The Partners

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. 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 chancy job, and it makes a man watchful. And a little lonely. Lookie there, Sam.

The big fella's about to start the show now. Hi, everybody. I heard you dodge city folks. We're up and coming, ready to pay the price for a real, full-in spectacle. Beat of Darren, the lack of which ain't been seen since the day is away himself.

He's a pretty funny talker, isn't he? I'll put your money in the hat, or there won't be any shoes. Well, come on, Sam. Come on. Thank you. Hey. Hey, is that your little boy, Mr. Kell?

What? You want to find out, Mr. Fittland, here. You know what it is. This is my partner, Mr. Little Murray. He may be small, but he ain't no boy as you just found out. Who'd have put some money in that?

Well, sure. Sure. I'll put you. You can use the shoot that tin can off in the little fellas head. I shoot one off in his head. He shoots one off in mine. If you put in your money.

Well, sure. His mind. Now gentlemen, stand back. That's it. That's it. Thank you. Do nothing to distract my serious moment. You ain't joking, Mr. Please, please. Marshal, there's a law about firearms guns and a straighter, Mr.