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Gunsmoke - The Round-Up

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Duration:: 31m
Broadcast on:: 05 Jul 2024
Audio Format:: mp3

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[MUSIC PLAYING] [NON-ENGLISH SPEECH] [MUSIC PLAYING] [NON-ENGLISH SPEECH] [MUSIC PLAYING] [NON-ENGLISH SPEECH] [NON-ENGLISH SPEECH] Easy, heavy, Matt. Oh, somehow it was easier carrying him up to your office and back down, doctor. Who are you going to put me, Mr. Dillon? Yeah, well, on the couch here, I guess. [NON-ENGLISH SPEECH] [NON-ENGLISH SPEECH] [NON-ENGLISH SPEECH] You'd be all right there, Chester. Oh, yes, it is. It would be fine. Good. I'm sure, sorry. I'm so much trouble. Chester, next time, try to land on just one foot. Even if you break a leg. I know. A man's in a terrible fix when he springs both ankles. He sure is, Doc. I don't know what I'm going to do. I know what you're going to do. You're going to stay right there on that couch. You're going to sleep there, too. Maybe Doc and I will bring you in something to eat every day or two. Oh, no. It's better than you deserve. I know. I've been saying over and over to myself, Chester, you fool you. Well, the wages of sin, Chester. You were lucky to get off as easy as you did. The way I heard that. Come on, Chester. Tell us what really happened, eh? What I did tell you, I was looking out this second story when the admiring the view, so to speak. And the next thing I knew, I fell. That's all right onto the street. Hey, didn't say whose window to stand? In Texas, Doctor. A gentleman don't mention such things. You ain't in Texas. Well, sometimes we should never laugh. Like now. Yes, like now. Many a reputation has been ruined by just such loose talk that you're making, Doc. Never mind, Doc, Chester. He's jealous, that's all. Oh, jealous. I put in tracks in a man's yard. Not me. Not by long as I know, sir. Oh. Hey, eh. Good morning, Marshal. Well, good morning, gentlemen. Good morning. How can I do for you, darling? Oh, there's Chester. Ha-ha. Heard about you, Chester. I heard you. Never mind what you heard, Torp. Chester just got thrown from a horse, that's all. Ha-ha-ha. Yeah. All right. What is it you want here, gentlemen? Yeah. Aren't you telling the summers? Well, Marshal, it's about tomorrow night. Huh? So, what about tomorrow night? Well, you know, it's around up. The sale season's over. It'll be a thousand cowboys celebrating in Dutch. Well, they always do at the end of the season. What about it? Well, there's going to be more a miss-year in there. There'll be a lot of homesteaders in town, too. It's going to be worse than ever. Well, I expect that. It could be a lot of trouble, Marshal. Yeah, there could be, summers. Just what is it you want? Well, we've talked it over, and we want you to get a lot of good, tough men together, maybe about 20 of them, and deputize them. That way here won't be any trouble. Yeah. That's what you want, isn't it? Yes, we do. Look, summer's my job's to keep the piece around here, and I'm going to do it, and I'll do it in my own way. Oh, I know, Marshal. You turn 20 deputize loose in that crowd, looking for trouble, and they're going to find it. As soon as the wild ones heard about it, they'd bunch up and shoot it out with everyone up. Why, they'd turn into the worst slaughter dodges ever seen. I think that's about the most fool idea I ever heard of. Yeah, no reason for you to talk like that, Marshal. I think it's a good idea. I sure don't want my place wrecked just because you're mule-headed. You're a gambler, Torp. So? So you can take your chances along with everybody else. If you don't want that, then close your place up tomorrow night. You want to lose all that Texas money? No, that's not likely. Now, we're not all gamblers, Marshal. They can wreck my drag-good store just as fast as the gambling house once they get started. And it's up to you. That's right, it is up to me. And we're going to leave it that way. Then you won't do anything. Oh, do everything I can. I don't know, Marshal. Look, summers, I know you've got your doubts about me. That's natural. Some people think I'm too lax with Front Street. Some think I'm too severe. Well, that's the way of it in any town. If a peace officer does his job well, he pleases nobody. Marshal, we didn't come here for a lecture. What did you come for, Torp? Maybe you hadn't mind that helped me pick up those deputies, is that it? No matter a fact, I could, Marshal. Yeah, sure, sure. In a couple of hours, yours would be the only tables open for play. No, that's not what's been done before, Torp. Is that too, Torp? We're not going to take his word for it, are you? I don't know. But anyway, he won't listen to us, so it's his responsibility. Come on, men, let's get out of here. I hope you can handle it, Marshal. To buy, gentlemen. That Torp is no good. He is just plain, no good, Mr. Dillon. Well, I know one man had got skinned at his place, and Torp gave him back twenty dollars, so as he wouldn't be broke. Huh? Guess how much did this man lose, Doc? Oh, we do. Five, six hundred this head. And then he... Oh, yeah, I see what you mean, man. I'm