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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 chancy job and it makes a man watchful and a little lonely.
This is close enough. Let's leave the horses here boys. Okay. Don't forget your rifle. Yeah, I got it.
That's him over by the corral. Looks like he's alone all right. He's alone. Who else could stand
being around him stinking sheep? Must be something awful wrong with a man like that, Joe. There is.
We're gonna set it right. Watch him now. I don't see he's wearing a gun. Probably got one hit out nearby.
Hello? Your name Gideon Seek? It is. He's your sheep? Yep. You got anybody helping you? I always
work alone. I noticed you ain't wearing a gun, Seek. I don't even own a gun. You don't. I don't
believe in killing. Well we do. Most men do. Seek, this is cow country. You know what that means? Oh,
it's my sheep. We gotta make an example of you. Other people might get ideas. If we don't, pretty
soon the country turn white with them willies. But I only have a few. Only 24 of them. That's 24
too many. We're gonna kill them, Seek. We're gonna shoot every one of them. Oh no. You go running to
the law, we'll come back and shoot you. You can't kill them. Try to stop us. We'll have to hit you
on the head. I won't do anything. He's too scared, Kel. Come on. Let's get to work. Oh please. Please
don't kill those animals. You just stand right there. He'll be keeping one eye on you. You start
the other end, Boyles. I'll start here. Okay. But you mustn't do it. You'll have a lot of meat left.
You eat sheep meat. I don't eat any kind of meat, but you mustn't kill them. Shut up. Let's get it
done, Boyles. I'm ready. Go ahead then. Stand back, Seek. You know what I mean. No, no.
Now, Matt, you sure Chest is gonna bring my mail back too? Well, they said he would. But where is
he? The Santa Fe pulled in two hours ago. Well, we have to sort it, don't they? What are you so anxious
about anyway? You expecting a lot of money or something? I could use a little money. Oh, and
there's a man who owes me twenty dollars. No. Gideon Seek. He's just getting off his wagon there.
Well, Gideon's an honest man. He'll pay you. Oh, I know that. I'm not worried about him. Morning,
Doc. Morning, Kel. Morning, Gideon. How are you? Doc, I got bad news for you. Oh? I'd meant to bring
in some sheep today and I was gonna pay you when I sold them. Oh, well, I can wait to get in. Well,
I'm afraid it'll be a long time now, Doc. Oh, that's all right. Something happened, Gideon? I lost my
sheep, Marshal. You lost them? I'm gonna get some more as soon as I can and I'll pay you, Doc. Now,
you know I'll pay you. Oh, of course I do. Well, goodbye. Well, I'll get in. He's a strange man.
Yeah, he is. But how could a man lose all his sheep, man? I don't know, Doc, but I gotta ride out
that way in a couple of days. I'll stop by and have a look.
That whistling man, Bobby Haggard, really started something. Tonight, we'd like to
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I don't see old Gideon nowhere around, Mr. Jones. He's probably in the shed, Chester.
What's that big pile of dirt he's got out there? I don't know, maybe he's digging a well.
Oh, that's too much dirt for a well. Well, then ask him what it is.
Hello, Gideon. Hello, Chester. Marshall. Gideon. Would you come inside?
No, thanks, Gideon. We were just riding by. Chester was wondering what you're digging out there.
Oh, well, that's a grave. A grave? My sheep are buried there.
Well, what happened, Gideon? They got killed.
How? It doesn't matter, Marshall. I'm gonna get some more when I can.
Please. Who did it, Gideon? Tell me.
A couple of men. They shot them. They shot all your sheep?
Yeah, it's no use asking me their names. I won't tell you.
Don't you want them caught? No.
Look, Gideon, I know you're a peaceful man and that you never carry a gun and all,
but this is a matter for the law. Now, you tell me who did it so I can go after them.
No, I can't. Why not?
I don't believe in killing, Marshall. I didn't say I was gonna kill them.
They killed your sheep, didn't they? If you don't understand...
Then you better tell us. I don't believe in killing for any reason,
even for food. And I don't believe in trying to resist evil.
