Teddy Roosevelt: Sheriff Garrett, do you expect me to 

believe you bested the Kid?

Garrett nods agreement, head bowed, rocking back and 

forth, as if to say I had a hard time with that one myself.

Garrett: Conventions, Mister President. I was standin' on 

convention and on the edge at that...my religion, my few 

acres of land, my wife and family, a job, a future as a 

respected member of convention...standin' in the 

presence of non-convention in Billy feelin' a strong 

passion for the need to exceed all convention and follow 

a notion he is the human and I am not. And as the scene 

ends, organ music signals an important moment.