Third Son

Down 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. Marshall and the smell of gun smoke starring William Conrad, the story of the violent that moved West with young America, and the story of a man who moved with it.

I'm that man, Matt Dillon, the United States Marshall, the first man they look for and the last they want to meet. It's a chance they job, but it makes a man watchful. Not a little lonely.

That's a good question. Uh, the little dab of coffee that Mr. Jones would like me for you to... I don't know if I accept it, not this time of night. Besides, that stuff's practically boiled solid by now, isn't it?

Oh, no, that's when I like it today. It's a good day if something there is still in a way. That gives a man a lot of energy. Well, I'd rather guess them, please. I'll see you in the morning, Justin.

Alright, Mr. Dylan. I'll walk up by that, I think he's just coughing. Alright. Dylan? Yeah, we better take a look. Come on. I should have known it was too quiet around here tonight. Wait a minute. Do you recognize them, Justin?

No, sir, I didn't. The dark and all. I see them. There's two of them, no. Yeah, well, they left one behind. Behind? Down there on the street. All right, Grace, John, do you think that's what them shots were?

I will know in a minute. Let's turn him over. He's breathing. Break it out at all. All right, that smell like bad whiskey. Is he hurt? I don't think so, Chester. He hasn't been shot anywhere.