Gunsmoke: Tara

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 US Marshal and the smell of gun smoke. Gun smoke starring William Conrad, the story of the violence that moved West with young American.

The story of a man who moved with it, Matt Dillon, United States Marshal. Hello, Marshal Dillon. Hello, Ben. How are you?

Had a chevron come in from St. Louis? He came in on the morning dream, Marshal. I was gonna send the boy over to tell you. What have you seen it yet? Haven't had a chance to open it up.

Here it is. Oh, good. Let's see how it looks. All right. There it is. Prettyest gold watch chain I ever did see. Ha ha ha. Ah, Chester like that. Yeah. And look at the gleam on that elk stew.

Yeah. Chester, no, you're getting this for him. Oh, no, no. It's by way of a surprise. He thinks he's got a birthday this month sometime. Saturday's about the middle of the month, so I figured it's as good a day as anything.

to give it. Yeah, morning, Mr. Aaron. Oh, morning, Ben. Marshall Dillon. Morning, Tara. Oh, how beautiful. Is it yours, Marshall? Oh, no, no. It's for Chester. He's always wanted one. It's lovely. Ben, did my hand mirror arrive?

Yeah, I came in this morning, Mr. Aaron. Can I take it now? I don't know why now, but it's paid for. Here. Careful now, mister. I came all the way from Boston. So don't drop it. Oh, I won't don't worry Goodbye. Goodbye. Marshall. Bye time That's a mighty pretty girl, but yes, sir. Yeah

She's blossom dots since I saw her list Well, what are we have been? We'll be just about four dollars more dollars, huh? There we are four dollars. Thank you, Marshall And give Chester my regard.

How do that bend? Morning, Miss Lane. Morning. Morning. Morning, Martha. Hello, John. Hello, Marshal. Good morning, Chester. Well, more, Miss Dillon.

Put this in the safe for me, would you? Yes, sir. How was the auction yesterday? You know, Mr. Dillon, I never did. See so many horses and mew. You buy anything? No, Mr. Dillon. Mr. Dillon. But is it well done about that old stud horse off Mr. McGovern?

No, is that so? I mean, you know, I feel sorry for poor old Asian. Why that stud horse has got a ringbone so bad he can't hardly walk. Well, Aesha isn't very smart when it comes to horses, I'm afraid.

No, sure he ain't. And I purely hate to see him lose good money on a horse like that. Like he paid $19 for that horse. Well, he'll make out if the stud can get in some coats.

Yes, sir, I guess. That is if he's got a mayor. Yes, Chester, if he's got a mayor. And if he don't, well, sir, I just don't know. My. Chester, this evening, I'm going to have supper with Kitty over at Dodge House.

Would you stay here? There's no work to do, but you could keep an eye on things. I'd be proud, Mr. Dylan. Or coffee, Kitty? No thanks, ma'am. You mind if I smoke? That was the longest cigars I ever saw.

Well if it bothers you, I'll have. Six nights a week at the Texas Trail and you think I'd mine once cigar? Go ahead. Okay. Matt. Who I'm? There's something been troubling me. No, what's that?

Well, I wanted to have something here so we could talk. Well, what is it, Kitty? But isn't it, Kitty? Almost four months ago, you and Chester brought a little girl back into town. Daddy was dead, out on the plains.

You brought her back because she couldn't stay out there alone. McGoa? She's real sweet. Young, I guess maybe 17. You're talking about Tara Henry? Young, Matt. I saw her over at the General's store this morning.

What about her? Well, she's hanging around the Texas Trail, Matt. I see it all the time, afternoons, evenings. Oh? No. Why are you telling me this, Kitty? What's no place for a girl? Not a young girl, not a girl like Tara.

I don't have any say about how Kate runs the Texas Trail. If they don't want Tara in the place, Kate should keep her out. Well, Kate won't keep her out. Why should she? Tara's attractive.

She's good for business. Kitty, when I brought Tara back to Dodge, Lawrence Kelz and his wife took her in. They've been treating her like her own daughter. Now, it's not my place to interfere with them.

