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Around Dodge City and in the territory on West, there's just one way to handle the killers
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Gun Smoke, starring William Conrad, the transcribed story of the violence that moved West with
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 chancey job, and it makes a man watchful and a little lonely.
Hello, Chester.
Well, hi, Miss Kitty. Hey, look what I got.
What about it?
Why, that's a whole dollar, Miss Kitty. Well, congratulations, Chester.
I borrowed it off Mr. Dillon. He's outside there talking to some fella.
Huh?
I'd be mighty proud if you'd have a beer with me, Miss Kitty.
Well, you know I don't like to drink at the bar, Chester.
Well, we can sit down.
And I'm tired of sitting. I'll have a beer with you right here.
All right, that's fine. Sam, draw a couple beers for me and this lady.
Sure, coming up, Chester.
Chester, you talk about me like I was a stranger around here.
What do you mean?
This lady.
Why, I always think of you as a lady, Miss Kitty. Well, I mean, I don't never...
Thank you, Chester.
Here, here's your beer. Here's your money, Sam.
Okay.
My, it looks nice and cold, don't it?
You look like you're about to swim in it, Chester.
That's where I'd like to.
Hey, Kitty.
Hmm?
They told me your name's Kitty.
It is.
Well, then why don't you say hello?
Hello.
Let's drink, Chester.
Now, that ain't no way to act.
All right, now leave her alone, mister.
I didn't come over here to leave her alone.
Stop that!
What do you think you're...
No, Chester, I'll handle this.
Get out of the way, Miss Kitty.
Chester.
Get out of the way, Chester.
Chester.
Get out of the way, I said.
It's all right, Kitty.
I'll see you afterwards.
I'm going.
And I know where, too.
You're a move, stranger.
Well, go ahead.
I guess you don't know who I am, do you?
Stranger is good enough for me.
Don't be a fool.
We ain't fighting over me.
Wait till you hear my name.
It's Shin.
Shin.
Oh, mine's Chester Proudfoot.
You mean you never heard of Hank Shin?
No.
Anybody ever hear of Hank Shin?
No.
Who's he?
Nobody never heard of you.
Now, fight or get out.
There must be somebody.
You heard him.
Chester.
No, sir.
This is my fight, Mr. Dillon.
I interfere in all fights, you know that.
But he insulted a lady.
Yeah, she told me.
But there isn't gonna be any gunplay over it.
There better not be.
That's right, stranger.
So you get out of here.
You don't know who you're talking to.
Hey, Marshal.
Marshal.
Yeah, what is it, Davey?
I followed you in here, Marshal.
It's a good thing, too.
Oh, why?
This here is Hank Shin.
I've been telling him that.
I never met him, but I've seen him.
So?
Well, maybe you never heard of him here, Marshal, but I was up in Dakota territory
last year.
Hank Shin's got quite a reputation up there.
Oh.
For what?
For gunmen, Marshal.
Why, there ain't nobody up there to go against him.
Ain't that so, Shin?
Three men tried it once.
By golly, that's right.
That was in the town of Blackhoff, wasn't it, Shin?
That's where it happened.
Three men tried to take him in a saloon there, Marshal, and he killed every one of them.
It was all gunmen, too.
But people are still talking about it.
Hank Shin's got about the biggest reputation of anybody up there.
I guess the word don't get to dodge very fast.
Well, maybe I ought to apologize to you, Shin.
Oh, it's all right, Marshal.
You didn't know.
Forget it.
Okay.
I'll forget it.
But I want you to remember something.
What?
You're going to impress a lot of citizens around here.
But I don't care how big a man you are in Blackhoff or anyplace else.
You start trouble and dodge, and I'll cut your string.
You're talking mighty loose, Marshal.
You know, somehow I got a feeling you kind of thrive on talk.
I don't think I like that.
Don't you?
Come on, Chester.
Yes, sir.
I'd have fought him anyway, Mr. Dillon.
I don't care who he is.
I didn't step in to help you out, Chester.
I did it to stop a gunfight.
Oh, somebody's going to fight him if he keeps going on like that.
Maybe.
I had.
