Doc's Revenge

Unsmoked, brought to you by Chesterfield. Chesterfield packs more pleasure because it's more perfectly packed. Thanks to Acure, they satisfy the most. Around that city and in the territory on West, there's just one way to handle the killers and the spoilers, and that's with a US Marshal and the smell of gun smoke.

William Conrad, the transcribed story of the violence that moved West with young America. And the story of a man who moved with it. I'm that man, Matt Dillon, United States Marshal. The first man they look for and the last they want to meet.

It's a chancy job, and it makes a man watchful. And a little lonely. Yeah, Chester, you going out on a sick call? I don't usually care in my bag when I'm going for a beer.

Oh, no. Why, did you want something? No, no, no, I just thought I'd stop. But I'm glad you could walk with me at the stable, if you want to. I'm going out to Jake Morrison's.

This boy has the egg yolk. Oh, I ain't that ashamed. Seems like everybody's getting eight of these days. Had a touch myself last week. Oh, I saw him. You know, most folks were by Oz Good's Calligog.

But I found me some new stuff. Professor Curtis's original Mamalook minimum, mamalook. Mm-hmm. Look, it says right here on the bottom, what it's good for. Garned to cure cramps, pains in the joints, sore throat, frosted feet, rheumatism, Unbego old sores, bites of insects and reptiles, mains, salt or hoom, dysentery, diora, and clarion.

Well, a regular medical arsenal in one bottle. And it's doing you good, isn't it? Well, of course, dar. But then how come you're still walking around like a buffalo with ringbone? Well, maybe I still got drunk.