The Lynching

and in the territory on West. There's just one way to handle the killers and the spoilers. And that's with the US Marshal and the smell of gun smoke. Gun smoke, starring William Conrad, the story of the violence that moved West with young America, the story of a man who moved with it.

Matt Dillon, United States Marshal. Uh, see that horse over here?

Alright, let me get this new surrounding a deady neck and you'll be swinging in no time. There, too tight as if I wouldn't want you to be uncomfortable. That's enough of that camp. Huh? Who said that?

I did. I said it. Rice, do it. No matter you turn in yellow, and get this over with camp. Why devil? Because that's what he is. That's why. Shut up. I'll take care of you in a minute.

Rice, you got anything against my hangin' this murderer? Just don't double them. That's all. Get it over with. I'll do it my way. It's my brother E. Shah, isn't it? And in the back, too.

Right? Maybe you'd like me to turn his bushwhack a loose. Is that it? Well, ask him his name. Nobody's even asked him his name. You'll hate this knife. All of you. I was in on a lynch at once and I swore I'd never be in on another.

Well, I guess the joke's on you, isn't it? Look, I hear you laugh again, Kim. So help me. I'll shoot you. Maybe you shouldn't be here, right? How can you hang a man you don't even know his name?

What do I care what his name is? So long as he pays for murder and job. What's your name, fella? What do you care? You don't let stop him. You just want to know your conscience.