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Reward for Matt

Gunsmoke

Reward for Matt

Apr 30 1955 



CAST:

ANNOUNCER, George Walsh

JINGLE SINGERS

GIRL

MAN 1

MAN 2


MATT DILLON

CHESTER, Matt's deputy

KITTY, Matt's "girlfriend" 

DOC, physician

MRS. HORNBY, mean

KID, age fifteen 

WOMAN, the kid's mother 




L & M FILTERS 

Present 

GUNSMOKE 


SATURDAY, APRIL 30, 1955 

5:00-5:28:50 PM 


SOUND: HORSE FADES ON TO FULL MIKE .... ON CUE: RECORDED SHOT


MUSIC: HOLD UNDER ... TRACK 1


WALSH: GUNSMOKE ... brought to you by L & M Filters. This is it! L & M is best - stands out from all the rest! 


MUSIC: FIGURE AND UNDER ... TRACK 2


WALSH: Around Dodge City and in the territory on West - there's just one way to handle the killers and the spoilers - and that's with a U.S. Marshal and the smell of - GUNSMOKE! 


MUSIC: THEME HITS: FULL BROAD SWEEP AND UNDER ... TRACK 3 


WALSH: GUNSMOKE, starring William Conrad. The transcribed story of the violence that moved west with young America -- and the story of a man who moved with it.


MUSIC: OUT


MATT: I'm that man ... Matt Dillon ... United States Marshal ... the first man they look for and the last they want to meet. It's a chancey job - and it makes a man watchful ... and a little lonely. 


MUSIC: MAIN TITLE ... TRACK 3


SOUND: STREET BG ... FS FADE ON 


CHESTER: Hey, Doc!


DOC: (FADES ON) Hello, Chester. 


CHESTER: Come on over and sit down.


DOC: (SITS) Well, I guess it won't hurt for a minute or two .... just to sit down.


CHESTER: You might as well be sitting out here on the street as loafing around your office. 


DOC: Oh, is that so? Well, I --- 


CHESTER: Now, wait a minute - didn't mean nothing, Doc. I wasn't even thinking.


DOC: I can believe that. What's bothering you, Chester?


CHESTER: It's Mr. Dillon.


DOC: What?


CHESTER: I'm kindly worried about him, Doc. 


DOC: You are? Why?


CHESTER: Well, look here it is near dark and he aint showed up yet. I don't even know where he is. 


DOC: I think Matt can take care of himself, Chester.


CHESTER: Sure, but usually, he leaves a note or something, Doc.


DOC: A man doesn't have to do things the same way all the time. 


CHESTER: I know that. 


DOC: Now for instance, it's like Mrs. Hull the other day. She came to ask me how to get her baby to sleep at night. Now, for example, what would you have told her?


CHESTER: Aw, Doc ... 


DOC: Now you think, Chester -- after all, you were a baby once. How'd your mother get you to sleep? 


CHESTER: She didn't have no trouble. 


DOC: Well, the usual way is to rock the baby. But you know what I told Mrs. Hull to do?


CHESTER: Doc -- I really aint interested in babies.


DOC: You're going to hear, anyway. I told her to take the baby and smear its little fingers with thick molasses. 


CHESTER: What!


DOC: Yes. And then I told her to give it half a dozen chicken feathers.


CHESTER: What for? 


DOC: Well, I figured it'd pluck the feathers from hand to hand till it fell asleep. And then if it woke up again all she had to do was give it some more molasses and feathers. 


CHESTER: Seems to me that'd only make the little baby mad. 


DOC: Oh - mad! That shows how much you know about babies, Chester.


CHESTER: Oh my goodness gracious ... Can't we talk about something else, Doc? 


DOC: Certainly. You start something this time. 


CHESTER: Wait a minute -- that's Mr. Dillon. 


DOC: Where? 


CHESTER: (GETS UP) Riding up the street there -- leading that horse with the pack on it. 


