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They're coming!

They're back! The posse's back.
They're comin' now!

Hey, I don't see
Droon with them.

Been here for hours?

I don't know.

That Sheriff looks half dead.

Sure does.

Someone get Dr. Pryor, quick!

Give me a hand.

Todd.

I've been so worried.

I am glad you're here.

Obviously I'm here.

Thank heavens you're all right!

Frank, you look a sight.
- Now, now dear.

We've got to see about the Sheriff.

Take him up to his room
and easy with him.

I'll get my bag.

Has he got a chance?
- I'll do what I can,

but I'm afraid
there isn't much hope.

You heard what the doctor
said; easy with him.

I'm glad to see
you're back, Jed.

You're all right?
You're not hurt?

I'm all right, Deborah.

You seem changed.

We've all changed.

We were in that desert a long time.

It can change anybody.

See you later.

What'd the doctor say?

Not much chance.

Hello, Jed.
- Judge.

Gentlemen.

What happened out there?

Well sir, we did
what we set out to do.

Mr. Emerson, you tell it.

It was no picnic Judge.

When it was over,
four men were dead.

One of them was Samson Droon.

Looks like the Sheriff
won't make it either.

Case of enforcing the law.
We all did our best.

About the money, it'll have to
be held in custody of the court,

now that Droon's dead.

We couldn't find it.

You couldn't find it?

A hundred
and five thousand dollars?

He must have hidden it somewhere
before we caught up with him.

We couldn't find it.

Droon lived long enough
for us to witness his oral will.

He left everything to Jed Clayton.

Thank you gentlemen.
I'll arrange for an inquiry.

You're a good posse
for a good sheriff.

Well, I won't bother you any longer.

There's still a sheriff.

What if by some miracle he recovers?

Let him. It'll be
the delirium of a dying man.

Besides, it's five against one.

Let's get cleaned up.

That's right go on and drink
some toasts to yourselves.

Five big heroes.

You talkin' to yourself friend?

Huh? Oh yeah, yeah,
I guess I was.

Stranger in town?
- Just got in this morning.

Oh, glad to know you. Stoakley's my name.
Whiskey.

Davis is my name.

What's this all about anyway?

It's all about something that
should never have happened.

Care for a drink?

Delighted.
- Good. As I've said before,

it's all about something that
should never have happened.

The day I got into town,
they were having an annual celebration

'Founder's Day' they call it.
All the usual things,

speeches and bunting
hung all over the place...

The inevitable speech-making
by those Stalwarts,

the town's first citizens.

And, Robert Emerson,

founder and owner of
an enterprising newspaper

the weekly Roswell Gazette.

Twenty-five years ago,

Roswell had its beginning

in two adobe buildings.

Today, we're prosperous
and progressive.

We take pride in our school,

in our church,

but most of all,

we are proud of our
respectability.

Much of our success is due to
the men on this platform.

Judge Parker!

Arthur Hagan,
who gave Roswell its bank.

Claude Mitchell, who opened
the first law office.

And Frank White,

who's splendid new store
you know as Morley's Emporium.

Ten years I've been selling
booze in this town,

but ten years I've had to
listen to the same speeches.

I think of this town,

less than ten years ago,

when violence and lawlessness
stalked our streets.

When the six gun settled more
disputes than our courthouse.

And I think of one man,

a man who put an end to
our lawless days.

Eight years ago,

he wiped out the Jenkins gang
on this very street.

And since then we've
known peace.

I speak of Sheriff John Frazier.

Unfortunately, he is ill
and cannot be with us today.

I'm happy to say
it's nothing serious,

just a case of an upset stomach.

You mean a case
of whiskey, don't you?

Hello, John.

Well, my old friend Stoakley.
Good to see you.

How have you been?

Fine. I thought you went away?

I did last year.
Now I'm back again.

Oh, sit down. Sit down.

Thanks.

You know John,
you ought to be out there.

Out there? What for?

To take a bow.

You've done more to put
this town on the map

than all those so-called...

pillars of respectability
out there put together.

It doesn't matter.
- It does to me.

You're the man
they should respect

around here
more than anybody else.

Respect...

the only men I ever
respected were those I fought.

And they respected me.

But they're all gone now, that
was a long time ago.

Everything's peaceful now,
civilized.

Civilized?

That's a very
unpleasant word, John.

Every time I hear it,
I lose a customer.

You'll always have a good
account in me, Stoakley.

