Lawman Page #6

to satisfy

any precedent.

Moss is right,

you know.

We're all beholding

to Bronson,

and a Bronson man

was murdered.

Now, we can talk till sundown

and accomplish nothing,

or we can act.

Now, I say that we

call off this meeting

and do what we know

is right.

Now, Luther,

let's...

anybody here who calls himself

a man who wants out

better speak right now.

Anybody?

Well, then I think we got

our work cut out for us.

Oh, dear.

You know what that man

meant to me?

I held him

above all other men.

Closer even

than my brothers.

I want him, Ryan.

I want him broken.

I want his face

in the dirt.

And Ill hang

what's left of him

hang him for

the murderer he is.

I don't care how.

I don't care who,

so long as Im there

to see it.

It wasn't murder,

Mr. Bronson.

I call it murder.

I was on the prod...

I call it murder...

and I want something

done about it.

The great cotton Ryan,

you were good

with a gun once.

Oh, you were beautiful.

But fort bliss

was a long time ago,

wasn't it, Ryan?

I don't like men

sweating fear in my house.

You pay me, Mr. Bronson,

and I eat your dirt.

But that don't make

what you say right.

Get out.

When Im finished,

Mr. Bronson.

Leave him.

Harvey was on the prod.

He went after Maddox.

He put the horn in him,

and then he made

his move first.

Don't make the same mistake,

Mr. Bronson.

Don't go to a man

like Maddox with a hammer.

You want him.

I understand that.

I figured that

was your play.

But finish that thing

in bannock first.

Go back there.

You can buy

the whole town...

and the judge

that goes with it.

Ryan...

Im sorry.

We'll get Maddox.

Yes...

we'll get Maddox.

My heart isn't in it.

God's my witness, Jace,

I wanted no more killing.

I could've bought

that town with a whisper.

Ryan's right.

But not now.

Harvey's death

finished any chance

of doing it

without guns.

Damn you, Harvey.

He's in

the saloon.

Who is?

Let's go.

Which one has the words?

You're the

storekeeper.

Luther Harris,

ain't it?

Let me say

them for you.

You want me

out of your town.

What happened

some other time,

some other place

ain't your trouble.

I've seen men like you

in every town in the west.

You want the law, but you

want it to walk quiet.

You don't want it to put

a hole in your pocket.

You take courage from

each other, and you come armed.

Well, there

are enough

of you.

All you need is one man with

enough stomach to die first.

I'm not leaving until

what I came for is done.

So if you plan

to do anything about it,

do it now or go home.

How much?

For the meal.

Jesus, I thought

for sure they...

good evening,

cotton.

Lucas.

Cards?

A dollar a point?

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