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Down dark city and at 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 story of the violence that moved West with young America.

The story of a man who moved with it. Matt Dillon, United States Marshal. Mr. Dillon?

Yeah, Chester. You want to see the prettiest sight in the North of the Pakers? Huh? Si? I'm over here to the window. Look what's coming down the street. I don't know if there's anything besides trouble that'll surprise me.

She must come in on the side of the field from the east. Wow. Say, I think she's coming here. Yeah, it looks that way. Why, I should have shaved this morning. Or even yesterday morning.

Now, what could a lady like that be doing in Dodge City? Say, maybe she's going to work in one of the saloons, Mr. Dillon. I hope not, Chester. Good morning, ma'am. How do you do?

I'm looking for the United States Marshal. Well, I'm the, uh, my name's Dylan, Matt Dylan. I'm Catherine Blair, Mr. Dylan. Oh, it's a pleasure, Miss Blair. May I introduce my deputy? This is Chester Proffit.

How do you do? I, um, just got in on the train from Boston, Mr. Dylan. Oh? The station master said that you might be able to help me. Oh, well, I'll be glad to. I'm looking for my brother, Martin Blair.

Why, say, Mr. Dillon. Chester, will you punch up that fire? It seems a little chilly in here. Chili? You sure? Right away, Mr. Dillon. Do you happen to know my brother, Mr. Dillon? Yes, yes, I know him.