High Plains Drifter Page #2

I still say

were asking for trouble!

What do we know about him?

Who is he? Where does he come from?

You've got our permission

to go and ask him.

Although, the last three that tried that

didn't fare all that well.

Let me out!

Damn you!

Let go of me, you fat slug!

Let go of me!

Get off me!

Hey, come here. What is this?

I was just down there

soundin' out that stranger...

- when she come in blastin' away like-

- All right, Sam.

You're gonna let him

get away with this?

- Be a little patient, will ya?

- Patient?

When a man's used

to having his own way...

you let him have it

until he goes too far.

Just what do you consider

goin too far?

Isn't forcible rape in broad daylight

a misdemeanour in this town?

Theres too much at stake

to throw away on hysterics now.

Hysterics?

I can remember some hysterics

one night not too long ago.

Callie, keep your mouth shut!

Morgan, get her out of here.

I'll see you later.

Not while that squinty-eyed

son of a b*tch is still breathing!

You wonder if there's

a man left in this town!

I mean, one honest-to-God man

with a full set of balls!

Well...

why not?

'Cause I'm not a gunfighter.

Well, dont get fat

mixed up with stupid.

Besides, I have nothing

against these men.

Who'd you say they are?

Stacey Bridges and his cousins,

the Carlin boys.

They worked for the company.

What you call 'troubleshooters'.

Just like those three

you done in yesterday...

except when they was here before,

there was lots of trouble.

And they took care of it too...

except they got too damn big

for their britches.

Started pushin people around

and takin over the town...

- and we had to-

- Had to what?

We had to take them into custody,

thats what.

I clapped the old bracelets

on them myself.

Hey, you wont be wantin'

that slab of pie, will ya?

You know what happened, friend?

They stole a golden ingot

out of the mining office...

and they hid it under the floorboard

of the shack that they lived in.

Kind of careless of them, wasn't it?

Does a mining company usually leave

gold ingots lyin around like that?

That does seem a bit peculiar.

Matter of fact, Stacey kept bringing

that up at the trial all the time...

saying that he was

being railroaded.

Thats why theyrre mad at us.

- I'll tell you what you can do, Sheriff.

- What?

When those boys

come back to town...

you just clap the bracelets

right on em.

Me?

I might have forgot to mention...

they were all three

passed out at the time.

Look, I'm no lawman.

They just hung

this thing on me...

when that young Marshal Duncan

was killed.

You know he was whipped to death

right here in this street.

Bullwhipped.

Damnedest thing I ever saw.

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