Well, maybe they don't know, Matt. Their church goin' people, Kitty. Kelz and his wife. They try to do what's right for Tara. I'm sure they'd... Matt, people like the Kelz don't know the Texas Trail.

They don't know the saddle bums, the spoilers, the wild ones that hang out there. Even if they did, they wouldn't see too much wrong with the man Terz taken up with. Oh, who is it?

Jack Grace. Grace. Jack Grace. Yeah. Tara's keeping company with him. She has been since he came to town a few weeks back. Well, that little fool. Well, don't blame her too much, Matt. He cuts quite a figure.

Long hair, buckskin, shirt, Texas spurs. She's young, and his stories make for good listening. Matt, I've talked with Grace, and there's something wrong with him. He's too cold, like he's dead inside. He can charm me with a smile and he talks just fine, almost like a gentleman.

But there's nothing inside in Matty. He's empty, like a shell. All right, what do you want me to do, Kenny? Thank you, Matty. Talk to the kills. All right, tomorrow morning, I promise. Hey, Marshall Dillon.

Good morning, Tara. We are having some lemonade. Won't you join us? Well, I came looking for Mr. Kells. They're both down at church, getting ready for the social tomorrow night. Oh, how Marshall Dillon, have you met Mr. Grace?

Mr. Grace? I know of you, Marshall Dillon. I'm down around the way. Go to several of the boys speaking of you. No. What did you want to see the kills about, Marshall? Maybe I could help you.

I think I should talk to them, Tera. It's a matter of business. About Mr. Kale's business? The Buffalo Hyde? No, no, no, it's another sort of thing. I better come back, Tera. They'll be home later.

Well, you know how these church socials take planning. It may be late. Yeah, well, I'll come back then. Sorry, you won't join us, Marshall. you anyway, Mr. Grace. I'll walk you to the gate, Marshall. I'll be seeing you again, Marshall Dylan. May be, Mr. Grace. I know why you came here today, Marshall. I know why you wanted

to see the cows. You do, Tera. It's about me and Jack Grace, isn't it? This isn't the time to talk about it, Tera. It's a fine time to talk about it. Now look at Tera.

Have busy bodies in this town sent you over here. They don't like my keeping company with Jack. Isn't that right? They're not busy buddies, Tara. They're people who were fond of you, older than you and no more about Jack Grace than you do.

Lou knows, though, got it. Now Tara, listen to me. No, you listen to me. For as long back as I can remember, Paul and me worked at Drydup Ol Homestead. Alone after Ma died, the kill Pa came near to killing me.

Look, when I brought you under dodge, the Kells took you in. They treated you like their own daughter. Mr. Kells is a wealthy man. He's given you everything he can. And I'm grateful to him.

He's tried hard to do all the things Paul would have done if the planes hadn't killed him. But he still can't give me the love and excitement and fun Jack Grace can do. Oh, Terrace, so help me. If you were two years younger, I'd put you across my knee and slap some sense under you.

Now, if you hurt the Kells because of Jack Grace, or if you get yourself in trouble, I'm gonna forget about them. to forget about this. I didn't know better. I'd say it was a lover's fat. I'll be back later, Tara. There isn't much point in that marshal dillin' from what I could hear on

the porch. Miss Tara seems to have said what she thinks real plain. I'll be back later, Tara. Will you tell him? I don't know why you bother, Marshall. If the Kells are ones to worry about loose reputation, they might not pay too much attention to you.

What are you getting at? The U.S. Marshal who sniffs around one of the girls at the Texas Trail isn't in the best company and after all, everyone knows the kiddies. Now get up. If I ever hear you've mentioned kiddie again, I'll come after you.

Why don't you do that? I will. Good day, Tara. You're Jack. I'll call back for you later this afternoon. I'm sorry, Tara. I didn't mean for this to happen. Just a big blunder in stupid bully!

Terra, please! If you mess up the one thing that means happiness for me, how he'll help him kill you. We will return for the second act of gun smoke in just a moment. But first, misreminded, then mind you don't miss CBS Radio's Mr. Chameleon, on the first of his new Friday Night broadcasts tonight,

on most of these same CBS radio stations. Now the second act of gun smoke. Yes, Mr. Kelso won't you sit on please? Yeah, sure.

