Stagecoach: The Texas Jack Story Page #6

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I'm gonna rid this world

of you!

Don't do it.

Don't.

Please.

Don't.

Drop your weapon!

Do it.

Marshall Woody Calhoun.

Yes sir.

Arrest him.

Marshall Calhoun,

your days of killin' folks

as you please are over.

I got one more for ya!

Git on up there!

I'm the bank manager.

I'm of undisputed moral

fortitude and I can assure you

claims against these two

are accurate.

So can I.

You're gonna be ok.

Get off me!

Are you gonna be ok?

I'm alright.

Well, well.

Sid Dalton.

Late as usual.

No, I timed it perfectly.

Now, I just got a new job.

Would you have anything

to do with that?

I may have.

What am I supposed to do

with this?

Put it on.

Why don't you join us

for Sunday dinner, sid?

Why, thank you.

Yeah.

Let's go.

Remind me to tell you how

your daddy got his nickname.

No, sid.

Ok.

Maybe when you're a little

older, then.

You alright?

I think everything's gonna

be ok.

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