Hinka-Do

Around Dodge City and in the territory on West, there's just one way to handle the killers and the spoilers. And that's with a U.S. Marshal and the smell of gun smoke. 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. Morning, Miss Adam, eh? Hey, Marshal.

Good morning, Captain. Hey, Matt. Wait a second. Huh? Oh, how you dok? Oh, on my way over to jail. After you. Huh? You heard about the long horn? No, what about it? You haven't heard of you, wouldn't it?

Well, heard what? Well, um, I'll walk along with you if you hadn't had a name. Well, as a matter of fact, that was heading that way. Hey, what's all that crowd out in front there?

In due time, Matt. In due time. You know, doctors, only one thing that makes you happier than having a secret, and that's the collector coroner's fee. Yeah, I might get a fee out of this too, boys of it.

No wonder you're all worked up. Hey, have you heard about the Longhorn? It's the dog dog thing. Your long-earned dog on his finger. Come on, bro. You want Mr. Dillon? Oh, hi, adjuster. Say you heard about the Longhorn?

No. No, Chester, I have not heard about the Longhorn. What? He's upset, Chester. Is he on the man and dad who hasn't heard? Look, so help me, Doc. This is one of your practical jokes.

Oh, no, no, no, no. I had nothing to do with it. You'll see. Uh... Will you pardon me, ma'am? Let him throw. Uh, pardon me, please. Excuse me. Well, Mr. Dylan... Well, Mr. Dylan... What do you think of it, Maddie?