Hope it won't take too long. Gretchen and I are in charge of the box so it's an eye, you know. Wouldn't want to be too late. Well, it may take a few minutes, Mr. Kelso.

It's important. Oh, it's about terror. And Jack Grace. You know about it then. I've known about it ever since she came to town three months ago. she came to town three weeks ago. They met Heaven knows where or how, and she's been seen the most everyday since. You know where she spends her time? At the Texas Trail. Yes, I

know. Gretchen and I have tried every way we know Marshall Dillon. We both talked with Tara, but she's young and headstrong. I don't know what to do. I think she'd run away with him if we interfered again. Mr. Kells is Marshall. This is no affair, mind. But as someone who's fond of terror and well I wish you'd try talking with her again.

Well we'll do everything we can I promise you that perhaps you perhaps Grace will get tired of her and leave Dodge. Perhaps. Anyhow you know I'll sure try. Yeah well thank you very much for coming over here Mr. Kalman. Sure Marshall. You're going to be at the social tonight aren't you?

Oh sure, sure. Chester, I'll be there. Chester, be real upset to miss it. Good. We'll see you there. Okay, fine. Mr. Dylan? This is Miss Honeycutt. How did you? I'm proud to know you, ma'am.

I bought her a supper box. Did you bid on any supper boxes, Mr. Dylan? No, Chester. I was late getting here. Oh, that's pity. Now, what do you do for supper? Oh, I'll make out all right.

Well, there's really enough for the three of us, my son, if you'd care to join us. Well thank you Miss Honeycutt, but I'm looking for Mr. and Miss Kelz. Oh, they're not here yet. The person was asking for him a few minutes ago.

Mr. Kelz was to auctioned off the supper, but they didn't come, so we went ahead without them. Oh? You sure you won't join us, Monge? No thank you, ma'am. I'll just wait for the Kelz. Perhaps I'll walk back toward their place and meet them on the way.

Well, alright, Mr. Billin. Miss Honeycutt, and I'll be right over there if you need me. I don't think I will, Chester. You just go ahead and enjoy your service. It's real pleased to meet you.

I still met you. Yes, I... Mind that vent, Miss Honeygood? Oh, hello, Kitty. You're leaving the party before I get there? No, no. I was just walking back toward the cow's place. They're not at the social yet, and this might be a good chance to talk to them.

Oh. All right, if I come with you? Well, sure. I had to talk with Mr. Cowles this afternoon. Yeah? Yeah. He knows all about Tara and Grace. Has known for a long time. Well, what's he gonna do about it, man?

He doesn't know what to do. Neither do I, Kitty. Look, Kitty, you're a woman. You know about these things. You don't tell a woman she shouldn't love some man, do you? Mm-hmm. No, you don't.

Kel's has tried hard. He's done everything he can. Well, he's a wealthy man. He could send her east for a few months on a visit. St. Louis, maybe. To forget Grace? Yeah? What a doing it good No, oh there's a house It's dark Maybe we passed them. No, I don't think so Here

Kitty Yeah, maybe you better wait here Mad, what is it? The house shouldn't be dark. We didn't pass them. What are you gonna do? I'm going inside. I'll come with you. All right. Come on The door is open.

Ma'am, Ma'am, look. Stay here, Kitty. Shot both of them. Oh. No wonder they were late for the auction. Kitty, go back to the church social fine Chester, have him meet me at the jail, tell Doc to come over here.

What are you gonna do, Ma'am? I don't know. Look around, maybe. Why this? What for? Who knows why people kill Kitty? Money, maybe, I don't know. But who'd do it, Ma'am? Who'd kill the cows?

Someone who hated them enough or thought they had something he wanted bad real bad Grace well, you please get Chester and doc. Yeah, yeah Terra Terra. Are you all right?

It's Matt Dillon Terra. Are you hurt bad? Who did it? You know? Well, who was it was it Grace? What happened Tara? Terra Mr. Kells was waiting for him when Jack came for me. Mr. Kells wanted to talk with Jack. He said it.

