The Hunter

Gun smoke brought to you by Chesterfield. Chesterfield packs more pleasure because it's more perfectly packed thanks to Accurae. They satisfy the most. Around 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 US Marshall and the smell of gun smoke.

Gun smoke, starring 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. Even that. How about Kitty?

You look a little blue. Oh, it's cold. Well, you sit down. I'll have Sam fix you up a coffee grub. That'll warn you. What do you think I came in? You sure know the way to compliment a lady.

Maybe I'll... What do you think you're doing? Well, look, he's been spoiling for trouble. I've been to came in here. Hey, that's murder. You know him? Yeah. Well, ain't you? Nothing. You don't need the whole bar.

What did you say? I got as much right here as you. You said so. You got a knife. Oh, wait a minute. My doc. Put it up. You were game-dealing. Just like the last time.

You want more of the scene? It's a little different now, Murdoch. So I see. You got a badge to hide behind me. Put up the knife. That's better. This man's crazy, Marshall. I didn't do a thing to him.

I didn't mean to jostle him. It's all right, son. Right son, it's over now, going about your business. Yes, sir, Marshal. Yes, sir. Yeah. What kind of a boom picker is that for the high plains?