Scruffy:
What brings you out of your hole, Ezra?
Ezra:
My son. He's come home.
Scruffy:
Ain't that sweet, Red! I'm afraid you boys are trespassing on McKendrick land.
Mal:
You got it all wrong, Mister. This is our land.
Scruffy:
Mr. McKendrick bought this land from your father.
Ezra:
That's a lie!
Mal:
Tomorrow we'll go into town and straighten this out once and for all. And then we'll be back here, farming. If I catch any of those cattle on our land after tomorrow, I'm gonna start carvin' them into steaks. And believe me, that's one thing I know about.
Scruffy:
Killin' cattle is a hanging offense in these parts! If we shot you down right now, we'd be within our rights.
Mal:
Mister - you ever seen what a Henry rifle can do in the hands of somebody who knows how to use it?
Scruffy:
Who would that be? You?
[Ezra cocks the rifle]
Scruffy:
[Riding off]
This ain't the end of it!
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