Overland Express

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 the U.S. Marshal and the smell of gun smoke. Gun smoke, starring William Conrad, the transcribed story of the violence that moved West with young Americans.

The story of a man who moved with it, Matt Dillon, United States Marshal. Marshall. A stranger named Joe Bodrie killed a man in Dodge and then got on his horse and rode 90 miles northwest.

He made it across the Smoky Hill River before his horse played out and fell behind a small knoll. Bodrie put a knife in him and settled on the wake. Half hour later he shot my horse off from under me and crippled Chester's and a slug in the shoulder.

When he gave up, he just threw down his guns and walked toward us across the ferry. His hands in the air. You think it's a trick, Mr. Dillon? I don't know, Chester, but if he makes a move, he'll kill it.

Yes, sir? That's far enough, Audrey. Now, turn around. I ain't know him, Marsh. No. You know, I'm curious, Audrey. Why didn't you shoot it up? I don't want to kill anybody, Marsh. You killed a man and died.

He went for his gun I had to. Some of the witnesses say he didn't. Oh sure, friends are his. I heard him. That's why I lit out. Man looks guilty when he runs you. Should have stayed and faced him.

Oh, what kind of shaker did I get in a strange town, Marshall? Everybody be against me. The law protects you if you're innocent. You'll have to stand trial now anyway. Well, maybe I made a mistake, but I'm still alive.