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NARRATOR: "Gunsmoke," with Milburn Stone as Doc, Ken

Curtis as Festus, Buck Taylor as Newly, and starring

James Arness as Matt Dillon.

All right, here you go.

Sheriff?

Well, he must be off somewhere.

He can't have gone far.

He knew we were coming this afternoon.

I guess we might as well wait in the office for him.

If it's all the same to you, I'd just as soon wait outside.

I might be in jail a long time.

If you tell your story to that judge the way

you told it to me, things might go easier than you think.

HARKER: Freeze, Dillon.

Not so much as a twitch, you understand?

All right, now turn around real slow.

I'm counting to three-- 1, 2, 3.

It has been a long time, Matt.

-Bo. -Too long.

-Good to see you. -How are you?

Fine.

Boys, this here is none other than Matt Dillon, the finest

law man ever to put on a badge.

Now when we deputied together a few years back,

we used to play this little gun-drawing contest to keep

ourselves in trim, right, Matt?

Sure did.

Well, you're a little out of shape, Matt.

I mean, I always beat you, but never by quite so much.

Yeah, I guess I'm getting older.

Well, I want to thank you for nailing

Lonnie and bringing him in.

Yeah, your, uh, wanted poster got

there an hour before he did.

Give you any trouble?

No, no, he's just a boy.

I got the two that were with him.

He got away during the shooting.

Mr. Harker, I swear to you, I never seen them two before.

Now they gave me a dollar to hold their horses.

How did I know they was fixing to rob the bank?

Aw, save your breath, boy.

I heard all the stories there is to hear.

Come on inside. Come on, Matt.

I'll put this innocent victim in a cell.

You and I can have a talk.

I reckon I won't be seeing you again, Marshal.

I'm not thanking you for bringing me back here,

but I do thank you for, uh, treating me decently.

All right, let's go.

Matt, you won't find another one like that anywhere.

That's custom made.

You know, I wouldn't take $1,000 for that,

and, of course, I wouldn't want anybody to tempt me

with that kind of offer either.

Here you go.

Feel the balance of that.

That's a real beauty, never saw better.

Yeah, the good folks of this town

gave that to me three years ago when I was able to make

this a decent place to live.

I'll tell you, it was a hell hole when I got here.

Three months before I arrived, there

was four sheriffs, three deputies,

gunned down in the street.

Yeah, there wasn't no law.

There wasn't-- wasn't nothing safe.

I heard what you did, Bo.

You deserve a lot of credit for that.

Well, it's a job, ain't it?

You'd know that better than anybody.

Let me tell you something, Matt.

There's one thing different about this town.

You know, most places, folks, uh, they don't appreciate

what the law does for 'em.

They do here.

They surely do.

That there is the living proof.

Afternoon, Mr. Harker.

Hey, Barney, Jenny.

Matt, I'd like you to meet my deputy, Barney Austin,

and that pretty little girl that's glued to him there,

that's Jenny Blair.

This here is Matt Dillon, a friend from so many years back,

I don't care to talk about it.

Well, I've sure heard a lot about you, sir.

It's a real pleasure to meet you.

Same here, Barney, Ms. Blair.

I'm gonna be best man at their wedding next week, Matt.

That's the reason I gave Barney the day off,

so he could take care of things.

Congratulations.

Thank you, Marshal.

You're the reason we stopped by.

Barney wanted to meet you.

Well, it's just that Mr. Harker's

talked so much about you, sir.

You two must have had some good times together.

One or two.

Hey, Lonnie, when did they get you?

Barney-- well, I guess you can't teach these young

bucks everything overnight.

Matt will tell you the same.

Don't ever get friendly with a prisoner.

He's liable to carve you up sideways.

You got that?

Right, sir, right.

I'm grooming Barney here to take

my place one of these days.

Well, it will be a cold day in August

before anyone takes Mr. Harker's place.

We'd best get along, Barney.

Judge Turner said he'd have our marriage

license waiting after 2:00.

Right, honey, nice meeting you, sir.

Same here.

Good day.

See ya all later.

That young fella is a rare one, Matt.

I've gotten real fond of him.

Well, it's still early, but I imagine after your long ride

you could use something to eat.

That I could.

Hate to disturb your rest, mister,

but I'd like a room if you're not filled up.

Filled?

You've got to be Joshing, friend.

Even the bed bugs is moving out of here.

Room 6, best in the house-- oh, there, uh, won't be any charge.

What makes you think I don't pay my way?

