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In Dodge City and in the territory on West, there's just one way to handle the killers
and the spoilers, and that's with a U.S. Marshal and the smell of Gun Smoke.
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.
The Cape Cod girls, they have no cones.
They comb their hair with codfish bones.
Little man, what's the matter with you?
You've seen a man on a horse before, you calm down, girl.
They're only waiting to say hello to us.
Hold up there, Doc.
Hello, stranger.
You are Doc Adams, ain't you?
I am.
You're a long way from Dodge.
Yeah, and I'm headed for Ken Seaton's place.
That's about 15 miles on south.
Oh, you know him?
Sure, I know him.
A horse kicked him in the chest.
Now, here he's pretty badly hurt.
Then Cowboy rode by, found him, and got him into bed, and then came to Dodge after me.
I just came from Ken Seaton's, Doc.
Oh, well, then how is he?
There's nothing wrong with him.
What's that?
No, that Cowboy was funnin' ya.
Ken never got kicked by no horse.
I don't believe it.
Nobody would play a joke like that.
Well, it's true.
You better turn around and go back to Dodge.
Nobody might be needin' you there.
I'm tellin' ya, Doc.
I don't know you, mister.
Who are you?
Just do what I say.
I get that buggy turned around.
I'm driving on to Ken Seaton's.
You won't drive nowhere if I shoot your horse, Doc.
Put that gun away.
You gonna do what I say?
Of course I'm not.
Then you're gonna be a foot, Doc.
Don't shoot that horse.
I'll shoot you.
Oh, a shotgun, huh?
Now what are you doin' with a shotgun, Doc?
I like to eat prairie chicken, mister.
But I've seen what two barrels of birdshot can do to a man.
You?
Doctor?
You're bluffin' me.
There's a man with a caved-in chest, waiting for me 15 miles from here.
You kill my horse, he might be dead before I can get there.
Oh, yes, mister.
I'll shoot if I have to.
You won't turn around and go back to die?
Nobody keeps me from being where I'm needed.
The horse goes, Doc.
And if you try anything, you go next.
Don't you do it.
Watch me.
I told you not to.
I told you.
You still think Doc came here, Mr. Dillon?
Well, there is footprints, Chester, headed straight for the house.
Well, I just can't leave no part of it.
His horse back there dead and all bloody.
Look on the porch, sir.
He just came out of the house.
It's Doc, all right.
Hello, Matt.
Chester.
Hello, Doc.
The Elm Boy reported finding your horse and buggy back there, Doc.
I'm glad to see you're all right.
I'm all right, man.
How's Kam Seaton?
He was dead when I got here.
Oh?
I guess you saw the man I left in my buggy.
Yeah.
He was a stranger to me, man.
You kill him, Doc?
He killed my horse and I shot him before he even turned his gun on me.
His horse ran off.
I see.
So I guess it isn't exactly self-defense, is it?
Hell, that's not for me to decide, Doc.
Am I under arrest?
The day I have to arrest you is the day I quit.
There'll be talk, Matt.
People will say I ought to be waiting trial in jail.
And they'll be blaming you for it.
You sure you know what you're doing?
To bed that man's horse ran off, Doc.
You might have got here in time if you hadn't had the walk.
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You ain't so bad worried, are you, Doc?
Worried about what, Chester?
Well, everybody's sort of been eyeing you ever since we got back.
Oh, no, not everybody, Chester.
Well, now you take that fellow across the street.
He's standing there by the town soil.
Yeah.
He seems like he's always watching you from somewheres.
I don't think I even know that man, Chester.
He ain't been in town but a couple days.
Well, who is he?
Well, I don't know.
Well, he's got nothing to do with me.
Never forever dreaming up something, Chester.
I always said there's too much schoolgirl in you.
Now, you listen here to me, Doc.
I don't know what you're talking about but I ain't sure I like...
Well, let me know when you make up your mind.
I'm going to go back to my house.
Wait a minute.
What's what?
Here's Mr. Jones.
My, he looks real mad about something.
Yes, he does.
Let's go over to the Texas trail, Doc.
What for?
