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Jonathan: I'm going to
have a last look around.

All right.

I'm going to miss you.

Same here.

But sleepy eye
isn't that far.

Yeah, I know.

Maybe you
could visit
for the summer.

A lot of fun
things to do in
a town like that.

Yeah.

I hate to go,
but it's
better for pa.

I'm not
going to say
good-bye.

I know you're
coming into
sleepy eye

with a delivery
next weekend.

I'll see
you then.

All right.

Albert, take care
of yourself, son.

I will,
Mr. Garvey.

See you,
Albert.

Charles: I'll get
the place all cleaned
up for the new owners.

Thank you,
Charles.

Well, there you are.

The complete
inventory.

Incoming shipments,
outgoing orders.

I think you'll find
everything in order.

Well, it sure
seems to be.

The bank thought so.

They didn't give me
a minute's trouble
with that loan.

Well, they recognize
a growing enterprise
when they see it.

Why, you'll soon
have enough business
from Mankato alone

to be as much
as you can handle.

You're going to miss
handling all this?

No, no,
Mr. Garvey.

You see, I've got
a well-developed
talent for laziness

when it's
called for.

- Hi, son.
- Hello.

- Sam.
- Oh, Pete.

Hey, Pete. Meet
Jonathan Garvey,
the new owner.

Sam: This is Pete
Rawlins, our one-man
peacekeeper.

The sheriff, huh?

No, no, I'm a private
security officer.

Well, you see,
our sheriff,

well, he's
a well-meaning
old codger,

but he's
kind of useless,

and the deputy's job
don't pay enough for
anybody to take it.

So I expect you'll be
needing my services,
Mr. Garvey.

And what services
are those?

Well, you know,
sleepy eye is
not much different

from any town
growing fast.

New folks coming
in every day,

some of them
bad apples.

I'm sorry to hear that.

Well, anyway,
being a retired
lawman,

I inquired around
and found out folks

are willing to pay
for my services.

Yeah, it's worth
every penny
of it, too,

if I do hate
to say so.

You see, I patrol
all night,
7 days a week.

Can I sign you up?

No, I don't think so.

I'm pretty handy
at protecting
my own property.

Uh-huh.

Well, suit yourself.

Well, I'd best
be running along.

I'd kind of like
to have you

join me for supper,
Mr. Garvey.

Well, thank you,
Mr. Pendergast,

but the folks that
run the blind school
are old friends,

and they've
invited the boy
and I for supper.

Well, then I'll
just wish you
the best of luck.

- Thank you.
- I'll walk out with you, Sam.

Oh, Mr. Garvey,
if you change your
mind, just holler.

I'll do that.

Come on, Andy.

Let's get
that wagon
unloaded.

Yeah, I've got
tons of stuff.

[Men shouting]
[Saloon music]

Hey, you
looking for
trouble, mister?

Jonathan: Past your
bedtime, isn't it?

Mary, you're
going to spoil me.

That's just
a great dinner.

Oh, thank you.
There's plenty more
in the kitchen.

I think I've
made a pig of
myself already.

Look, if you
don't eat it,

I'm just going to end
up being stuck with
it for tomorrow night,

and the night
after, and...

- Adam, stop it!
- [Laughing]

You're being
awful quiet,
Andy.

Jonathan:
I think he's
just tired.

That right,
son?

Yeah.

Adam: You think
you're going to
like living here?

I guess.

That doesn't
sound too
convincing.

[Boys shouting]

It's just going to
take a little getting
used to, is all.

Does this kind of thing
go on here all the time?

Adam: Enough of the time.

Mary: Sometimes all night.

They just laugh if
you say anything.

They don't even
pay attention
to the sheriff.

I hear the crime rate
in town is pretty high, too.

Adam:
Well, it's gone
down some since

Mr. Rawlins
started making
his rounds,

but it's
still bad.

Somebody even
broke in here.

Robbed the blind school?

You think that bunch
out there did it?

That's the word,

but nobody's
been able
to prove it.

But I don't
think they'll be
trying it again.

Hester-sue
almost caught
whoever it was,

threw a hammer
at them

after they went
out the window.

[Laughs]
That's Hester-sue.

It's getting late,
son. We'd better
be heading home.

Oh, Mary, your pa is
coming in next week.

And I'd like to return
the favor and take you
all out to supper.

Sounds good.

Thanks
for having
us over.

