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Gun Smoke, starring William Conrad, the transcribed story of the violence that moved west with
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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 chancey job, but it makes a man watchful and a little lonely.
How's this way, Dave?
Follow me.
You sure nobody cares, Holly?
If they did, you'd fight for me, wouldn't you?
Sure.
Around here in the alley, nobody will see us.
Sure.
Holly, you're awful pretty.
Am I, Dave?
All right, stay back, everybody.
Is there somebody laying over there, Mr. Dillon?
Yeah, come on, Justin.
All right, it's Dave Thorpe, Justin.
Want me to have a look around, Mr. Dillon?
Whoever did it ran down the alley into the street.
You're just one of the crowd out there by now.
Is Dave dead?
No, he's breathing.
I saw Duck in the saloon there.
What's he doing?
He's coming.
Well, go keep that crowd back, huh?
Yes, sir.
Dave.
All right.
Hey, let me through.
Let me through here, please.
Hey, Dave, can you talk?
Let's see.
Dave Thorpe, huh?
Somebody shot him, Matt.
Yeah.
Let me see.
Let me see here.
Oh, yes, he got shot all right.
Who did it, Matt?
I don't know if you can bring him too.
Maybe we'll find out.
No, no, not this man.
He's bleeding to death, Matt.
There's nothing I can do to stop it.
Can you tell how it happened, Doc?
I mean, where the bullet went in?
Oh, you don't need a doctor for that, Matt.
His gun's still in his holster.
Maybe somebody outdrew him.
I didn't think about that.
I don't know.
Can you get him to talk, Doc?
Oh, he's too far gone, Matt.
Oh, there's nothing anybody can do for him now.
That makes a man feel pretty helpless.
To stand here and watch somebody bleed to death.
I don't know.
He's dead?
Yeah.
Probably doesn't even know who shot him.
Yeah, maybe not.
But he'd know who might want to.
Every time there's a new move, somebody gets murdered around here.
Oh, here comes his brother.
What happened, Marshal?
How is he?
He's unconscious, Joe.
He's dying.
You done all you can for him, Doc?
There isn't anything I can do, Joe.
What went through his lung?
Marshal, I can't understand it.
Who'd shoot him down like this?
Well, I was hoping you might have an idea, Joe.
My brother ain't got an enemy in the whole country.
Never heard a man say a word against him.
Pop?
Huh?
Your brother's dead.
That ain't right, Marshal.
It just ain't right.
Not Dave.
Joe, listen to me.
Think hard now, would you?
Somebody shot him.
What?
Somebody was his enemy.
No, nobody I know.
Nonetheless, with some murder and riprap, just killed him to be killing.
You got to find out who did it, Marshal.
Well, I'd like to, Joe.
You better do it.
Nobody gonna murder my brother and get by with it.
It's a mighty poor thing that a decent man like Dave can get shot down.
Nobody does nothing about it.
I figured I'd do everything I can, Joe.
I don't care if you got to take Doc City apart, Marshal.
You better find that killer.
I'll do it.
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All them empty cells out back, Mr. Dillon.
I sure do wish we could fill one of them.
Well, it's not likely, Chester.
Not tonight anyway.
I sure didn't care much about the way Joe Thorpe was going on about you not doing nothing.
What'd you expect of a man?
Well, he was upset about his brother, Chester.
They've always been pretty close.
That's no cause for him talking the way he was.
Ah, he'll get over it.
Master, I guess you're right.
Joe will have to run their hide-buying business all by himself now, won't he?
He'll manage.
He can always hire somebody to help him if he needs.
Yes, well, it's Miss Kitty.
Come in, Kitty.
Come in.
Matt, this is Holly Fanshawe.
Ah, how do you do, Holly?
Marshall.
And Chester Proudfoot.
I'm pleased to know you, Miss Holly.
Thank you, Chester.
Holly's kind of new in Dodge, Matt.
Yeah, I've seen her around.
She was afraid to come here and talk to you alone, so I came with her.
Well, there's nothing to be afraid of, Holly.
I know what's the trouble.
You tell him, Kitty.
I'll tell him part of it, but I want him to hear the rest from you.
Well, all right.
After the shooting tonight, Holly came to see me, Matt.
