Ossie Grimes is the name, sheriff.
Down from Oklahoma to prove again
that the sins of the fathers...

...are visited on the sons.
That's true in Texas just like any place.

The Southwest will be
a better place when I'm finished.

Well, I'm July Johnson, Mr. Grimes.
I'm the one that sent for you.

This here is my deputy,
Roscoe Bookbinder.

- Glad to know you.
- Howdy.

Known him all his life.
Born in a hogan north of El Paso.

- A fine boy.
- Fine, fine.

Well, first off, sheriff, I'd like to see
the subjects, if you don't mind.

- The what?
- What? The... The subjects.

- The prisoners?
- In my professiĆ³n, they're subjects.

In my jail, they're nothing.
Follow me.
Here they are, Mr. Grimes,
all ready for you.

Well, I'd have to say now...
I wonder if you fellas
would move forward a little...

:17:24 the bars.
Would you come forward?

All right, do what the man says.
Well, sheriff, seems like to me
you got four good necks here...

...that ought to snap pretty good.
I'm just not quite sure about this one.

How much do you weigh, son?
- I don't know.
- You don't know?

Well, maybe it'll be all right.
I always like to do a nice clean job.

Usually when I have a lightweight...
...I strap on a 50-pound bag of sand,
get some weight on him...

...and then that neck:
Just like that.
How do you feel about it all, son?