Good night
to you.

Mr. Garvey.

I can't tell you
what it means to
us having you here.

We feel
the same way.

It's good to be
with friends.
Thank you.

- Good night, Adam.
- Good night.

Come on, son.

I'm just about
through, son.

I'll have
that lamp out
in a minute.

Don't matter.

Hey, come on.
It's your first
night in town.

It's going to
get better.

It's not
the town, it's...

It's what?

I don't know, pa.

Seeing Mary and
Adam tonight, I...

It's all right.

There ain't nothing
we can't talk about.
Go ahead.

I felt angry.

Angry at them.

I know it's wrong, but...

All I could think
of was their baby.

And if it hadn't been
for them, ma would
still be alive.

She would have gone
with the others, and
she'd still be alive.

[Crying]
I know it's
not right.

I can't
even help it.

It's all right.

It's all right.

Sometimes when
we're hurting...

We think some
crazy thoughts.

I can remember
when your ma died.

I was blaming god.

Now here you
are, angry at
Adam and Mary.

When you
lose somebody,

like your ma...

It leaves some
awful scars, Andy.

Because we loved
her so much,

and she was
so special.

We're going to
hurt for a while.

But in time...

In time we won't
blame anybody.

We won't
blame anybody.

I'm going to go...

I'm going
to go and put
out that lamp.

Pa?

Yes, son.

Do you think you
could stay up with me
till I fall asleep,

like you did
when I was little
and ma was away?

Sure.

Sure, son.

[Dishes crashing]

What was that?

[Boys shouting]

Jonathan:
Stay there, son.

- Sheriff?
- Hmm?

You the
sheriff here?

Yep.

And pike
is the name.

Now, who
are you?

My name is Garvey,
and my warehouse was
just broken into.

Oh, I'm sorry
to hear it.

Any idea who it was?

Yeah, I know
who it was.

That same bunch
of hooligans

that was raising
all the ruckus
on the street today.

Did you see them?

No, not exactly,
but I heard them.

Well, now, I'm
sorry, Mr. Garvey,

but unless you
actually saw them,

I'm afraid
I can't do a thing.

Look, I'm telling you,
I know who done it!

Like I said, I'm sorry,

but you'd just
better buy yourself
a stronger lock.

Are you telling me you ain't
going to do nothing about this?

Without positive
identification,

yep, I'm afraid
that's it.

Well then, sheriff,

I'll be thanking
you for nothing.

Morning.

Morning,
Mr. Rawlins.

I'd like you
to meet our
town banker.

This here's
Elija Pattman.

Nice to meet you.

I just want to
say how sorry I am

that you were
robbed, Mr. Garvey.

Your first day in town,
too. It's shameful.

I plan to make it
a little tougher on them
if they try it again.

Yes. Well, that
looks plenty strong.

Elija here is about the
only one in town that
hasn't been gotten to.

That's right, and I plan
to keep it that way.

That's why
I carry this
at all times.

Elija: Protecting this
town is something
I take seriously.

I don't mean to argue
with the thought of
that, Mr. Pattman,

but somehow carrying
a gun like that is just
asking for trouble.

Mr. Rawlins here
carries a gun.

Well, that's different.
It's his job.

People expect it
of him.

I don't think
I'm likely to shoot
anyone unnecessarily.

Maybe not, but
if you left that
thing at home

you wouldn't have
to worry about
it, would you?

[Laughs]

Well, I guess
I don't mind

a difference
of opinion.

I'd best
get back
to the bank.

Just wanted
to say hello.

Nice meeting you.

A pleasure.

Nervous little
fellow, ain't he?

Yeah. And for
what it's worth,
I agree with you.

Elija is
not the type
to be armed.

Say, can we be
on a first-name
basis?

That's fine with me.

Well, Jonathan,
I just want to say

that I take
no satisfaction
in this robbery,

in view of how
you were warned

about what can
happen around here.

I just don't want to
see it happen again.

Believe me, it won't.

[Laughs]
I sure hope not.

You still don't
want my services, huh?

Look, Pete, I don't
mean no disrespect,

but there's some
things that I'm just
mule-stubborn about.

And when I'm paying
good hard cash dollars

for a sheriff's
protection,

it just sticks
in my craw if I have
to pay double for it.

All right,
I won't insist,

but I just want you to know
that, client or no client,

I'm not going to be
turning my back on you

if I see somebody trying
to break in here again.

