The Lady Killer

Dodge City and 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 Americans, and the story of a man who moved with it.

I'm that man, Matt Dillon, 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.

People today go more, take their pleasures with them. This is the lively life, the life for PepsiCoa, life-breaking, clean-facing Pepsi. So think young, say, testy-glise, take Pepsi wherever you go. So go here, add a sticky drink, let's drink, yeah, as you think.

Yes, get the right one. The mother and life's when. Now it's get the... ...that's what the littles think, yeah? Grand Lucas come to town, are you, Grand? I'm fine, Sam. Just fine. First drink's on the house, where do you have?

Well, I was going to have a beer. One whiskey coming up. Did Miss Kitty around today, Sam? Yeah, she's upstairs. She's going to be coming down soon. How's my bed? Oh, it's fine. Fine. You were going to be in town long, Grant?

Just a lap of the trial. Oh, yeah, I've long forgot you and the marshall are testifying against Messiah Welsh, ain't you? That way I... Go ahead and make yourself a home-packed. Hey Sam. Oh, there's a little girl in the bar.

Oh, her? That's May. Tell me. Some looker, huh? If you let her look in every time I come in here. Oh, oh. She didn't waste any time spotting you, either. I'll see you, Grant. Thanks, Sam.