the marshall's not here to cross you, mr. roden. your son's killer will get whata's coming to him. but according to law. i don't want law. i want justice. i want to see that murderer hanging from a limb. [dramatic music] roden! roden! [horse galloping] [gunshots]s] [gunshots] ha-ha. [gunshots] well.. you wanna keep fighting, it's all right with me. you make it right pleasurable. let her gogo - friend of yours? - she's my daughter. your manners need improving, ma'am. when you want something, say "please." - that any way to treat guests? - no cattlemen are guests. we ain't cattlemen, we're the law. (marshall) 'your father's under arrest.' - what for? - for rustlin'. - you call that rustling-- - that's the charge. now that we're all friends maybe you would like supper. mary's a real good cook. if she's as good at cooking as she is at ambushing what do we got to lose, huh? only our lives. there you are, honey. it's as clean as i can get it. what about that supper? i'm hungry. set the table. [dramatic music] marshall, i wonder if you'd give me a hand with my last will. (marshall) i guess