Bret: I dropped by here about 2 o'clock this morning and nobody around.
Sheriff: Guess you're used to these big city jails, we close up around midnight. What happened to your face?
Bret: It got hit, Sheriff, that's why I'm here.
Sheriff: 'Fraid some of you big city boys just naturally rub people the wrong way. You go gettin' into fights, there's not much I can do about it.
Bret: Well, let's say two men jump me in my own room and work me over pretty good with their fists and their boots - and take 42 hundred and seventy dollars of my money. You think you can do somethin' about that!?