DOC: Oh .... yes ... 


CHESTER: Doc ... look --


DOC: (GETS UP) What?


CHESTER: That ain't no pack he's got tied on that horse.


DOC: No .... no, that isn't.


CHESTER: That's a man. A dead one. 


DOC: Yes. 


SOUND: HORSES FADE ON ....


CHESTER: Who do you suppose it is? 


DOC: Well, I don't know.


SOUND: HORSES STOP ... MATT DISMOUNTS AS THEY WALK INTO STREET 


CHESTER: Mr. Dillon ... 


MATT: (FADES ON) Hello, Chester. Doc. 


DOC: Hello, Matt. 


CHESTER: Who you got there?


MATT: (DISMOUNTS) Mel Hornby.


CHESTER: Mel Hornby! 


MATT: I went out to ask him some questions about that sodbuster that got murdered last month --


CHESTER: Oh - Jake Reeves?


MATT: Yeah. But Hornby took offense, and tried to kill me.


DOC: You think he had something to do with Reeves' murder, Matt?


MATT: He did it, Doc. He admitted it just before he died. 


CHESTER: A big rancher like old Mel Hornby killing a poor half-starved little homesteader ... ? 


MATT: They had an argument about something and Hornby's temper got the best of him. The way it did today. 


DOC: But how come you brought the body to Dodge, Matt? I should think Mrs. Hornby'd want him out there. 


MATT: I didn't find him at home, Doc. He was way out on the prairie handling some stock. I'll get a wagon in the morning and take him back. 


DOC: I don't envy you. Old Mrs. Hornby's a pretty mean woman. 


MATT: I know. 


DOC: You'd better let Chester do that. She can't blame him for anything. 


MATT: No. I'll do it, Doc. I killed him. 


MUSIC: 1ST ACT CURTAIN


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MUSIC: SECOND ACT OPENING 


SOUND: DOOR OPENS ... FS ENTER ... CLOSE DOOR 


CHESTER: (OFF) Morning, Mr. Dillon. 


MATT: Morning, Chester.


CHESTER: (FADES ON) I hired a team and wagon for you. It's standing outside. 


MATT: Thanks. 


CHESTER: It's near ten o'clock already. 


MATT: I'll get started directly. 


SOUND: DOOR OPENS ... FS ENTER


MRS: (OFF) There you are, Marshal. 


MATT: Mrs. Hornby .... 


MRS: (FADES ON) Where's my husband? You got him here? 


MATT: (GETS UP) Won't you sit down, ma'am?


MRS: I been sitting down since dawn. On a saddle. When my husband didn't come home last night, I figured it had something to do with you. You found him, didn't you? 


MATT: Yes ma'am. I found him. 


MRS: Well where is he? You got him in jail on some fool charge? I want to know what's going on, Marshal. I shoulda made you tell me when you come by yesterday.


MATT: Mrs. Hornby ... your husband's dead. 


MRS: What ... ? 


MATT: He tried to kill me. 


MRS: You shot him? 


MATT: I had to. 


MRS: You killed my husband? 


MATT: I wanted to talk to him about Jake Reeves. But as soon as I mentioned Reeves' name, he went for his gun. I'm sorry it happened that way, ma'am. 


MRS: I don't believe you. Why would he do that? What'd he care about Jake Reeves? 


MATT: He killed him, Mrs. Hornby. I didn't know that, but he admitted it before he died.


MRS: Is that true?


MATT: Yes, ma'am. It's true.


MRS: Well, he shoulda had a trial. He'd of got off. Who cares about a man like Reeves? You murdered my husband, Marshal. He didn't have a chance against you.


MATT: He had a gun and he tried to kill me with it, ma'am.


MRS: It's too bad he didn't. (PAUSE) But you're gonna die anyway, Marshal ... 


MATT: What ... 


MRS: I said you're gonna die. I've got money -- I'm gonna hire you killed. 


