(the Marshal is killed during a poker game)
Bart: My problem is right here on the poker table. Now, the Marshal raised me a hundred dollars and I called with my horse and saddle. Correct? And I have here, three pretty little two's. What does he have?
Mayor: Uh, just a minute! Heck claimed that pot and died untested. I must assume custody until rightful ownership is legally established.
Bart: We can establish that by merely looking at his cards.
Mayor: Impossible! And speaking of custody, your indebtedness and your lack of any visible means of support suggest vagrancy.
Bart: Mr. Mayor, are you threatening me?
Bart: You're prepared to take me into custody too, um?
Bart: Unless I take the job of Marshal, right?
Bart: And if I do accept the job, do I get to see the hand?
Mayor: Ah-hah. As Marshal, it'd be part of your, uh … legitimate investigation.