Elmer: The only hard way to die is without friends.
[referring to the marshal's shotgun]
William Barclay 'Bat' Masterson: Do you always carry that?
Marshal Johnny Dillon: I do when I'm outnumbered.
William Barclay 'Bat' Masterson: Makes a good deputy, huh?
Marshal Johnny Dillon: Yes indeedy!
Marshal Johnny Dillon: I understand you left this over at the saloon so Elmer could have a decent funeral.
William Barclay 'Bat' Masterson: It was his winnings. After all, I...
Marshal Johnny Dillon: That's very interesting. Far as I know, Elmer never had a nickle so he could sit in on a game. You must have been a real good friend of his.
William Barclay 'Bat' Masterson: Fact is, we never met before, Marshal.
Marshal Johnny Dillon: He did have a good friend.
Narrator: Meeker, Colorado in the 1800's: a town situated high up on the State's mountainous Western slope, a natural geological sanctuary for the lawless, the wanted - one that's never been violated except at the price of death. Such was the challenge that ultimately was forced on a visitor to town - Bat Masterson, the man who became a legend in his own time.