Older Ranger: (hesitantly watching King Fisher and two men approach) King Fisher... What?s your business here?
John King Fisher: I've come for my beaves.
Older Ranger: This is a public auction, Fisher. You?re welcome to bid when the time comes.
John King Fisher: I bid fifty.
Auctioneer: (confused) Fifty what?
John King Fisher: Fifty of them.
(fifty of Fisher?s bandits ride in behind him, weapons drawn)
Older Ranger: (afraid) I can't let you take these cattle.
John King Fisher: Draw!
(Fishers bandits slaughter everyone)