Gunsmuggler

Around Dodge City and in the territory on West, there's just one way to handle the killers and the spoilers, and that's where the U.S. Marshall and the smell of 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. Matt, take a look at these. Huh?

Wish you thanks, Trittia. Ugh. I don't wear gallowses, kitty. Not like those, anyway. Oh, Matt, Mr. Jonas ordered them all away from New York. We got to encourage him. The store will never stock any of the beans in ammunition.

Well, I can use beans in ammunition, but I won't wear those. Lovely. You look nice in a pair of bright, suspended... Gallowses. All right, dialysis. You like the purple one? No. But they're not as bad as those pink and orange ones.

What is that they got stitched on them anyway chickens? They sell it. They're parents. They're fancy, man. They sure are. I'll buy him for you. No, you won't. Please, Matt. Give him the Chester if you want.

There are more his style and mine. All right, it will. You refuse to be elegant. I refuse. The Chester has any sense he will to. Or in those people who think he's a whiskey drummer or a barber.

That be's looking like a buffalo, a hundred. What did you know? Oh, you're looking for me, just a yes, sir. Well, Miss Kitty. Good morning, Chester. Mr. Dillon, there's a sergeant from Fort Dodge over at the office.

Major Evan sent him in. Oh, what does he want? He says the Major was gracious alive. Look at them, galses. My. What does he want, Chester? He says the Major wants to talk to you.