The Quick Gun Page #3

You have no right

to expect anything of me, Clint.

What did you think? That this

schoolhouse could be my whole life?

When you left,

you left me nothing to love.

I needed something.

Now it's too late.

No, it isn't too late.

Now, you listen to me.

My father's ranch sits on good land,

we can turn that into one of the

best cow outfits in this country.

Something we'd be proud of,

something we'd be proud

to hand on to our children.

Why didn't you think of that

two years ago?

Now, listen to me

and let this end it.

One week from Sunday,

Scotty and I are being married.

It's kind of funny.

I always kind of thought

the difference between Scotty's job

and mine was a badge.

I guess I was wrong.

If it had to happen...

...I'm glad it's Scotty.

He deserves someone like you.

Bang, bang, bang, bang.

BOYS LAUGH:

Are you trying to ride

the flesh off that horse,

or did you forget he belongs to me?

If I ever forgot,

you'd remind me.

That's right.

I'll also remind you

that you're only living

by the grace of God

and Tom Morrison.

Anything to say to that?

Yes, I'm glad I'm only your nephew,

and not one of your sons.

You talk about my boys

like that again

and I'll run you

right off this ranch.

You'll get nothing from me,

do you hear? Nothing.

You've been taking out on me

since Clint Cooper left.

You can stop now he's back.

Where?

In town, just rode in.

Get our guns.

You going for him now,

in broad daylight?

Two years I've waited, two years.

Get our guns.

I promise you, there will be

a grave for Clint Cooper, too.

There's two of us.

You make him draw first,

do you understand that?

I want him dead, legal.

Like an execution.

Mrs Swanson.

Been a long time, Mike.

Clint, please,

I got to ask you to leave.

It wouldn't be good business for me.

Whisky.

Leave it.

Welcome back, Cooper.

Mr Morrison, please.

You think your gun's fast enough

for the two of us?

I have had to answer that

question many times.

This will be the last time.

Is that what you thought when you

sent your sons gunning for me?

You stood in my way.

You tried to steal our land,

Morrison.

Why are we talking so much?

You gonna draw, Cooper?

Awfully anxious to have me

draw first.

That's so Mike can tell the sheriff

we killed you legal.

Are you ready to take your chances?

I didn't come looking for you.

Now leave me alone.

Cooper, you're yellow.

Now draw.

Sorry.

Can't oblige you.

Not today, anyway.

Are you weaselling

out of it, Cooper?

That's the only kind of trouble

I can afford, Morrison.

That's enough!

If you started this...

No, no, Scotty,

I've got to be honest.

The kid was just having a peaceful

drink when they started all this.

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