Real Sent Sonny

Brown 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, that it makes a man watchful. That a little lonely.

Oh, what you doing? This old stove brings up cottonwood just as fast as little buffalo chips. I'll make you dump some more in Chuck Ginn, a couple of chunks, and, whoosh, ain't nothing left but a handful of coals.

Are you picking them up and measuring them, Chester? Oh, no, sir. Of course not. That's just where you're talking. A handful means just enough to... enough to see about as much as a handful. Yes, sir. That's right. We need new stove anyway. It's gonna bang over well. It's been here since the jail was built. No,

I don't tell you what we'll do. We'll get a letter off to Washington right away. Oh, my, that'll do well good. I then thought it back there don't even know there is any country west of Mississippi River. You know, there are times I agree with them.

I think you just say that, but you don't mean it. I don't know. No, sir, you don't, Mr. Donwell. The only way you'll ever leave Dodd's city's firm to carry you out in the box is even then you'll...