Cherokee Uprising1950

Marshal Bob Foster:
Sheriff Conger, you're under arrest!

Sheriff:
You've got nothing on me.

Marshal Bob Foster:
Oh no? Just moonshining, murder, giving whiskey to Indians... and a few other little things.

Sheriff:
You can't prove any of those things and you wouldn't talk that way if you didn't have that gun.

[Whip holsters his gun]

Marshal Bob Foster:
You'll a murderer, Conger, and you're gonna hang for it, but first I have a score to settle for Gray Eagle...

[The Sheriff slugs Bob and the fight is on...]