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Gunsmoke - Tales of the West — Gunsmoke 59-11-08 396 Cavalcade reused script. Machine-transcribed; use the interactive transcript above to jump the player to any line.
The the round-dodged city in the territory on west there is just one way to handle the killers and the spoilers and that's where the US Marshall and the smell of gun smoke. The story of the violent that moved west with young America and the story of a man who moved with it. I'm that man Matt Dillon United States Marshall. The first man they looked for and the last they want to meet. It's a chance a job and it makes a man watchful and a little lonely.
Yeah. More coffee Marshall. Yes Matt I guess so how about you Chester. It's true I believe I will. Why don't you just leave the coffee bottle right here on the table Miss Kelly. I got some fresh eggs this morning if you're interested they were just brought in. Fresh eggs. Oh good. Why don't you cook us up about a half a dozen. Having for you right away. Yeah you are. I swear I don't want to go to get and be by the spanish of some of them can do city lessons. That's the realization Chester progress. Another five years in Dodged City will be tamed, curried and pridled. You'll see it. We'll both see it. Is that we live that long. I beg your pardon gentlemen. Yeah. You the Marshall here? That's right.
Well I'm sorry to bother you at your breakfast Marshall my name is Hunter. Ed Hunter. I'm a deputy sheriff from Richmond Virginia. Came in on the train this morning. I see won't you pull up a chair Miss Hunter? Oh thanks. This is my first trip to the front yet. I find it a rather remarkable experience. I imagine. Oh that's my assistant Chester Proudfoot. How are you sir? I'm good. Would you like a cup of coffee? Thank you no. No. Ed Marshall. I've come out here to arrest two men who are wanted in Virginia. Here are the warrants and the orders of extradition. I stopped off in Topeka farm. And John Allison. Calvin Moore. And both wanted to be murdered. You know these men Mr. Hunter? No sir. I don't. My name is not for murder of me. I never heard of them. Well I have some information that might help. Not much on Allison I'm afraid. He shot and killed a bank teller and Greenbrie last spring. He's about 30 years old. Dark hair and mustache. Medium build. Excellent horseman.
Confirmed gambler. Fine. At narrows it down to about two thirds of the men on the road city. If possible I do a bit better, regard to the other man Calvin Moore. He came down to Richmond from the north. He was about 33 at the time. He ambushed and shot young Roger Borough God and left town. That was 19 years ago. Borough God family been trying to trace him ever since. I'm afraid that I haven't. I have a picture of this moor. Photograph. Oh. Because he's much younger in this. What is it, Moshe? Something familiar about the picture? 19 years. He'd be somewhere past 50 now. You sure these men are here in Dodge, Mr. Hunter? Reasonably so. Is there something about the photograph? It's too blurred to tell much about it. And besides he'd be 19 years older now. That's true. I'll tell you what, Mr. Hunter. Once you leave me this picture in the descriptions, and I'll check around town, keep it touched with you. All right, thank you, sir.
And I wonder, could you suggest a good hotel? Yeah, why don't you try the Dodge House as a corner of railroad avenue at the east end of the plaza? You know, tell Mr. W. I sent you. Thank you again, Moshe. I'm grateful for any help you can give me in this matter. Sure. It's all on. You want to see the photograph, Chester? Yes, sir. How much did you know that? That's... Yeah. What are you going to do? I don't know, Chester. He's my friend. But not a lost as he's a murderer. And I'm part of the law. Maybe it ain't him, Mr. Young. No, it's him, all right, Chester. You saw it same as I did. And it's Doc.
Work, work, work, work. Yeah, this is the first chance I've had this week to clean up your instruments properly. And gunshot wounds. Mad-eyed layards are the only doctian in nine states who makes three-fourths of his living off a gunshot wound. That's the rough country, Doc. Maybe you want to stay back east? Broken bones and babies and gunshot wounds. I would know the first thing about a good civilized case of Goudon. What part of the east did you come from? I had a medical school in Boston. I studied consumption, and collic liver complaint. Never had a case of liver complaint in all the time I've been out here. No, I guess that kind of thing is more common and down-soft around the Richmond, Virginia, for instance.