Why, uh, you're a pal of Sheriff Harker's, ain't ya?

And ain't a pal of Sheriff Harker's a friend of the town?

Good night, Ms. Withum, Ms. College.

Evening, ladies.

I'm glad you're still open.

I need a few things.

I hope we have them.

Well, just, uh, some coffee and beans, maybe a little bacon.

Hey, one more thing.

Yes, sir?

The answer to a question-- what's

the matter with this town?

Buildings boarded up, others for sale, people

running around like they're guarding against something.

[cackling]

Expecting folks to cozy up to you, Marshal Dillon?

Do you know me, ma'am?

Be quiet, Grandma.

Everybody in the town knows that you and Bo Harker

are chummier than a couple of polecats in a hen house.

You know, there's an old saying about a man is known

by the company he keeps, and the company you're keeping

is the devil's own.

Shut up, Grandma.

Shut up.

Won't, besides it wouldn't be polite for me

not to answer the law man's question.

The strange thing is, Marshal, Bo Harker don't

notice it at all, not at all.

He don't see the boarded-up houses.

He don't smell the fear that's in every nook

and corner of this dying town.

Evening, Jenny, Barney.

I wish you could stay over a couple of days

for our wedding, Marshal.

Well, so do I. I've gotta head back to Dodge in the morning.

Boy, I'd sure like to go to a town like Dodge some time.

I ain't never been to a town that big,

but it won't be long before this town grows some.

Well, I hope so.

You don't seem to be gaining ground too fast here.

Well, it's just gonna take a little time, Marshal.

But it's like Mr. Harker says, you start by cleaning up

the bad apples, and then you build yourselves a community

you can really believe in.

You think a lot of Bo, don't you?

Oh, yes, sir, I sure do.

He's the finest law man I ever met.

Marshal, you weren't here, but, well, Jenny and me,

we remember how this town used to be before Mr. Harker come in

and cleaned it up.

It was real bad, Marshal.

Of course, Barney and me, we had a couple of words

about some of Sheriff Harker's rules.

At least you can walk down the streets now.

What kind of rules?

Well, maybe a little strict, but

you've got to have strict rules to keep a town under control.

-Good night. -Good night.

Grandma, you was telling stories out of school.

That wasn't nice of you.

It wasn't nice at all.

I mean, I always thought that the people of this town

liked me.

I still believe most of them do, but the way

you were talking to Matt Dillon, you're gonna have him believing

I don't do my job right.

Please, Sheriff Harker, she's an old lady.

She says things she don't me.

And I know that, and you know that.

And it pains me to have to remind

Grandma of the same thing.

Listen, Grandma, you seem to forget that it was me that made

this a decent place for decent folks,

but you're not gonna forget it again, are you?

Huh-uh.

Are you?

[SHOUTING] Are you?

You take your grandson here.

He likes me, and he likes the way I run this town.

Isn't that right, Charlie?

Well, I sure do, Mr. Harker.

You run a safe town, and everyone appreciates it.

Don't they, Grandma?

You're lying to me.

You're lying.

You're one of the ones that gave me that rifle.

Now you-- you-- you've changed all of a sudden.

Oh, no, you've got it all wrong, Sheriff.

I've got it wrong?

I got it right.

You and your grandma, cozying up to me and all the time

running me down behind my back?

How many others are there like you?

How many others?

I don't know, sir.

I don't like losing my temper like that.

I don't like it at all.

Don't you never run down the law again.

It's the law that stands between you and the way this time

was before I come.

Oh, I didn't order that.

Well, that's all right, Marshal.

It's on the house.

Yeah, thanks, but if it's all the same to you,

I'll pay for it.

She was a good woman.

Here I am, all alone, and everything is bad.

Oh, I, uh, I didn't realize he was

getting that drunk, Marshal.

I mean, he's not used to it.

He-- he lost his wife yesterday.

Ah, well, he doesn't seem to be bothering anybody.

No need to explain it to me.

I thought you being a crony of Harker's, I mean--

What's that got to do with it?

Well, he don't allow no drunks or them that

serves the liquor to get drunk.

Well, I'd say a man who's just lost his wife has

got a right to get drunk, especially

if he's not bothering anybody.

Where's my bottle I paid for?

Marshal, I'd best get him out of here.

Everything's under control.

Bo, how about a beer?

Well, maybe one, seeing it's you.

I'm a modern man, Matt.

Where's my whisky?

I want my whisky back.

