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Don't you know the territory on West there's just one way to handle the killers in the spoilers and that's where 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 Dylan United States Marshall mr. Cyber Hello have a drink no, thank you What do you come into a saloon for if you ain't gonna drink?

No offense, Mr. Sibitz. I just don't feel like a drink. Hell, man, it's free to do what he feels like, Henry. Up to a point, he is, sir. You're all alike, you Southerners. We keep our word.

The men and the women. Now, is that what you're here for? To see I don't run off. No man's gonna shame my sister, sir. Oh, what are you talking about? I'm gonna marry her in two days.

Yes, sir. Yes, sir. You are. Now look, Henry. We postponed the wedding last month because I had to go to Abilene on business. I run a big ranch. It takes a lot of hard work and time.

And the ranch comes first. Can you get that through your head? I understand. I just hope for your sake, you don't have to go anywhere this time. Polly wasn't proud having to call off the wedding last month.

Well, suppose you leave that to me and Polly and keep your puppy nose out of this. I don't care for that remark, Mr. Sybitz. Oh, no. Well, then, let's see what a young Confederate gentleman does about something he don't care for.

Go ahead. You're wearing a gun. You can't bluff me some. All right, hold it, you two. Oh. It's his little whip I snap off on my back, Marshall, before I shoot. That's enough, Sybitz. I don't want any fighting here, especially between prospective brothers and law.