Feud

Down, dark city, and at 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 spell of gun smoke. Unspoke! Towering William Conrad, the transcribed story of the violence that moved West with young Americans, the story of a man who moved with it, Matt Dillon, United States Marshal.

Hi, goodness Mr. Dillon. Come over here to win and take a look at this fellow. I'm busy, Chester.

Yes, I know, but you just got it. He's a dog on his thing you ever saw, please. Mr. Dillon, before he goes away. Well, I can't write well you're talking. Look at there. See? In the Coonskin hat, cross the street there.

Why, he looks to be eight feet tall. Now, that's cause he's a skinny. And that long rifle looks like a fish pole. How's he gonna shoot buffalo with that? He's a squirrel hunter, Chester. That's a southern mountain, man.

You know, that fella he's talking to you now is pointing this way. Oh, oh, here he comes. Howdy. Hello. Well, come on in. Be you the, uh, what you call them? Oh, the Marshall. I'm again schools and education.

Never heard nothing called Marshall. I'm a peace officer. I'm a country man. I'm again towns too and jailhouses. Well, so am I, but sometimes they're necessary. No, they ain't. No more than the law is.

It ain't fitting for some folks to be meddling in other folks' business. Huh? Oh, what do they figure it like that, stranger? The, uh, Ozark Mountains? Better country than this. My name's Luke Humberd. Mine's Dylan. This is Chester Proudfoot.