You've got a drunk in here, Toby.

He-- he ain't had hardly any, Sheriff Harker.

I-- I mean, it must have just hit him,

what with him losing his wife and all.

No excuse for breaking the rules.

It wasn't on purpose, Sheriff.

We'll talk about it later.

Sober up, mister.

You're going to jail.

Bo, hold on.

You don't need to rough him up.

He's an old man.

Look, Matt, maybe you can play it loose in Dodge

since you'd had that town under control for a long time,

but I can't afford to let up here.

So don't push our friendship by telling me how to run things.

Friendship's got nothing to do with it.

You mean you'd pull rank on me?

I'm not pulling rank on you.

I'm just telling you to ease off on him.

Come on, Matt.

Let's, uh, let's not make a mountain out of a molehill,

not after all we've been through together.

I'll, uh, I'll put Claude here in a cell,

let him sleep it off, and I won't hurt him.

Like you say, he's an old man.

Thanks, Marshal.

I never thought I'd see Sheriff Harker

back down to any minute man.

Me, neither, and I've seen him bust people's skulls

for just looking at him crossways.

He was always tough, but I never saw

him rough up an old man or have people running scared from him.

Well, it's the sad truth, Marshal.

I mean, he's-- he's got us all spooked.

Marshal, I-- I don't like to think we're cowards,

but we can't stand up to him.

We're just ordinary folks.

How'd he get like this?

Well, Marshal, four years ago, this town was a real snake pit.

I mean, nobody was safe to walk on the street.

And then we hired Harker, and he womped

things into shape in a hurry.

I mean, I gotta tell you, we all thought

he was really something.

He saved our town, and we made a hero out of him.

That was a bad mistake.

He just naturally took over being the boss man.

Marshal, he runs herd on us like we were

a bunch of runny-nosed kids.

His deputy sure seems to think highly of him.

Barney?

Yes, he's a good boy, but Harker's

got him hog tied in the head.

Now hold it.

Marshal, I'm not so sure we should

be opening up to you like this.

Because I'm a friend of Harker's, you mean?

Well, yes, if word of it got back to him

that we'd been complaining--

If what you say about him is true, how come the town

council hasn't fired him?

'Cause we're the town council.

Firing Bo Harker is a beautiful thought, Marshal,

and it's one we've all savored.

But Harker won't take it lying down,

and who around here is going to face up to him?

I mean, there ain't nobody faster than he is with a gun,

or fists, or more ready to use them.

And whatever else he is, Marshal, he ain't a coward.

You're a US marshal.

Isn't it your duty to take care of situations like this?

I don't know. I've known Bo a long time.

We'll make it a formal request in writing if that'll help.

I know it's not easy for you, Marshal,

but maybe we can show you something

that will make it easier?

Can we come in, Charlie?

Well, I was just getting ready to go to bed.

This early?

I did a lot of work today.

I got tired.

Oh, stop lying, Charlie, and let 'em in.

Hello, Grandma.

Tell Marshal Dillon what happened to your hand.

Nothing, it was just an accident.

I'll tell him different.

It was him that prowls around seeing

everything, hearing everything, skulking around like the devil

himself.

You mean, it was Sheriff Harker did this to you?

-Grandma-- -It's all right, Charlie.

It was him that done it, all right,

on account of what I said to you,

but I ain't even sure he meant it.

It's just that he can't stand to think that someone might not

think he was the king of the hill,

and I quit thinking of him that way quite some spell ago.

Ma'am, I am sure sorry to be the cause of this.

Oh, well, now don't go blaming yourself, Marshal.

It was my own fault, my mouth, been

getting me into more trouble than I

care to think about for years.

I'll tell you someone else you can

go and talk to if you want to.

This is Willie, Marshal.

Willie, you want to tell us what happened?

I was playing down at the old quarry

and fell down some rocks.

Willie, now the marshal is here to help us.

Then tell him the truth.

There's nothing to be afraid of, Willie.

Nobody's gonna hurt you.

I was pegging stones at a tin can, Marshal,

and broke the sheriff's window.

I tried to run before he spotted me, but he caught me anyways.

I was scared, so I lied, said it wasn't me.

He just kind of crazy, said I needed to be taught a lesson,

and started hitting me.

Thanks for telling us, Willie.

There's more, Marshal, more folks to talk to,

if they ain't too scared to open their mouths.

No need, Toby. I don't need any more.

Well, I didn't know you all knew each other.

You'd better sit down, Bo.

