Big Broad

The Round Dodge City and in the territory on West, there's just one way to handle the killers and the spoilers, and that's with a U.S. Marshal and the smell of gun smoke. 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 Marshal. The first time I saw Alina wave, I should have resigned my job and gone to Texas on the fastest horse I could find. Handling a man is one thing, but trying to handle a woman is another.

Especially when she weighs some 200 pounds and is muscled like a mule and twice as arnry. Lena came to dodge on a great draft horse with dark circles around its eyes, and she was leading an old Jack mule that carried her boyfriend, Emmet Fitzgerald.

An emmet was a tired pigeon breasted little fellow with a... ...green look in his face. They weren't a very handsome pair, but... ...we were mightily impressed by him the day they rode up front street.

I swear, Mr. Dylan, that woman must wear leather underwear. I don't know why she's leading his mule. The man doesn't look start enough to run away if he wanted to. My... I'd sure hate to have her on my tail.

But she's wearing a six gun. And built like a buffalo. She sure isn't the gentlest looking woman I ever saw. Oh, that poor little man, Mr. Dillon, he somehow gives me the feeling he'd be in carried around in a bird cave.

Not quiet, Chester, they'll hear you. Yes, you. I never thought we'd make it, Lena. You mean you never thought you'd make it? Get off that mule. You're a leaner. Here. I'll help you tie him up, Lena.