What do you mean by that? Well, if a man strikes me, I don't strike back.
But don't you believe in defending yourself? The men who killed my sheep will be punished.
They will if I find them. No, Marshall. Their own conscience will punish them.
Look, Gideon, you've got a right to think any way you want to think, but so have I.
And I'm a lawman. I'm sorry, Marshall, but I can't help you.
Those men aren't through with you yet. You get more sheep on here and they'll be back,
and the next time they probably won't stop just with a sheep.
I'll win in the end, Marshall.
You're awful stubborn, aren't you?
No more than you are.
All right, Gideon, it's your funeral. Come on, Chester.
Hello, Kitty.
Matt, I didn't see you.
You weren't looking for me.
Well, did you find something of that wonder to blow your money on?
You talk like I'm a cowboy in with six months' pay.
I know better than that. You don't act like it.
I was only looking at those wool gloves, Matt.
No? Well, those would be nice company.
Yeah. By the way, anything new with Gideon?
No. I haven't seen him since I was out there a couple of weeks ago.
He interests me, that man.
Yeah, me too.
He's not fighting back at all. Maybe he's got something, Matt.
He hasn't got his sheep.
No, but he didn't get killed either.
He tried to put up a fight, they'd probably shot him.
They're still free to do it, whoever they are.
Maybe you're right. At least Gideon's ideas are some different from anybody else's around here.
Yeah, that's true for sure.
It isn't wrong, just because it's different.
No.
Think about it, Matt.
There can't be a fight unless both parties want it, can there?
Hey, Kitty, look.
Get him off that horse there.
Oh, it's Gideon. First time I ever saw him without his wagon.
Yeah.
I'm going to go in and see Mr. Jonas. Maybe he's going to buy a new one.
Maybe. Kitty, I think I'll go say hello.
Sure, Matt. I've got to get back to work anyway.
Yeah, I'll stop by later on.
Good.
He's asking a lot of you to trust me, Mr. Jonas. Things are going the way they are.
There ain't many men I'd trust, Gideon, but you're one of them.
Oh, hello, Marshal.
Mr. Jonas, how are you? Gideon.
Hello, Marshal.
You know what happened, Marshal? Have you told him yet, Gideon?
Oh, it's not important.
Not important? His house burned down, that's all.
Oh.
And his wagon along with it.
I'm going to rebuild.
Mr. Jonas told me yesterday that he's going to put me on the books for enough material to get started.
Ah, that's mighty good of him.
Oh, glad to do it. Hard-working, honest fella like Gideon.
Must have been a pretty big fire, Gideon.
Yes, it was.
I mean, to burn your wagon out, too.
I got an old wagon out back he can use.
Ah, you wait here now. I'll go see just how much material I got on the hand.
I'll get him.
Well, what, Marshal?
So they came back and burned your house down, huh?
All right, they did. But I'm still not going to tell you who they are.
They must want you out pretty bad, Gideon.
But I'm staying.
They'll kill you next.
It's no use arguing, Marshal.
Hell, it beats me. I don't know what to do.
Just don't do anything, Marshal.
Like you, huh?
They can't win.
They're doing pretty well so far, Gideon.
I can't beat it out of you, but I sure hate to stand by and watch a man let himself be destroyed.
I guess we'll never understand each other, Marshal.
No, I guess not.
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Mr. Doane?
Yeah, Chester.
You better come outside.
How it's the matter?
Well, there's a wagon out there and Gideon seeks in it.
He must be hurt bad.
What?
There it is.
I seen it coming down the street.
There was nobody driving,
so I tied the horse up at the rail.
Well, what happened to Gideon?
I don't know.
I couldn't see too good in the dark and all,
so I come to get you before time to do anything.
He's been shot, Chester.
He's still alive?
Yeah, but we better get him up to the docks.
Come on, give me a hand here.
All right.
Do you think we can ride out and find where it happened
and maybe track him down?
What, at night in the rain?
Well, maybe now he'll tell us who done it.
I doubt it, even if he lives.
