Fiery Arrest

In the territory on West, there's just one way to handle the killers and the spoilers, and that's with 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. a chance a job and it makes a man watchful and a little lonely. Look like this term is gonna let up, none for spell, Mr. Jones.

Oh sure doesn't, Mr. Jones. I've never seen country doubt eat this. They just eat no half way about it. These are hot and dryer, cold and wetting, that's okay, Jones. You like about it, you'd have it a little better than that.

I swear you can either fry yourself to death or get soaked to death. That's what the way is. Well, there's one other way, too. How's that? You can... Don't lie to ya, stayin' hopping, kid.

Just, or... We better start lookin' for a place to take cover, you may be right. Just might get there, just to that shack. Mr. I see it. All right, we'll head for it for the night, huh?

All right. But there ain't even no shed there for the horses. Well, let's ride around to that side, out of the wind. I'll leave him there. My children...

Doesn't look like the shack is, either. Come on. I sure didn't expect see no stove in here, Mr. Don't. They ain't us.

They can shake some of this water off. If you warm her in here, then two winters out. You can always stay outside with the horses, just to know. Well, if you don't mind, drop their guns.