She was pretty scared, but I told her you wouldn't let anything happen to her.
I know, of course not.
Well, it seems she was at the bar drinking with Dave Thorpe a little earlier.
And he had a kind of argument with a cow puncher from that XT outfit that came in the other
day.
The Texan said Dave jogged his elbow or something silly like that.
Huh?
Well, how mad were they?
Mad enough.
Well, what do you mean, Holly?
He killed him, Marshall.
What?
That cow puncher, he killed Dave Thorpe.
Well, how do you know?
I was there.
You were there?
Dave and I went outside in the alley just to get a little air, and suddenly this cowboy
shot him.
He must have been waiting or something.
You recognize him?
Real plain, Marshall.
It was him, all right.
Well, how come he let you go?
I don't know.
He must have got scared or something.
But he shot Dave and then he ran off.
I got scared and I ran too.
She wasn't going to tell you, Matt, until I talked her into it.
She's afraid that cowboy or some of his friends will get after her.
No, nobody will bother you, Holly.
I promise you that.
Uh, do you know this man's name?
They was calling him Fly Hoyt there at the bar, Marshall.
Fly Hoyt?
I knew an old lady down on the braziers called something like that, Mr. Dillon.
Only her last name was Fly.
Her first name was...
Yeah, yeah, all right, all right, Chester.
Holly, are you willing to testify to all this in court?
In court?
Oh, I'd be awful scared, Marshall.
But you'll do it, huh?
Kitty says it's my duty.
Good.
Now, don't you worry about anything.
Chester and I will ride out to the XT camp in the morning and bring this Fly Hoyt in.
There won't be any trouble.
And thanks for coming here, Holly.
Sure, Marshall.
That's XT camp up ahead, Mr. Dillon.
Ah, you been out here, Chester?
I rode by it a couple days ago.
They gave me a cup of coffee at the wagon.
Ah.
Ah, looks like they're expecting us.
My golly, it sure does.
I don't like the way all them men's lined up.
Maybe I was wrong last night about there not being any trouble.
At the trail, boss, that big fellow there, his name's Jim Cavanaugh.
You don't know Fly Hoyt, do you?
Oh, sure I don't.
I didn't meet him.
Hey, they don't look very friendly, Mr. Dillon.
No, they sure don't.
Chester.
Huh?
Let's leave our horses here and walk up, huh?
All right.
Oh.
Good morning, Marshall.
Ah, uh, you Jim Cavanaugh?
Your friend there also tell you I'm boss of this outfit?
Yeah, yeah.
I got twenty men here, Marshall, not counting me.
So you better climb into your saddles right, right on back to Dodge.
You know what I came for?
That gal Holly got to talking last night late.
A couple of my boys was there when she did.
And you ain't taking Fly Hoyt, Marshall.
Ah.
You and your men are ready to kill me if I try, is that it?
Kansas law don't mean nothing to us Texans, Marshall.
Does Fly Hoyt admit killing that man last night?
Fly ain't said nothing about it one way or the other.
We don't find it polite to inquire into a man's personal business.
Do you find murder polite?
Marshall, you get sassy, we'll bury you right where you're standing.
Then we'll drive a couple thousand longhorned cattle over your grave and nobody'll ever
find you.
Which one of your men is Fly Hoyt?
Reckon you don't hear.
I want to talk to him.
Which one is he?
Don't pay him no mind, Fly.
Why is he too much of a coward to talk?
No man calls me a coward.
I'm Fly Hoyt, Marshall.
You're doing fool, Hoyt.
I ain't afraid.
What was it you want to talk about, Marshall?
Well, if it's not inquiring too closely into your personal business, I'd like to know if
you admit killing Dave Thorpe last night.
I didn't kill him.
A girl called Holly Fancher says you did.
She says she saw you.
She's lying.
She says you had an argument with Thorpe at the bar earlier.
That's true.
I remember the girl.
Oh, why were you when the shooting took place then?
No place there to do me any good.
Now Fly, that ain't so.
Thanks, Jim.
But I have to do this my own way.
The boys here'd lie for me, Marshall.
They'd swear to anything I wanted them to.
But the truth is I was alone when I heard that shot.
I'd left this alone and I was up the street there all alone.
You admit that?
I got no alibi.
