The Tin Star Page #3
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- 1957
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lay a gun on me.
No, sir.
Hadn't ought to done it, Ben.
Why, there ain't a man in town
lay a finger on me if I was to...
Excuse me for butting in, sheriff,
but you forgot to sign my claim.
- Lock him up.
- Give me that hat!
Get going.
- I ain't had a chance to thank you.
- Sign my claim.
If it hadn't been for you...
I'm just looking out
for my reward money, is all.
Yeah.
If I had seen him pulling that gun
from back of his hat,
I'd have triggered him, I think.
- Ben, you almost got killed.
- Would have been a big mistake.
- What did I do wrong?
- Everything.
You listened to what he was saying
instead of seeing what he was doing.
- You pulled your gun too early.
- No, he'd have pulled his first.
You walk right up to a man,
chances are he won't gunfight.
Because at 3 feet, he knows
he'll get hurt, maybe killed,
even if he draws first.
Pulling your gun, you just goaded him
into trying to get you.
You better take off that tin star
and stay alive.
- Do you hear that, Ben?
- Look, Millie, I ain't gonna quit.
Woman's strongest argument:
Bang the door.
She's right, though. She knows
what's wrong with that badge.
Man pins it on,
he can't take it off.
They'll give you a nice funeral.
See my claim gets off, will you?
I wouldn't expect no bounty hunter
to appreciate this badge.
I wore one a lot longer
than you ever will.
- Afternoon, ma'am.
- Afternoon.
- I'd like to see Mr. Hickman.
- Come in, Owens.
I... I'd like to talk to you outside.
What's on your mind?
Well, I'd like to talk to you alone.
Nothing you can say to me
she can't hear. What is it?
I... I got a room for you.
Got a room.
Well, I mean, I... I got you
a room at the hotel.
I went to Buck Henderson,
and he's giving you
the best place he's got.
I like it here.
- Anything else on your mind?
- No.
Well, yes. Is it true what you told me,
that you used to be a sheriff like me?
Not like you.
Well... Well, how come you quit?
That's my business.
Look, will you come outside?
It's got nothing to do with her.
What's wrong with Morg?
Nothing.
Well?
Well, I'm in trouble.
- Bogardus out of jail?
- Cleared in court. Had witnesses.
You give him his guns back?
Best Judge Thatcher could do was
fine him $50 for resisting arrest.
How long you had that badge?
Since Sheriff Parker got killed.
Nobody else wanted it, huh?
Yeah. Bogardus.
- He wanted it for a shooting license.
- That's how come he didn't get it.
Town don't want prisoners
brought in dead.
Yeah, I know, they only want
sheriffs brought in dead.
- How come they picked you?
- Well, I'm only temporary.
You're more temporary than you think.
Yeah.
- Well, I guess I got a lot to learn.
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