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You ever hear me talk about Live Oak County? South Texas, sure I have. According to you, it's a hideout for bandits. Yes, it is. And they've got a saying down there that if the law ever did catch any of them, there ain't enough good men around to act as a jury to try the bad ones. Well, that's very interesting, Chester, but you're a long way from Live Oak County now. Well, part of it's moved up here. What? A's are led better. He's in dodge. A's are led better? Is he an odd law? No, sir. But I've seen him at the long branch, and there's only one thing he's here for, Mr. Dillon. Well, what? To kill me. All right, Chester, are you gonna tell me why A's are led better is here to kill you? Yeah, don't matter why, Mr. Dillon. Okay. I'm gonna go in there and talk to him. I'd assume you didn't. I don't like people getting killed in dodge, Chester. Keepin' you. Now you wait here, huh? Hello? Say, you're the marshal. Your name, A's are led better? How'd you know that? Chester told me. Chester? Yeah, Chester Proudfoot. Well, okay, marshal, you got my name right, but I don't recall his. What? I never heard no Chester Proudfoot. Glad to meet you, though. Buy a drink. Oh, thank you. Say, there was a fella in here a while ago, I remember, because he was staring at me so hard. He heard me say my name, too. I was talking to Cowboy about finding work around here. Where are you from, led better? Texas. What part? Amarillo. Ever been in South Texas? No, never have. Marshal, what's this all about? Chester thinks that you came here to kill him. Now, just look here, marshal. I don't know this Chester fella. Never even heard of him. I don't go around murdering people. I hope that's true, led better. Of course it is. And I don't like nobody dragging down my good name, marshal. Nobody is. So long. You just asked anybody from Amarillo about me, marshal. They can tell you. Chester. I feel like a darn fool standing out here. Are you sure you haven't got Ace a led better mixed up with somebody else? Not hardly. He claims he never heard of you. He's been looking for me for years. Why? It doesn't matter why, Mr. Dillon. If I'm dead, all that matters is I'm dead. Why don't you take a few days off? Go fishing or something. You don't believe me, do you? I didn't say that, Chester. Well, you'll be sorry, Mr. Dillon. You'll be real, sorry. That whistling man Bobby Haggard really started something. Tonight, the Calypso boys join in. Ready, amigos? Paxmore pleasure. Paxmore pleasure. Chesterfield packs more pleasure because Chesterfield's more perfectly packed. It stands to reason the cigarette made better and packed better, smokes better, tastes better, and Chesterfield is more perfectly packed by Accuray. This electronic miracle removes human error in cigarette manufacture. So Accuray Chesterfield is firm and pleasing to the lips, mild yet deeply satisfying. Yes, Chesterfield gives you something no other cigarette can give you. Chesterfield packs more pleasure because Chesterfield's more perfectly packed. To the touch, to the taste, Chesterfield packs more pleasure because it's more perfectly packed by Chesterfield, mild, yet they satisfy the most. Well, Kitty, that was a real good dinner. And thank you. Thank me. Well, I thought you were paying for it. You're the one who needs a vacation, not Chester. Oh, but you're a rich woman, Kitty. Let's talk about Chester. Does he really think Ace will let betters after him? Hell, that's what he says. It's not like Chester to make up a thing like that. No, no, no. You stay here. No, I'm glad with you. It's a couple of broken cowboys. You going after them? Kitty, go on. It's Chester, Matt, down there by the alley. Come on. No, but it's on, like he's been hurt. Yeah. He shot me, Mr. Jones. He shot me. One of those cowboys? No, Ace will let better. What? I've seen them cussing cowboys coming, so I ducked in the alley here and let better was down at the end of it, just waiting for me. I think he just hired them fellas to set up a commotion so she could get a shot at him. Here, let me see that arm. The bullet went right in. Here, Mr. Jones. It didn't break