Well, go on. I can't help if you don't tell me what happened. When Jack came, it was an argument. Mr. Kells told Jack to go away. Leave me alone. Told him not to come back.

Jack laughed. Call Mr. Kells a name and Miss fell slapped in And Jack hit her Mr. Kells tried to get his rifle in the corner injects Jack Yeah He shot him He shot both of them then he turned He said it wouldn't have worked out for us He was leaving Just like that

He was leaving. You see, you'd be nothing but trouble, he said. I'm leaving, he said. Sennie, hit me. Hint. Doc will be here in a few minutes, Tara. He'll take care of you. You want me to go with you, Mr. Dylan?

No, you stay here. You got me that Winchester, will you? Yes, sir. Here you are. Thank you. How do you trigger the trailer at night, Mr. Dylan? I don't. I'm taking a guess, that's all.

You know where he's going? Like I say, it's a guess. It won't be back to Texas. He's wanted there. Might be Abilene. Ben Thompson, the cover for him there. You'll have an hour or more started on that, Mr. Dillon.

I know, but I figured to take the back country and ride hard. Maybe I'll cut his sign by morning. You'll be riding three miles to his one? I'll take the buckskin. He can last. Don't you want me to follow you?

I should be back with Amara and I. You stay here and help Kitty and Doc with everything. And take good care of the girl. She needs help. Yes, good luck, Mr. Dylan. Mmm! Can't see me, don't bother to try.

Just drop your gun belt. Easy. And your rifle. Throw it down. Now keep your hands high just like they are. You travel fast, Dylan. I didn't waste time getting to hear. I know this country better than you, Grace.

Roads aren't always straight. always straight. Even saw that buckskin of yours must be quite a piece of horse. He is. We'll be starting back right quick but meanwhile you just sit tall right where you are. Arms will get tired. Taking me back to jail in God. Well what do you expect? You murdered two people just last night try to third. I just hit

Tara down. I don't know as I tried to kill her. You must have known I'd come after you. I figured maybe you'd start talking me toward Texas. I didn't give you a credit to think of my head and grappling. I get the jokes on me. Yeah I guess it is.

You know I don't understand what goes on inside you Grace. There's no point in my getting riled. You got me cold deck. Someone told me earlier you were just a a shell that you were empty inside by heaven you are you're crazy grace just mean pure crazy if you doing that talking Marshall please yourself in your way it's

all Paris Falls High School well wouldn't have worked out anyway like I told Alright, if I light up, Marshall. Alright, but watch your moves. My makings are in my blue. Don't break me. I didn't know Kansas Marshall's was so fast.

A derringer up the sleeves, an old story, Grace. Yeah, but they sure are... I guess I won't go to trial. after all. No, maybe not. But you're going back to Dodge. Like they say, I'm a postures. You did. Yeah, dead or alive. Hey, Marshall Dylan, I want to thank you and You've made a kitty for everything you've done for me since...

Since... Sure. You got everything from the stage time? Yes, you've kitty. It's a long trip, Tara. You love... I'm sure you won't change your mind. I think I'll like it back east, and St. Louis won't be as big as all this.

Marshall, tell him I'll be late in the hitty city if I don't get away now. Okay, driver. Well, uh... Goodbye, Tara. Good luck. Goodbye. Go on, go on. Well, Matt, she's gone. Yeah.

I don't blame her for wanting to leave, Kitty. The West took nearly everything she loved. Her maw and paw and the kelbs. And her true love? Jack Grace? Jack Grace is no good. Tara gave him a heart.

you never got it all back. Perhaps you're right, Kitty, but Tara's young. She'll mend. Well, soon. I truly do. Gun Smoke, under the direction of Norman McDonald's stars, William Conrad has Matt Dillon, U.S.

Smushill. Special music for tonight's story was composed and conducted by Rex Corey. Featured in the cast were Sammy Hill as Tara and John Dana as Jack Grace. With Ralph Moody, Joe Duvall and Vivi Janis, Parley Beyer as Chester and George Ellis as Kitty.

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