But you say you didn't kill Dave Thorpe.
I never killed a man in my life.
I don't believe in it.
Does Holly Fancher have any reason to lie about you?
First time I ever saw her was last night, Marshall.
But I'm sure curious about her now.
Oh?
I'm roughing my ways sometimes, Marshall.
But I ain't no killer.
I ain't no liar.
Oh, you're going to prove it.
Well, Marshall, I'm riding the Dodge with you.
What for?
I'd like to have me a talk with this Holly Fancher.
Then maybe I can prove it.
She was worried you and some of your friends might come after her.
I'd soon have blinded a horse and lay a hand on a woman, Marshall.
And that's the truth.
Okay, fly, let's get going.
Where'd Holly be this time of day, Marshall?
She's probably still in her room, fly.
I don't know where that is.
Oh, she's in the same room and house as Miss Kitty.
She told me so.
Oh, good.
I'll show you where it is, fly.
I want to talk to Kitty anyway.
Hey, Mr. Dillon, look.
Here comes Joe Thorpe.
Joe Thorpe?
Yeah, Dave's brother.
Oh.
Good morning, Marshall.
Morning, Joe.
Didn't take you very long after all, Marshall.
Heard the whole story.
Holly Fancher was quite a talker.
Yeah.
Well, it's fly a hoid, ain't it?
Yeah, I remember seeing you, hoid.
Do you?
I was down the bar a ways from you and Dave.
He was a good man, hoid.
I'm looking forward to your hanging.
I'm still wearing a gun, mister.
Marshall, how come you didn't disarm him?
I have him arrested, Joe.
What?
He says he didn't do it.
Who cares what he says?
The girl saw him.
Yeah, I know.
Fly's here now to talk to her about that.
What do you mean?
He wants to know why she said it was him.
Well, of course it was him.
She saw him.
Girl's got no reason to lie about it.
Marshall, she witnessed the killing.
She's identified the killer.
That's good enough for me.
Well, that's not for me.
Okay, Marshall.
Okay, then.
You won't enforce the law here.
I'll do it.
What do you mean by that?
My brother had plenty of friends here in Dodge.
I'll get them all together.
We'll come after him.
We'll take on his whole outfit if we have to.
You try that and I'll throw you in jail.
I mean, when I say you arrest this man, Marshall, there's going to be trouble.
I'm not arresting him and I'm ready for your trouble.
Well, you're going to get it all right.
That's a mighty hot-headed man, Marshall.
And he means it about making trouble, too.
Now, Chester, wait for us at the office, will you?
What are you doing?
It's down the straightaways there, Floyd.
Let's go.
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Who is it?
It's Matt, Kitty.
Wow, this is a surprise.
Come on in, Matt.
Oh, thank you.
I, uh, I'm sorry to come in on you this way, Kitty, but, uh, well, I kind of wanted to
talk to you.
Sure, Matt.
What about?
Fly Hoite just went down the hall to Holly's room.
He did?
Okay, the landlady told him which one it was.
Well, I'm not worried about the landlady.
No, Fly's all right, Kitty.
He says he didn't do it.
And I can't tell you why, but I believe him.
But Holly saw him, Matt.
Kitty, tell me about Holly, will you?
Do you know her very well?
No, not very.
She keeps pretty much to herself.
Does she have any friends, any particular friends, any, uh, men?
Nobody she ever mentioned, Matt.
What was she doing with Dave Thorpe, I wonder?
You do?
No, you know what I mean.
No.
You stay here, Kitty.
No, I'm coming with you.
That's her room, Matt.
Here.
Yeah, you stay in the hall.
All right, I'll take that gun, Fly.
Is she dead, Matt?
Don't look at her, Kitty.
Oh, Matt.
What's the matter with you, Fly?
Nobody shot you.
I got hit, Marshal.
As soon as I opened the door, somebody hit me.
Knocked me out for a minute.
Fly, I won't help you this time, mister.
I ain't lying.
I come to, and I seen her lay in there.
And then you come in.
Who hit you, Holly?
No.
No, Marshal.
Somebody was hiding behind the door.
I heard him move, but I never even seen him.
There's no closet in this room.
Where's he hiding now, in the wall?
The window's open.
