The Sod-Buster

In the dark 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. 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 looked for and the last they want to meet.

It's a chance job, and it makes a man watchful. Not a little lonely. They agree. Those who think young, they kept me. They picked the right one. The modern light won. Now it's Pepsi.

For those who think young, so go ahead. And pick the drink. That lets you drink young as you think. Yes, get the right one. The modern light won. No, it's that big for those who think young.

No, no, no, sir, it just isn't right, Chester. It just isn't right. You know, what are you talking about, Doc? What am I? I'm talking about Matt. Our troops in all over the country after some killer, maybe get them so sharp.

Oh, my goodness. And here you sit, suning yourself. Would your feet popped up on the porch rail half asleep? You just look here. Shingle. Just shingle. That not dark. You know, Miss. Don't hold me to stay here and watch.

Well, then it seems like you could find something more useful to do with your time. You know, I'd feel a little bit guilty if I were you. Doc, you're just plain cantanker, Seth. You are.

Whoa! Hold up there. Well, ma'am. Look at that. Well, it looks like we made it, Bishamy. You're a dance, Pa. Now, there's a pair of real beauties. And when they look like they both come off a hog farm.