nothing. Ah, Chester, you've been hurt worse than us a dozen times. Now, look, if you ducked in the alley, you were probably facing the street, weren't you? Yes, I was. All right, then, let better wouldn't have been behind you. The bullet entered from in front. It was him, I tell you. Or the wild bullet from those cowboys. Well, I think you're worrying yourself into seeing things. I'm going up to Doc's, if I can make it. Now, wait a minute, Chester. Where's let better see him? Well, he told me the dodge house, Matt. All right, I'll go talk to him. Sure, you go talk to him. How many times do I have to be shot around here before anybody bleeds me? How long have you been in your room here? Been taking a nap, Marshal. Lookin' till him drunks out there woke me up. Now, Chester says you tried to shoot him a few minutes ago. He's... Now, Marshal, I'm gettin' sick and tired of this Chester. What's he tryin' to do, anyway? He's pretty certain about it. Bound him, determined to get me into trouble? I'd dog gone if I know why. There must be some reason. Well, sure, if there is, I don't know it. I'll be glad when I find me a job and get shut in this town. Never did hear nothin' good about dodge, anyway. We'd try to keep it peaceful. Like you say, probably ain't enough good men left to act as jury to try the bad ones. Huh? Now, just where do they say that? Well, I don't know. You heard it before, ain't ya? Yeah, I've heard it before. So, sayin' down in South Texas in Live Oak County. Well, that may be, Marshal. And I heard it in Amarillo, and I ain't that possible. Yeah, I guess it is. Marshal, listen here. If I come here to kill a man, what'd I be waitin' around for? A change of weather? It don't make sense, does it? No. No, it doesn't make sense. Any part of it. How does it look, Doc? It was just a scratch, man. A scratch? I suppose if I come in here scalped, you'd say the barber'd just give me too tight a haircut. Ah, just a brave, brave boy. There we are. In a week, you'll never know you've got a hit. Well, it's a mercy it wasn't my gun arm. Chester, I told ya, Aisa Ledbetter was in his room the whole time. You mean he told you? I asked the desk clerk on the way out. Then he was lyin' too. Chester, how long since you've had a good night's sleep? Now, Doc, don't you start that. Well, you admit you didn't actually see Ledbetter in that alley, but next time you'll see him all right, won't you? Yeah, whether he's there or not. Have you finished doctrine, my woman? Oh, now wait a minute, gettin' mad won't help me. Well, where ya goin'? Who cares where? He'll get over it, Doc. Yeah, I hope so. The only thing I can figure is that he's got this Ledbetter mixed up with somebody else. Yeah. But it'd certainly help if he'd say why he thinks he's after him. Because of... Matt? Yeah, what is it? Come over here to the window. What's goin' on? Look, down there in the street. That's Aisa Ledbetter. And Chester's standin' there about to shoot him. I'd better hurry, Doc. I'm not in fire, do you? Then why don't you do somethin' about it? Yes, sir. You stay out of this, Mr. Dillon. I don't like gunfightin', no matter who starts it. I didn't start it. He come here to shoot me. Marshall, he is crazy. He oughta be locked up. Sure, I'm crazy. I should've called y'all before. Now, you gonna fight or not? No, I ain't gonna fight. You scared? I've got no quarrel with you. Are you scared? Maybe I'm alone, Chester. Then tell me what this is all about. No. Now, Chester, why don't you just go off and get drunk or somethin'? I don't think so. Chester. Now will you draw? Now will you? Oh, Marshall, I ain't gonna take much more of him. I said, are you gonna draw? All right, Chester, that's enough. Now you come with me. You're a dirty colleague. You come with me, I said. You're with him, ain't it? You and Doc and everybody. Maybe you are crazy, Chester. Sure. Oh, sure. Now, where are you going? I'm gonna get me a drink alone. Say, where are you listening to Gunsmoke? In your car? Getting ready for dinner? Oh, I see. Just relaxing in your favorite easy chair. Well, I'd say you're in a good spot right now to really enjoy a Chesterfield. You see, Chesterfield packs