MATT: Now wait a minute, ma'am ... 


MRS: A thousand dollars. That oughta do it. And you can't stop me. There ain't a thing in the world you can do about it.


MATT: All right, all right. Who're you going to hire? 


MRS: So you can be watching for him .... or maybe go right out after him? No. It ain't gonna work that way, Marshal. It aint one man I'm gonna hire ... it's a whole army of men. You won't have a chance. Any more than my husband did. Now where's his body? I'm gonna get him buried and then go to work on getting you killed. 


MUSIC: BRIDGE 


SOUND: RESTAURANT BG ... CUPS, ETC. 


KITTY: More coffee, Matt?


MATT: No thanks, Kitty. I've had enough. Good dinner, wasn't it?


KITTY: Matt, you're awful calm for a man who's been threatened the way you have.


MATT: Mrs. Hornby? 


KITTY: Don't you think she meant what she said yesterday? 


MATT: Well, I don't know where she's going to hire an army for a thousand dollars, but I suppose it's some kind of compliment if she thinks I'm that hard to kill.


KITTY: You're not taking this very serious, Matt.


MATT: There's nothing I can do till I find out what she's up to, Kitty. 


KITTY: Well, maybe she's just crazy. She sure sounds like it. 


MATT: Maybe. 


KITTY: Where'd she bury him, Matt? Did she take him back to the ranch? 


MATT: No. She buried him up on Boot Hill. She said if that's the way he got killed, that's the place he was going to get buried.


KITTY: Sounds like she was mad at him. 


MATT: I think it was shame, Kitty. She wasn't proud of her husband getting shot down like an ordinary lawbreaker.


KITTY: That's a pretty easy word for a murderer.


MATT: I don't think his killing Jake Reeves meant a thing to her, Kitty. He might as well have shot a horse for all she cared. 


KITTY: All she cares about's herself.


SOUND: FS FADE ON


CHESTER: (FADES ON) Mr. Dillon .... Hello, Miss Kitty. 


KITTY: Hello, Chester. Sit down and have some coffee.


CHESTER: (SITS) I'll sit but there ain't time for coffee. 


MATT: What's that poster you've got, Chester? 


CHESTER: That's what I come to find you about, Mr. Dillon. I tore this poster off the board down at the depot. But there're more of them. A fella there told me she's putting them up all over Dodge. 


MATT: What ... ?


CHESTER: Here. You read it.


SOUND: HE HANDS POSTER TO MATT


MATT: (READS) "One thousand dollars reward to the first man that can prove Matt Dillon is dead. He doesn't have to prove anything else. Money is in safe at Dodge House, and will be paid in cash .... immediately. Signed: Mrs. Mel Hornby."


KITTY: Why, Matt, she can't get by with that. You can put her in jail .... 


CHESTER: He sure can. And I'll go around and tear down the rest of them posters, Mr. Dillon. 


MATT: No no no, Chester. No ... too many people have read them by now, Chester. And some of them are probably already thinking about it. 


KITTY: Then put her in jail till she takes it back, Matt. Make her print up some more saying it isn't true. 


MATT: You think she'd do that, Kitty? Mrs. Hornby? 


KITTY: Matt, you're going to have every greedy bum in Dodge out trying to ambush you ....


MATT: Yeah, Kitty. A whole army of them. 


MUSIC: IN AND UNDER: 


MATT: I spent the next couple of days looking over one shoulder everywhere I went, and sitting with my back to the wall, and keeping away from windows. And come evenings I tried to get set somewhere before it got dark so I wouldn't have to walk past alleyways or through patches of light on the street. It strings a man tight, living that way -- too tight. I found that out one afternoon when Chester and I were sitting on the porch in front of the office. 


SOUND: STREET BG 


CHESTER: I locked the door out back, Mr. Dillon. At least there aint nobody gonna come up on you that way. 


MATT: Good. 


CHESTER: But wouldn't you be better off sitting inside?