When I think of the men
you've had to kill

to make these roads safe
for a peddler like me,

I get so mad
I could drink my own liquor.

That's a good idea.
Let's have a drink.

I'm sorry, I thought I had
some left in there.

That's all right. Let's go
over to the hotel.

We'll buy back some of
that liquor I sell them.

You are a friend, aren't you?
C'mon, let's go.

Thank you.

Here, John.

Thanks.

I'm sorry, Stoakley.

Nothing to be sorry about.

Remember what I said, Art.

We'll do it my way.

You're wasting your time, Pa.

You'll do as I say.

We've made history here today
Mr. Droon.

The biggest cattle deal ever
transacted in Roswell.

Great to sell some
fine stock, Mr. Farley.

And you've got yourself $105,000.

Will Romer!

It's good to see you.
I haven't seen you in a long time.

That's a fine looking
boy you've got.

He must be about 18 now.

Twenty-two.

Twenty-two.
Time flies.

Does it?

How's your cattle, Will?

It's been a fine season
they tell me.

Ain't you behind
the times, Sheriff?

You forget we were caught
without water last year

and were forced to sell our
stock to Samson Droon.

At $5 a head, I don't call
that selling.

Howdy, Mr. Droon.

What do you want, Roman?

We heard you just made a deal

to sell some cattle to
Mr. Farley, here.

What about it?

You're getting some fine
cattle, Mr. Farley.

We took good care of them when
they were our stock.

Come to the point
Will, I haven't got all day.

Well, my brother and I...

Well, we figured you'd be
willing to make us a loan

to re-stock our spread.

How'd you figure that?

Because you bought our
stock for $5 a head

and sold them for $35.
- Art!

I told you
you'd be wasting words!

Didn't I tell you to
mind your tongue?

I'm sorry about that,
Mr. Droon.

If it's a loan you want,
try the bank.

We did, but Mr. Hagan
won't give us a dime.

He says you're running all the
cattle the range will support.

You Romers were dead broke
when Mr. Droon made you a deal.

He did you a favor.

I call it stealing!

This is no way to
settle an argument.

Don't you think you're
a little late, Sheriff?

You boys better go.

C'mon, Art.

I shouldn't have hit you, Art.

You'll find them all over,
hotheads looking for trouble.

I guess we can
accommodate them.

C'mon Jed,
let's get that money

out of the hotel safe
and into the bank.

It's a mighty lot of money
to be carrying around.

Don't you think you better
take the Sheriff with you

'til you can get it to the bank?
- We haven't had a Sheriff

around here in years.

Goodbye Mr. Droon.
Jed, I'll see you next year.

It's plain to see the years
haven't made you any fonder

of Samson Droon.
- No.

Nor him of you.
- No.

John, what happened
between you two?

Nothing. It was nothing.
- Nothing?

Quite some nothing to have
lasted all these years.

Well, there are just some
things a man can't forget.

What is it you're trying
to forget, John?

Maybe it's something I should
have done a long time ago,

and didn't. C'mon.
C'mon, have another drink.

They say this stuff loosens
a man's tongue,

but it seems
to tighten yours.

John, we've known each other
quite a long time, haven't we?

And in all those years,

something's been
eating at you.

Now, what is it?
If it's the past,

if it's the men you had to
kill, you can forget it.

It was your job.
Somebody had to do it.

Yah, you're right.
I've forgotten it.

Then you'd better forget
Droon, too.

'Course it's easy to see why
anybody might feel about him

the way he treated
the Romers.

He broke them.

He wouldn't stop
until he broke them.

All on account of
that kid he's raising, Jed.

Jed? What's Jed got to do
with the Romers?

Nothing.
C'mon, we'll drink up.

Sure, it's a holiday anyway.

Here's to kindness.

Pane! I'll take
that money now.

Certainly, Mr. Droon.

You know the bank's
closed today?

It'll open for me,
as soon as I find Hagan.

Very well,
just sign please.

I was wondering if you were
coming into town tonight, Jed.

Well, Mr. Droon and I had
to come in on business.

Always on business,don't you
ever do anything for pleasure?

This is a really big deal,
Deborah.

I'll have more time now.

I wonder.

Mr. Droon and I
just closed it.

"Mr. Droon and I."
Always "Mr. Droon and I."

Anything wrong with that?

Well, I don't like to
tell you what to do,

but you shouldn't let
anybody dominate you so,

even if it is
your guardian.

He's not my guardian.
I'm his foreman.

