Sweet Vengeance Page #4

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You have been officially

relieved of your duties.

By what authority?

- The Governor.

- But I done nothing.

- Well, at least you know why I'm here.

- This is my house.

It's the government's house,

you've been residing in it as a guest.

- Now you must leave.

- Go scrub your ass with a cactus brush!

Bastard son of a b*tch!

- Where am I supposed to go?

- That is not my concern.

- I'm gonna find you, motherfu...

- Git! Git!

I'm gettin' outta here.

Yes? You want something?

- I've been relieved.

- I can see that.

- By whom?

- Cornelius Jackson, damn bushwhacker.

I'm...

- I'm looking for work.

- Who are you?

- I don't understand.

- Who are you?

- Sorry?

- Without a badge, what purpose do you serve.

I, ah...

- I cooked for a spell in the army.

- I have wives, I'm in no need of a cook.

He shot my god damned hand.

My god damned hand!

Gentlemen, I am honored

to have you with me tonight,

to welcome the

newest member of our community.

Like so many great lawmen of our day,

his unbending reputation precedes him.

God made laws to govern men.

Without men

to enforce those laws,

the terrors of evil would march unmolested

- across the scorched plains of the earth, and...

- Salt, please.

And mankind would run amok

like so many godless savages.

So! Raise your glasses please.

And let us thank God for

Sheriff Cornelius Jackson.

Enjoy.

- Mighty fine table, Prophet.

- Well, thank you, Hugh, it's mahogany wood

all the way from British Honduras.

On the Caribbean Sea.

South of Mexico.

- Sheriff.

- Give me some wine, please?

Pass it along, please.

- So, did you manage to...

- Butter, please.

- How was your ride out here this evening?

- Why did you leave the Utah Territory?

I am God's humble servant, sir,

where He leads, I will follow.

Did you bring your wives and

daughters down with you?

Only one woman shares my bed, Sheriff.

Safer that way, that's for sure.

China.

- Bone China, imported from England.

- China from England.

You ever f*** a sheep?

Ya know, lot's of sheep

farmers f*** their sheep.

Isn't that how syphilis started?

The penis is a vile weapon, and I've

often thought of it as the devil's cutlass.

- Really now?

- So, what brings you to

our fine town, Sheriff Jackson?

- Geography.

- Geography?

Yes, geography.

Turns out our governor's

favorite cousin Lucille,

went off and married a down and out

carpenter named Levi from Tucumcari.

That poor guy couldn't hit a nail

over the head with a tree trunk.

Well, Lucille and Levi fell on

hard times, so the Governor

tells them that they should come and live

with him and his wife in Santa Fe,

he'll even send train tickets.

Great man, our governor.

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