more pleasure because it's more perfectly packed. It stands to reason. A cigarette made better and packed better, smokes better, tastes better. And Chesterfield is more perfectly packed by Accure. This electronic miracle removes human error in cigarette manufacture. So Accure Chesterfield is firm and pleasing to the lips, mild, yet deeply satisfying. Yes, Chesterfield gives you something no other cigarette can give you. Chesterfield packs more pleasure because Chesterfield's more perfectly packed. To the touch, to the taste, Chesterfield packs more pleasure because it's more perfectly packed by Chesterfield, mild, yet they satisfy the most. Is that you, Doug? Oh, man. Why, it's three o'clock in the morning, man. You been on the call? Well, I haven't been romancing the ladies. Is Chesterfield asleep? Yeah, he's asleep, but not in the office. Why not? Where is he? I locked him in a cell out back. What? He got drunk, Doug. By sundown he was as drunk as I ever saw him. Well, maybe he needed his mad. Maybe he would bring him out of all this. Well, something's got to. Yes, it does. Well, I'm going to go to bed, man. You better go, too. Yeah, I am, Doug. I think I'll use Chester's bed in the office tonight. Well, I'll see you tomorrow. Yeah, good night, Doug. Oh, Chester, this used to shock, Doug. Now, get off that bed and get over to the window. I'm down here to light the lamp now. But you just stand steady. They shot guns right across my knees. Now, Chester, you and me, we're good. Marshall? What you doing here? I was trying to get some sleep. Well, you don't sleep here. That's Chester's bed, all right. Where is he? He's around somewhere. Where you going? Marshall, stand still. I mean it. I thought I was just going to close the back door here if you left it open. I want it open. All right. I'll open it wide. Here, Marshall, no call. Where's Chester at? I don't know where he is. Well, that better. You're lying. Yeah, I'm lying. You got drunk this afternoon. You brought him over here. I thought you put him to bed, but since you didn't think but one place he'd be up there in a cell behind you. You walk right past him on your way in, let by. Get out of that doorway, Marshall. No. I'll shoot you if you don't. You'll shoot Chester if I do. Now move, I say. I can't oblige you, let by. I'll kill you, Marshall. Don't shoot again, Chester. You hit him in the head with the first shot, Chester. You were lucky. I heard you kicked that door. It woke me up. So I wonder anything could wake you up tonight? Well, I don't feel so good, but I ain't drunk no more. You got me locked in here. Yeah, I thought of that, but I forgot to take your gun away from you. I was mighty careless of you, Mr. Dillon. Well, it doesn't matter now. You knew I had it. You were going to let him shoot at you so as it'd wake me up and I'd have a chance at him. I guess I was kindly wrong about you being again me. You know, it might have helped things if you had told me why and a lot better was after you, Chester. I just couldn't, Mr. Dillon. Now, why? It had to do with a lady. She's dead now, but I didn't want nobody talking about her. Say in her name, nobody. Can you understand that? It'll be daylight soon, Chester. Let's go brew up some coffee, huh? Thank you, Mr. Dillon. Thank you. Ask your dealer for Chester Fields. Buy the carton. You know, the early frontier years were lusty and brawling, and men happily fought each other as a matter of course. But next week, it's the man who refuses to fight. That causes all the trouble. 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 Mastin, with music composed and conducted by Rex Corey. Sound Patterns by Tom Hanley and Bill James. Featured in the cast was Lauren Stobkin as Aisa Ledbetter, Harley Bear as Chester, Howard McNeer as Doc, and Georgia Ellis as Kitty. Live modern. Smoke L&M. Live modern. Change to L&M. Yes, have an L&M. No other cigarette you can buy, plane or filter, gives you the full, exciting flavor you get through the pure white L&M miracle tip. Through the modern miracle tip, L&M tastes richer. Smokes cleaner. Draws easier. So light up. Free up. 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