Tag, You're It

In Dodge City and in the territory on West, there is just one way to handle the killers and the spoilers, and that's where the US Marshal and the smell of gun smoke, Jim Conrad, once that moved wet, and the story of a man who moved with it.

In the United States Marshal, the first man they looked for and the last they want to meet. It's a chancey job, and it makes a man watchful, and a little lonely. And like this makes a man feel mighty perky, Mr. Jones.

That looks to be a nice day, Chester. Sunshine and fine breeze starting up. And breakfast waiting right down the street there. I wondered how long it'd be before you'd get around to mention them food.

Oh, I like you. I know, Chester. I know. Give you a knife and a fork and you turn into a tiger. Oh, no, it ain't that bad. Wait a minute, Chester. Long time, Matthew. Yeah, a long time.

Well, just rode into town five minutes ago. And the first man I run into is you. Well, I'm the first one a lot of them run into. This is Chester Prodford. Carol Killian. Chester? I'm Killian.

That a badge you're wearing, Matthew? Uh-huh. And a U.S. Marshal here in Dutch. A law man. Well, never thought it. Well, it seems we both sold our guns in a different way. I wouldn't know about that.

I'm still a drifter, Matthew, same as always. So I've heard it. And just the saddle bum here today, going tomorrow. But it's what happens between today and tomorrow and the curl. Nobody ever knows, I heard it time.