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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 America.

The story of a man who moved with it, Matt Dillon, United States Marshall. Are they Chester? Bistles in the barbershop, Mr. Dillon.

There's three of his boys waiting outside and a couple more in with him. All right. You think we might better take care of them separate and all together, Mr. Dillon? Can't take care of them at all, Chester, unless they do something.

I'd just so not wait for it to happen. Have they seen you? No, sure, I don't think so. I've been most around the corner here, out of sight. That's good. All right, keep me covered with you.

Now here, you ain't going in there alone. Yeah. Now you can't do that. They take one look at your badge and they'll draw. I don't think there'll be any shooting, Chester. Yes, I started across the street to Stapley's barbershop.

And I saw three gunmen lounging outside. They didn't directly look at me, but they knew I was coming over because their hands slipped down and hung an easy distance from their guns. One of them I recognized is Buffalo Mason, a cowboy who found more money working for Frank Bissell as a gunman than driving cattle up from Texas.

The other two I've never seen, but I knew the kind. By the time I cross the street, they'd move. Sit on either side of the door. Do you want something? Marshall. I hear your friend Frank Bissell's inside.