Well, thank you
for that.

All right.
I'll see you later.

Yeah.

Time to make
your delivery.

[Boys whooping]

It's just
the same as before.

Without
any witnesses,
I can't do a thing.

I don't
understand you.

What don't you
understand,
Mr. Garvey?

You're wearing
that badge, but
you're no sheriff.

Boy: Come on out!

Don't you hear them
yelling out there
and laughing?

They're laughing at us,

and they're
laughing at the law.

How can you just sit there
and not do anything?

Well, what would
you do in my place?

All right,
I'll tell you.

We both know who broke
into my warehouse.

Yeah.

Jonathan: And we know
that the goods didn't
disappear into thin air.

That's right.

I'd go out there and
search their houses,
that's what I'd do.

Boys: Whoo-hoo!
Come on out, sheriff!

That makes sense.

[Boys laughing
and chattering]

Well, why in god's name
don't you do it, then?

Well, it's
not because
I'm a coward,

if that's
any help to you.

I'm not a fool, either.

A joke, maybe, but
that's not my doing.

You see, I don't like
to take any chances

without somebody
backing me up.

Now, $30 a month is
what the town council
allows for a deputy,

and I can't find
a qualified man
to fill that job.

So it's just me.

And those hooligans
out there know it.

The minute
I take any action

against them
without solid proof...

Why, you can
bet your boots

that tonight
or tomorrow
or the next day

I'd find myself
waylaid in some alley

and beaten senseless
or else killed.

And I don't put
that possibility to
pasture, either. No, sir.

So, if I could just
find myself a deputy,

well, things just
might start changing
in this town.

[Boys shouting]

Boy: Come on out, sheriff.

[Boys shouting]

That punk
out in front.
What's his name?

Tim Mahoney.

He's the leader
of that fine bunch.

He lives with
his father.

They've got a big
spread outside of town.

Lots of money.

[Chuckles]

Okay, all right.

I'm not going to
have a lot of time.

I'm starting up
a new business,

and I'm going to
have some problems,

and I'm definitely
not doing this for
the $30 a month.

Now, hold it.
Just what are
you saying?

What I'm telling
you, sheriff pike,

is that you've got
yourself a deputy.

What's my boy
charged with?

Well, nothing
yet, Mr. Mahoney.

But there's
reason to believe

that he's been
involved in the
break-ins in town.

Tim?

Why did he want
to Rob anybody?

I provide to
all his needs.

Mr. Mahoney,
I want to look
in Tim's room.

I'm in that
room every day,
Mr. Garvey.

You're not going
to find anything.

Then you don't
mind my looking
there, do you?

Of course not.
Come on.

Well, Mr. Garvey?

Nothing.

I already knew
that, Mr. Garvey.
Now you do, too.

Tim's known as
a hell-raiser,
that's sure,

but he's
not a thief.

Mr. Mahoney,
is there any
other place

that Tim spends
a lot of time?

A workshop,
something
like that?

A workshop, Tim?
Oh, not likely.

What's up there?

An attic,
Mr. Garvey.

Been storing a lot
of stuff that'd be
best thrown out.

You mind
if I look?

Suit yourself.

How do you
get up there?

Let's use
that table.

Mr. Mahoney, I
think you'd better
come up here.

Yeah. Yeah, it appears
that everything is here
that was stolen from me,

except the
silver service.

Abel: That's a
mighty expensive
item to lose, but...

I'm at least
grateful to get
this much back.

Sheriff, what'll
happen to the boy?

Well, I'm
going to have
to lock him up

till
the district
marshal

can take him
to Mankato
for a trial.

Pa...

Shut your mouth.

- But you've got to help me.
- Why?

You tell me why.

A common thief
is all you are.

Sheriff, I've
never done anything
like this before.

You saying you
didn't break into
my warehouse?

It wasn't me,
Mr. Garvey.
Honest it wasn't.

Mr. Thorn,
I wasn't going
to take so much

from your store.

I don't know
why I did.

Well, then
don't ask me why.

It'd be different
if you came from a
poverty-stricken family.

But the son of
Arthur mahoney?

Why in the
world would you
need to steal?

I needed
to buy something
real special

for my grandparents'
anniversary.

They were coming
into town next week.

Pa, you've got
to help me.

You can't let them
send me to jail.

That's enough.

