High Noon

And as for you, I don't like anybody to put
his hands on me unless I want him to.

And I don't like you to...anymore.
Our text today
is from Malachi, chapter four.

''For, behold, the day cometh, that shall burn
as an oven; and all the proud, yea, and all..''

I'm sorry, parson,
I don't want to disturb the services...

You already have. You don't
come to this church very often, marshal,

and today
you didn't see fit to be married here.

What can be so important
to bring you here now?

I need help.
It's true, I haven't been a churchgoing man,
and maybe that's a bad thing.

I didn't get married here today
because my wife is a Quaker,

but I came here for help
because there are people here.

I'm sorry, marshal
Say what you have to say.

Maybe some of you already know it
but if you don't...

It looks like Frank Miller
is coming back on a noon train.

I need all the specialdeputies I can get.
Well, what are we waiting for?
Let's go.
Hold it a minute, hold it!
Before we rush out into something
that isn't so pleasant,

let's make sure we know
what this is all about.

What I want to know is this: ain't it true
that Kane ain't no longer a marshal?