He sure does make it hard for the law, doesn't he?
Yeah, he sure does.
Hello, Kitty.
Hello, Matt.
Draw me a beer, will you, Sam?
I'm in a...
How's Gideon's sick today, Matt?
Doc says he'll be all right in time.
But he still won't talk?
Oh, he talks all right.
I just don't understand him, that's all.
Well, I guess you're just gonna have to let him have his way, Matt.
Here's your beer, Martin.
Oh, thanks, Sam.
Why, can't you bring me another bottle over here?
Oh, another bottle.
He sure needs that.
Yeah, he's pretty drunk, isn't he?
He ought to be.
Sam says he's been here since morning.
It doesn't look like he's gonna make any trouble, will he?
I'm not so sure.
He's been drinking like he's awful mad at something.
Kitty.
Huh?
Who's that that just came in?
I don't know.
I knew I'd find you, Boyle.
You had to come here and get drunk, didn't you?
You just leave me alone, Kitty.
What'd you run off for?
What's the matter with you?
I told you, what's the matter?
Now leave me alone.
You ain't quitting now.
I'm through, I told you.
I mean it.
I can't stand it no more.
I start something, I finish it,
and I told you this morning I heard it ain't finished yet.
I don't even like to be around you, Cal.
You make me ashamed of myself.
You listen.
My horse is down the street.
I'm gonna tie him next to yours,
and then I'm coming back here for you.
And you're going with me if I have to carry him.
What do you suppose that's all about, man?
I don't know.
But I think I'll find out.
Excuse me, Kitty.
Hello, Boyles.
Oh, you're the marshal, ain't you?
Yeah.
What's bothering you?
Plenty.
But it ain't none of your business.
What did you do to make you so ashamed of yourself?
Nothing.
You're a cattleman, aren't you?
I'm proud to be one.
I sure ain't no stinking sheep herder,
no lousy sheep herder.
No?
And I don't think you're a coward either.
What?
But you're feeling like one.
That's why you're ashamed of yourself.
It's kind of hard to beat down a man who won't fight back, isn't it?
How'd you find out, marshal?
From you, I guess.
We ain't dead.
Cal heard about that this morning,
but I ain't going on with it.
I'm pooped.
I can't stand it no more.
You finish your drink, Boyles.
I'll be back directly.
Well, where are you going, Mr. Dillon?
Wait right here, Chester. I may need you.
Yes, sir.
Well, what do you want, marshal?
I've been talking to your partner, Cal.
What?
Kind of broken him down, what you two have been doing lately.
What are you saying?
It's made him ashamed.
Now, you heard him.
He can't stand it anymore.
There's Boyles you're talking about. He's drunk.
He always gets to feeling sorry for himself when he's drunk.
Uh-huh.
You shot a man last night, Cal.
You left him for dead.
You better be ready to back out up, marshal.
I'm ready.
All right, you can have Boyles. He won't fight.
But you ain't taking me.
You think I'm gonna let you ride out of here?
Enough talk, marshal.
Is he dead, Mr. Dillon?
He's dead, Chester.
But what happened? Who is he?
There's a man at the bar of the Long Branch. His name's Boyles. He's drunk.
Go lock him up.
Boyles? Who's he?
Like Gideon said, Chester, Boyles punished himself.
And he was wrong about Cal here.
I had to do that.
So I guess we were both right.
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You know, when frontier settlers cleared their land, they left the brush piled around their place and earned the name Nester,
because from a distance it looked like a big old bird's nest.
Well, next week a nester causes trouble when he won't leave his land.
And that was the West. Good night.
Gunsmoke, produced and directed by Norman MacDonald, stars William Conrad as Matt Dillon, U.S. Marshal.
Our story was specially written for Gunsmoke by John Mustin, with music composed and conducted by Rex Corey.
Sound patterns by Tom Hanley and Bill James.
Featured in the cast were Ralph Moody, John Danaer, Harry Bartel, and Jack Moyles.
Barley Bear as Chester, Howard McNear as Doc, and Georgia Ellis as Kitty.
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