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I'd been gone a couple of weeks, but I'd wired Chester a few days before when to expect me back, and he wasn't surprised when I walked into the office next morning. I figured you'd rode in last night sometime, Mr. Dillon, but I didn't want to bother you. Oh, bother me? Why? Was there trouble last night, Chester? No, sir, but everybody was sort of expecting you. Where was you yesterday, anyway? I mean, where'd you ride from? Bonnie Crick. I camped at Rocky Bend. Oh, Rocky Bend's a good jam. I remember it. I meant to tell you, Mr. Dillon, they hung up a new sign at the Texas Trail across the street there. Come on over here to the window and you can see it. Well, I'll look later, Chester. I'd like to go through my mail now. Yeah, sir. Now, who's that? What? About four men just pulled up in a wagon right on the cunt there. They're getting down. Hey, they're heading this way. I don't believe I know any of them. Well, let them in anyway, aren't you, Chester? Oh, yes, sir. Come in, gentlemen. Come in. Where's Marshall Dillon? He's just sitting right there at his desk, Mr. Marshall? I'm read samples. Hello. These other men here work for me, except him. Huggins come up here. This is Jim Huggins, Marshall. Huggins. Hello, Marshall. There's another man laying in the back of the wagon out there, Marshall. He's been shot. Did you say shot? That's what I said. Oh, then I'd better run upstairs and get Doc Adams. I'll be back, Mr. Dillon. Doc Adams ain't gonna do him any good. No. That man's dead, Marshall. He's been dead since yesterday morning. Who is he? Lou Price. Lou Price. That's right. The same man you ran out of town about a month ago. You were pretty mad at him the way I heard it. Yeah, I was. He tried to put a knife under me. Nobody saw him try? How do you know that? He told me. Lou Price was a sort of partner of mine, Marshall. Oh. Buying up cattle, Marshall, all over Kansas. I mean, lots of them. They had me a big ranch when I'm through, up on Pawnee Creek. Well, that's fine. You were camped on Pawnee Creek the night before last, weren't you, Marshall? Yeah, I was. At Rocky Bend. That's right. Hear that, men? I don't know. The only reason I asked Marshall was that Jim Huggins happened to see you there. Oh, is that so? I don't remember seeing him. Doesn't matter. As long as he saw you. Tell him, Huggins. It was him all right. Poor Lou Price was shot, Marshall, at Rocky Bend. Poor Lou, he never had a chance. He wasn't even armed. Happened yesterday morning. I've seen the whole thing. Huggins, tell us who killed Lou. He did. What? You did, Marshall. You're the man I saw. You shot him. All right, watch your game, samples. I've got no game. My partner was murdered. You had a grudge against him. You just admitted before witnesses you were at Rocky Bend. Jim Huggins has identified you, the man he saw killed Lou. There's good enough evidence for any court of law. You'll hang for it, Marshall. You got it all figured, haven't you? We're going down right now and swear it out legal on paper. And I'm going to send it to the governor. Don't you try to get away, Marshall. We'll run you down, sure. Yeah, I expect you would, samples. Your men look like professional gunmen, except for Huggins there. I never saw Huggins till he run into us yesterday. I don't bear you no grudge, Marshall. I'm only trying to do what's right. Sure. Sure, yeah. All right, let's get going, men. As soon as I get this to the governor, the sooner we'll see justice done. Remember what I said, Marshall. Don't you try to run. What a pair. Why? They're talking about King-sized Chesterfield at the new low price. And Chesterfield regular. They're the quality twins. Either way you like them, you get the same highest quality, the same low nicotine, the same wonderful taste and mildness, or refreshing smoke every time. Yes, the Chesterfield you smoke today is the best cigarette ever made, and it's America's most popular two-way cigarette. So buy a carton today. King-sized Chesterfield at the new low price. Or Chesterfield regular. What a pair they are. They satisfy millions. They're best for you. I'll say one thing for Red Samhose. He had about as good a case against me as I'd ever heard of against any man. And there was nothing I could do about it. But wait and see what happened