- Pa, you've got to...
- I said that's enough.

Abel, uh...

I don't imagine
you look forward
to spending

all that time in
Mankato testifying.

Well, no, but...

Of course,
he could be
telling the truth

about never doing this
before and promising
to not do it again.

Wait a minute.

Are you asking
me to withdraw
the charges?

That's what
I'm asking you.

Mr. Mahoney:
You got your
merchandise back...

Well, most of it.

And I'll pay the
difference from what
you lost, and...

Plus a fair
amount for the
inconvenience.

I make
a solemn promise
to everybody here

that I'll...

I'll disown my son

if he ever does
anything else to
disgrace the family name.

It's up to
you, Abel.

Well...

You think
it'd be legal and
proper, sheriff?

Well, it'd
be stretching
things a mite.

Actually,
my deputy here

would be
within his rights

to press charges
without the presence
of Mr. Thorn.

Mr. Garvey?

I think he should
go to trial.

I'm telling the truth.

I just did it this once.
I'll never do it again.

Mr. Garvey,

I know it's not
much of an excuse,

but he's just a boy.

Are you telling
me the truth, son?

I swear on my
mother's grave.

I won't press
the charges.

Let's go.

You swore on your
mother's grave,

and that story about
your grandparents'
anniversary...

I had to give them
some reason, pa.

Well, now, son,
you give me one.

Why should you
need to steal?

So I'd have my own
money, that's why.

And you call stealing
having your own money?

I don't know.

Mr. Mahoney: Don't
I provide for you?

I mean real money,
like you have.

Oh, I see.
I see.

And what's your
impression about how
I got all my money?

The clouds opened
up, and a giant hand
came down? No!

Nobody gave it to me,
and I didn't steal it.

I worked for every
single penny--

don't you turn
away from me!
I'm talking to you.

Now, Tim, one day
you may learn

that working is
the only thing
in this life,

and if you
never learn it,
god help you.

[Door opens and slams shut]

God help you.

Well, I end up
with a pretty
good load for you.

Yeah, I wasn't
expecting anything.

Well, you
saved me a trip.

I'm glad you were
free to take it on.

You never heard of
me turning down work,
did you, sheriff?

Deputy. And I don't even
want you to call me that.

[Laughs]

Afternoon.

Pete, I'd like you
to meet a friend
of mine.

This is Charles
Ingalls from
walnut grove.

Pete rawlins.

- Oh, glad to know you.
- A pleasure.

Say, that was
a fine piece of
work you did today.

Now that
you're deputy,

maybe
my job will
get easier, huh?

Thanks.
I hope so.

Well, I've got
business.

Nice
to meet you.

Nice meeting you.
Take care.

See you, Pete.

Seems
like a nice
enough fellow.

Yeah, Pete's
a good man.

Oh, I made a list
of all the items

that've been
stolen in town.

I figure they've
got to turn up
somewhere.

Maybe if you could
keep your eyes
open for me.

Sure.

That's quite a list.

I'm surprised
somebody doesn't
get suspicious.

Well, the sheriff
figures that maybe there's
a middleman involved.

Somebody to take
the goods out of town

and put them back on
the legitimate market.

Well, I'll check
around for you.

Say hello to
the family for me.

Well, I'll do
that...Sheriff.

[Laughs]

Deputy!

Charles:
[Laughs]

I've been waiting
for this shipment

for about
a month now.

Yeah,
what is it?

Telephone pads.

Nels:
I saw one in Mankato.

They have "while
you were out"
printed on them.

And then you fill in
what time they called,

who it was,
and what they wanted.

I don't know. It makes
people feel important,
I guess. I don't know.

Oh, Charles!
How nice to see you.

Mrs. Oleson.

I don't
suppose that

Nels has shown
you my little
triumph?

No, not yet, Harriet.
He just got here.

She's practically hauling
people in off the street
to show them.

Oh, really?
What is it?

Well, mostly,

it's a lesson
in how to do
business,

something
that Nels could
learn very well.

Harriet!

But come inside.
You must see it.

The secret is all in
knowing how to drive
a hard bargain.

[Giggles]
There.

Isn't it
beautiful?

Well, it
certainly is.

Well, I will say
at least she only paid
half of what it's worth.

Oh, I'd put
it at lower
than that.

It's still
a lot of money.

Oh, Nels.

You have
absolutely no
sense of value.