I hope there's no trouble while I'm gone.
Yeah.
I'm going to go.
I'll see you later.
No trouble while I'm gone.
Yeah?
See, I plumb for God.
You're taking a sand apparently up Dabbling tonight, ain't you?
Yeah.
I'll be back in about a week.
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My business in Abilene didn't take as long as I thought it would.
And I was back in Dodge four or five days later.
But I found that the growth of Hank Shin's reputation hadn't taken long either.
I heard about it at the depot, at the post office, and then at Delmonico's, where I stopped
in for a cup of coffee.
Kitty was there finishing her dinner at the corner table.
And she beckoned me when I walked in.
Hello, Matt.
Hello, Kitty.
How are you?
How's Abilene?
Still growing.
Oh, uh, I'm sorry.
Oh, uh, Bill Hickok sent his regards.
That's nice of him.
Is he as handsome as ever?
Yeah, he is.
You know, I'm kind of worried about him, Kitty.
Why, Matt?
It's his eyes.
I don't think they're as good as they used to be.
Oh, well, that's bad.
Yeah.
Well, how are things around here?
Well, the only thing that's growing here seems to be Hank Shin.
Yeah, they tell me he's having a real fine time.
Oh, he's acting mighty proud, Matt.
But I've seen his kind before.
Oh?
Oh, how do you mean?
Well, somebody who hasn't heard what a devil he is with a gun just might shoot a hole in
him one of these days.
You know, I got a feeling that you'd like to do it yourself.
Matt, if women ever took to carrying guns, you men would have to start behaving yourselves.
All of you.
Uh-oh.
What?
Welcome back to Dodge, Marshal.
Hello, Shin.
We missed you.
Didn't we, Kitty?
Something you wanted.
See, Claire, you're as hard to get along with as she is.
She won't even talk to me.
Just because a person lives around hogs, he doesn't have to wallow with them.
I wouldn't take that from a man.
Well, from what I hear, no man's dared talk to you like that, Shin.
You bet they haven't.
Yeah, you got the town pretty well buffaloed, haven't you?
A little respect is all I ask for, Marshal.
Uh-huh.
The, uh, kind you got up in Black Hawk?
The kind I'm getting here, from most people.
But not from me.
I got no quarrel with you, Marshal.
You know, you can't seem to make up your mind.
What's your trouble, Shin?
I got no trouble.
Why do you say that?
I don't know.
Just a feeling, I guess.
But, uh, don't let it spook you.
Nothing spooks me.
Well, you're lucky, so far.
I like this talk.
Nobody's making you listen to it.
Well, you bet they ain't.
You know what I think, Matt?
No.
What, Kitty?
I think Hank Shin's off-center.
Way off.
Well, we'll find out how far, Kitty.
Any day now.
Matt!
What?
Oh, Matt!
Oh, what's the matter?
Well, how are you, Doc?
When did you get back, Matt?
Oh, about an hour ago.
I was just coming up to see you.
You were, yeah?
Yeah.
Hey, you remember Jim Branch?
Jim Branch?
Oh, Jim Branch, yes.
High order.
I cut a frozen toe off of him last winter.
Yeah, well, I ran into him up in Abilene.
He wanted me to give you this.
He did?
What is it, then?
Twenty dollars?
Oh, twenty dollars.
Well, that was worth waiting for.
He didn't know exactly how much it was that he did owe you.
I'd nick him for more if he was here, but this'll do all right.
What's he doing in Abilene?
He give up buffalo hunting?
Yeah, he told me he'd never go out on the prairie again.
He's running the old golf house right now.
The old golf house?
You mean, did he buy that?
No, he bought into it.
Oh, yes, I always knew that man had money hidden away somewhere else.
Well, he's quite a dude now, Doc.
Beaver hat, fancy shirt.
I hardly regularly...
What's that?
It came from the alapraganza.
I thought things had been too quiet around here lately.
About time we had a killing.
There's Chester.
Oh, good.
At least it wasn't him that got shot.
Mr. Dillon?
What happened, Chester?
It was Hank Chen, Mr. Dillon.
He just killed a man in there.
What, a fight?
