McComb: Not much else to do - mine shut down, town wearin' black crepe.
Telegrapher: Yeah, it's gettin' ugly. Lotta bad feelin' buildin' up towards your friend, Maverick.
McComb: Well, why Maverick? King flooded the mines.
Telegrapher: Maverick started it and they blame him. It don't take long for hungry men to turn violent - and when that happens they'll go after his scalp first.