From Variety:
“… not murdered…”
I loved the way he pointed the gun at whomever he was addressing.
Better yet (to me, at least) was the way he used the gun barrel to shove his hat up on his head while speaking that immortal line—with his finger inside the trigger guard. All it would have taken would have been for one of the cardboard tombstones to fall against his lag, and . . . bye-bye, Officer Kelton!