Well, when are
we ever going
to use it?

What good is it?

Well, if nothing
else, we'll look
at it and admire it.

Yeah, if it's
polished every
week, fine.

I already know
who's got that job.

[Laughs]

Mrs. Oleson,
I hate to tell
you this...

What?

I think this
could be stolen
merchandise.

Stolen?

Now, I said
could be.

But I bought
this at the general
store in Lamberton.

What,
Mr. Jenkins'
place?

- Yes!
- He wouldn't deal
in stolen goods!

No!

Well, either
this silver service
or one exactly like it

is on the list
of stolen property
that Jonathan gave me.

Take a look.

Charles: They've had a
rash of robberies there
in the last two weeks.

Now, I could
take this service
over to Lamberton

and check it out
with Mr. Jenkins,
if you'd like.

But, Charles,
what if this is
stolen property?

Do I get
my money back?

Of course not!
It goes back to
its rightful owner

and you get nothing.

Isn't that right,
Charles?

I'm afraid it is.

Oh! Oh, dear!

Big bargain!

Oh! Oh, my god!

A fellow named
spokes sold it to me.

Deals in unclaimed
freight and such.

You do a lot
of business
with him?

Well, the last
few months, I have.

It's hard to
believe Mr. Spokes
would be crooked.

What's this fellow
spokes look like?

Well, he's a big,
friendly sort.

Neat dresser.

He's got
a strange-looking
scar on his right cheek.

Do me a favor,
let me see what else
he sold you, all right?

Sure.

You know, I always
thought his prices
were more than fair.

Guess now
I know why, huh?

Hey, I hear you
were looking for me.
[Laughs]

Pike: That's right.

Oh, hello there,
Charles.

What's this?

That's the missing
silver service

that was stolen
from Abel
Thorn's place.

I asked Charles
to keep an eye
out for me.

He found
that over at
Lamberton.

Well...
Well, I'll be.

You know,
Jonathan, you keep
going like this,

you're going
to put me out
of business.

Mr. Jenkins.

Afternoon,
Mr. Spokes.

You are out
of business.

He starts talking,
we could be in for
some big trouble.

It's all
because of him.

Well, sheriff,
part of the job's
done, anyway.

Yep.

You did a good
job, too, deputy.

Mary: The town's
just buzzing over
what you did.

I didn't
do that much.

Adam: That's not
how we heard it.

You know, there's
even talk of firing
sheriff pike

and putting you
in his place.

That's plain
foolishness.

Why, pa?

Well, mostly because
sheriff pike
is a good man.

This town
just never got
behind him.

And the other
thing is I'm
too darn busy

to do
anything but be
a part-time deputy.

Help yourself
to more pie.

Thank you, Mary.
I think I will.

Not me. I'm about
ready to bust.

How's school
coming, Andy?

Fine.

Speaking
about school,

did you finish
your homework?

Most of it.

Now, most
of it is not
good enough.

If you're through
eating, maybe you
ought to head back,

get it finished
before it gets
too late.

Yes, sir.

Thanks for
the meal, Mary.

Oh, you're
welcome, Andy.

Adam:
See you later, Andy.

- Andy.
- Yeah.

You forgot
the key.

Thanks, pa.

[Saloon music]

[Whistling]

- Garvey?
- Where is he?

- Who?
- Your son.

Well, he's not home.
What's wrong?

Him and his bunch
waylaid my son and beat
the daylights out of him.

Are you sure
it was Tim?

I'm sure.

They all wore
bandanas over
their faces,

but Tim's slipped down,
and Andy recognized him.

Let's find him.

[Saloon music]

They're in
the saloon.

I'll handle this.

[Chatter and laughter]

All right, Tim,
all right!

[Music ends]
Tim: Hello, pop.

It's being said that
you and this scum

beat the Garvey boy.

Who's saying it?
Him?

I need to know
if it's true.

Of course not.

Don't you
lie to me!

Aren't you ever
going to believe me?

Just tell the truth
for once in your life!

I am, pa.
I swear it.

You beat him,
didn't you?

I did not.

Didn't you?
Didn't you?

Didn't you?
Didn't you?

All right.

Tim: It's true,
but he deserved it!

Him and his pa
coming in here,

bringing us
all this trouble.

Why, you...

No, it's
not the way,
Mr. Mahoney.

It's not the way.

A young boy...

Near half your size.