next. Meantime he spread the word around Dodge. And people began looking at me like I was a white buffalo. I guess it wasn't often they had a U.S. Marshal walking around with a murder charge against him. But finally one night a couple of weeks later something did happen. I was sitting with Kitty watching the crowd at the Texas Trail. I'll set you a drink, Matt. Ah, no thanks, Kitty. You're expecting trouble of some kind, aren't you? Seems to me I got enough trouble already. I know. Matt, I hate to say it, but I think half the people in Dodge believe you're guilty. Ah, sure. And the other half just doesn't care one way or the other. Well, I don't think you are. Don't you? Of course I don't. And why don't we talk about something else? You're edgy. Sure I'm edgy. I'd say that way to keep from falling asleep all the time. I don't get all riled up. I didn't mean anything. I'm sorry, Kitty. I guess this business is getting on my nerves after all. Well, I should think it would. Why don't you go and get good and drunk? Forget the whole thing that way. Kitty, if I ever got drunk I could name you ten men right here in Dodge who'd cut cards for the honor of shooting me down. Mr. Billon. Hello, Miss Kitty. Evening, Chester. Sit down. Thank you. I've been down to the telegraph office, Mr. Billon. Oh, any news? Yes, sir, but you won't like it. Here it is, sir, a telegraph from Washington, D.C. How do you know I won't like it? Well, you see, I was standing there when he was writing it out and I couldn't help watching him work and all that. I don't want to read it, Chester. You tell me what it says, huh? Well, if it's from the War Department then it says they heard from the governor and... Well, you'd better read it, Mr. Billon. No, you're doing fine. Go ahead. You're suspended. You're suspended from U.S. Marshall, Mr. Billon. And to make it legal and formal like this sending somebody to arrest you and take up the Hays City for trial. I don't believe it. Neither do I, Miss Kitty, but that's what it says. It's the only way they see how to clear this up proper. Good evening, Billon. Miss Kitty? Oh, I see. Chester beat me back with the news. What? How do you know about this sample? I'm just as interested in this business as you are, Chester. So I sort of talked the clerk into giving me a copy of that telegram after you'd left. Well, you got no doubt on that. It's okay, Chester. It doesn't matter. Billon, Dodge is going to breathe a lot easier now that you're suspended. You won't be around as Marshall. I'm still around, Samples. But you're not Marshall anymore. You won't be around for long anyway. Tell me something, Samples. Sure. With me out of office, are you going to be breathing easier too? I'll tell you, Dylan. There are two reasons I'll be glad to see you hang. One is for murdering my partner. And the other? Well, I always heard you were too strict here and I'd like to do a little gambling now and then. How? In fact, I'm thinking of running a few tables myself. I see. It's more fun without some hard-nosed lawman looking over your shoulder all the time. You understand? Yeah, yeah, I understand. Well, I'll see you at the trial. I hope I'm around when they come to arrest you, Dylan. You probably will be. So long. What's he talking about, Mr. Dylan? You're being too strict. There's plenty of gambling going on in Dodge right now. Not his kind of gambling, Chester. What do you mean? Well, he told me he's buying up cattle and getting himself a big ranch. But he's probably going to finance it from his gambling. And that takes a lot of money. Sure, steady money. And I've always run crooked gamblers out of Dodge. Matt, what are you going to do? I don't know, Kitty. I'd sure like to have a talk with that witness of theirs, Jim Huggins. Oh, why don't you? Well, I can't find him. I got him hit out someplace. Matt, is there something I can do? No, nothing, Kitty. Not thanks anyway. Well, there she comes, Mr. Dylan, right on time. There are not many people at the depot this morning, are there? No, sir. But anyway, I'm glad I talked you into walking down here with me. Nothing, pleasures mean more than watching a train come in. At least it doesn't cost anything. My, I'd like to drive one of them. Wouldn't you, Mr. Dylan? Ah, they're too noisy for me, Justin. Hello, Marshal. Hello, John. Maybe if I talk