Mad, stop beating around the bush. You've got something on your mind and it's bothering you. All right, Doc. A deputy sheriff from Virginia came in on the morning train. He's got a warrant for murder against a man named Calvin Moore. An photograph of Moore taken 19 years ago. Would you like to take a look at it? I don't think so, Mad-eyed. Are you Calvin Moore? It wasn't murder, Mad-eyed. They said it was murder, of course. Would you like to tell me about it? Not much to tell, Mad-eyed. I've been in practice in Richmond about a year. There was a girl. Oh, she was a beautiful girl. A spirit and fire. Soft, radiant, so only seven girls seemed to have. Me, I was so long ago.
I better have soft myself, Doc. Well, Jim Bora-Gard and I were both courting this girl. He was a typical Virginia gentleman, and I had it used to having it in my way. He started threatening me, warning me. And I laughed it off. Well, then one day I was coming back from a case and I ran into Jim on a country road. He had a pair of dueling pistols to be challenged me. Well, that's not a crime, Doc. Self-defense. Not a crime here, anyway. I tried to talk him out of it, but he was crazy mad. He showed one of the pistols in my hand and pulled back on his horse and leveled his gun. I had no choice. We both fired. He missed, and I didn't. Self-defense? Yes, but there were no witnesses and I was an outsider. A Yankee. Are you running for it, is that it? I ran for it. St. Louis, Virginia City, the panhandler, Abelian Dodge. Yeah. A girl, Doc.
What happened to the girl? I waited for her in St. Louis. We were married there. Two months later she died. It's time for it, Peter. Huh? I can't go back there, man. I've got no defense. It means prison. I'm not a robbing prison. I won't go back, man. Hutter is here after two prisoners, Doc. I got no right to my own rules. Go after one man and keep the other one covered. I'll always figure the only kind of law that I'd work out here is an honest law. What are you going to do? I don't know, Doc. I'm going to go back.
You're late, Matt. I think if you weren't going to stop in tonight. It's after a run, Kelly. I've got a settle table. Matt, what about this figure? It's been hanging around for the last two days. The honor? Here's a deputy sheriff. He's got a couple of warrants to serve. Why? Well, he's been asking questions. I'm the boy's horrible skitties. Hey, you free now, Miss Kitties. How are you busy? What's it look like? I figured maybe he's just killing time. How did Marshall fuck up? Bought you drink, Kitties. Over on the bar. Hi. Thanks. Matt, I'll be off in a couple of hours. Just a minute. Yeah. Maybe. Hey, understand you've got to arrive a long-man in town, Marshall? Well, there's a deputy here from Virginia. That's what you mean? I always figured you were the law here. You shorten this town, Marshall? You say the word we're running out. I ever ask you for help, Michael. Well, no, well. I'm short, it's our child running out.
No, very smart. You keep your own sense tight. Don't worry about anybody else. I'll see you, Bucko. Hi, Flamest Jones. I ain't ever seen nobody with that bad luck in my whole life. You are so thorough and sick to stud. Who's your favorite? It's just O'Keeher. He just lost three whole weeks' pay. And Bunko Bansman sat in the right there beside him. I'll give you picked up $230. So that's why he's feeling big. Let's take a walk, John. For three weeks' pay, I never seen such luck. What about Dr.? He turned in a couple hours ago. That's when I come on over here. How's the acting? Oh, by you, you. One thing he is doing the world he ain't never done before. He's talking to John. You and Marshall? Oh, I'm a 100. If you didn't come to see me, Mr. Dylan, I've come to you. Wonder what progress you might.
Oh, I am. I'm so checking. And the result is all Marshall. I'm got much to go on, you know. Calvin Moore was a doctor by profession. He might still be a practice. I suggest we investigate local doctors. I wouldn't take long. We've only got one dark Adam's. How old a man of eight? Early 50s, I imagine. But he doesn't show much resemblance to that photograph he gave me. Maybe you're too used to him to notice or resemble him. Yeah, maybe. I'd like to look him over myself, Marshall. I was pretty busy. I don't call as much of the time. But not all of the time. No, not all the time, of course. All right, Mr. Halir. I'll bring him around. You had a care of that, the funny Mr. Don. Hey, you should have answered by that.