From the looks on your faces, I get the feeling

I'd be better off standing up.

What's this all about?

The town council has had a meeting.

Without notifying me?

You know my rules better than that.

Well, that's just it, Bo.

There's not gonna be any more of your rules.

They have decided to ask for your resignation.

The hell-- you can't fire me.

Let's just say you've done your job too well.

They don't need a town tamer anymore.

Now wait.

I want to hear them say it.

Go on.

Say it.

Yes.

How about you?

Yes.

You?

Yes.

That's it, Bo.

Look, you-- you can't come in here, asking me to quit,

without giving reasons.

All right, how about Grandma Boggs and Willie?

What about roughing up that old man just because he was drunk?

How about making up a lot of rules

people can't live by, terrorizing the people

you're supposed to protect?

Do you want more?

Look, I don't know what you've seen or heard

since you've been here, Matt, but all I've done here

is my job.

Sure, sure, I've lost my temper a time or two.

That ain't no reason for this.

I didn't come to you, you know.

You came to me-- to me.

You come whining and crawling, begging me for help,

and I gave it to you.

I saved this town.

I made this a decent place to live.

Now that it's over, you want to shove me out?

And to do that, you come here pretending to be an old friend.

You think what you want to, Bo.

It won't change anything-- about your badge.

No, no, sir, nobody touches my badge, most of all you.

You can try to take it if you want to.

But you ain't never gonna touch my badge 'cause I'm faster

than you, and you know it.

Let me tell you something, Dillon.

The fact that that gun is where it is and not in my holster

makes you luckier than you've ever been in your life.

You'd better start packing.

I don't need to pack.

I ain't got nothing here that ain't got

stink on it, including that.

You were a good law man once, Bo.

You could be again.

There's other towns.

We'll meet again, Dillon, and when we do,

we'll play our little game again, next time for keeps.

Now, Marshal, I've got one question.

I've got one question.

Now I want to know why.

Look around you, Barney.

Ask anybody.

They'll tell you.

Now wait a minute.

Now Mr. Harker has told me-- he has told me

that every town's got a few people that are gonna

speak out against the law.

Not a few people, Barney, everybody,

just pick somebody you respect and ask them.

Now I had never heard anybody, not anybody in this town,

ever speak out against Mr. Harker, now never.

They're afraid of him.

Afraid, why?

Why, just because Mr. Harker is a strict man?

Well, you know and I know that a good sheriff has to be strict.

Barney, Bo was a good sheriff once.

He just went sour.

Oh, no, I-- I'm just not gonna ever

believe anything like that.

You know, Barney, they put blinders on a horse

so they can lead 'em around, but you

look to me like the kind of man that

would like to know the truth.

You won't have to look far here.

I-- I just don't understand how something

like this could happen.

It wouldn't be the first time a good man

has broken under pressure.

Wait a minute.

Are you saying that Mr. Harker is crazy?

I'm just saying that when he saw people starting to break

his rules, when he saw cracks starting

to appear in his neat, tidy, little town,

he started coming apart.

Now, Barney, this town has to have a sheriff.

I'm temporarily going to appoint you.

Now I've got a hunch the people of this town

will want to make it permanent.

Uh, no, Marshal, I-- I-- I just ca--

I can't wear Mr. Harker's badge.

This isn't Mr. Harker's badge, Barney.

It belongs to this town.

It always did.

That's something he forgot.

Now I've got to head back to Dodge.

I don't think you're gonna go off and leave

this town unprotected.

I'll do my best, but, uh, I'm not ever gonna be the sheriff

that Mr. Harker was.

Let's hope not.

I guess I'm just gonna have to accept

the fact that Mr. Harker's gone 'cause I, uh,

asked all over town.

And nobody's seen him.

You know, I remember the night they gave him that rifle.

They had a big banquet and everything.

Almost everybody in town gave a speech. .

Funny how things change.

Barney, believe me.

This is one change that's for the good.

[merrymaking]

Watch out.

Don't spill it.

Here we are, guests.

Drinks are on me.

It's a night for celebrating, huh?

I still can't believe it.

Yeah, you know, it's like waking up from a nightmare,

huh?

Things are gonna be good for all of us, all of us.

[cheering]

Come on, drink, yeah!

Business is bound to get better.

We haven't had such a warm night in a long time.

My, Sheriff Barney Austin, everything

seems so new and fresh and going our way.

Don't you feel it, too, Barney?

Aw, Jenny, I guess I should.

