Absalom

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

The story of a man who moved with it, Matt Dillon, United States Marshall. He sure made himself scarce in a hurry, Mr. Dillon.

Yeah, it looks that way. The pleasure seems pretty quiet. Maybe you got the wind up and rode right on out of town. You're giving him credit for too much sense, Chester. Yes, sir. The only time that mallet bunch stops is when somebody stops him.

Hey, come on, let's take a look in the Texas trees. All right. Something wrong? Kitty, I'm looking for Billy Mallard. Ah. Has he been around? Take a look at the mirror back at the bar.

He shot up half the town already and passed the word out that he's gonna shoot up the rest of it before midnight. When was he here? Half an hour ago, Matt. Drunk, mean. I can't stand here, Morris, father.

Maybe the duo in half are Texans, but I hate him. Well, they're Texan on this kid. And that means they've always got to be shester. Chester? I told him, Wallace, when I brought the cattle up here last year that they'd have to act similar.

Come on, Chester. I'd like to step at the west end of the plaza. Yeah, it's probably the occidental. Oh, just a second, Marshall. Huh? Oh, what is that, Mr. Colley? But those pistol shots, Marshall.

I recommend this young Billy Mallor picking up his heel. Well, in about five minutes, he's going to be kicking him up in jail. Ah, no, no, no. It's not behased, Marshall Dillon. We have to think of the best interests of Dodge City in the situation like this.