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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 lonely. Even that dog on jail looks like home tonight. Mr. Gentlemen. It's been a long run. All right. Get a fire going and some coffee started, will you, Chester? I'll unsettle the horses. Yes, sir. Hat. What? It's Tover, Matt. Van. To. Oh, hello, Van. I didn't recognize you there in the dark. I've been waiting for you, Matt. I wanted to talk to you. Well, alone if it's all the same. No offense, Jesse. The old none too. Mr. Drover. I was just going on in make some coffee anyhow. I'll make. Why didn't you wait inside, Van? The office is open. Did for a while, but just couldn't stay setting. I guess. You have got something on your mind, Matt. You know a lot about me. You know, I tore around when I was younger. Before I met Edna. And we got married and the Kid come. It's like most men. No, that. That ain't what I mean exactly. I mean I never quite got on the wrong side of the law. But I pretty near dead a few times. Well, I was mighty handy with a gun, Matt. And I was too quick to use one a lot of times. Sure, it was always self defense, but. What do you got? Mad man, Matt, you still got that gun I gave you two years ago when the kid was born? That's in the office. And the safe. You got any need for it? No, I want it back. I better get this other Saddle off. No, no, Matt, wait. I can go buy another gun. It's just that I'm used to that one. I carried it for years and I got to have one tonight. You haven't worn a gun for two years now, Van. You told me when you gave it to me you were through with gun fighting. I didn't ask for this for the Kid's sake and Edna's. So you told me. That's true, man. You said you only had one enemy in the world and you hadn't heard of him for years. It's a matter. Have you gone out and made yourself a new one? No. It's the same one, huh? He's caught up with you. It was 12 years ago, clear down in Durango. Fight over a girl. Nobody. She didn't even count. I just fought easy in them days, was all. Yeah, sure. This fella drawed on me and I put a bullet through his leg. He was still laid up with it when I rode out of town. And he swore he'd find me and kill me. I didn't pay it much mind. We all talk big when we're young, you know. I know. He rode into Dodge today. He's been asking for me, huh? What's his name? Largo Greelan. He's a big fella. He's built like a bull. Always wears two guns and he can shoot with either hand. Van, does your shoulders still bother your son? What's that got to do with it? Look, you might as well have given me that gun four years ago when that horse fell. And, Rol, now, you get mixed up in something like this with that bad shoulder and you'll be dead before you even get your gun clear of the leather. You must be out of your head. You think I want to meet Largo? You sure act like it. He's come after me 12 years he's been looking. That's a lot of hate, man. And if I don't call him here in town, he'll come on out to the ranch. I got Edn and the Kid to think of. All right, then think of him. Stay out of this and leave it to me. You think I wouldn't like to? Matt, I'm scared. I know what I'm up against, and I'm scared to death. Then get out of town. Stay clear of him and let me handle it. It's not your fight, Matt. It might be. Well, ain't no use arguing about it. If it's all right with you, I'll take my gun and not bother you. No more. Why don't you use your head, Van? You haven't got a chance. I want the gun, Matt. I want it now. All right. Come on, Chester. Mr. Dillon, get Van Tober's gun out of the safe, will you? Sat. I give up. I can't figure it out. I'll figure what out, Kitty? You, the way you're acting. How am I acting? You've been leaning on the bar for the last hour with the same drink beside you. You haven't even touched it. Well, I guess I'm not thirsty. It's not that, Matt. You're drawn tighter than a two dollar cinch. You're waiting for something, aren't you? Don't worry about it. No use borrowing trouble if anybody's about to borrow from Kitty. Will you excuse me for a minute? Look, you stay here and finish your drink. I. I got something that needs attended to. I'll be back in your name, Largo. GRE might be. What's on your mind, mister? I'm a marshal here in Dodge. What is that one? Yeah, you. Everybody on the Cherokee Strip. Margo. Oh, now I see Van Trover come whining to you. Rickman got you to do his fighting for him, huh? I'm not talking about Silvers. I'm talking about some wanted bulletins I've been looking over. Got your name and face on them. You don't see one of them's for murder down on the Cherokee Strip. Man must have changed. Some spook's easier. For one thing. Holler is for his hit. Forget about the van. It's kind of a hard thing to do, Marshall, when you've looked for a man 12 years and finally found him. Understand he's staked out over by the stock pens. Got covered the side and behind. Sure looks like he ain't running no chances. But I can wait. Let him sweat some. He can't stay there forever. You're under arrest for murder, Largo. Now, I'd like to bludge you, Marshal, but I got other business in town. Not now, you haven't. Oh, I ain't gonna draw on you. More than likely you got a man somewhere behind me. No, I ain't gonna draw. I'm sorry, Largo, but I've had that kicking trick tried on me before. Now get up on your feet. Come on, mister. We're going to jail, dog. Got it, man. I'm telling you, someday you're gonna take one chance. Two minutes. Oh, what do you mean, Doc? Trying to arrest somebody you know's a killer with your Gun in your holster, Doc. A lawman that went around with a pistol in his hand that lasted about a week. Why? Because they were outlaw in town and figure he had a right to ambush him. Marshall. Oh, you're in town kind of late, aren't you, Ms. Tober? Marshall. Who's then? I don't know. Around town somewhere, I guess. Now, doc, you know Ms. Tober, don't you? Oh, do I? Of course I know. Who do you think delivered that baby of hers? How are