sure not going to be much good to you tomorrow night, Mr. Dillon. You can watch the jail right here, Justin. No, but you just got to get somebody to help you out on the street. At least one, man. Anyway, you can't be ever where it wants. Yeah, but tomorrow night, Doc, you'll be overrun with trail boys and homesteaders, all looking for satisfaction. No, I wouldn't ask any man to face that. I know a few fellows who do it, and so do you, Mr. Dillon. Yeah, maybe. But I wouldn't ask anybody. How many were killed last year, man? I don't remember. Well, I do, six, that's what. We bury them all in the saddle blankets. Oh, except one. I remember he didn't even own a blanket. Well, then he was sure on a look all the way around, wasn't he? Come on, Doc, let's go get some dinner. All right. We'll bring you a piece of bread, Chester. Maybe I want a steak. Rare. How come you're so hungry, Chester? Well, you're in such a hurry to get over there last night. You didn't take time for supper. Mr. Dillon, I will answer no more questions about last night, and that is fine. Well, they'll bring you something. Yeah, I don't know if we should, though, man. A man can think about his sins better on an empty stomach. Close the door, will you? The next morning, I had Mr. Hightower print up some signs for me. With the few rules that I made up for the roundup, they were fair and reasonable, and I hope they'd be accepted without question. The principal restrictions were that there was to be no shooting, no reckless rioting in the streets. That afternoon, I went from saloon to saloon and left a sign at each one. The Texas Trail was my last stop, and there I sat down with Kitty for his short beer. Town's beginning to fill up, man. Yeah, it'll be swamped to the dashboard by dark. You expect trouble tonight? Always expect trouble, Kitty. Yeah, I know. Matt, I heard something. Yeah? I heard Torp and a few of his men cut cards last night. So? I don't know who it came out for, but low man is supposed to kill you. Yeah. When? Tonight, I suppose. Why is Torp after you, man? Well, Torp says he wants an open town, Kitty. But he's really after somebody who'll close down every game, but his. Who's this, man? What? Ralph's looking traveler. I had it this way. Well, I'll be. But it's so Matlock. Matlock, you old banger. How are you? Well, it's been a long time. A long time. Here, come on over here. Sit down. You're. I'd like you to meet Kitty. Kitty, this is Zell, Matlock. It's time. I know you, man. Hey. Just rode into Dodge. An hour ago. Here's your first time in a Zell. Hey, did you like a beer? Don't mind. Go ahead. I aim to get drunk tonight, but before I got started, I thought I'd look up the piece officer and shoot him. I'd be sure to tangle with him for the night's out. Always figured it's safer to do it sober. That's all he half means. So I asked around and found out the man's name is Mat Dylan, the United States Marshal. I've seen it all now. I hope you're not disappointed. I'll tell you, Miss Kitty, I knew Mat Dylan before he got civilized. We had to tie his leg up to give him a haircut when he came to town. Don't you believe a word that he says? Yeah. The wilder, the coat. Better the horse, Mat. You was all right. The only trouble with you was that fool on a streak you always wanted. Hey, you rich Nazel? Nobody's rich on the Mexican border. Land of sunshine and pina beans. I hired out to a general oven chihuahua three years ago. I lost 20 pounds and was lucky to get back at all. Haven't you learned to stay out of Mexico yet? No, I met the man he wanted me to shoot and turned out to be a better fellow than the general. So I told him I'd been hired to kill him and then rode for the border. The general lost three soldiers who tried to stop me from swimming in the real bravo. You must be pretty handy with a gun, though. You're just fair, man. But when I take my gun out, I go right ahead and use it. Some people stop and think for half a second. There's a round up in Dodge tonight. Matt's handling it alone. What? No, no, hold it, hold it, man. I heard about it. I heard all about it, and that's why I'm here to say hello and sign on for a night's pleasure. Mr. Matt, I've killed on the side of the law before. I don't believe that in any way. I don't want any killings here. No, I was joshing you, Matt. I know what you want. It's true. I always sheriff in Tascosa for six months. You what? Yeah, it's in the record. Well, they caught up with me there, but I've already done such a good job taming the place at the governor, pardon me. I won't kill anybody tonight that don't need killing people. All right, all right, I believe you're so. But I won't ask any man to come in when it's as rough as this round up, maybe. Well, you didn't ask me. Any other objection? Well, the men don't know you around here, so no telling how they take to a stranger. First night I ran Tascosa nobody knew me either. I'm not green at this business. Yeah, but it's my job. Why should you get mixed up in it? Well, I also heard somebody's planning a party for you tonight. Oh, you did, huh? I've owed you something for a long time. Oh, that's got nothing to do with it. All right, it