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"So you are incapable of harming the man?" asked  Bullock.

"I didn't say I couldn't harm the man," I replied, I can beat the crap out of him...Just not kill him is all." The sheriff stopped and looked at me, then slowly shook his head. "I'm still chewing on everything you told me."

"What's the matter sheriff, still don't believe me?"

"Oh I believe you son...Don't know why, but I do. I look at you and your friend and shake my head. I'd like to believe the good Lord sent you here for a reason, not sure what it might be, but I'm a patient man.

"Well Sheriff," I replied, just keep him off our backs." The sheriff stopped again, then slapped me once on the shoulder.

"I'll trust you to your word son, I'll do what I can over Swearingen, but I can't promise anything.

"I hear you sheriff," I replied, "But I will not be screwed with."

I told everyone what the sheriff and Caleb told me, which involved a lot of laughing, but all agreed Deadwood was off limits.

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