Maybe somebody was here.
Well, he's gone now.
My gun, Marshal.
Did he use that?
That's been fired.
Smart.
He killed her with it, and then put it back in my holster.
Who did?
I don't believe a word you're saying.
You're Miss Kitty, ain't you?
I seen you last night.
We're not talking about me.
I wouldn't shoot a woman, Miss Kitty.
I wouldn't shoot a man either, unless I had to.
Somebody sure trying their best to get me hung.
Well, I don't know.
Kitty, keep everybody out of here, will you?
I'll send Chester and a couple of men for Holly.
Fly, you stay with me.
You arresting me?
Here's your gun, Fly.
Thank you, Marshal.
This is my office here, Fly.
Let's see if Chester's still around.
I'll help him if you want, Marshal.
Now I can get somebody else.
Well, what are you doing here, Joe?
Waiting for you.
I want to talk to you, Marshal.
Okay.
Chester, Holly Fanshawe's been killed over in our room.
Killed?
How'd she get killed?
She was shot.
Go get Doc, will you?
And somebody to help you.
Yes, sir.
Wait a minute, what happened, Marshal?
Somebody slugged Fly when he went into her room, and then he used his gun to shoot her.
Who says he did?
Fly.
You were listening to him like he was your father.
What was it you wanted to see me about, Thorpe?
Well, I was going to tell you I changed my mind about all I was saying out there in the
street a while ago.
But now, no sir.
You know, maybe I ought to lock you up right now.
You can't lock me up.
I didn't have nothing to do with it.
Nothing to do with what?
Well, I mean, I ain't done nothing.
You can't lock a man up for talking.
Ah, that's not what you meant.
Would you arrest Fly, Marshal?
He's killed two people now.
Chester.
Yes, sir.
How long has Joe been here?
Why, he come in just before you did, me tell you.
What are you talking about?
What difference it make?
I had a talk with Kitty, Joe.
She told me about you and Holly.
What?
Holly didn't keep secrets very well.
She told Kitty how you made a lie about who killed Dave and how you set it up for her
to get him into the alley.
Me?
Fly.
Fly didn't get hit fast enough in Holly's room a while ago, Joe.
He saw who did it.
No.
Tell him who it was, Fly.
Now, go on, tell him.
What?
Why it was him, Joe Thorpe.
Who?
What are you saying?
You might as well admit it.
What were you doing, stealing money out of you and your brother's hide business?
You ain't gonna put me in jail.
I don't care about that.
You haven't.
No, you don't.
You okay, Chester?
Yes, sir.
I held his arm so as he couldn't get his gun up.
It went off right on the floor there.
Well, you did fine.
You might have killed somebody else otherwise.
Marshall?
What?
I don't understand this.
I didn't see him in Holly's room.
I said I did just because I figured you wanted me to.
Hell, I did want you to, Fly.
Did Holly really tell Kitty about how Joe killed his brother, no?
No.
Holly didn't talk to anybody about that.
Not of the fact that she was in thick with Joe.
Well, how did you know, then?
I didn't.
When he said he didn't have anything to do with it, I got an idea and decided a chance
bluffing him.
If he hadn't panicked, he probably would have been okay.
He just made it all up, huh?
Yeah, but I made it up right.
That's what happened.
A mighty poor man who'll shoot his own brother, ain't it?
His own brother and a woman.
What'd he put in your goodbye with it, Marshall?
Yeah, but what he picked you to blame it on, he picked the wrong man, Fly.
You know, there are a lot of men I don't suppose that have believed.
But that was his big mistake.
I believed you.
Well, I swear.
Marshall, wait till I get home and tell them about a Kansas lawman I met.
They'll ever believe me again.
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Guns, folks, transcribed under the direction of Norman MacDonald, stars William Conrad
as Matt Dillon, U.S. Marshal.
Tonight's story was specially written for Gunsmoke by John Messner, with music composed
and conducted by Rex Corey.
Featured in the cast were Vic Perrin, Lawrence Dobkin, Jack Crouchon, Jill Jarman, and James
Nusser.
Harley Bear is Chester, Howard McNear is Doc, and Georgia Ellis is Kitty.
Join us again next week as Matt Dillon, U.S. Marshal, fights to bring law and order out
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