- [first lines]
- [Lucas rides down an ominously deserted street]
- Lucas McCain: What's going on, Micah?
- Marshal Micah Torrance: Dan Maury's in there.
- Lucas McCain: I thought you sent him to Yuma prison five years ago.
- Marshal Micah Torrance: I did, but they let him out. Cripplin' my arm five years ago wasn't bad enough - now he's here to kill me.