Justice Page #4

Well, there you have it.

That's all you'll get today.

Get out of here.

Thank you.

How can I repay you?

If you can take

a look at my horse,

we've been on

the trail a long time.

Might need

some tending to.

You saved my son, Abraham.

Anything you need,

it's on me.

A man should be paid

for his work.

Thank you.

And you know your taxes

have to be paid

or there will be

consequences.

How am I supposed

to feed my family?

(CRASHING) BU FORD: That

seems to be a problem

you need to figure out.

MRS. TRUMBLE:
Please.

(C*CKS GUNS)

That's enough, boys.

Let's not do this again.

Just put it down,

gently,

and back away.

This ain't over.

You can't just be coming

into someone else's town

acting like

you own the place.

Well, that's ironic,

isn't it?

So why don't you and your

partner clear on out of here?

You're a blessing

from heaven.

Don't be so sure

about that.

Hey, cowboy.

Want to have a good time?

No, thank you, ma'am.

(PIANO PLAYING)

Whiskey.

Give me two more.

Thank you.

Mind if I join you?

Thanks.

(SIGHS)

I wanted

to introduce myself.

No need, Marshal.

(CHUCKLES) Yeah, I guess

I'm not surprised.

Listen, Captain,

I may need your help.

I don't see

how that's possible.

It's our mission to

keep this country safe,

yours is to keep the peace.

Well, you and I both know it's

not always that cut-and-dry.

Where were you stationed?

Gettysburg. 20th Maine.

War could have been lost

if you boys hadn't held back

the Confederates

like you did.

North and South. You know, you

can say it was that simple.

But it was just a bunch of

kids killing each other.

Americans.

You boys

at Gettysburg, too?

Second Bull Run.

Antietam. Fredericksburg.

Here's to them all.

Amen.

So, what's this about? It got something

to do with your brother, I assume.

Well, I ain't got

nothing solid yet.

But he was fixing to bring some

things to light in this town.

We have our eyes on the

Mayor for our own reasons.

However, those reasons do not

include family disputes.

But, seeing as how we're dealing

with enemies of the state,

Quantrill's Raiders and all,

I might be able to do

a little something for you.

Do not come to me

without hard evidence.

I cannot jeopardize

our mission just to help

you with your revenge,

you understand?

Yes, sir. I do.

Excuse me, Mayor.

That Reverend's

brother is a problem.

Which means what?

He kept us from collecting

rent from the blacksmith,

and from

Trumble's store today.

Lord, why have you

seen fit to surround me

with a pack of

imbeciles and morons?

Well, you told us not to use

our guns and draw on folks,

so what are we

supposed to do?

Well, now I'm telling you,

get off my porch.

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