Posse from Hell Page #2

on 'em.

It was the truth.

You'd have gotten a lot more help by

encouraging those men to do the right thing...

instead of

scaring 'em off.

A man's fighting spirit

has to be helped, not stamped out.

Any man afraid of words

better not go.

I'll be with you!

Insolent young pup

questioning my courage.

He didn't actually.

If he had any sense,

he'd turn this command over to me.

My military experience

will be invaluable.

Let the past rest,

Jeremiah.

The war's so far behind us, there's no need

now for you to try to prove anything...

to yourself or to anyone.

Get my campaign boots

and my hat.

Clean 'em up, will you?

Very well, Jeremiah.

Ridiculous. I don't want

anything to do with it.

But it's your duty as a...

Excuse me, Mr. Cole.

I don't know if anyone has told you,

but the men who robbed my bank...

left Paradise

with exactly $11,200.

And one girl,

I'm told.

Now I'm even more convinced that

the bank must be represented.

I refuse to trust that posse

with that amount of money.

Seymour, you've got to go.

Now, look, Mr. Larson,

in New York we have a well-trained

police force for this sort of thing.

Well, don't you have any personal feelings

about a thing like this?

Yes, very strong ones.

I want to finish

my work here in your branch...

and get back to the main office

and civilization as quickly as possible...

where this sort of thing

doesn't happen.

You mean where all you have to worry

about is being at tea parties on time.

And cocktail parties.

Then you won't go?

I see no reason to.

You're trying to act

as if joining a posse were beneath you.

The truth is you're showing

yourself up for a plain coward.

I'm sure it'll be easier

going with the posse...

than having to listen

to you complain all day.

You'll find handcuffs

in that other drawer.

I won't need them.

Webb said you went it alone.

I didn't realize how much alone.

Why?

He didn't say why,

he figured it was none of your business.

He said you'd had

more than your share of bad treatment,

you'd lost faith

in people.

He knew if you didn't settle down soon,

you'd run yourself to death.

That happens when a man

starts building a reputation as a gunfighter.

You weren't Webb's only friend.

He had a lot of them.

He wanted to share

some of them with you.

I'll manage.

Trouble is I have nothing to offer but

advice. I'm too old to go with the posse.

Thanks anyway.

Tend to my horse.

You know I'll take

good care of him, Henry.

But I just can't

loan you a horse.

- All right, I'll get one somewhere else.

- No, wait a minute, Johnny.

I can see why Captain Brown

wanted to go and them others.

But them what got killed never

said one civil word to you.

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