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: As long as he behaves himself in this town, I ain't got no, ah... Ransom Stoddard
: Jurisdiction. Link Appleyard
: What he said is right. I ain't got none of it.
: Marshal, I was wrong the other day. But I was reading up on territorial law, and there it is, right there. Now, I'll draw up the complaint, take care of all the legal details - but you *do* have jurisdiction. Says so right there. So next time he sets foot in this town, you'll arrest him. Link Appleyard
: Anything you say, Mr. Stoddard. I'll be tickled to... death... *what* was that? Arrest *who*? Ransom Stoddard
: Liberty Valance. Link Appleyard
: Arrest Liberty Val... you mean Liberty Valance? Just as I was startin' to get my appetite back.
: Did you know Liberty Valance is in town tonight? Dutton Peabody
: I'd be a poor newspaperman indeed if I didn't know what everybody knows!
: The jail's only got one cell, and the lock's broke and I sleep in it.
: Mr. Peabody's awful hurt and he needs you bad over at his office. Liberty Valance
: What's the matter, Mr. Marshal? Somebody have an accident? Doc Willoughby
: So that's it, another one of your 'accidents', huh Valance? I'm looking forward to the day when it's you they'll be calling me for. Liberty Valance
: [tossing Doc a silver dollar
] Paid in advance.
[Reese and Floyd are trying to get a lynch mob together after Stoddard kills Valance
] Tom Doniphon
: Can't a man have a drink around this town in peace?
[grabs Floyd and throws him through the door
: No one's bothering you, Doniphon. Tom Doniphon
: *You* are.
[Reese goes for his gun, and Doniphon decks him
] Tom Doniphon
: Marshal! What are you gettin' paid for? Drag this scum out of here. Link Appleyard
: You heard him! Now, Kaintuck and High Pockets, I deputize you to give a hand and drag this scum out of here! Kaintuck
: Give me that b-b-b-bung st-st-starter!
[grabs Reese and hauls him out
] Link Appleyard
: You tell those ranchers north of the Picketwire that hired you that me, Link Appleyard, run you out of town, and I'll do it again if you ever come back!
: [in Stoddard's classroom
] How you feeling this morning? Link Appleyard
: Just fine, fine, fine. Ransom Stoddard
: Your head cold? Link Appleyard
: Uh, no, no. I uh.
[sheepishly removes hat