| A Brand of Justice (continued) |
| Craddock and Bennett take cover behind a wagon. |
| "You circle 'round back Clive, I'll keep ya covered." |
| "Why do I always have to go around back?" |
| "You run faster." |
| "I just wanted to hear you say it Jack." |
| Jack rushes in the front door, as Clive comes in the back way. |
| Jack shoots Willis, Clive shoots at Slade wounding him. Lying on the floor, Slade reaches for his |
| gun. Marshal Craddock steps on his hand and points his gun in the ombre's face: "A trial's too |
| good fer you Slade." Jack cocks his gun. |
| Clive yells: "JACK!" |
| Craddock pulls the trigger "Click." |
| "I may not be able to read, but I can count." |
| As they watch from the cell, Jack signs his name to a piece of paper. |
| "There, I just signed ya over to the mountie." |
| Clive:"This time next year someone else will be here to organize the ranchers." |
| Jack: "Think it'll be Jordan?" |
| "If it is, it'll be your headache Jack." |
| "Thanks Clive, with friends like you who needs enemies?" |
| Slade and Willis are confident that an American judge won't hang them. |
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| "I'll be yer friend Jack." |