to the Santa Fe people, they'd let me try it sometime, you think? Wait a minute. What? Over there, just getting off. The man with the long hair. Well, I'll be... It's Wild Bill Hickon. It sure is. Hey, Bill! Hey, Bill! Hello, Matt. How are you, Bill? How are you, Chester? Fine, Mr. Hickon, just fine. That's quite a surprise. Why didn't you let me know you were coming? I didn't know myself till just before I left Abilene. How is Abilene these days? Well, I'm still a sheriff there. Guess I will be till somebody gets around to shooting me. Ah, nobody's gonna shoot you, Mr. Hickon. They keep trying, Chester. They keep missing too, don't they, Bill? Well, so far. Maybe that's just because nobody's tried to shoot me in the back yet. Now, you've always worried about that, haven't you? I'll tell you something, Matt. What? I don't think I'd mind so much if I was to be shot by a man like you. Like me? You might take it in mind to try it. And never could tell which way he was gonna jump next. Like... Right now? Wait a minute. You came here to arrest me, didn't you? That's what I come for. Yeah, sure. I don't know if they wouldn't send a ten-horn. Guess they figured you might not take easy, Matt. I tried to tell them they could lose a good lawman this way. For a pretty fair match, you and me. Yeah? Yeah, we are. Well, it's your play, Bill. No, I guess that can wait a while. Okay. I'm still on salary, man. So? Let's go have ourselves a drink. Good. You too, Chester? Thank you. I'd be right proud to, Miss Chicoff. I figure if I get a cup of drinks in you, Matt, I might worm your side of this business out of you. Why, Bill? Don't you believe their side? Well, I've seen you pretty mean and ornery, but even if I was to watch you judge in the Hunford, I still wouldn't believe Matt Dillon killed an unarmed man. Thanks, Bill. That girl headed this way. Isn't that Kitty? Yes, she ain't sure. Matt, I've been looking everywhere for you. Well, it's Bill Hillcock. Hello, Kitty. How are you? I'm fine. What are you doing in Dodge? Well, I sort of come on business. Well, you said you were looking for me, Kitty. Matt, I know where he is. Where who is? The witness they've been hiding, Jim Huggins. What? Well, where is he? Red samples was in the Texas trail drinking last night, and the bartender heard him tell one of his gunmen to take some food out to the loft at the old-case stable. Oh, Bill, you know, why do you buy me a drink? I think I'd kind of like to buy Kitty one. Later on, back at my office, I explained the situation to Bill Hillcock, and we talked it over. Then we sat around the rest of the day talking about old times and people and horses and guns. And along about evening, we went up and laid out our plan to dock Adams. As soon as it got dark, we went over to the okay stable and took Jim Huggins out of the loft and got him across the street up to Doc's office before he was real sure what was happening. Yeah, put him on the couch there, gentlemen. We want him to be comfortable. What are you doing with me? Move, Huggins. Do what Doc says. That's it. Just over here. Yeah, that's fine, Huggins. Now then, you just relax. When his chest you're going to get here, he'll be along, Bill. Bill, huh? Oh, you, I've never seen you before. Mr., you're going to see me double before the night's out. Never mind, Huggins. You'll find out. Now then, now you tell me, have you ever had any heart trouble? Heart trouble? Yes. You ever have dizzy spells, faint, you have to lie down suddenly or anything like that? Well, a horse kicked me in the head once. It made me awful dizzy. I'm asking about your heart and not your brains. I don't want anybody to die here. Business is bad enough as it is. What are you going to do with me? What is all about? Over here, Chester. I got it. I got plenty. That's good. Just put them on the table here, Chester. And it's, uh... Three quarts? Well, this is a man we're working on. Not an elephant, Chester. Well, I wanted to be sure there was enough, Doc. Open one up, Chester. There's a glass there. Yes, sir. Three arms, you're doing. Yeah. What is that? What are you doing? It's nothing but good whiskey, Huggins. Once in your life, you're going to drink all of it you want. Maybe a little more here. Oh, no. I don't want to drink all that whiskey, Marshall. I couldn't hold all that. Now you can drink it slow, Huggins. But you're going to drink it. Now go on. Go on. Get started. We'll return for the last act of gun smoke in just a moment. They've got the taste and they've got my list. Millions all agree. They're low in nicotine and they're the highest quality. Thirty years' research went into this great cigarette. So here is all you say to get the finest smoking yet. 