High Noon

I can't believe I've heard
some of the things said here.

You ought to be ashamed of yourselves.
We paid this man,
and he was the best marshal we ever had.

It ain't his trouble, it's ours.
If we don't do what's right,
we're gonna have more trouble.

There ain't but one thing to do,
and you all know what that is.

- Go ahead, Kibbee.
- This thing has been handled wrong.

Those three killers
walking the streets bold as brass...

Why didn't you put them in jail
where they ought to be?

Then we'd only have Miller to worry about.
I haven't anything to arrest them for.
They haven't done anything.

There's no law against them
sitting on a bench at the depot.

I can't listen to any more of this.
What's the matter with you people?

Remember when a decent woman
couldn't walk down the street in broad daylight?

When this wasn't a fit place
to bring up a child?

How can you sit and talk, and talk,
and talk like this?

What are we getting so excited about?
How do we know Miller's on that train?

We can be pretty sure he's on it.
Time's getting short.

- Parson, you got anything to say?
- I don't know.

The commandment says
''thou shalt not kill''

but we hire men to do it for us.
The right and the wrong
seem pretty clear here,

but if I should tell my people
to go out and kill,

and maybe get themselves killed, I'm sorry,
I don't know what to say. I'm sorry.

All right, I'll say this.
What this town owes Will Kane, it can never
pay with money. Don't forget it.

He's the best marshal we've ever had,
and maybe the best we'll ever have.

So if Miller comes back here today,
it's our problem, not his.

It's our problem
because this is our town.

We made it with our own hands,
out of nothing.

If we want to keep it decent
we gotta think mighty clear today.

We gotta have the courage to do what is right,
no matter how hard it is.