advertisement Charley - Laundry Owner: Sheriff! Gone! All gone sheriff! Sheriff Galt: What's all gone? Charley - Laundry Owner: Money! Money all gone! Stolen! Sheriff Galt: You kept your money in here? [looks at wooden box] Charley - Laundry Owner: Yes. Sheriff Galt: How much was there? Charley - Laundry Owner: All! Was going to save to go back to China, Sheriff. In back of ironing board. Nobody bothered. Broke in wash room last night. Just find empty box! Sheriff, no money left now... money from many years. Sheriff Galt: Well, that's what we got banks for, Charlie. Charley - Laundry Owner: [puzzled] What we got Sheriff for? [a dying man has identified Benjie as a murderer] Benjamin 'Benjie' Galt: Dad, you can't believe what he said. You can't! Sheriff Galt: No, I believe you, Benjie, but I got to prove it. Somehow, I got to prove it. Benjamin 'Benjie' Galt: To the people here... or to yourself? Judge: Now this is going to be a fair trial... conducted legally. A boy's life hangs in the balance. Irate Townsman at Trial: That's about the only place he'll hang!