No Name on the Bullet1959

John Gant:
There are many of you! Yes, you could kill me. If you're willing enough. But it's only fair to tell you that I'll kill you, Stricker. And you, Dutch Henry. The physician. His father. And there might even be time for you, storekeeper. You surprise me, physician. I didn't expect to see you running with the pack. You've come against me once. Now I warn you: I'll stay here until I'm ready to leave. I use my gun for money, and I don't like to work for nothing. But you trouble me again, and I might have to break my rule. That's my prescription, physician. You'd better get it filled.