MATT: Out here I can see what's going on. 


CHESTER: You couldn't see a man with a rifle if he hid out in one of them buildings across the street. 


MATT: No - and I can't dig a hole and hide in it, either. 


CHESTER: No sir. 


SOUND: HORSE FADES ON AS KID RIDES UP THE STREET ... FAST


CHESTER: Now, look yonder at that fool kid -- he's gonna run somebody down riding that way.


MATT: He's trying to ride like an Indian. Look how low he's bent.


CHESTER: Hey - he's got a gun in his hand ... 


MATT: Duck, Chester ...


SOUND: THEY MOVE FOR COVER ... HORSE IS ON ... KID FIRES A COUPLE OF SHOTS WHICH RICOCHET NEARBY ... 


CHESTER: Mr. Dillon -- 


SOUND: MATT FIRES TWICE ... KID REACTS AT HIT ... FALLS FROM HORSE ... HORSE RUNS ON A FEW STEPS AND STOPS .....


CHESTER: You hurt, Mr. Dillon? 


MATT: No. He missed me. But he was shooting mighty close. 


CHESTER: Well, you got him ... 


MATT: Yeah. I got him. 


SOUND: THEY WALK OFF BOARDWALK INTO STREET AND UP TO KID UNDER:


CHESTER: That kid must be crazy -- riding by like that and trying to shoot you. 


MATT: Yeah. 


CHESTER: Say, you don't suppose ... 


MATT: I don't know, Chester. 


SOUND: FS STOP ... MATT BENDS DOWN 


MATT: He's still alive. I'll carry him up to Doc's. You take care of his horse. (PICKS HIM UP


CHESTER: Yes sir. My, he's awful young, aint he? 


MATT: Yeah. He's awful young. 


MUSIC: BRIDGE 


SOUND: DOOR OPENS OFF .... 


MATT: (GETS UP) How is he, Doc? 


DOC: (OFF) Come on in, Matt. 


SOUND: MATT WALKS TO BACK ROOM 


DOC: (FADES ON) He's conscious now. But I don't know how long it'll last. 


MATT: Is he going to die? 


DOC: You'd better hurry if you want to talk to him, Matt. 


MATT: Oh - Okay. 


SOUND: MATT WALKS UP TO COT ... BENDS OVER 


MATT: How're you feeling, son?


KID: Bad. Real bad, Marshal.


MATT: Well ... Doc'll take good care of you. Aa ... who are you? What's your name?


KID: Can't tell you my name.


MATT: Well, why not? 


KID: My name don't matter.


MATT: All right. But you tried to shoot me. Why? 


KID: Reward. Thousand dollars. We needed that money .... we needed it bad. 


MATT: Who needed it?


KID: I seen you sitting there ... and then I went and got my horse. I almost killed you. But, I'm sorry I did it. I'm real sorry.


MATT: Don't worry about that now. Everything's gonna be .... 


KID: (REACTS TO PAIN) Marshal ... (DIES) 


MATT: Son! (STRAIGHTENS UP) Doc ... 


DOC: (ON) I'm right here, Matt. 


MATT: He's dead. 


DOC: Nobody could've saved him.


MATT: No. How old would you say he was, Doc? 


DOC: Oh, fifteen, maybe. It's not your fault, Matt. 


MATT: I killed him. 


DOC: Now, Matt.. 


MATT: I'm going over to the Dodge House, Doc. 


DOC: Mrs. Hornby? 


MATT: Yeah. 


MUSIC: BRIDGE 


SOUND: FS DOWN CORRIDOR TO DOOR .. STOP .. KNOCK .. REPEAT .. OPEN DOOR. 


MRS: Oh .. it's you. I thought it was somebody come for their money. 


MATT: Somebody almost did, Mrs. Hornby. 


MRS: That so? 


MATT: I killed him. 


MRS: You kill a lot of people, don't you, Marshal? 


