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.