Even though he raised me
from a pup,

I think I carry
my own weight.

Then why doesn't he let you
off your leash?

I've got no complaints.

Maybe I have.

I'm taking you
to the dance tonight.

Sure, if you
can get away.

I'll get away.

Here you are,
Mr. Droon.

Ready, Jed?

Right away, Mr. Droon.

See you tonight?

No time for dates, Jed.

I've got things
for you to do tonight.

Sorry, Debbie.

I'll relieve now,
Uncle Will.

All right, Deborah.

Hello there, Droon. We were going
to have a private little celebration

of our own, won't you join us?
- No thanks.

Congratulations on the cattle deal,
Mr. Droon.

That'll bring more capital to Roswell
and money is what Roswell needs.

Who said I was going
to leave it here?

As your lawyer,
I would advise you to.

That money would
work well for Roswell.

I'm more interested in
having it work for me.

As the biggest rancher
in the basin,

you ought to take more
interest in civic affairs.

You see how our
combined enterprise

has brought prosperity to
all of us. Now, take my store...

Well, I thought it was your
wife's store, Mr. White?

Well, yes, her father
did finance us.

What he means, Samson, is that
we're all interested in Roswell.

If you're looking for
improvement, get a new sheriff?

Where's your civic pride, Droon?

Every town should have
a monument to its past.

We've got one
that walks and talks.

Hagan, I was looking for you.

I have a deposit for you.
- Oh, but it's Founder's Day,

the bank is closed.
- Not for Mr. Droon, no sir.

I'd be glad
to open up for you, Mr. Droon.

Be back later, folks.

Well, c'mon!
This is a celebration.

Yes. Let's go in.

I'll be right with you Mr. Droon,
I just want to lock the door.

Stand still! Don't anybody move!

All right Droon,
drop that satchel behind you.

Drop it!

You Romers have gone crazy!
- Shut up, Clayton!

You left us no choice.

Don't talk to him, Pa.

I wish you and Hagan
had been reasonable Droon,

the range was big enough
for all of us.

Drop your gun belt,
Clayton.

Now move slowly to the back.

That's far enough.

I'll gun the first one who
follows us out the door.

Careful Jed!

Hold up! The Romers!

What happened?

Romers held up Droon!
They got $100,000!

You can see how
the circle closes in.

The Romers have a start on us
but there's no place to go.

I'll get them,
and when I do...

You'll bring them back
to stand trial.

We want no summary justice,
Mr. Droon.

Of course, judge.
Thanks, Jed.

Hey Cord, what does he mean
by, "summary justice"?

Kill the Romers.

All ready?
- All ready Mr. Droon!

You'll take five men,
ride east toward Portelli's.

Check the passes through
the Meskolarah Ridge.

Right!
-Cord? -Yes?

Cord, you take Billings
and about four men.

Ride up the Pankas
to Fort Sunland.

Search that territory between
Varn and Kerrazozo.

But you left a big hole
to the south, Mr. Droon!

Do you think the desert will
be too tough for the Romers?

Jed Clayton and I
will cover the desert,

up to the Mexican border.

We're joining your posse,
Droon.

I appreciate the offer Emerson,

but it won't be necessary.
- We think it is.

Just what's that supposed to mean?

The citizen's committee was formed

to maintain law and
order in any emergency.

We think this is
an emergency.

Emerson I haven't time
to chaperone you

and your so-called committee.

I've been robbed of $105,000
and I mean to get it back.

And we mean to see that the
Romers are dealt with squarely

and legally.

I'm going through the desert.

Then we're going
through the desert.

They'll only hold us up.

Get the Sheriff
down here, Jed.

Tell him after he swears the posse in
he can go back to bed.

Jed, take care of yourself.

Don't worry about me.

Todd, you can still change
your mind about going.

It's my duty as a citizen
of the community.

Is it?

Or is it just a chance
to get away from me.

Oh, there you go again!
Imagining things.

Goodbye, Todd.

Frank, are you really going?
- Yes.

You know you
don't want to go.

You're just putting on
a brave front for the town.

You're always trying to
push me into the foreground,

well, I'm there now.
- But this is different.

This is something
you have to do by yourself.

Well,
good luck.

Swear us in as deputies,
Frazier.

All right, all right, Frazier!
Say your piece.

Raise your right hands
and repeat after me.

I swear to uphold the laws of
the territory of New Mexico.

I swear to uphold the laws
of the territory of New Mexico.

