: [coughing, in pain] The Lord is comin' for me, Mr Dunnison. Lincoln Rogers Dunnison: [confused] Then why ride? Leander McNelly: I figure it's best I walk to meet him. Older Ranger: [hesitantly watching King Fisher and two men approach] King Fisher... What?s your business here? John King Fisher: I've come for my beaves. Older Ranger: This is a public auction, Fisher. You?re welcome to bid when the time comes. John King Fisher: I bid fifty. Auctioneer: [confused] Fifty what? John King Fisher: Fifty of them. [fifty of Fisher?s bandits ride in behind him, weapons drawn] Older Ranger: [afraid] I can't let you take these cattle. John King Fisher: Draw! [Fishers bandits slaughter everyone] Richard Dukes: [arriving to see McNelly digging a grave] That's a mighty nice spot for a grave there... who's it for? Leander McNelly: [wet from the rain and out of breath] The grave?s for me. If I wait until winter, the ground will be frozen. Leander McNelly: [in a trench during a gunfight] I'm out... I'm out... someone throw me a cartridge... Leander McNelly: [bandit overhears and jumps into the trench - McNelly shoot's while grinning] Found One... George Durham: [trapped under a barn beam, after a bandit raid, seeing Dunnison apporach] Stop... Don't move and I'll shoot... Lincoln Rogers Dunnison: Don't move and you'll shoot? George Durham: We were hit by bandit's... the beam trapped me... Lincoln Rogers Dunnison: Look I can help you... but first put the gun down...