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:56:30
Blackjack Britton!
:56:42
- How'd you know?
- That's not important.

:56:45
You're no longer welcome in Refuge.
Collect your men and ride out.

:56:51
Sheriff?
:56:56
You know what you need?
:56:59
You need yourself a good
old-fashioned pistol-whipping.

:57:03
Come on, boss, bring him down.
:57:08
- Come on, Blackjack.
- Glen, no! No. No.

:57:23
To hell with this.
:57:24
Blow him away, Blackjack.
Nobody will do nothing.

:57:28
The whole town is full of cowards.
:57:45
What the hell is that?
:57:57
I want every man jack
in the saloon, right now.


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