A lonely,
little child

trying to live with
the loss of his ma.

And you beat him.

Mr. Mahoney: What
a shameful piece
of nothing you are.

A liar, a thief,
and a coward!

I won't live
with the disgrace

of you being
my son any longer.

Now, you get to the
house and pick up your
things and get out.

And I don't want
to see your face
ever again

in my lifetime.

- Pa, I...
- Get out!

Get out!

How are you
feeling, son?

Better.

It's going to be
a while before
you look it.

I guess.

I just want to
get even with them.

Ah, don't you
worry about that.

Pete rawlins
has testified
against them.

And there'll be some
federal marshals
here soon enough

to take
care of them.

- Good.
- Mr. Garvey.

I don't mean
to interrupt,

but I want
to give you
the news.

The town council
met this morning,

and you've
been elected
our new sheriff.

Elija:
Congratulations.

Mr. Pike
has already been
given his notice.

Elija:
I've got to get
back to the bank.

Congratulations again.

Mr. Pattman!
[Door shuts]

Son, will you
be all right here

for a little
while alone?

Sure, pa.

Okay. Now, I've
got something
I've got to do.

We're going to
Rob the bank.

What?

You heard me.
The bank.

It'll be easy.

This time
I'm going to get

as much of
my pa's money
as I want.

Tim, robbing a place
at night is easy

when it's a store
or a warehouse.

But how are we supposed
to get into the bank
and open up a safe?

We don't.

We Rob it in
broad daylight,

just like
Jesse James.

Are you crazy?

Old Mr. Pattman always
has that gun with him.

Oh, yeah?

So do I.

Oh, no.

You don't think
that scared
little rabbit

is going to
use his gun?

You think
you will?

That depends.

Now, do we do it?

I don't know
about the rest
of these guys,

but I'm not having
anything to do
with any shooting.

Me neither.

Well?

Not me.

Not us.

All right.

If you're all
that yellow,

I'll do it myself.

I thought you
was my friend.

I am, and that's
why I'm here.

I wanted you to know I
didn't have anything to
do with your being fired.

Well, what's
the difference?

You can have
the job as of now

because
I'm clearing out.

Well, that's
the other thing I
wanted to tell you.

I'm not taking
the job.

Oh, really?

They'll have to
find themselves
a new sheriff.

Hey, that crazy
mahoney kid is
holding up the bank!

Put that gun down.

No, you.

I'll shoot.

No, you won't,
but I will.

I swear I'll
pull the trigger

if you don't
put that gun down.

Then we'll both die.

[Gunshot]

I didn't mean to fire.

It just went off.

It just went off!

"Yea, though I walk
through the valley

"of the shadow
of death,

"I will fear no evil,

"for thou art with me.

"Thy rod, thy staff,
and they comfort me.

"Thou preparest
a table before me

"in the presence
of mine enemies.

"Thou anointest
my head with oil.

"My cup runneth over.

"Surely goodness and
mercy shall follow me

"all the days
of my life.

And I will dwell
in the house of
the lord, forever."

Amen.

Tim was denied
nothing.

He had everything.

How could it be?
[Sobbing]

Pike.

What are you
going to do?

Oh, drift
someplace,
I guess.

Something
will turn up.
Always does.

Mr. Garvey,

you warned me.

I swear I'll never
carry a weapon again.

That frightened
boy wouldn't have
shot anybody.

I know that.

If I hadn't
had a gun...

From now on,
I'm going to leave
things to the law.

That's nice,
Mr. Pattman.

But just
a little bit late.

As of now, there
ain't no law
in sleepy eye.

You fired
the sheriff here,

and I ain't working
without him.

Well, if that's the case,
I'm sure the council would
reverse that decision.

I think you're
getting a little
ahead of yourself.

You'd better ask him
first if he wants
the job back.

Would you stay
on, sheriff?

With you
and Mr. Garvey

getting those hooligans
hauled off to jail,

it'll be
a lot easier now.

I'll let you know.

Well...
We'll be waiting.

You mean you
don't want the
job anymore?

Sure I do.

But I don't
want you taking
a job permanent

just to save
an old man's hide.

Is that what
you think?

Of course it is.

You told me
yourself.

Well, I've
changed my mind.

On account
of me?

No. On account of
ever since I put
on that badge,

my young son
thinks I'm a hero.

Oh!
[Laughter]