has. You got no right to not let me pay it back a little. No, there's a chance to. Yeah, you're just as crazy as you ever were. That's better. Well, come on, let's go find me a badge before it gets dark. Sure, nice to have met you, Miss Kitty. Well, good luck, Zell. I'll see you later, Matt. Yes, sure. So long, Kitty. You sure been a long time coming to Dodge, Mr. Matlock? What do you mean, Chester? Well, I've heard Mr. Dillon mention you a lot, but the way he talked, I wasn't ever sure you were still alive. Oh, well, I was never sure either, Chester. Well, Zell isn't the most cautious man I've heard. You think being a US marshal isn't asking for an early grave, man? Oh, maybe. But at least it's a way to do some good before you die. Whether folks think so or not. No, men like Torp, that's all. Oh, no, Chester, even good men. I've got a strange twist that makes them suspect any man pay to handle the bad element. Hey, just can't help thinking that some of its dirt is rubbed off honey. And I never thought about that before, Matt. Not sure how it was in Tuscosum. They wanted me there all right, but they wanted me to keep my distance, too, and it makes a man kind of lonely. They just don't know what's good for them, that's all. Instead of a real law, man, they'd rather hire something killer with a lot of noches carved under the gun. Well, there are plenty of them around. You sure are bragging kind. I never did like a man who has to notch his gun to keep his courage up. Yeah. Oh, my goodness. Look yonder, the street's about full already and didn't even dark you. Yeah, so give me a hand here, will you? We'll move Chester's couch away from the world. Oh, all right. There, that should do it. Yeah, you'll be safer here, Chester, in case somebody gets it in mind to shoot up the jail. Thank you, Mr. Dylan. I can watch both doors from here. Just hand me my gun belt, you will. Oh, yeah. There you are. Well, come on, cell. Chester, I'll get somebody at the Dodge House to fetch out some supper, huh? Thank you, sir. And good luck. Both of you. So long. You see it, Chester. How are we working, man? I'll tell you, cell, you take this side of the street. I'm going up to the Dodge House and then I'll be on the other side somewhere. All right. Oh, say you mind if I go back later and get that Spencer car by me yours? Make a mighty handy club before I don't have to use it in the other way. Sure, sure. They got there. That fell on their shoulders. Oh, that's Mr. Hightower. He runs the print and press here. Shower, shall we stop it? Oh, no, no. They're just carrying him into the Longhorn to make him stand some drinks. Oh, they like Hightower. They won't hurt him. Well, I guess that sort of officially opens this here round up, huh? Yeah, I guess it does. Well, I'll leave you here, sir. Yeah, sure. And, uh, Zell, I, uh, I want to thank you for what you're doing tonight. I ain't done nothing yet, but I'll do plenty if someone shoots you in the back. I can promise that. Yeah, well, I'll see you later. Sure, man. [MUSIC] We will return for the second act of gun smoke in just a moment, but first? Sunday nights, you are cordially invited to escape via CVS Radio. Yes, every weekend for drama that will take you right out of this world, listen for escape at the star's address. Also, tomorrow evening, CVS Radio brings you Lionel Barrymore on your Sunday night playhouse. Now for the second act of gun smoke. [MUSIC] When I came out of the Dodge House, Front Street was so full that if anybody had been shot, the crowd would have carried him along like one of the living. I had a feeling that the word was out about torque and his bunch cutting cards to see who would make a try for me. And that the crowd knew it and was waiting for it. I stood for a while with my back against summer's dry goods store. And then I left the street and cut down an alley, thinking to change my position with as much irregularity as possible. I was passing the back door of the Texas Trail when I heard the first shot of the night. I entered the saloon from the rear and made my way into the cry. [MUSIC] It's all right, Marshall. There's no fight. It's not all right, Sam. I made a rule that there'd be no shooting for any reason. All right. Oh, fired that shot. Oh, it's outside. [MUSIC] It was torque, Marshall. He just took a shot at the moon, that's all. [MUSIC] All right, Torp. Put the gun away and come over here. I'm bothering nobody, Marshall, accepting maybe you. Hand back, everybody. I said that's enough, Torp. No, it ain't, Dylan. This time I got the jump on you. You ain't pushing me no more. Torp's bullet just grazed my arm. Then I put one in his head and another in his chest. And at the same time out of the corner of my eye, I saw a figure with a gun in each hand move out of the shadow of the alley and turned toward me on the boardwalk. And without really looking, I dropped and moved one shot. And then I faced the crowd and waited for the next move. But for some reason, none came. Marshall? Yes, Summers. That man you just shot, Marshall. Torp got what he deserved. Yes, I know. It's the other one that I-- So did he. Marshall, you'd better go take a look at that