And the constitution
of the United States.

And the constitution
of the United States.

So help me God.

So help me God.

Thank you, Sheriff.

Now you can
fall back into bed!

Let's ride!

Droon, I'm goin' with you!

And that's how it started.

They rode out...
well, you saw what came back.

Have another.
- No thanks,

I think I'll go see how
the Sheriff's doing now.

See you later.

Gracious Mr. Emerson, all that
time without water!

Oh, don't misunderstand me.

It wasn't as easy
as the telling,

but we're not heroes.

We knew from the start
we had a hard,

difficult ride ahead
of us.

But, well, we felt it
was our duty.

After an all-night ride,
the next morning found us

well on our way
toward the mountains.

Droon and Jed leading
the way, and evidently,

having little respect for
the rest of the posse.

We're on
the right trail, Jed.

They're heading
south all right.

I've got a cramped muscle.

It'll go away in a minute.
- Oh, that sun.

It's a lot hotter out here
than it is in Roswell.

And this saddle feels as if I
was sitting on a red-hot stove.

How do you think
the horse feels?

Droon and Clayton, look.

What are they trying to do,
lose us?

Don't worry about them
losing us, Frank.

Out here a man's no
better than his horse.

A nuisance,
the lot of them.

Don't worry about them.
They won't be with us long.

Anything we can do, John?

No, I'm all right.

Coffee?

Thanks.

Clayton! Droon!

He looks half dead.
We better help him.

Frazier's in no condition to
go on. He needs rest.

See that he gets it.

You'd better go back Sheriff.
You're just holding us up.

Don't worry about me, Clayton.
I can take care of myself.

What's he trying to do?
Die with his boots on?

Can you think of a better way
for him to go?

How about another one?

Huh, quite an appetite
tonight, huh Frazier?

Yeah, thanks.

You've known the Romers
a long time, haven't you?

Yeah, they were among the first
ranchers in the valley.

How does it feel to track down
your friends?

A sheriff's got no friends,
just a job.

I'm glad you're feeling better
John, we need you.

I've been on my fair share
of posses before,

but this one's different.

In the old days it was a case
of kill, or be killed.

Why don't you forget about
the old days.

This is today.

There are some things you can't forget
no matter how hard you try.

They just keep growin' in ya.

All this talk
about killing!

That's what we're here
to prevent!

Exactly.

This is where we leave
them behind.

Saddle up,
I'll get the grub.

Care for some coffee?

What are you doing up?

I couldn't sleep and I wanted
a drink...of coffee.

You don't think they'll try
to cross this desert, do you?

They'll try anything.

Get off your horses!

I said get down!
Lead your horses!

Take the reins.

Lead your horses, and hang onto the tail
of the horse ahead of you.

Do as I say Mitchell!

You too, Emerson!

Hagan, c'mon! Hurry up!

Now, keep your heads down
against the wind!

Keep your heads down
against the wind!

Grab hold and hang on tight!

Frazier, the pack horse-
it's gone!

With all our food and water!
Why didn't you watch?

Well, it's not my fault.
The rope must have slipped.

You idiot! You could have tied it.
- Well, I thought it was! -You thought?

You thought about nothing
but yourself.

You could've kept your eyes on it, but

you haven't got the brains of a jackass!
- Besides, it was Emerson's turn

to take care of that pack horse.
- Don't try to pass it off on me.

You're both stupid!
- I won't take that from you, Al!

You'll take it from me! You lost
that horse and nobody else!

So help me...
- Shut up!

This rope didn't slip,
it was cut.

Who'd wanna do
a thing like that?

Droon and Jed.
- But, why?

Why would Droon want to leave us
without food or water?

For the same reason he'll
want to kill the Romers

even if he
gets his money back.

I don't believe it.

You don't know
Droon like I do.

He likes to settle things
by killing.

Fifteen years ago,
he killed Jed's father.

What are you saying?

Yah, it's true,
but I can't prove it.

A week after they found
Clayton's body,

Droon's cattle was on his land
and young Jed was in Droon's house.

He got the land
and the son he'd always wanted.

And Jed doesn't know?

No, no, I wanted to
give him the chance

to grow up
and be somebody.

Into another Droon?

I didn't figure it
that way at the time.

Jed must be told.

Oh, I'll tell him.

And when I do,

he'll either shoot
Droon or myself,

depending on
who he believes.

These riders, Jed
- They're three Romers.

You can have some water,
if you've got any.

There they are!

