away and sure enough, he's gone. Come on. Now, you go check the depot on the stage line. I'll go to the delivery center. I'll meet you back in the office. What can I do for you? I want to know if you rented out any horses last night. Oh, sure. Phew. What? Did you rent four to anybody? Four in a bunch? Oh, yeah, sure did. They'd be back today, so they'd say it. Those sons. Oh, they're strangers to me. They made me in pants so they'd be in horns. What time was this, Marshal? Oh, it was late. Yeah, way after midnight was it. Why, something wrong? Tell me, Marshal, what did they look like? Well, one was an old fella, you know, gray hair. He didn't give his name, though. I don't think I got much of a look at the other fella. Do you have any idea which trail they took out of town? No, don't. But one of them said something about St. Louis. That's not much help, is it? That might be. Thanks, Marshal. Oh, one thing, Marshal, if you're riding after them, those horses they got are just cold feet. I didn't figure they could handle anything better than that. This is Dennis James with a longtime favorite. I don't know, over the years, is Kellogg's All Brand. Since 1919, America's favorite natural laxative cereal. Kellogg's All Brand is the safe, gentle way to overcome irregularity caused by lack of bulk in your diet. It tastes good, too, and it never gets mushy and milked. There's only one All Brand, Kellogg's All Brand. So relieve constipation the way millions do with Kellogg's All Brand. A, double L, hyphen, B-R-A-N. Yes, you're so right to stay regular with Kellogg's All Brand. Try it, okay? Nothing to do but take a chance and ride east. Luck was with us, though, and within an hour we cut their trail. Four horses leave a pretty fair track and we follow it, right and hard. By dusk, we could tell by the sign that we'd nearly caught up with them. And soon after dark, we spotted their fire. These were gentlemen, maybe, but they were mighty poor hands on the prairie. We left our horses and went ahead on foot. Are you going to shoot it out with us, John? No, we can't chance it, just because they'd kill dark. Hold up a minute. Yeah, that's their horses just ahead. Are you sure it's taken them a good piece from camp? Yeah. They're mighty green at this game. I think we can steal their horses without any trouble at all. Just leave my foot, huh? Yeah. Now look, Chester, when we get those horses, I want you to pick up ours and take the whole bunch out of sight. I'm going to crawl into that tall grass just to the left of the fire there and hide until morning. Mr. Dillon, why can't I go with you? Every time we get in trouble, you'll all send me off somewhere. We won't be able to do everything alone. Chester, what do you do, as I tell you? Yes, sir. Now you just wait until you hear gunfire and then you ride in fast. And bring all the horses. All right. Good luck. I was half-burrowed into the ground and covered by blue-stem grass no more than 30 feet from their camp. I could hear their talk all right, but I couldn't see them unless they were on their feet. Shanways had already gone out after the horses, and pretty soon he was back. It's their ropes. That's why they relaxed one of them. Who are we going to do now? You and Shanways will go after them, that's what. I'll stay here and guard Doc. But hurry up, we've got to get moving. Come on, Martin. We'll never find him. You can have his country, Doc. I don't know why you ever left that solid berth you had on a Tennessee bell. Well, I didn't have to leave it. That's more than you can say about New Orleans. Any more of that talk, you'll get your throat sliced like a fat showed, Doc. Spoken like a true gentleman, a hook. Or whatever your name is. Doc, if you hadn't talked so much in the first place, you wouldn't be where you are now. Oh, you're a fool, Doc. I might have seen you somewhere, but I sure couldn't connect you with that New Orleans business. Anyway, you've given yourself away now. How? Don't you know there wasn't a thing the law could do until you ran? Well, you'll be caught sure now. Then why don't you untie my hands and I can't eat this way? You manage. I let Dark and Hook wrangle on until I figured the other two minutes worked about a half a mile from camp, and then I waited until Hook had his back to me. I stood up, slowly moved, quietly forward. Doc saw me, almost spoiled a game, but he caught himself in time and then started another argument with Hook. I was about 15 feet away when Doc suddenly kicked the coffee pot off the fire and all over Hook's leg. All right, don't move, Hook. Marshall. Here, I'll take your gun. Come on. Easy now, Marshall. Don't shoot. Now get Doc's hands untied and be quick about it. Yes. Grab that off, I should take it easy. Ah, that feels bad. Hook, if I weren't a professional man, I'd punch you right in the eye. Never mind, Doc. Here, put his gun on your belt. Yes, I'm just mad enough I'd like to have an excuse to use. Sir, what are you... Well, you'll have them back here in no time. Or have they got the money, Doc? Well, get that saddle bag over there. All right. You got the yellow one? Get it, will you? All right, get on that horse, Doc. You too, Hook. Quick now. There they come. See them, Mr. Dylan? Yeah, I see them. They're shooting at us. They can't hit us from there. Come on, let's ride. We've got you, Doc. We've got Hook and we've got the money. They'll die out there, Marshall. None of us knows how to live on this prairie. Maybe they'll learn. It's a good way. Put your murder in those men. They'll be all right for a few days, Hook. We'll all meet in prison. All right, ease up. We've left them. What are you going to do about them? They're full of fight right now. That's all. I want to cap to kill them to take them. In a few days, they'll be so hungry and scared we can walk right up to them. Nobody will get hurt that way. Neither them nor us. Mr. Dylan? Yeah, what is it, Chester? Mr. Dylan, later in a couple of days, let me come back and bring them in. It's just me this time. Ah, Chester, I... Please. Okay, Chester, you can do it. Alone. Right a little faster there. We ain't got all day. Got a light, buddy? It'll cost you only 70 million dollars. Americans have some 180,000 lights at the wrong time and place each year. Each one flares into a torch, crossing the country miles of magnificent forests. That means millions of board feet of valuable timber burned. Wildlife, fish, game birds, cruelly destroyed. Soil erosion started. Watershed crippled. Crippling in turn, communities and industries that depend on them for pure water, power and life. Homes are leveled, lives are lost. A waste? The word is hardly adequate. And to think nine out of ten of these fires are caused by human carelessness. Resolve that your carelessness won't fire the forest this year. Crush out cigarettes. Break matches in two after using them. Ground campfires, stir the ashes, then douse them again for good luck. It'll be your good luck as an American. If we can cut down the forest wire toll this year. Gun smoke. Produced and directed in Hollywood by Norman McDonald, stars William Conrad as Matt Dillon, U.S. Marshal. Hollywood specially written for gun smoke by John McMuffin. Featured in the cast were Harry Bartell, Ralph Moody, Dexter Patrick, Vic Tarran and Jack Moyle. Harley there is Dexter Howard McNeer. His boss in Georgia Ellis is getting. This is George Walsh inviting you to join us again next week when CBS Radio presents another story on gun smoke.