Let me get this straight, you come to our town, you trample our crops, you interrupt our private engagement, now you want to leave???

Boys, it saddens me that I must punish you for your transgressions.

So by the order of the Pottsville Chamber of Commerce, I find you GUILTY of:

Tresspassing, destruction of property, disturbing the peace, and Murrrrrdurrrrrr! (Oh, no, not murder)!

But for those other crimes, I sentence you to: a few hours of manual labor.

Ah, what a wonderful harvest!