You know - we've all seen it.
The one where the town is besieged by bad guys. They're being knocked off one at a time. It looks hopeless.
Then …
The old Sheriff, recently run out of town by an ungrateful mob, is sent a telegraph.
"Come back, we need you"
He rides in, guns slung low, his jet black horse prancing down the main street.
There's hope in the eyes of the faces peering out from behind half closed curtains.
He's back.
The bad guys see him ride in from afar.
They look hesitant. But hell, there's more of them. They'll just carry on riding rough shod over the town.
They start to move - one last show down.
Commercial break!
The one where the town is besieged by bad guys. They're being knocked off one at a time. It looks hopeless.
Then …
The old Sheriff, recently run out of town by an ungrateful mob, is sent a telegraph.
"Come back, we need you"
He rides in, guns slung low, his jet black horse prancing down the main street.
There's hope in the eyes of the faces peering out from behind half closed curtains.
He's back.
The bad guys see him ride in from afar.
They look hesitant. But hell, there's more of them. They'll just carry on riding rough shod over the town.
They start to move - one last show down.
Commercial break!