Honey, I'm trying, but I'm afraid it's

just gonna take me a spell.

Barney, you're gonna have to stop feeling

guilty about Sheriff Bo Harker.

Aw, now, Jenny, that man treated me good.

And after what he did for this town, I-- I just don't think it

was right for them to just throw him out.

Well, I'm glad he's gone.

All right, I said it.

Oh, Barney, you're gonna make a much better

sheriff than he ever was.

Well, now, Jenny, calling me a sheriff doesn't mean what I'm

gonna be one 'cause calling is one thing, and proving

is another.

Well, I don't know about you, Barney,

but I'm tired of talking about Sheriff Bo Harker.

Here we are in the moonlight.

You haven't even kissed me yet.

Well, come here, Jenny.

Come here.

That's enough.

No, no, I'm not gonna stop now, Jenny.

You stop it right now.

What if somebody came by?

Well, we'd just let 'em watch.

All right, hold your horses.

I ain't got but two hands.

[music and talking stops]

Uh-oh.

Well, well, well, all my old friends enjoying themselves,

a satisfying sight, gentlemen, it surely is.

Ah, Toby, it looks like you've got yourself

a special occasion going on here, so I'll just have a beer

and join in the fun.

Here you are, Sheriff.

Sheriff?

Oh, no, no, no, I'm not sheriff anymore.

Don't you remember?

I was put out to pasture by you and the rest

of the good folks of this town.

I'll tell you something, Toby.

I'm kind of glad I don't have the responsibility

that badge carried.

I mean, all the time I was sheriff,

wasn't I always around to protect you?

Didn't I always bust up fights before they got out of hand?

Did any two-bit gunslinger ever get a chance to come in here

and use his gun, hmm?

And I'm not sheriff anymore, am I?

It's gonna happen, Toby.

It surely is.

I'm gonna be real sorry about it.

Any day now, some two-bit gunslinger

is gonna walk through that door, come in here,

maybe shoot up that real pretty mirror of yours.

Where'd that come from?

Just like that, the other corner.

Please, please, sir, please.

I think that's the saloon.

All right, Jenny, you go home.

Barney.

And them light fixtures will surely dazzle his eye.

Please, Mr. Harker.

He'd never stand for them bottles standing up there.

That wasn't nice, Charlie, trying to walk out of here when

I was giving a little speech.

Now if I was still sheriff, none of this would happen, right?

I mean, I never allowed gunplay.

That just goes to show you, letting

me go was a big mistake.

Well, not that any of you wanted me to go.

Why, I bet there ain't a man among you doesn't wish I

was wearing my badge right now.

Isn't that right?

Because without me around to protect you,

he'd just go on and on and on and on and on.

Mr. Harker?

Well, Barney, come to join the fun?

Mr. Harker, what are you doing, sir?

Wasn't me, no, it's, uh, some drunken cowboy done it.

I was just showing my old friends

what it's gonna be like now that I ain't sheriff anymore.

Well, Mr. Harker, uh, I understand

you being mad at this town.

Mad?

I ain't mad, Barney.

I ain't mad at all.

Well, sir, I-- I don't think I quite understand.

Object lessens cost, Barney.

Mr. Harker, you're gonna have to pay for all these repairs.

I don't it.

The puppy dog is snapping back.

Mr. Harker, we'll live by your rules.

You'll have to pay for the repairs.

Come on.

Let's go outside and talk.

Talk?

Talk about what-- my badge, my job?

While you and a few other liars in this town

work behind my back?

I've done more for you, Barney, than I would've for a son.

Mr. Harker, I appreciate everything you taught me,

but, sir, I learned one lesson.

And that's nobody must break the law.

Now, Mr. Harker, that includes you.

Sir, let's go.

Let's go.

That's funny.

It taught me something, Barney.

It taught me always face your friends.

That way you can watch 'em.

I guess that sort of makes me sheriff again, don't it?

I mean, I surely do believe that's what all of you want.

Of course, if there's those among you

who think differently, you just speak right up.

Barney.

Barney.

No.

[sobbing]

It's unanimous, just like I thought it would be.

Well, I guess I'd better get my town back in order,

and to begin with, you clean this place up, Toby.

You know how I feel about untidy saloons.

[sobbing continues]

[music playing]

Hello, Davey.

It seems odd you'd be working this late.

Now it's not good for a man to overdo.

It's especially not good form if he's planning

to send a wire to, say, uh, Dodge City for Dillon to read

when he gets there tomorrow.

