Marshal Strickland.
I didn't know you was back in town.
If you can't read the sign,
I presume you can read this.
Pretty tough hombre when you're pointing
a gun at a man's back.
Just like you, I take every advantage I can get.
You gonna check your iron?
I was just joking with your deputy.
Of course, I'm gonna check my iron.
TANNEN: We all were, weren't we, boys?
THUGS: Yeah, right.
DEPUTY: Tannen.
Your knife, too.
TANNEN: Smile, Marshal.
After all, this is a party.
Only party I'll be smiling at...
...is the one that sees you at the end of a rope.
Have fun!
[Horses neighing]
That's how you handle them.
Never give them an inch...
...and maintain discipline at all times.
Remember that word: Discipline.
I will, Pa.
WOMAN: Thank you very much.
Mr. Eastwood, nice to see you.
I see you got yourself
some respectable clothes and a fine hat.
A couple people didn't like the way
the other one looked on me.
That one suits you.
- It's very becoming.
- Thanks.
"Frisbee." Far out.
- What was the meaning of that?
- It was right in front of him.
[Music stops]
[All cheering and applauding]
- That's mine!
- Not anymore.
- Give me that.
- There he is, Buford.
- Where?
- There.
THUG 1: Dancing with that piece of calico.
THUG 2: What are you gonna do, boss?
I figure if I bury this muzzle deep enough
in his back nobody will hear the shot.
Careful. You've only got one bullet with that.
I only need one.
[Band playing folk music]
I told you to watch your back, smithy.
You're early.
It's a Derringer. Small but effective.
The last time I used it, fella took two days to die.
Bled to death inside. It was real painful.
That means you'll be dead
by about supper time Monday.
Excuse me. I don't know
who you think you are, but we're dancing.
Look what we have here.
TANNEN: Ain't you gonna introduce me?
I'd like a dance.
I wouldn't give you the pleasure.
You'll have to go ahead and shoot.
- All right.
- I'll dance with him.
TANNEN: Boys, keep the blacksmith company
while I get acquainted with the filly!
[Tannen whoops excitedly]
Yeah!
I don't dance very well
when my partner has a gun in his hand.
You'll learn.
Maybe I'll just take
my $80 worth out of her!
Leave her alone!
[Laughing]
Yeah, I bet there's something you can do
that's worth $80.
I believe you've underestimated me, mister.
Have I?
[Tannen grunts loudly]
[Clara grunts]
DOC: Stop it!
DOC: Damn you!
TANNEN: No, I damn you!
I damn you to hell!
- You.
- Lighten up, jerk!
Mighty strong words, runt!
You man enough to back them up
with more than just a pie plate?
Just leave my friends alone.
What's wrong, dude? You yellow?
That's what I thought. A yellow-belly.
Nobody calls me yellow.
TANNEN: Then let's finish it. Right now.
Not now, Buford. Marshal's got our guns.
Like I said, we'll finish this tomorrow!
Tomorrow we're robbing the Pine City stage.
What about Monday?
We doing anything Monday?
Monday would be fine.
You can kill him on Monday.
I'll be back this way on Monday.
We'll settle this then.
Right there, out in the street...
... in front of the Palace Saloon.
Yeah, right. When?
MARTY: High noon?
TANNEN: Noon?
I do my killing before breakfast. 7:00!
8:00. I do my killing after breakfast.
DOC: [Whispering] Marty!
MARSHAL: Break it up.
What's all this about?
You causing trouble here, Tannen?
TANNEN: No trouble, Marshal.
Just a little personal matter
between me and Eastwood.
This don't concern the law.
MARSHAL: Tonight, everything concerns the law.
Break it up.
Any brawling, it's 15 days in the county jail.
All right, folks. This is a party.
Come on! Let's have some fun!
[People cheering]
[Band resumes]
8:00 Monday, runt.
If you ain't here, I'll hunt you
and shoot you down like a duck.
It's "dog." Shoot him down like a dog.
Let's go, boys!
Let these sissies have their party!
What are you doing, saying you'll