man. He's dying. Oh, is he? I don't know him, Marshall, but you do. What? He's wearing a star. No. No. Oh, the cell. The cell. Man. I think that did it. No, the cell. No. There's my father. I crossed the street a while back. Left the car buying with Chester. He didn't know for yours. Man. Oh, there you go, man. How is he? Oh. Oh, goodness. No. Use. Doc. Thanks. Well, I didn't listen to you. You listened to me, Matt. You did right. The only thing you could do. It was my fault. I shouldn't have crossed over and come up behind you. Anyway, Matt, I ain't been living on my own time ever since that day you pulled me out of the mob in El Magordo. I never thanked you for that. Yes, I never will now. Matt? Yes. So long. I'll find someone to carry me with your office, man. No. I'll carry 'em. Damn. [indistinct chatter] That's all that money I have for us. My man didn't move us down. That's all it is. [indistinct chatter] It's just wind bags. [indistinct chatter] Boy, just feeling me. What happened? I heard you shooting. Put a blanket on the floor there, Doc. Yeah, sure. Yeah, I'll spread it. All right. Yeah. He's dead, Justin. Well, who shot him, sir? I shot him, Chester. I didn't know it was him. I'm sorry, Mr. Dillon. It sounds like they're gonna-- who are the town after all, Matt? Sure did. No. No, they're not. It's gonna be kind of hard to stop now, isn't it, Matt? Maybe. You taking a shotgun, Mr. Dillon? Matt, why don't you just let them fight each other? What are you gonna do? I'm gonna close Front Street. You're gonna-- the party's over and dodge. Mr. Dillon, you can't do that. There'll be trouble if I don't. The mob's tasted blood now. They'll shoot you sure as I'm laying through. Will they? All right, I can't stop you, but I sure do wish I could go with you. Yeah, Matt, I'll go. Maybe if they see me, they won't be so quick. Thanks, but this isn't your job either one of you, but thanks. Sam. Mr. Marshall, close up and turn out your lights. What? You hurt me. Now listen to me. Front Street's closed. Now get out of here and go home, all of you. My home is in. Texas, Miss. If you ever had one. I ain't going home tonight. Not tonight, I ain't. Don't let her fear follow you. Got no tips on this deal. I could buy and, Mr. How I'll use this shotgun for what it was metal the next man. Well. All right, Sam, close it up. Yes, sir. Jack. Jack. All right, Marshall. The streets closed. Put out your lights. Huh? You hurt me. Lock the place up. I know. I ain't going home. All right. All right. All right. All right. All right. All right. All right. All right. All right. All right. Marshall. The streets closed. Put out your lights. You hurt me. Lock the place up. All right. All right. All right. All right. No, me ain't gonna do it. (gunshots) Now don't tell me what you're gonna do. All right, boys. We're closing up. That took care of the Texas Trail in the Longhorn. And I moved on through the Oasis and the Olufreganza. Then to the smaller bars that infested the outskirts of town. When I came back up front street to crowded thin, it's fever broken. I'd left Torp's place for the last, thinking to give his men a chance to get out of town before they face me. There was a gambling hall on the same side of the street as the jail. And when I reached it and entered, there weren't more than a dozen men there. Most of them stepped quietly, passing me out into the street. What was left didn't seem to count for much. - Looking for somebody, Marshall? - You were a friend of Torp's. Yes, I was. - Why? - Who else here worked for Torp? Everyone's gone, Marshall. They heard you were all riled up on that left. Then you're alone. And still in bad company. I wouldn't ordinarily take that. Go ahead, Mr. your covenant. - No. - And now? What's stopping you? Now, if it's that shotgun... Now, does that make it easier for you? I haven't been looking for you, Marshall. You were in on the cut, weren't you? Torp's dead, Marshall. Isn't that enough? Torp! It's still one of the best men I ever knew died tonight. And I killed him. I'm not a gunman, Marshall. You wouldn't be proud of killing me. What is a man like you know about pride? Now, you get out of dodge and you get out fast. - But I don't... - You want to die in this place right now? No. No, I'm leaving. All right, hurry. ♪ The rest of the night, I walked the dark, empty street alone. And just before dawn, I got a spring wagon and loaded cell on to it. Couple of hours later, I buried him out of the Arkansis and a little grove of cottonwoods. Maybe I should have put a marker on his grave, but I didn't. But I did instead, I did partly out of scorn for the kind of men cells that have to notch their guns to keep their courage up. And partly as a kind of a cross that I bear from now on. So instead of a marker on his grave, I took out my gun. And I cut a single notch on it. ♪ Gun smoke under the direction of Norman MacDonald Star's William Conrad as Matt Dillon, U.S. Marshall. Featured in the cast were John Boehner and Harry Bartell with Lawrence Dubkin, Lou Krugman, and James Nusser. Parley Bear is Chester, Howard McNier is Doc, and George Ellis is Kitty. 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