Law and Order Page #3

I'll see to him.

Just a minute, Fin.

Mister Brandt is in my court at present,

and this man is in my keeping.

I hereby fine you fifty dollars

each on three counts.

I won't pay it. Not a red cent.

There .. I'm paying the

fines for you and this guy.

If you ever lay hands on

Kurt again .. I'll kill you.

Frame Johnson .. we're

in for a slice of trouble.

We'd better end it once and for all,

in quick time, and save a lot of killing.

Now here is my proposition.

I say that you and me, right here in

broad daylight, settle this man to man.

Go out on the street,

pull our guns and go to work.

I ain't making no fool plays, Poe.

Say Northrup .. I ain't no Peace Officer.

If you're spoiling for

a fight, I'll take you.

Careful, Brandt.

There's too many badges in this

town. Too many tin badges.

I'll take you.

You can't come sashaying

around us this way.

This man who's threatening

gun-play is going to jail.

You won't get another chance

like this, so you'd better take it.

They'll be a heap of

burying if you don't.

Ah, shut up .. I've got a gun on you.

Let's give it to them, Frame.

I'll keep the peace,

If I have to kill you.

Here is my back .. that

ought to steady your hand.

I'll murder you, you ..

Brandt ..

Put that away.

This is a court.

Let's have order here.

Never mind Judge .. he ain't

asking you to pull no guns.

What this town needs

is a gun-toting order.

Hey!

Get over here.

Are you Frame Johnson?

Yeah.

I'm Mike Jones from Elderville.

Seeing you're the United States Marshall,

I'm turning this varmint over to you.

He killed Joe Todd over our way and

there's a gang coming to lynch him.

Joe Todd, eh? What's your name, mister?

Johnny Kinsman.

"Johnny behind the deuce" they call him.

Don't let them get me, Mister Johnson.

I will stand trial and take my medicine.

But I ain't got no stomach for lynching.

Well, there is no accounting for taste.

They are coming. Let's be going.

Alright Jones, I'll take the

prisoner and all the responsibility.

Get off that horse and follow me.

Luther, get the men and Deadwood and

tell them to meet me up at Slack's Store.

I ain't trusting this gent to no jail.

Where we going mister? You're going to

stay be me, ain't you? And see I get ..

Just keep your mouth

shut and do like I tell you.

Mister Dixon, I got your mules.

You did? Yup.

Where were they?

Over at Joe Todd's place at Elderville.

By the way, Tom is dead.

Dead? Yeah.

Did you do it?

No. This fellow. A mob's coming

from Elderville to lynch him.

If I were you, I'd sit inside

and close up shop.

What? A mob? You don't say.

Yes, I do.

You just get inside and sit tight.

If we start shooting, lay on the floor.

You can't stop them.

There is too many of them.

Hey, Frame. I'm going

along home. Take this gun.

There ain't nothing a mob hates like

a sawed-off shotgun. It's all loaded.

Thank you Mister Dixon.

Where you folks going?

Stop talking. With the mob coming over

Northrup is calling up every man in town.

Young fellow, don't you know it's agin

the law to go around shooting up people?

Here they come.

Luther and Deadwood take the back door.

Don't shoot unless they force your hand.

But if they do, give it to them

where it will do the most good.

Are they sure enough coming?

Stay down and let us protect you.

Where's that punk?

We're going to string him up.

You get ten paces leeway

fellahs, and no more.

This here Johnny is going

to be tried fair and square.

And I won't stand for no interference.

Looks like it might turn

out to be a good show.

Whoa! You've moved up your

ten paces and two more besides.

Get back in your places

or I'm killing a few of you.

Be reasonable, Mister Johnson.

No use getting killed over a stinking

little coward who shoots men in the back.

Alright, come on and get him.

Let's give it to them, Frame.

Come on and get him.

Come on and get him.

Let's give it to them, Frame.

Well, ain't nobody coming?

Come on boys, let's take him.

Kill that Marshall.

Alright, come on, kill me.

Come on, what's holding you back?

Let's help them get this

Johnny-behind-the-deuce.

Shut up.

Brandt .. when I count to three,

let them have it.

One.

Two.

Hooray! Hooray!

You win, Frame.

As fine a parcel of cowards

as I've ever seen.

I thought for a minute you fellahs was

going to be in the way of our gunfire.

Stand up.

Johnny Kinsman.

Uhuh.

You've been tried according to the laws

of this county by a jury of your peers.

They found you guilty.

So I sentence you to be hanged

by the neck until you are dead.

And may God rest your soul.

Are they going to string

me up, Mister Johnson?

Yes, I guess they are, Johnny.

Going to waste no time, neither.

Let go of me. Mister Johnson,

make the leave me ..

Give him to me.

Yes, sir.

You'll take care of me, Mister Johnson.

Come on.

Sit down, Johnny.

Are they really going to

hang me, Mister Johnson?

I didn't mean to kill that fellah.

But he had it coming.

You can stop if you just say so.

They won't hang me Mister Johnson.

Look Johnny, I can't do anything now.

It's out of my hands.

We've got to obey the law.

You've been sentenced.

But they'll change the sentence

if you say so, Mister Johnson.

No they won't, Johnny.

Now, now Johnny.

Pull yourself together.

Come on Johnny, pull yourself together.

You got to act like a man now.

Johnny.

Here, want a cigar, Johnny?

Want me to light it for you?

Here.

Johnny, do you realize you're the first

fellah to be hung legal in Tombstone?

Am I Mister Johnson?

Yes, sir.

You're the first man to be hung

in this county according to Hoyle.

You don't say, Mister Johnson.

Yep .. that's right.

Everybody will be watching.

Will you hang me Mister Johnson?

Looks like me, don't it Mister Johnson?

It sure does.

Doing everything according to Hoyle?

Yes Johnny.

Is there anything you'd like to say?

It was a very good trial.

I want to thank everybody

for taking such pains with me.

I'm right proud that I'm the first man

to be hung by the law in this county.

I'll see you all in heaven.

It ought to be a "Johnson".

Alright .. let her go.

Frame .. everything went off alright.

Congratulations Mister Johnson.

That was a slick job.

Goodbye to Johnny.

You did a nice job, Mister Johnson.

We thank you for the business.

Alright.

If you get time, come over to see him.

He's going to look wonderful.

It's been a great day for

Tombstone, Mister Johnson.

You've got to speak with us on this, Fin.

It's your duty as a Sheriff.

I'm telling you Williams,

this thing has gone far enough.

We're doing it for Tombstone.

You're making this town the

laughing stock of the West.

I suppose the next thing will

be a law putting men in skirts.

There ain't going to be no next thing.

This law ain't going to get far.

Frame Johnson knows what he's doing.

He's trying to run this town.

He's trying to take it over .. and he

ain't going to get away with it.

Better string along with us Williams,

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