Old Friend

In 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. Marshal and the smell of gun smoke. The 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 Marshal. Barkey, what'll it be, stranger? Nothing.

I don't drink. I don't drink. What you come in here for? Tell me you don't drink. I didn't come in here to tell you nothing, Barkey. You won't be the first stranger in Dodge. I've had a straight now.

Which one of these men is the Marshal? Marshal? Marshal, I was told I'd find him here. He's here. He's sitting right behind you, so don't start nothing. Oh. Is that him? Sitting right there? That's him.

Well, Marshal Dillon. I want to talk to you, Marshall. I'll go ahead. If you mind if I sit down? No. My name is Ben Corder, Marshall. Ben Corder, this is my first time in God.

I know. And I want to be friends, Marshall. Why not? Now, I figure we can do each other a lot of good. A lot of good. That's how that sure is. That's why I came to talk to you.

See, whenever I come to a new town, I always get to know the man that's running the place. That way I figure there won't be no misunderstandings later on. Misunderstanding about what? Well, I'm a gambler, Marshall.

A dodge is an open town, Mr. Corda. Oh, sure. You see, I make money gambling. Sometimes a lot of money. You must be pretty lucky. I'm lucky. But now you know sometimes a player will go broke and start a fuss over it.