High Noon
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:26:01
No, sir.
It's going to be quite a sight to see.

:26:13
# My eyes have seen the glory
of the coming of the Lord

:26:17
#He's trampling out the vintage
where the grapes of wrath are stored

:26:21
# He has loosed the fruitful lightening
of His terrible swift sword

:26:25
# His truth is marching home
:26:29
# Glory, glory, halleluja
Glory, glory, halleluja

:26:36
# Glory, glory
:26:39
#Halleluja
His truth is marching home

:26:46
# He has sonded forth the trumpet
that shall never call retreat

:26:49
# He is shifting out the hearts of men
before His judgement seat

:27:05
- Will, I just heard...
- Hello.

:27:08
You can count on me,
you know that, don't you?

:27:11
- I was figuring I could.
- You cleaned this town up.

:27:14
You made it fit
for women and kids to live in.

:27:16
Miller or nobody else'll never
drag it down again.

:27:18
- I hoped people'd feel that way.
- What other way is there?

:27:22
- How many men you got Lined up?
- None yet.

:27:29
Well, you better get going, man.
I'll be back in 10 minutes.


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