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Riggs!

Riggs.

I know you're in there, Riggs.

I shoulda never let you

stick around these parts, half-breed.

Speak to me, Riggs, damn it.

Maybe he ain't in there, Clay.

Like hell he ain't in there.

Riggs!

I'll give you one final chance

to come out peaceably.

You ain't gonna like my alternatives.

Let's go.

He ain't up here, but there was definitely

someone up here recent.

He can't be far.

Look around.

Hi, Marshal.

Hello my dear, Pearl.

Why, aren't you just as purty as ever.

And, what do I owe the pleasure

of your company this time around?

Business?

Or personal?

I reckon a little of both.

Oh, is that so?

Yeah, I'm celebrating.

And, what might we be celebrating?

The death of Miss Annie's killer.

What you talking about, Frank?

Out by Shingleton.

Those two brothers been robbin' the stagecoach?

I found this on one of them.

You gotta go, Frank.

What are you talkin' about?

Sheriff came through here just 'fore dawn today

said he knowed who killed Miss Annie.

He was on his way to get him.

Where was he headed?

That old Georgeson homestead.

Frank, you gotta get down there.

The Sheriff, he weren't in his right state of mind

when he came through here.

I reckon he weren't.

I'll be back.

You take care Frank Kennedy.

Hey, how 'bout a game, Marshal?

Not this time, boys.

Sure could use some fresh blood.

Maybe next time.

All right, suit yourself.

Hey, Clay.

Over here.

Atta boy, Yancey.

Good job.

Should we go get the horses?

Nah, no time.

He ain't far.

Let's go.

You ain't gonna kill him, are you, Clay?

Like hell I ain't.

Well, you mean we ain't gonna wait for the judge?

We don't need no judge to tell us

what we already know.

All due respect, Sheriff, we don't know it's him

who done it.

That boy's been cowering in a barn for days

ever since it happened.

It don't get much more certain than that.

Maybe he's just scared.

Scared.

Scared.

Round these parts there's two types of scared.

The innocents are scared of the outlaws

and the outlaws are scared of the law.

Now, that boy, well, he's scared of us.

Now, are you with me?

Or should I find another deputy?

I'm with you.

Well, what are you standing around for then, damn it?

Come on.

Real shame.

Huh?

Real shame what they're doing to you.

You know, before the day's out

they'll be hanging you from one of those trees.

What you know about me?

Well, I have a talent of knowing things.

I know your name is Riggs.

Nat Riggs.

Knowing my name don't mean much these days.

Maybe, maybe not.

Either way, what we both know

is that when they find that white woman murdered

with that half breed Injun nearby.

Let's say the Injun won't last very long.

I ain't never touched that woman, you hear me?

I ain't no murderer.

Hey, hey, hey, easy boy, easy.

Hey, you're awfully violent

for an innocent man.

I'm only trying to help you.

There ain't nothing no one can do for me

at this point, mister.

Don't mean there ain't something

you can't do for yourself.

What exactly you expect me to do?

What you expect me to do with this?

I ain't no killer.

Doesn't matter if you is or you ain't.