The Executioner

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 Marshal and the smell of gun smoke.

Starring William Conrad, a man-scrod 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 Dolan, 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 load of them. You know this fellow riding in Morgan?

He's a stranger for sure, Abe. Mm. That brand on his horse I can't even read it. Good horse though. You know. Get down stranger. Who are you man? We're the curry brothers. We own this ranch.

How far is it to dodge? Sixty mile. If you're riding a straight line. I want some grain from a horse. Where is it? Well, it's stranger. We've got no grain. We're fresh out. Ah, Abe. If he wants a little grain.

Maybe he can act more polite about it. Oh, I mean, I've been polite enough for you. Maybe all that changed my ways just for you. What are you, anyway? Some Peter thinks he's a man just because he's wearing a gun for the first time.

Mr. I've been wearing a gun eight years, ever since I was 16. That makes you 24, and still a kid that ought to be taken out to be shed. You aim to take me out, Mr.