The Cook

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. Worrying William Conrad, the story of the violence that moved West with young Americans, and the story of a man who moved with it.

Ellen, 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 loan. What of it if you don't mind?

Car. Yep. Mr. Green. Sandy King's the name, Mr. Green. Don't you, Mr. Green me. Okay. What's on your mind? Feeding you is on my mind. You've been eating here a whole week on credit and you ain't paid a cent.

Of course not. What do you mean, of course not? When a man eats on credit, he ain't supposed to pay, is he? Now you look here. I'm okay. I'm broken you are. Look at this place.

I ain't got enough customers to pay for the water. The food's bad, Hank. That's the whole trouble. You've been eating it a whole week, you fuzzard. Now it ain't that bad. Sandy, you got more nerve than any man I ever met.

But nerve ain't money and I can't afford to feed you no more. So that's that. Well, now, Hank, maybe I have been kind of taken advantage of you. You've got a real easy way of putting things.

I'll make up for it. Oh. Well, there and fire that drunken cook you got. I'll take over for a week. How's that? You take over what? Cooking? Yeah. Well, how do I know you're any better than he is?