Clay McCord : Your boy has busted up the town and shot a man. I'm going to have to keep him in jail until the circuit judge rides through in a few days.
Linc McCurdy : I don't have a few days. I've got cattle to drive through to Tucson.
Sergeant Hapgood Tasker : You can always hire a few men in town.
Linc McCurdy : If I have to pay wages, *I* am the one who decides who I pay them to. Now I want my men out of jail!
Clay McCord : We don't always get what we want.
Linc McCurdy : Well, that's where you're wrong. We McCurdys do!