No Time for a Lesson in Civics, My Boy

The Judge :

Have you forgotten that I'm the man who passed sentence on Frank Miller? 

You shouldn't have come back, Will. It was stupid. 

Cain :

I figured I had to. 

I figured I had to stay. 

The Judge :

You figured wrong. 

Cain :

I can deputise a posse. 

Ten, 12 guns is all I need. 

The Judge :

Yeah, My Intuition tells me otherwise. 

Cain :

Why? 

The Judge :

No time for a lesson in civics, my boy — 

In the fifth century B.C., The Citizens of Athens, 

having suffered grievously under A Tyrant, 

managed to Depose and Banish him. 

However, when he returned some years later 

with an army of mercenaries, 

those same citizens not only 

opened The Gates for him, 

but stood by while he executed members of The Legal Government. 

A similar thing happened about eight years ago 

in a town called Indian Falls. 

I escaped Death only through the intercession of A Lady 

of somewhat dubious reputation, 

and at the cost of a very handsome ring 

which once belonged to My Mother. 

Unfortunately, I have no more rings. 

Cain :

You're A Judge. 

The Judge :

I've been A Judge many times in many towns. 

And I hope to live 

to be A Judge again. 

Cain :

I can't tell you What to Do. 

The Judge :

Why must you be so stupid, Will? 

Have you forgotten 

What He Is? 

Have you forgotten 

What He's Done to People? 

Have you forgotten 

that He's Crazy? 

Don't you remember 

when he sat in that chair 

and said,

"You'll never hang me. 

I'll come back. 

You'll never hang me. 

I'll come back. 

I'll kill you, Will Kane. 

I swear it, I'll kill you"

 Think I'm letting you down, don't you? 

Cain :

No. 

The Judge :

Look, this is just 

A Dirty Little Village 

in The Middle of Nowhere. 

Nothing that happens here 

is really important. 

Now get out. 

Cain :

There isn't time. 

The Judge :

What a waste. 

Good luck. 

“On December 16, 1961, 

The World turned upside down 

and inside out, 

and I was Born, 

Screaming, in America.

It was The End of The American Dream, 

just before We Lost Our Innocence irrevocably, 

and The TV Eye brought 

The Horror of Our Lives 

into Our Homes for all to see.

I was told when I grew up, 

I could be anything I wanted – 

A Fireman, A Policeman, A Doctor. 

Even President, it seemed. 

And for the first time 

in The History of Mankind, 

something new called 

An 'Astronaut.'

But like many kids growing up 

on a steady diet of Westerns, 

I always wanted to be 

The Cowboy Hero :– 

That Lone Voice 

in The Wilderness 

fighting Corruption and Evil wherever I found it, 

and standing for 

Freedom, Truth and Justice.

And in My Heart of Hearts, 

I still track the remnants 

of That Dream, wherever I go —

on My Never-ending Ride 

into The Setting Sun.