I just told off a few of our leading citizens up the street and now I want to be seen buying
you a drink to really give them something to talk about.
Now, wait a minute, Matt.
I know what they've been saying about me not being in jail but you can't fight them all.
It isn't all of them.
It's only a rotten few so far.
Come on.
I want everybody to know where I stand.
No, no, Matt.
Can I come too?
I'd be proud to buy a second round myself.
How about it, Doc?
Well, I guess I can't turn down a drink with a couple of friends.
Thank you, Matt.
Thank you too, Chester.
Now I really had better get back to my office.
Okay, Doc.
Hold on a minute.
There's that fellow again, Doc.
He followed us in here.
What?
At the end of the bar there, Mr. Dillon.
He keeps watching Doc all the while.
You know him, Doc?
Well, there is something familiar about him.
What do you mean he's been watching, Doc Chester?
I don't know but every dog on time I'm with, Doc, I see him.
Matt.
Yeah?
I know who he looks like now.
Who?
The man I killed.
What?
Yes, his resemblance.
A very definite resemblance.
Well, how do you think it might be?
Well, I'm not sure but I feel kind of funny inside.
Same as I did out there on the prairie.
You two wait here.
I'd like to know your name, stranger.
You would?
No offense.
I'm Marshall Dillon.
Now what's your name?
Nate.
Nate what?
Nate'll do, Marshal or no Marshal.
Where are you from?
Colorado.
What are you doing in Dodge?
You got something against me.
Say it out, Marshal.
All right.
Doc Adams killed a man last week.
He thinks you look like you might be related to him.
Your Doc Adams has got a bad conscience, maybe.
I can't help who I look like.
He could be wrong but if he's right I want you to remember something.
Doc's a friend of mine.
If anything happened to him I'd take it real personal.
You ain't talking about me, Marshal.
If it'd be a bad death, mister, I'd kill real hard.
Chester.
Yes, sir?
Go get yourself a shotgun.
What?
You're gonna stay with Doc day and night.
From now on.
I'm sorry to bother you, Kitty.
I was just getting ready to go to work.
I wasn't expecting company.
It's about this trouble Doc's in, Kitty.
I think you might be able to help.
I'd do anything for Doc, Matt.
You know that.
This will take your whole evening.
It won't be easy.
Go on.
There's a stranger been hanging around town, says his first name is Nate.
He's medium height, wears a buckskin jacket and a brown slouch hat.
Yeah, I've seen him.
Well, Doc thinks he might be related to the man he killed.
He thinks it might be his brother.
You want me to find out?
Now that might take a lot of doing, Kitty.
Maybe it's asking too much.
You can't put him in jail, Matt.
That might save Doc's life.
Now I doubt if he's a man to get drunk by himself.
Nor easily.
And even drunk, I don't know if you can make him talk.
Leave that to me, Matt.
It's like I said, I'll do anything for Doc.
Chester, come on, wake up.
Oh, Mr. Pelsley.
I thought I told you to stay with Doc.
Well, I was with him all last night and all today.
So far.
Where is he now?
Well, I don't know.
We were playing some cards here and then I laid down for a minute.
Oh dear, I just don't know how I could have felt.
Go up to his office, see if he's there and stay with him if he is.
Yes, sir, I will.
I just don't know how.
Miss Kitty.
Chester.
It's nice to see you when I got to go.
Well, Matt.
Sit down, Kitty.
You look tired.
That was about the longest night I ever spent.
Where's Nate, whatever his name is?
Well, last I saw him it was dawn and he was almost asleep on one of the tables at the
long branch.
You're right, Matt.
That man sure can drink.
Well, Kitty, is it doing any good?
Some, his name's Nate Brandle.
Brandle?
His brother's name was Miles Brandle.
Yeah, and it was his brother Doc killed.
Well, that's why Nate's after Doc.
I guess he just hasn't had a good chance to get him yet, but he's going to, Matt.
No, he isn't.
I'll run him out of town now that I really know who he is.
Well, you want to hear the rest of it first?
Yeah, go ahead, Kitty.
Well, Nate's brother, this Miles Brandle, he heard Cam Seaton was living here and he
rode all the way from Colorado to kill him.
