CAPTAIN: Send out a recruitment crew. Put up some posters. The deserters weren’t worth their hides anyway.
SHERIFF: Easy for you to say, Captain. Why don’t you lend me some of *your* guards?
CAPTAIN: No go. They’re out escorting the king on a hunt this week.
GUARD: I have to feed our inmates. Do you have the keys --
SHERIFF: I’ll come along.
SHERIFF: Eleven guards --
GUARD: Ten. One’s a janitor.
SHERIFF: -- to patrol a city of four thousand.