you, Edna? Marshall, who's been gonna fight? Fight? He's wearing a gun. First time in two years. And he's in town looking for somebody. He wouldn't tell me anything, but I know. I can feel it when a man's mind's took up with killing. Easy now, Ms. Tover. Whatever he might have been thinking, he could forget. Now you can too. There's nothing to worry about. That's easy to say. It happens to be true. The fella he was worrying about's in jail. I guess Van doesn't know it yet. Are you telling me the truth, Marshall? Yes, I am. Now, why don't you get yourself back out to the ranch? That husband of yours is going to be tired and hungry when he finally rides in tonight. You sure this man's in jail, Marshall? Yeah, he's there all right. Well, of course he's here. Now you head for home, young lady, before you really give Van something to worry about. Gallivanting around alone this time of night. All right, Doc, I will. Good night. And good night, doc. Good night, Ms. Tower. Blameful woman worrying overnight. Yeah, that's right, Doc. The same as you were. Same as I was? Oh, you mean about you taking chances and all? That's different now. What you doing? Ah, that Chester, he can find more reasons to hoop and howl. Yeah. What's the matter, Chester? He jumped me right there in the cell. I fetched him some water so he could clean up when he come to. And he was just playing possum. Are you hurt? Well, no, I ain't hurt. That ain't what I'm trying to tell you, Mr. Dillon. Well, what is it then? That he got away? Jolly. He sure didn't waste no time making himself cursed, Mr. Jones. No, he sure didn't, Jack. Any sign of him around the railroad depot? No, not a whiskey man. Quiet as a tomb over there. And I didn't see Van Tover either. Now we gotta find one of them before they find each other. It's just possible that he pulled stakes and let out. Not after 12 years looking for Tober. He's still around somewhere. Well, you had him locked up in jail. Oh, Mr. Jones, I just don't know how it happened. He just fooled me long. I guess you're probably thinking about women. They're always fooling you too. Now you look here. Now that. Forget it, Chester. We all get taken out once in a while. I just don't know how he tricked me like. Well, never mind. It's done now. The thing is to do is to find him. He hasn't had time to get very far. Matthew. Mr. Dylan. Yeah. Over here, Miles. Wonder what old Miles is doing out this time of night. That's why we're trying to pedal something. Make another $0.05 profit so he can sleep better. I hear that, Doc. I heard what you were saying behind my back. There isn't anything I wouldn't say to your front your old skin from what's on your mind, Miles. Matthew, there's something mighty funny going on. How is that so? I just came past the livery stable that Mrs. Stover started to drive out and some fella jumped into the buggy with her. What? Ay, it was a big fella, built like a bull. He made a turn around and go back into the stable and it looks like we've found Largo. Come on, let' Ain't no sign of life, Mr. D. No reason for him to advertise. Well, he might have left. It's been five minutes since I saw him. If you saw them at all, you'd probably been nipping at that scotch whiskey, are you? One of these days, duck, you'll go too far. Well, I guess he ain't left yet after all. Largo, come on out of there while your hands up. Being a lady too comfortable. Marshall, why don't you come and join us? Let her come out alone and you won't get hurt. I don't mean any get hurt. Not while she's with me. Matt, what's going on? You got Largo cornered now. Heard a shot. Go find her husband, Marshall. Tell him if he hurries, he might still be breathing. Margot got in there. In there dirty. Wait a minute, man. It won't help her any to walk out there and get yourself killed. There's no use arguing, Matt. No, I guess you're right. There isn't any you argument. Doc, take care of him, will you? Chester, get his gun and see if you can hold Largo's attention. Fire a couple of shots. I'm gonna try to slip in the back. Okay, Mr. Dillon. Hey, let me have his gun, Doc. Largo, you ain't got a chance. Throw your gun out and walk out of the air. Your hands up for me, and Mr. Dillon comes in after you. Come on, if you feel lucky. You think we don't mean business, Largo, I've convinced you any. You better be careful, boys. You're scaring a lady. Me and Mr. Dillon will give you just two minutes before we rush you. You know where to find me. Come on. I'll pick you up one at a time. Right after I shoot the lady, of course. Hayden. Let me go. I don't know who you are, but shut up before you get me mad. Don't move like a Marshall. Well, sneaked in the back way like any ordinary polecat. Don't turn around, Largo. Just drop that gun. Sorry, Marshall. A man waits 12 years for something. It ain't easy for him to just give up and quit. You had all the chance you're gonna get, Largo. You move that gun one inch toward Ms. Tober and it's the last move you'll ever make. Has to be a last move sometime, Marshall. I reckon it might as well be now. He's dead. Yeah. Yeah, he's dead. Oh, Marshall. You all right, Mr. Jones? Yeah. Yeah, I'm all right. Joseph, get her out of here, will you? Take her to Van. He'll want to know that she's safe. Yes, sir, I will. Everything's all right now, Ms. Tobert. You just come along with me now. Hey, Doc. Yes? Well, looks like I've done my job. Now it's time for you to take over another core in this case. Yeah, that's right, Doc. Not a coroner's case. Gunsmoke, under the direction of Norman MacDonald, stars William Conrad as Matt Dillon, U. S. Marshal. Tonight's story was specially written for Gunsmoke by John Meston with music composed and conducted by Rex Corey. Marley Bears. Chester Georgia Ellis is Kitty and Howard McNair is Doc. Gunsmoke has been selected by the Armed Forces Radio Service to be heard by our troops overseas. Join us again next week as Matt Dillon, U.S. marshal, fights to bring law and order out of the wild violence of the west in Gun smok.