Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

In my mind, my mother was a banker,

I don't work for you.

it adds three weeks to the trip the way they're moving.

It hides in tall grass, waiting...

- I'm going to hold up here for three days.

Put your finger beside the trigger.

And barely whispered...

- You don't decide these things.

- How far west we gotta go to get a better crossing?

We can handle it from here.

and he's gonna chase you down the street

- You do what you want. I'm heading west.

and there ain't no wall around that reservation, neither.

One for me. One for you.

- Hm. The President could probably use it. [clicks tongue]

- Then come take 'em.

Hey, we got work to do.

Thank you for the help.

You try this one.

I do worry about your gun fighting skills, though.

So, I killed with my pistol.

- These damn horses...

Beyond it is no man's land and that's where we're going...

[horses nickering and whinnying]

between here and West Texas?

[horse whinnies in distance]

and I looked behind me, the wilderness was gone.