MATT: When I have to. 


MRS: Well, maybe the next one'll get you. 


MATT: Maybe. 


MRS: What'd you come to see me for? 


MATT: I thought maybe I could get you to change your mind. 


MRS: What's the matter, Marshal -- getting scared? 


MATT: Well, I don't enjoy knowing somebody might shoot me any minute. 


MRS: Hah!


MATT: But I don't like the idea that I might have to shoot somebody any minute, either. 


MRS: No? Well, that shouldn't bother a man like you. 


MATT: I told you your husband tried to kill me. Don't you understand that? 


MRS: I don't care about understanding it. 


MATT: (MOVES) Do you know who you "hired" this afternoon? 


MRS: It don't matter. Except I wish he'd been a better gunman.


MATT: He wasn't a man, Mrs. Hornby -- he was a boy. Fifteen. He was poor. He needed the money for somebody else. I don't even know his name. 


MRS: I thought you killed him. How do you know he did it for the money? 


MATT: He didn't die right off.


MRS: Oh ... 


MATT: Well, how does it make you feel, Mrs. Hornby? 


MRS: The next one won't be a boy, Marshal. Or the one after that..


MATT: Mrs. Hornby --


MRS: What ... ?


MATT: You're a terrible, selfish old woman. 


SOUND: PAUSE ... THEN SHE SLAMS DOOR ... MATT TURNS AND WALKS DOWN CORRIDOR ... AS: 


MUSIC: 2ND ACT CURTAIN 


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MUSIC: THIRD ACT OPENING


MATT: That night a drunk staggered up to me on the street. He had a gun in his hand, but I buffaloed him before he could use it and threw him in jail. Later, about midnight, it was different. A mule skinner tried to shoot me from behind a waterbarrel. His first shot missed, and a second later he discovered his mistake -- the barrel was empty and he died there, and nobody else seemed willing to take a chance ... at least that night. The next day, about noon, Chester and I were on our way to Delmonico's when we saw Mrs. Hornby coming up Front Street. 


SOUND: FS ALONG BOARDWALK 


CHESTER: She's looking right at you, Mr. Dillon. 


MATT: She's probably going to complain about how I treat her hired hands. 


CHESTER: Too bad she's a woman, ain't it? 


MATT: Things'd be a lot different if she wasn't, Chester.


CHESTER: Maybe she's thought it over. Maybe she's gonna change her mind. 


MATT: It'll take more than a couple of killings for that.


CHESTER: She don't seem to care at all that her husband killed old Jake Reeves. My, if she ain't the one meanest-looking woman ... She's waiting for us. 


SOUND: THEY WALK UP TO HER AND STOP AS


CHESTER: Hello, Mrs. Hornby. 


MRS: (FADES ON) I want to talk to you, Marshal. 


MATT: All right. 


MRS: I hear you killed another man last night. 


MATT: The first of your "men" I killed was a boy, Mrs. Hornby. 


MRS: You still harping on that? 


MATT: It doesn't bother you at all, does it? 


MRS: He was a fool to try it. 


MATT: That money meant a lot to him. 


MRS: Find out who he was? 


MATT: No. 


MRS: Well, it don't matter.


MATT: Not to you. 


MRS: Marshal -- I'll make you a deal. 


MATT: A deal ... ? 


MRS: That's what I said. I'll withdraw the reward if you get out of Dodge ... leave the country ... and don't ever come back. 


MATT: Why? 


MRS: It's my business why. 


MATT: It's beginning to bother you ... all the blood that's being spilled. 


MRS: Never mind that. You gonna do it? 


MATT: You know, Mrs. Hornby, you haven't thought straight since your husband got shot. 


MRS: Got shot by you. 


MATT: By me. 


MRS: What's your answer, Marshal?


MATT: Mrs. Hornby, I hate killing. I hate it as much as you hated losing your husband. But I'm not leaving. 