Well, we're wasting our time, just three. Well, he might have got called out on the case. Yeah, I know. Well, that was across the plaza down toward the Dodge House. Come on, Center. Oh, man, somebody saw his truck. Oh, man. Oh, man. Oh, man. Oh, man. Oh, man. Oh, man. Oh, man. Oh, man. Oh, man. Oh, man. Oh, man. Somebody saw his truck. That's smooth. That's across the street, head to the railroad yard. Is that you, Marshall? Yeah. What happened, Mr. Halir? I'm about to try to kill him. I started into the hotel and it's fired from the dock. I killed. Fired back, but he got away. You got to look at him. No, I just saw the flashes. It's an easy time to get killed in the counter. So it seems. About that doctor, Marshall, you didn't bring him around. I, he's not on the call. But I think I want to meet him more than ever now. You will. A time as it's just it. No, man, man.
It's quarter-act two. I'm sure I do hope we won't have to spend the whole night waiting in here. I'm sure I'm going to have to go and get some rest. Are you going to be the first one to come out? No, I'm going to be the first one to come out. Oh, man. It's just been a week, man. I do hope we won't have spend the whole night waiting in here. I don't see how Doc puts up a smell all his medicine and stuff. I should've stood, I guess. Well, man, get used to anything except dying. Miss Dylan, you reckon it could have been Doc at Firedham's shot? Sussex. Somebody come. Come in. Doc, I... Why are you there? Come on in, Baco. We'll have it. What's the matter with your arms? I got so into Bob our fan here, let's have a look at it, huh? No, it's all right. It's a gunshot wound. Hold it both of you.
Is that the same gun you tried to kill 100 with, Baco? No, it's not. It's not. Is that the same gun you tried to kill 100 with, Baco? They were, you are, Marko. About 30 years old, Doc here, my stash, medium, bill, X-1, or X-1, confirm gambler. More for murder, John Alice, Lailia's, Baco Benson. All right, Baco. He's not taking me back here. Stay where you are, Dylan. Don't be a fool, Baco, and I'll put away that gun. Stay back, I'm warning you. Baco, look! Now, that word pretty slick, didn't it, Mr. Jones? Thanks, brother. All right, let's get him down to jail and you can go find Doc. We're gonna need him. Hello, amigo. You want to know about stereo phonographs? Listen to my last bullfight on ordinary stereo.
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That's just cold still now, bunk harness. One more second now. Have a hold of that bullet and then we'll... Yeah. Yeah. Uh-huh. That one's here to collect your mat. I'll make hunter a present of it. Wasn't bad shooting to be firing in the dark of a gun splashed. Never giving me back to Virginia. I'll shoot a bunker high, expect a man to tie a bandage. Aren't you sure that he'd come to my office, Matt? Doesn't, Doc. We were waiting for you. Oh, I see you. Hey, uh, I'll stop bleeding. They'll loosen it up now and you'll live the hang yet. Don't worry about my hanging, Doc. I'll outlive you. I'll interview the circumstances and I'll say I'd survive even. Well, Matt, shall we adjourn the front office? Yeah, come on.
Okay, I'll go to the cell, chapter. Yes, I will. I turned in at 10 o'clock tonight, Matt. I got one hour of sleep. Hey. They called me over to Mrs. Beham. They thought her baby was on the way. False alarm, Kurt. Usually is the first time. And I got back and came straight over here. Doc, you were wearing a gun earlier today. What did you do with it? I put it back in the drawer or I'd belong. I realized I was acting like a fool. Was that why you were waiting in my office? Somebody tried to kill Hunter and you thought it was me? I've tried to think of some way out of this way out for both of us, Doc. And I got one man under arrest back there.
I can't rightly set myself up as a judge and a free the other man. I'd even hope she'd cut and run for it. I'd get away if you did because Hunter doesn't know the country. No, no, no. I'm too old to run, Matt. What are you doing, Doc? I am a raw man, Doc. Right or wrong? Well, then, I guess I'm under arrest. All right, then. Doc, Adam's here. Oh, there you are. What's the problem? There's a cell in the railroad, guys. It was a sleep on the track. John got guess and there was a switch in the car. Your bear comes, Doc. He's off or bad. He said they're the loading fans on this way, I guess.
Yes, they're some lights over there and people standing around. Marshall, that you? Yeah, Hunter. I thought you went to bed hours ago. I'm a life sleeper, Mr. Dillard. There's an accident over in the yard. I just walked along with you. Give me a chance to meet your local Doc. I guess you can meet him right now if you want to. Doc, this is Ed Hunter. Doc Adam. How do you do, sir? Mr. Asick. I got one of your prisoners, Doc. John Allison, known here as my open. Good. He's the man who tried to kill you tonight. Born down then, just one to go. Cald and more. Dr. Calvin Moore. I'm good. All right, move back. Will you please? Will your mother's through here, please? Here, Doc. I'm right here, Doc. All right, stand back. Will you give Doc a chance? Stand back, please. Please. Bad is right. I will do it again.
