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batmanschmatman) wrote2011-05-19 12:22 pm
batmanschmatman) wrote2011-05-19 12:22 pm
046 [video]
[Dick's pretty pleased with how things went down, but when he turns on the video feed, he's once again purely professional rather than omfg excited that they finally caught Rogers. That can wait until Rogers has been hanged.]
As of last night, former marshal and wanted murderer Henry Rogers, a.k.a. Marshal Thornbury, a.k.a. Mark Hoffman, James Muldoon, Frank Bisner and a list of other aliases about as long as my arm, has been caught and detained by myself, Marshal Kirk and Deputy Sheriff Grayson. He's currently under heavy guard awaiting transport back to Kentucky, where he will hang for the murder of a judge and another federal marshal.
Rest assured that he will also pay for his other crimes, including the murder of Miss Mercy Parker yesterday afternoon. I assume funeral services will be held in her honor, and I deeply regret that we were unable to stop Rogers before he committed this truly heinous act.
[Filtered to Town Doctors; backdated to last night]
I know it's late, but we've got two injured men here and - [There's some fairly indignant grumbling from someone who sounds a lot like Tim off camera that he's not injured and Dick needs to stop being such a mother, which Dick is totally ignoring and speaking over.] Two injured men here who need to be treated as soon as you're able, and I'm afraid neither Marshal Kirk nor myself know much in the way of medicine.
[There's some continued protesting which Dick finally turns and addresses before shutting the feed off.] Tim, you're letting a doctor look at that or so help me, I'm telling Pa about that time when you - [Click!]
[Private to Sheriff Prefect]
Thanks again for letting us keep him in the jail here for a while. We'll be out of your hair soon.
And so you're aware, Tim conducted himself with real grit and valor throughout the whole ordeal. You're lucky to have a man of his caliber as one of your deputies.
[Private to Eddie Russett]
How's that for a statement, Mr. Russett?
As of last night, former marshal and wanted murderer Henry Rogers, a.k.a. Marshal Thornbury, a.k.a. Mark Hoffman, James Muldoon, Frank Bisner and a list of other aliases about as long as my arm, has been caught and detained by myself, Marshal Kirk and Deputy Sheriff Grayson. He's currently under heavy guard awaiting transport back to Kentucky, where he will hang for the murder of a judge and another federal marshal.
Rest assured that he will also pay for his other crimes, including the murder of Miss Mercy Parker yesterday afternoon. I assume funeral services will be held in her honor, and I deeply regret that we were unable to stop Rogers before he committed this truly heinous act.
[Filtered to Town Doctors; backdated to last night]
I know it's late, but we've got two injured men here and - [There's some fairly indignant grumbling from someone who sounds a lot like Tim off camera that he's not injured and Dick needs to stop being such a mother, which Dick is totally ignoring and speaking over.] Two injured men here who need to be treated as soon as you're able, and I'm afraid neither Marshal Kirk nor myself know much in the way of medicine.
[There's some continued protesting which Dick finally turns and addresses before shutting the feed off.] Tim, you're letting a doctor look at that or so help me, I'm telling Pa about that time when you - [Click!]
[Private to Sheriff Prefect]
Thanks again for letting us keep him in the jail here for a while. We'll be out of your hair soon.
And so you're aware, Tim conducted himself with real grit and valor throughout the whole ordeal. You're lucky to have a man of his caliber as one of your deputies.
[Private to Eddie Russett]
How's that for a statement, Mr. Russett?
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[He laughs] You'll see where Gordon came from. You and he must have been close-way you shot.
[He moves the wrong way and winces] He teach you that shoulder shot?
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We worked together a few times. [There is a note of regret] Hell of a shot. What ever happened to his family? That girl of his was just a corn nubbin last I saw her.
[he groans again] Shoulder'll never work right again. Hope you're proud of yourself.
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And yeah, he might be the tiniest bit proud of himself.] Not like you'll have much use for it anyway.
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Ever look into some of his arrests?
Like I said, we worked together for awhile. When you were still riding your fucking pony. While you were suckin' on dime store candy he and I were out catching [his voice turns grim and real and honest] bad guys.
And he'd do whatever it took to catch those bad guys.
But I guess he might never have told you about Missouri.
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Man had a bigger body count then I do. They sent us after him and Rooster offered us a pretty sizable bribe.
I had misgivings [he didn't, not really] but Gordon took the money straight away and we split it evenly. Bought him that horse of his.
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Saw it. we picked it up on our way back through the territory.
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[He realizes the inaccuracy of this statement two steps too late-but he's too in to back out now.]
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You going to be happy?
That's how it starts. That maliciousness, that pleasure in watching the guilty die.
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You knew what I'd done.
What stopped you?
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You telling me you've never brought a man in dead.
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[he leers] would you do it?
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[He checks his watch. It's a gold watch, a gift from his father for joining the marshals-before he looks back at Dick.]
Gordon taught you well.
Wish I could have killed you both at the same damn time so that you could have seen how he died screaming.
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Riding back with you is gonna be fun.