:07:26
Move!
:07:31
- Come on! That's it!
You move!
:07:35
- Stupid mule!
:07:38
Come on!
:07:40
Come on!
Come on!
:07:52
Hurts, don't it?
:07:54
Now let go of that stud and
go on about your business.
:08:10
Mr. Earp.
My name's Dake.
:08:13
Crawley Dake, U.S. Marshal
for this territory.
:08:16
- Forget it. I'm retired.
- Excuse me?
:08:19
I said forget it.
I don't want the job, and that's final.
:08:23
- I don't think you understand.
- No, you don't understand, Marshal.
:08:26
I did my duty, and now I'd
like to get on with my life.
:08:30
- I'm going to Tombstone.
Easy on the grain, Butch.
- I see.
:08:33
- Here you go.
- To strike it rich.
Well, all right, that's fine.
:08:36
Tell you one thing, though:
Never saw a rich man...
:08:39
who didn't wind up
with a guilty conscience.
:08:42
I already got a guilty conscience.
Might as well have the money too.
:08:46
Good day now.
:08:51
That's him, all right.
Boy, I'd know that sour face anywhere.
:08:59
Virgil! Morgan!
My god!