That letter is hurt, Doc. Who is he? I'm a scripture. He's been around Dodge a couple of years. Calls himself Texas Joe. Easy now, Ted. No, friends, your family. Have you fixed up here in a couple of years? Nobody knows where he came from. It's a usual story. You, Doc. That's right. All right, so he gets you. Be all right. You guys here. Sure, be all right. He certainly has the work on the primitive conditions. Doc, yeah. I'd trust you. Will you get those liners going and get Doc some more light? Yes, Mr. Jones is here. Yeah, he's the only real doctor at the set of Abbey. Is there anything else to do to help Mr. Dylan? I guess not, Ms. Kelly. Thanks, anyway. Oh, okay. He stopped him at the restaurant not more than four hours ago and I fixed him a meal. You never know. Well, Doc can pull him through with anybody, can I? Sure he can. I'll put both of those liners on the other side just to... He seemed to put a lot of faith in your Doc Dad.
They got reason to, but, honey. Yeah, Mac, could you give me a hand? Yeah, sure. Lift your head up a little bit there, will you, Matt? Yeah. Not much chance, Matt. All I can do is make him comfortable. Ah, Dad, don't try to talk no-text. He'll be all right. He'll be all right. You've been decent to me, Marshall. You treated me square. You Doc only friends like us. Sure, text. I got one more favor that could... Could someone read me some scripture? Well, text, right. I just don't recall anything. Well, I... I do love Mrs. Cable. I doubt if he can hear you. Oh, sorry. I like him here. Please.
The Lord is my shepherd. I still not want. He makes us make a lie down and green past his. He leads us me beside the field of waters. He restores my soul. I think that's enough, Mr. Cable. Baden. Oh, no. Well, he can't win him all, I guess. No, I can't win him all. Well, I guess Doc Adam has only positioned here. I suppose he also functions with Kahnung. That's right. And this man here, he'll be buried in the frame of Texas joke. Don't worry about it. Boothill is full of men buried at a nickname. In this country. Doc, I guess Kim's. Oh. Yeah. Doc, I didn't step in up with Mrs. B and you looked too soon. She needs you over there right away. Well, then there wasn't a fault for me. All right, Kitty, I'll be there as quick as I can.
Well, as soon as I... Well, well... Kitty, have you gone back over into what you can for Doc? I'll be alone. All right, Matthew. You better hurry. Well, Mr. Hunter, gentlemen, this seems to have been my lucky night. Both my future is located within an hour of each other. Yeah. I guess there's nothing I can do. I wanted a safe train in jail and one of them dead. Or didn't you notice the resemblance, Martin? Texas Joe here? Obviously, the man in the photograph I saw immediately. Well, I hope you'll take all necessary steps to see that he's buried under his real name, Calvin Moore. And his death, of course, close the case. I believe in for Virginia with my other prisoner tomorrow. Please? Mr. Hunter? Doc, but I'd say this is no time to stand around there talking. You have a patient waiting. It's, uh...
His town seems to depend on you. The man? Well, Doc, you've got work to do. Hey, you just make sure it's a boy, huh? Well, I'll... You sure? I'll do my darnedest magic. I'll... Good night, gentlemen. I'll see my Doc. I'll see you later. Good night, sir. Good night, sir. Good night, sir. Good night, sir. Good night, sir. Guns!
Reduced and directed in Hollywood by Norman McDonald, stars William Conrad as Matt Dylan, US Marshall. The story was much better than what Guns Moorke by Les Westfield, but a tutorial to revision by John Messin. The featured of the cast will aren't Todd Ginn, Harry Barclay, Ralph Moody, and Virginia Christine. Farley Bear is just here, Howard McNair is Doc, and George Hawkins is kidding. This is George Walsh, inviting you to join us again next week, when CBS Radio presents another story of the Western Frontier. When Matt Dylan, Chester Bobfoot, Doc, and Kitty, together with all the other hard-living citizens of Dodge, will be with you one more. It's America growing West in the 1870. It's Guns Moorke.
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