The soundtrack hurtles on as the stagecoach arrives in town. Cows are everywhere. Each way you turn, there is another cow. A man checks his pocket watch, walks towards another man, and says that it's past four and they should start their auction before the buyers get more "nervous." The Marshal is nervous. He's got a bad feeling about the auction. Dawson and his father unpack the coach. They look to the left, where a woman yells, "Lincoln!" He turns and runs toward her: "Mother!" Pause. "Jake!" Hugs all around. Teasing. Faux-matronly prodding about "Lincoln's" height. A bell is rung. The Watch Man launches the cattle auction. But wait! A bandit has wrestled his way into town. The Marshal whisper-yells, "King Fisher." Alfred Molina comes riding up. He wears all black, because he's a bad guy. The Marshal asks what he wants. King Fisher responds, "I've come for my beefs." Isn't that a double-edged line of dialogue? Does he mean cows, or does he mean beefs? Is he mad at someone, or looking for his dinner? Blah. They try to tell King Fisher he can bid on the auction. King responds, "I bid fifty." Of what, you may ask? Well, men, of course. Then the bandit army blazes over the dusty trail. Hi-yah. The Watch Man is stunned. It's a nasty piece of business. The Bandit Army draws their weapons on the entire town. Lincoln and his brother, mother, and father look desperately around for one another, but everyone gets separated in the crowd. King Fisher explains to the Marshal that he's the law. He's taking his "beefs" home. The Marshal says, "I can't let you take these cattle." The bandits' response? Yeah, they start shooting. They shoot everyone. Mothers. Fathers. Ranchers. Innocents. Children. The horses freak out. People run around screaming. Dawson watches as King Fisher executes his mother and father. Bodies are strewn everywhere. A bandit walks up and rips the necklace from Lincoln's mother's neck. Lincoln remains pinned under his dead brother. The bandits pillage. Then they ride off with their "beefs." Poor Dawson is left behind with a "beef" of his own. Thirty seconds ago he was reunited with his mother and horsing around with his brother; then, in a matter of minutes, he's lying pinned under his brother's dead body as he watches his entire family gunned down by bandits. Oh. How. Dramatic.