And he found him lying there hurt and learned that he'd sent for Doc.
I guess he figured if he could keep Doc awake, Cam wouldn't need killing him.
Yeah, he was right.
Why was he after Cam?
Well, Nate didn't say much about that.
But the important thing is that Miles was an outlaw with a price of a thousand dollars
on his head.
I never had a circular on him.
I knew anyway, according to Nate.
That's why he's after Doc so bad.
He thinks Doc shot his brother for the reward money.
But hasn't he heard this story?
I can't believe it, Matt.
Mr. Dillon?
Yeah, Chester.
Doc left a note on his drawer that he's down at the stable looking over a new buggy horse.
I'm going to hurry on down there.
Wait a minute, I'm going with you, Chester.
I think Doc will be wanting to thank you himself for what you've done.
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There he is, Mr. Dillon, standing just inside the door.
Yeah.
I don't see no buggy horse throwing or nobody else.
But at least Doc's still all right.
I promise I won't never fall asleep again.
I will take Doc back to the office where he'll be safe and I'll go round up Nate Brandle.
Now where's he going?
Hey Doc?
Somebody shot him.
Yeah, come on.
I'm all right, man.
Stay down, Doc.
There he goes, out that stall.
Hold it!
You got him.
Doc, I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
Doc!
Did you kill him, Matt?
I tried not to, Doc.
You hit me twice.
Here, let me have a look.
No, you finished me like you finished my brother.
Don't be a fool.
Hold still now.
Letting him up to my office, Matt.
One of those bullets has to come out before I can stop the bleeding.
I just tried to kill you, Doc.
I know.
Then what are you doing trying to save me?
I'm a doctor.
Nothing can keep me from a man who needs me.
I tried to explain that to your brother.
I don't believe you.
You're lying.
Let's get him moved, Matt.
We're wasting time.
Did you get the mail, Mr. Dunham?
Yeah, it finally came, Chester.
Go upstairs and get Doc, will you?
I'll be in the office.
Yes, sir.
Nate, you awake?
I'm awake.
Now, come on out.
What for?
You gonna hang me?
Come on into the office.
Two weeks in bed, three weeks in jail.
I begin to wish you'd killed me, Marshal.
I kept you in jail because Doc wanted you there, Nate.
Has he always run the law around here?
It was him you tried to kill, wasn't it?
If I had my way, you'd be in prison.
Between you and Doc, I ain't got a chance of nothing, have I?
They're gonna get that settled right now.
Who do you mean?
I don't know.
I'm doing this Doc's way.
I didn't ask you.
I got him, Mr. Dunham.
Good morning, Matt.
Morning, Doc.
Hello, Nate.
Well it came in today's mail, Doc.
Give it to me, Matt.
Here it is.
Thank you.
You got a pen in your desk, Matt?
Yeah, help yourself.
What is that?
What are you talking about anyway?
The reward money.
Thousand dollar check for killing your brother.
Well, Doc put in his claim, so I sent to Colorado for it.
Yeah, I might have known.
I hope you have a good time with it, Doc.
What are you gonna spend it on?
Tell us.
I'll tell you, Nate.
I'm gonna spend it on you.
I've endorsed it.
Here.
It's all yours.
Mine?
Take it.
But what for?
You'll have to figure out what for when it's about time you did.
Marshall?
Yeah, Nate.
My brother left a wife in Denver.
I'm gonna see she gets this.
She won't have to know what it's from.
Can I leave now?
Yeah, you can leave.
But Marshall...
Don't worry about it, Nate.
I'll tell Doc you finally got it figured out.
And now our star, William Conrad.
Thank you, George.
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Gun Smoke, produced and directed by Norman McDonald, stars William Conrad as Matt Dillon,
U.S. Marshal.
Their story was specially written for Gun Smoke by John Meston, with music composed and conducted
by Rex Corey.
Sound patterns by Ray Kemper and Bill James.
Featured in the cast were John Danaer and Vic Perrin.
Harley Bear is Chester, Howard McMear is Doc, and Georgia Ellis is Kitty.
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