SOUND: WAGON FADES ON AND PULLS TO STOP UNDER


MRS: You sure, Marshal? 


MATT: I'm sure. 


WOMAN: (OFF) Hey, mister. 


CHESTER: Who's that? 


MATT: Go see what she wants, Chester. 


CHESTER: Yes sir. (UP) I'm coming, lady. 


SOUND: HIS FS FADE 


MRS: You'll just kill more men if you stay here -- till one of them gets you. 


MATT: You're the only one who can stop that, Mrs. Hornby. 


MRS: Well, I ain't gonna stop it. And some man that knows what he's doing'll be along soon. Maybe today, Marshal. 


MATT: You're not helping anybody this way.


SOUND: FS FADE ON 


CHESTER: (FADES ON) Mr. Dillon ...


MATT: Yeah. 


CHESTER: This lady was looking for you. She drove that wagon all the way to town to find you. Near twenty miles, she says. 


MATT: Oh? That so? Well, what can I do for you, ma'am? 


WOMAN: I don't want to bother you, if you're busy, Marshal. 


MATT: It's all right. 


WOMAN: I'm looking for my boy. 


MATT: Your boy? 


WOMAN: He's gonna get hisself in trouble, less'n I stop him. Bad trouble ... I know it. 


MATT: Oh? What's he planning to do, ma'am? 


WOMAN: I'm shamed to tell you this, Marshal .. but he took his gun when he left home yesterday.


MATT: So? 


WOMAN: There'd been talk about that thousand dollars reward for you, Marshal. 


MATT: How old was your boy, ma'am? 


WOMAN: Going on sixteen. He doesn't know what he's doing. I've got to find him and stop him, Marshal. He's only doing it cause we're about to starve out there -- him and me and my little girl. 


MATT: Ma'am ..... 


WOMAN: Wait, Marshal -- you've gotta understand the boy first .... why he's doing it. 


MATT: All right. Why? 


WOMAN: My husband got killed a month ago. Shot. And since then we've been near starving to death. The boy tried -- but we, I ain't been making it. 


MRS: Excuse me, ma'am, I want to ask you something .... 


WOMAN: Why, sure. 


MRS: What's your name? 


WOMAN: Mrs. Reeves. My husband was Jake Reeves. Did you know him? 


MRS: No ... no, I didn't. But my husband - he knew him. Didn't he, Marshal? 


WOMAN: He did? 


MATT: That's what he told me. 


WOMAN: Well - what's your name?


MRS: Never mind my name right now, Mrs. Reeves.


WOMAN: Why - I don't understand .... 


MRS: Marshal ... 


MATT: Yes ma'am ... 


MRS: You were right about me being a terrible, selfish old woman. But would you do something for me? 


MATT: I think so. 


MRS: There'll be an envelope at the Dodge House. It'll be in your name ... you know what to do with it .... 


MATT: Yes, ma'am, I think I know.


MRS: I'm going home now. Goodby, Mrs. Reeves. 


WOMAN: Goodby. 


SOUND: MRS WALKS OFF 


WOMAN: I don't understand what she was saying, Marshal. 


MATT: Mrs. Reeves, you want to come to my office and I'll try to explain it to you? I'll try to explain a lot of things to you. 


MUSIC: CURTAIN 


(CLOSING COMMERCIAL)


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MUSIC: THEME


WALSH: "GUNSMOKE" produced and directed by Norman Macdonnell stars William Conrad as Matt Dillon, U.S. Marshal. Our story was specially written for "GUNSMOKE" by John Meston, with music composed and conducted by Rex Koury. Sound patterns by Tom Hanley and Bill James. Featured in the cast were: Jeanette Nolan, Sam Edwards and Helen Kleeb. Parley Baer is Chester, Howard McNear is Doc, and Georgia Ellis is Kitty. 


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MUSIC: THEME


CROSS PLUG


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MUSIC: THEME 


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MUSIC: THEME TO FULL


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