Spring Freshet (better sound, less complete)

Gun, Stodge 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. During William Conrad, the 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 chance a job and it makes a man watchful and a little lonely Listen to that miserable coyote. Mr. Dylan. Did you hear him? Yes, I heard him Justin

We're gonna stop in the long bang. Oh, there's no reason so it's late. It's too quiet for anything to be going on Well, I was thinking I sure could do with some beer to go to bed on You can't anybody was buying a place does sound kind of like a morgue tonight, don't it?

I'll end the next month when the trail herd starts rolling in. You'll be lucky to get your foot in, son. Been waiting for you, Marshall. Get your hands up. Oh, no, no. Yeah, sure, Red. I won't argue with a shotgun.

That's what we figured. Take his gun, Red. Yeah. You, you know mind, do you, Martin? I go ahead and do what Hacks says. He's the one who gives the orders the way I hear it.

You shut up, Marshall. Neither one of us gives orders. Huh? I didn't know your boys were in this part of the country. That's far enough right there. Unless you want to see this little lady here, get her pretty looks all spoiled.