This is a take on the old “cop doesn’t like how things went down so he slams down his badge on the captain’s desk and walks off” scene.
Except it is a judge instead of a captain, but he’s a higher authority figure so he’ll do.
Gunther doesn’t really want to, he’s been a deputy for over forty years. But he’s loyal.
But to be funny, I have him struggle to take his star off. It gets stuck. Won’t come off. The judge gets tired waiting.
I’ve had moments like that. Someone does something dramatic and does it so flawlessly. I try to do the same and get no cooperation whatsoever.
After the courtroom cleared out, Slade confronted Sampson.
“What the hell are you doing?” Slade asked, his voice raspier than ever.
“Marshal, I hate this as much as you do but the Governor has the right to issue pardons and once he does there’s absolutely nothing I can do about it. Take it up with him.”
Slade, man of action that he was, ripped the star off his shirt, slammed it down on the Judge’s bench, and stormed out of the courtroom.
“Slade!” the Judge called after him. “Don’t be ridiculous! This town needs you!!!”
Gunther’s stomach churned. The idea of leaving a job he held most of his life was unsettling, as was the idea of being disloyal to Slade.
“I don’t reckon there’s some kind of generous retirement payment for a man who’s held the position of Deputy Marshal for over forty years, is there?”
“Not that I…
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