Yes, sir.
Oh, this fellow was awful drunk.
Some of him's strange.
I don't know who he was.
Well, him and Chen got to arguing, and he went for his gun, and Chen shot him.
Killed him dead.
Well, I looked at him anyways.
You seemed half scared, Mr. Dillon.
Oh, Chen?
Yes, sir.
He kept trying to say who he was, but the fellow was too drunk to pay any attention.
And then afterwards, Chen looked kindly surprised, like he didn't quite know what had happened.
Oh, is that so?
There he is at the bar there.
Oh, where's the dead man?
Well, he was right here with you.
Oh, I see.
Oh, somebody drug him off the corner there.
Yes, I see him.
I see him.
Here's the Marshal, Chen.
No, what's he want?
Now, it was a fair fight.
Now, you tell him, Davy.
Sure, sure, I will.
Marshal, I've seen the whole thing.
Chester already told me about it.
That fellow drawed first.
I tried to tell him who I was, but he wouldn't listen.
I did too.
I told him the serious hank's in from Blackhawk.
I told him that before he ever got started.
He was drunk.
He was too drunk to know what he was doing.
Too drunk to fight?
Well, he shouldn't have tried to fight me.
He should have known better than that.
Now, maybe people will leave me alone.
Why, because you outdrew a drunk man?
What are you saying, Marshal?
You seem kind of upset, Chen.
Did it get you this way when you killed those three men up in Blackhawk?
I'm all right.
Now, you leave me alone.
I want everybody to leave me alone.
Yeah, sure.
But next time, it may be a little different.
What do you mean?
Somebody might come along who hasn't been told what a killer you were.
A real gunman, Chen, not some drunk who probably couldn't shoot straight if he was sober.
You're the worst man I ever met, Marshal.
Anyway, I told you, leave me alone.
Okay, Chen, I'll leave you alone.
Here.
Have a drink on me.
You need it.
Come on, Chester.
My, he's so mad he can't talk, Mr. John.
He's already talked too much.
What's wrong with him, anyway?
Maybe he's not getting all the respect he needs.
No.
Wait a minute.
What?
That man tying up his horse over there.
I don't know him.
He knows you, though.
He's coming over here.
Yeah.
Who is he?
He's a gunman from New Mexico, Chester.
His name's Al James.
By golly, I was right.
Matt Dillon.
That's right.
Hello, James.
It's Marshal Dillon now, ain't it?
Uh-huh.
Ah, this is Chester Proudfoot, Al James.
How you doing, Chester?
Ah, what are you doing to Dodge?
Nothing, Marshal.
Looking around.
Yeah.
You, uh, never came here before?
No.
Hmm.
I never did.
A man like you has usually got something in his mind, has he?
I'm here on pleasure, Marshal.
Little gambling and the like.
Uh-huh.
All right, James, but you stay out of trouble.
Dodge isn't as wide open as some of the towns you've been in.
A man gets a reputation, it sure stays with him, don't it?
You wouldn't be able to sell your gun if it didn't.
Now, ain't that the truth?
See you around later.
I'll buy you a drink, maybe.
You too, Chester.
Uh, sure.
What do you suppose he is doing here, Mr. Dillon?
Nothing, Chester.
I believe him.
He's a paid gunman, but I've never known him to lie.
Yeah.
Then ain't nothing so much to worry about, huh?
Chester, around a man like Al James, there's always something to worry about.
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I'm back, Mr. Don.
Did you have a good supper?
Oh, just terrible.
Oh, what did you eat?
Over at the Drango Cafe.
Ah, couldn't have been chili beans.
Yes, sir.
Oh, I'll never go there again.
Not after tonight.
Why not?
Well, they are sour, Mr. Don.
Like they had been cooked a month ago.
Man, I had an awful time getting them down.
Well, you didn't have to eat them, you know, Chester.
Well, after putting out 15 cents, of course I had to eat them.
Oh.
If I wouldn't have been so hungry, I wouldn't have had them.
I ain't one to...
Marshall?
Evenin', Shin.
Marshall, I've been thinking.
What?
I've been thinking about this afternoon.
