Body Snatch

city and in the territory on West there's just one way to handle the killers and the spoilers and that's with the US Marshal and the smell of William Conrad the story of the violence that moved West and moved with it easy wash your own to sell back there you sure all right come on you got no call to haul me in so rough it's your

legs real bad you're lucky I didn't break your neck but I ain't done nothing to get drug around like this get in there but that engine was as dead as they come I wasn't hurting him none his relatives won't look at it that way they call it grave Robin I wasn't gonna must things up

none I just sort of looking for some things they might have buried with a marshal it well it sure wasn't doing him no now you listen to me read you're a fool but that's no excuse in the first place those Indians don't bury anything with their debt that you'd want an old pipe maybe a mechanic grease or a horse's tail

But even so, they don't look kindly on grave, Robin. For I did. You'd be needing a grave by an hour. You'd be praying for one anyway. And the whole countryside would be in danger of an uprising.

Now, you're going to stay in jail for a while. But my light, Marshall, it's still bleeding. All right. I'll have Doc take a look at it if I can get him to come over here.

Trust him. They'll get dark with him. Yes, well, but if it was me, I'd just soon let him bleed to that. I would too, Chester, but that way we'd have a job of burying him.