Then you wouldn't do nothing like that, would you, Davey?

No, sir, I surely wouldn't.

But then on the other hand, there's

no use putting temptation in your way, is there?

Good night, Davey.

-Morning, Marshal. -Morning, Pete.

Easy, Lonnie.

What are you doing here?

Barney let me out last night. Harker had gone.

There was no one to press charges.

There's trouble, real trouble.

Well now just take it easy and catch your breath.

Sheriff Harker's come back.

He's come back.

He's shooting up the whole town.

Well, good morning, ladies.

I want a room, facing the street.

Yes, sir.

I want you to come along.

I don't want you blabbing to Dillon, understand?

Come on.

Move.

Come on.

Somebody got word to him.

Well, he was bound to show up sooner or later.

Maybe it's better this way.

Are you gonna ambush the marshal?

I never bushwhacked a man in my life.

When I have it out with Dillon, it'll be face to face.

Do you understand?

I want to watch him stew for a while.

I want to watch him try to track me down,

watch him start jumping at shadows,

see the fear start eating at his insides.

We'll will play our little game again.

One more time, we'll play it.

Dillon will lose like he always did.

He'll lose.

That's Barney's coffin, Marshal.

Did you know that?

Jenny, I-- I don't know how to tell you how sorry I am.

Then you also know it was cold-blooded murder.

It won't be much consolation to you now,

but we're gonna get him.

He'll gun you down, Marshal, just

like he did with Barney, and the same as he did with Barney,

he'll pretend it was legal.

You've got to hide somewhere and shoot him from cover.

I can't do it that way. You know that.

I know.

I also know as good as you are, you haven't

got a chance against him.

Come nightfall, there will be two coffins-- one for Barney

and one for you.

If you let me go, I promise not to say anything.

I really do promise, Sheriff.

It's started.

Easy to guess what Jenny told him, easy.

Easy to guess she's putting the first wedges

of worries in Dillon's head.

It'll grow like a festering sore.

I feel bad about Jenny, though.

She'll thank me in time.

Barney Austin was no good.

I proved it.

It started.

He started the hunt.

Why ain't he shown yet?

Well, back in Abilene, when he'd corner a man,

he'd make 'em sit and wait, figured it gave him an edge.

Well, do you reckon you'll have to smoke him out then?

Oh, no, he'd liked nothing better than that,

to see me running around trying to pin him down.

Oh, and then when he saw he had you all worn to a frazzle,

he'd show.

That's the way he likes to work.

So if you don't mind, Toby, I'm gonna stay right here,

do a little waiting of my own.

Two hours, two hours he's been in there.

What's he up to?

Answer me!

Maybe he's scared.

Maybe it's like you said.

Maybe he's getting liquored up.

No, no, Dillon's too smart for that.

Come on, Dillon.

Come on out.

I want to see the worry start gnawing at you.

Come on.

They're all on your side, Marshal, every one of them.

Only there ain't one of 'em willing to bet on you.

Ms. Jenny, we're, uh, quite sorry about Barney.

It needn't have happened, you know.

It wasn't our fault, Ms. Jenny.

Oh, wasn't it?

Bo Harker couldn't have stood up against all of you.

We ain't so sure about that.

Harker ain't human.

Barney was foolish, trying what he did.

Is that the way you get rid of your guilt, by blaming Barney?

I suppose you'll blame Marshal Dillon

when Bo Harker guns him down.

She don't understand.

She just don't understand at all.

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Dillon, Dillon, you hear me?

I'm waiting, Dillon.

Come on.

There's a back door, Marshal.

There ain't anybody in the world that would fault you.

HARKER: Dillon.

Why didn't you come looking for me?

What kind of a law man are you?

In some ways, the same kind you are, Bo.

I knew you'd come sooner or later.

All I had to do was wait.

I give you credit for that.

Gotta take you in, Bo.

I'm a law man.

I go with the law.

The law is against you on this.

Not the way I see it.

You tried to make this a lawless town.

You tried to turn good folks against me.

I warned you.

Now I'm gonna have to kill you.

Are you sure you can do it?

You know better than that.

I always beat you.

That was in a game, Bo.

There's something you never knew.

What's that?

I always let you win.

Sure, you did.

I don't lie, Bo.

All right, let's get to it.

Let's find out-- 1, 2, 3.

[sobbing]

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NARRATOR: Stay tuned for exciting scenes

from our next "Gunsmoke."

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