Yeah?
You was right.
I needed a drink.
So?
I don't like killin' people, Marshall.
And that's the truth.
I don't like it.
Why are you tellin' me about it?
I tried to tell Davy and some of them fellas, but they wouldn't believe me.
I'm tired of it, Marshall.
I just don't want no part of it.
How?
I thought maybe you could explain it to them, to everybody.
And they'd listen to you.
You tell them I'm through, Marshall.
Tell them I ain't a gunman no more.
Just a plain, ordinary man.
But if you're so plain and ordinary, why don't you tell me what this is all about?
I did tell you.
And if you don't believe me, you know what I'm gonna do?
I'm gonna take off my gun.
And I'm gonna leave it right here.
Now there.
Now you believe me?
Well, do you?
I don't know what to think of you, Shoney.
But I proved it.
Now there's my gun.
And you gotta tell them, Marshall.
I got me a bottle in my coat pocket.
I'm going to my room and I'm gonna forget all about this.
You tell them now, Marshall.
And you tell them tonight.
He is crazy, Mr. Dillon.
Yeah, there's something sure wrong with him.
I don't believe any of that about him being tired of killing people.
No.
It's more like he's scared of something.
Chester.
Yes, sir?
I think I know what it might be.
What?
Al James.
What's he got to do with it?
I don't know.
Let's go find him.
What for?
To tell him Hank Shen isn't armed.
Well, he could see that.
He was wearing a coat, Chester.
That's right out there in the street.
Yeah, come on.
There's some men down there, Mr. Dillon.
Yeah.
If it was a fight, it sure didn't last long.
One bullet can end a fight, Chester.
Yes, sir.
Well, there's somebody laying there.
Looks like Hank Shen.
Yeah.
Nobody ain't paying any attention to him.
They're all crowded around Al James.
Finally, that is James.
I'm gonna go take a look at Shen, Chester.
You better go back and get Doc.
Yes, Mr. Dillon.
I'll hurry.
Shen.
He shot me, Marshall.
He shot me.
Al James.
He ran into me here, but I was so scared I couldn't say anything.
I tried to open my coat to show him I wasn't armed.
And he shot me.
Doc will be here in a minute, Shen.
Marshall?
Yeah.
Marshall, I never killed nobody before today.
No, I didn't think so.
Them fellas up in Black Hawk, they had a fight.
I was the only other man there, and I hid out till it was over.
They killed themselves.
And you took credit for it.
Mm-hmm.
It made people respect me.
For all kinds of people.
You understand?
Yeah, I understand.
How's he doing, Marshall?
They hit him twice.
Marshall?
Well, he sure died slow.
Pretty slow, James.
He went for his gun, Marshall.
Them men over there can tell you they saw it.
You heard about his reputation and you had to kill him, didn't you?
Self-defense, Marshall.
There's nothing to talk about.
Hank Shen was a liar, James.
His reputation was a fake.
I don't believe you.
It's true.
Now, besides, he wasn't even armed.
Take a look.
He... he ain't wearing a gun.
But he went for it.
I saw him.
Everybody did.
You killed an unarmed man, James.
I don't like that.
You'll have to stand trial for it.
That ain't what's bothering me.
No.
It was a mistake.
I'll get off.
But everybody's gonna be laughing at me.
Especially if you tell them about him being a liar.
He shot a drunk this afternoon and that nearly scared him to death.
You have to tell them that, Marshall?
I don't like gunmen, James.
What do you mean?
After this, your reputation isn't gonna be worth much.
It won't be worth nothing.
So it looks like Hank Shen got himself a gunman after all, doesn't it?
All right.
Come on.
Let's go to jail.
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Gunsmoke, produced and directed by Norman McDonald, stars William Conrad as Matt Dillon,
U.S. Marshal.
Our story was specially written for Gunsmoke by John Meston, with music composed and conducted
by Rex Corey.
Sound patterns by Tom Hanley and Bill James.
Featured in the cast were Vic Perrin, Paul Dubov, and Barney Phillips.
Harley Bear as Chester, Howard McNear as Doc, and Georgia Ellis as Kitty.
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