Custer

In the town Dodge City and in the territory on West, there's just one way to handle the killers and the spoilers, and that's where the U.S. Marshal and the smell of gun smoke. Gun smoke, starring 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. a chance job and it makes a man watchful and a little lonely. Our horses, Sadam, Mr. Dunn. I swear I'm so hungry I could eat a whole home.

No, well, all the hogs you get this morning's cooking on that stick right there, Chester. It's done? Well, it depends on how hungry you are. It's done. Thank you. I thought in it. That's hot, ain't it?

Or it will be good to get back to God tonight, sleep in the bed again, won't it? You know, something, Chester, civilizations made you soft. No, maybe so. But I get my attire to use my back for a mattress and my belly for a covering.

Obviously, you were born for greater things than rooting around the prairie and living on the rain. It ain't been raining, Mr. Jones. No, no, it hasn't, Chester, but it will sooner or later is bound to rain.

Yes, sir. Wish we'd brought some more bacon. Say, Mr. Dillon, don't old man Granby live around here somewhere? Uh-huh. Well, maybe we could buy a little from him. And according to what I've always heard, old Granby wouldn't lend anybody anything.

Mm-hmm. You really think he is a rich miser, like to say? Oh, I don't know, Chester. You know, sometimes a man's entirely different from his reputation. He only met Granby once or twice. He seemed like a nice enough old fella.