I'll try
and head them off.

Don't try it Jed.

That wasn't very smart, Droon.

I didn't have to miss.

All right, pick it up.

Make sure you
don't try it again.

The fellas ought to be
along any minute.

Jed...

ever since you've grown up
I've rubbed you the wrong way. Why?

You've always had it in
for Droon and me.

Droon, yes. You, no.

Whatever concerns Droon
concerns me.

But you don't know
the truth about Droon.

What are you talking about?

Here they come now.

Give them a hand, will you?
Better ration the water,

they'll drink it all.

What were you
and Jed talking about?

Worried?

Not about you,
Frazier.

I got a long memory, Droon.
Fifteen years long.

I'm warning you,
Frazier!

That boy means
everything to me.

You ever tell him anything
that turns him against me,

I'll kill you.

Found Romer's hat.

The sweatband is still damp.

They're closer
than we thought.

There they are!

And that was the end.

We trapped the Romers
in a dead-end canyon

and when they
wouldn't surrender, why...

we had to shoot it out.

You know the rest. It was tragic,
but there was no help for it.

Samson Droon was like
a father to him.

He's all
upset about it.

Well, I think it's time we
looked in on the sheriff.

No change.
No improvement.

Anything at all
that we can do?

Yes, you can pray.

We're praying for him all
right. Praying for him to die.

Oh, that isn't true.
- You know it is.

What suddenly gives you the right
to such a high code of morals?

You're in it as deep
as the rest of us.

Yes,
I guess I am.

Of course you're not
thinking of yourselves,

of how you'll
slice up $105,000!

Wait a minute, Jed.

It's no time
for quarrelling.

Let's go home
and get our suppers.

We've got to meet Judge Parker
in the lobby at 9 o'clock.

He's slipping fast.

Now remember,

Judge Parker will ask you
a few routine questions.

Then the Droon ranch
is legally yours.

The four of us as witnesses,

just have to sign
a few papers that are drawn up.

Judge Parker will
be here in a minute.

Jed!

Let's get started.

You go on in,
I'll be right with you.

I have to go in,
Deborah.

I wish I could
do something to help you.

You can remember it won't be
"Mr. Droon and I'" anymore,

just Jed Clayton.

What's the matter?
- Nothing's the matter.

Is it because of Droon?
- It's a lot of things.

Please don't ask
any questions.

Try to understand.

Well, I'm trying to, but

it's just that you're
not the same person.

Something's changed
and I don't understand.

Sure something's changed.
In a little while, I'll own

one of the biggest
cattle spreads in the territory.

Does it mean
that much to you?

It did a while back.
What am I supposed to do?

Turn down what's coming to me?
- I didn't mean that!

It's just, you should be happy
this property's coming to you.

You can do a lot
of good with it.

We'll both own it.

You'll be able to have
everything you've ever wanted.

I'll I've ever wanted
was you.

Trust in me Jed, and tell me
what it is that's bothering you?

I've had a bad time of it,
Deborah. Try to understand.

I'm trying to.

Maybe I don't
understand myself.

Well, I...

I see I made it.

Now you stay put.

Here.

Come on, drink this.

Come on. Doctor's orders.

That's right.

How long have I been here?
- Now don't try to talk, John.

I'll get Dr. Pryor.

How long?
The posse brought you in

sometime early
this morning.

Emerson...
and the others?

They're downstairs
witnessing the will.

What will?

The one Droon made out
just before he died,

leaving everything
to Jed.

Droon? A will?

Now don't try to move, John.

What...what else
are they saying?

What difference
does it make?

You couldn't find the money
anyway, so who cares?

Money...

What happened?

Don't you remember?

You got lost
out there in the desert,

just before one of the Romers
shot you, and killed Droon!

Romers killed Droon?

No, that's not the way
it happened.

Sit down, Stoakley.

Listen to what
I have to say.

What do you think
you're doing?

I've got a job.

I've got to
finish my job.

Whatever job you've got in your
mind right now is not worth it.

That depends on...

what kind of price you put
on what a man believes in.

Whose beliefs, son? Yours?

Get me the doctor, will you?

All right, I'll get him.
I'll be right back.

And don't you move 'til
I get back.

How is he?

Pretty low.

Good evening.

Before we begin,

Roswell wishes to
express its appreciation

for the fine work you men did.

This discussion,
as you know is quite informal.

Then I'll be able
to make my recommendations.

Now Jed, you'll be coming into
quite a bit of property.

