Second Son

Around 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. It's a chance a job, but it makes a man watchful. Not a little lonely.

I sure would like to turn off here and go down to that stream and catch me a mess fish, Mr. Don't. Even the fish have enough sense to lie low under a noon sun like this, just if...

And I'd just soon be lying low with them along the bank there under a tree. Sure. You'd be stretched out under a tree, and the ants that come, and the jiggers, Maybe a rattle snake or two.

I'm not just a minute here. Just as soon as you got rid of them, they'd probably blow up a storm. Well, I think you're better off, right, and right back into town with me. Hmm. Maybe we were right at that.

I don't guess I really feel like eating fish today anyway. Say, look, yonder there. Ain't that somebody walking up ahead of us? Yeah, it looks like it. Well, what on earth would a body be walking on a day like this?

It probably has no choice. Well, everybody around here rides a horse, Mr. Jones. Looks like he has been riding one. How's that? Oh, he's carrying a saddle, Chester. Well, my man, I can see that, but what do you suppose he's...