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The man was awful drunk. He may not even remember what he said. I'm sure when we tell him we even know where he hid the money red samples paid him. Yeah, that's samples. Imagine him shooting his own partner. Well, he's smart, Doc. You shoot your partner, you get his half, don't you? That's a fine way for a lawman to be talking. You mean an ex-lawman, don't you? You know, Bill, I'm just starting to get mad about all this. Come on, let's get going. Oh, Matt, you calm down the spell. We got to get Huggins to sign all I got wrote down here first. Doc, how long will it be before he'll know what he's doing? Oh, maybe five, six hours. Look, Bill, you do what you like, but I'm going after samples before he finds out his witness is missing. Don't seem quite legal till we get Huggins signature. Maybe not, but my arrest in samples isn't going to be quite legal anyway. I'll arrest him. No, you won't, Bill. He's mine. All right, Matt, but I'm coming along. Okay. Let's just stay out of it. Matt, once you get your tail up and your stinger out, you're the hardest man to stop by ever saw. I've been thinking. We hadn't got Huggins to talk. What have you done then? You mean what I have fought you when you tried to arrest me? It's been on my mind, son. I wouldn't have fought you. Because we're a good match for each other? I'll fight any man alive if I think I'm in the right. Of course. I don't know you ever been afraid of anything. I've been afraid lots of times, Bill. That's so of you. Well, maybe. I guess I've worked on the side of the law too long to go against it just because I'm the one that's caught. Well, here's the olfraganza. He'll be in here. Which one samples, Matt? The end of the bar, the one in the middle. The other two are his gunmen. Come on. Samples? Samples, I'm taking you to jail. You gone crazy, Dylan. You're the one that's going to jail. It's no use, Samples. Jim Huggins has confessed the whole deal. What? You killed Lou Price and you paid Huggins to testify that I did it. You paid him $500 and promised him another $500 after the trial. He's lying. Who's going to believe that? I believe it. And don't look at your hired help. They're not going to get you out of this. You can't throw anybody in jail, Dylan. You ain't a marshal anymore. No, that's not stopping me. It ain't legal. Wait a minute, gentlemen. I know Matt Dylan ain't a marshal right now, but I'm making this a rest and I'm deputizing him to help me. Who are you? Sheriff of Abilene. Samples, I want them two hound dogs of yours to move a little to one side where I can keep an eye on them easier. Forgetting it's three against two. That's fair enough odds for us. Start shooting now, Bill. There's no need for killing. How are these men alive? You ain't taking me alive, Dylan. You, nor Hickok, nor anybody else. I'm going to hang. Drop your gun belt, Samples. Why? You just might be lucky enough to kill you. Take Dylan first, man, and then go for Hickok. Wait, Sample! Now! All right. What about you two? They never move the finger, Matt. They're too scared. All right, you. Dylan, pick up Samples and carry him out of here. Aren't you going to take their guns first, man? You don't hobble a horse with a busted leg, Bill. Let them keep their guns. Later, Hickok and I decided to run Jim Huggins and Samples two gunmen out of town. And the way they took off, we figured they reached California before they stopped to breathe. The next day, Bill went back to Abilene and took Huggins confession with him. And a week later, I had a wire of apology from the governor. Washington took a little longer. They just sent me my regular paycheck with the time of my suspension carefully deducted, which left me almost enough money to pay for the liquor I poured into Jim Huggins. Here is our star, William Conrad. I'd just like to repeat what George Fenerman told you earlier. 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