More than
you know about.

It calls for greater
responsibility,

but you've proved your right
to such responsibility

by the fine work you did
as a member of the posse.

Now Jed,

will you describe
the events

which led to the death
of Samson Droon?

Jed, did you hear
the judge?

Yes, sir.

Go on Jed, the way
it happened.

Sorry I'm late, judge.

Not at all, sheriff.
Glad to see you.

But, should you be here?

Yes, I should.

Sit down.

Thanks.

Go on, Jed.
The way it happened.

The Romers
didn't kill Samson Droon.

I did.

Go on, Jed.

To begin with,

it was Sheriff Frazier alone
who captured the Romers.

There they are!

Here!

There might be a chance we can
stop them from the other side.

Will! Art!
It's Frazier!

Stay back Frazier!
That badge won't help you!

Will!

Tell him to hold his fire,
he's only making it worse.

Get outta here Frazier!

Give yourselves up,
you'll get a fair trial.

Fair trial? With Samson
Droon, the judge and jury?

Will! Listen to me!
Droon's not running this!

He's running you Frazier,

just like
he runs everybody else.

Come any closer
and you'll get hurt.

We got nothing to lose!

You know I can shoot
straighter than that. Go back!

Come down, Will.

The posse will see
that you get a fair deal.

It's no use, Frazier.

Droon's out to kill us
and you know it.

He's been looking for a chance
like this for years.

I know that. That's why
I want you to give up.

If you don't,
you won't have a chance.

Come down and I'll do
everything I can for you.

We're staying
right here.

Shut up Art!
I'm talking to you, Will.

I give you my word.

I've never lied to you.
Have I?

Think back, Will.
Have I?

He has always
kept his word, Art.

Right now, I'm
tired of running.

When George died back there,
I kind of died myself.

I'm waiting for your answer,
Will!

All right John,
we're coming down.

Mr. Droon,
they're coming down!

The money's all there,
every cent of it.

I guess I was too tired
to think straight, John.

Hold it, Frazier.

The Romers
had it coming.

You're my witness Jed,
you saw what happened.

Soon's they saw me
they started to reach.

Break away
from him, Jed.

If you don't you'll grow up
to be just like him.

You're gonna hang
for this, Droon.

They were my prisoners and you
shot them down in cold blood.

No one's hanging him.

Don't be a fool, Jed.

Ask him why
he killed the Romers.

He knows.
They reached.

You know he lies.

The Romers
had it coming.

Sure, they knew too much.

Jed, you always thought
your father

accidentally killed
himself cleaning his rifle.

Well that's a lie. Droon
killed him. The Romers saw him

riding away after the shot.
- He's a liar, Jed.

He'd say anything
to split us up.

Let him talk.

Go on Frazier, prove it.
- Prove it?

Haven't you heard enough?
Haven't you seen enough?

You won't shoot.

Not this time, Droon.
There's too many witnesses.

Frazier you've reached
your limit.

Yeah, and you've reached yours.
Everything you've built for,

everything you've wanted
in life and got is gone.

If that's true, then why'd you keep
quiet about it all this time?

Why didn't you tell me?
- Wouldn't have done any good,

you wouldn't have believed me.
- Why didn't the Romers talk?

Because they were afraid to.
But you talked, Droon.

He didn't shoot the Romers
because they stole his money.

That was just a legal excuse
to track 'em down and kill 'em!

So you'd never know
the truth, Jed.

You just witnessed murder,

as cold-blooded
as when Droon shot your father.

Look out!

It's all there,
over $100,000.

Yeah.

What about
the sheriff?

He won't live
to get back to Roswell.

And even if he does,
we're five against one. -Yeah.

What are you thinking?

We're not selfish, Jed.

You could have
the Droon property,

and we could have the money.

Well,

that's how it really
happened sir.

Your Honour, The four of us can account
for every penny of that money. -Every penny.

We didn't know
who it was to go to!

Just for
safe keeping.

That's admirable
of you gentlemen.

Now that you've failed to carry
out the theft you had intended.

The court could not hold you,
but you'll not go unpunished

by the people
of this community.

Jed, you're young,

you've always been governed
by a stronger mind.

You started thinking
for yourself

when you had the courage
to tell the truth.

I want to congratulate you
on the fine work

you did in this case,
Sheriff Frazier.

The community owes you
its gratitude and respect.

Your Honor,

Sheriff John Frazier is dead.

He's been dead ever since
he sat down here.

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