Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

By us, at personal peril.

- Yeah. - What would he want?

My wife and children are in Louisville, Kentucky.

My father's last words there in Vienna,

Unless you kill a guest.

shot straight to the brain.

I know the road to Spearfish.

Do you know who I was bidding against?

You were a marshal in Kansas?

I never thought he'd live long enough for me to meet him.

It's only Wild Bill Hickok

except next round's on the house.

He told me before he passed out.

I had to go all our 20,000 to turn Farnum away.

Hurry up and get finished!

End result, Tim's just about got his claim sold to EB Farnum.

- You got any other guns? - No, I don't got any more.

That's a deal, you loud-mouthed cocksucker!

That's where we partnered up.

When something's not my affair, I don't pretend it is.

I'm sorry as hell about your shoulder.

Oughtn't take but a couple days, he ain't got much sand.

Wait on Mary. I got a third eight under there.

16,000, that's 2,000 profit standing over a drink.

'cause you're leaving Montana anyways!

much as I don't want more people getting their throats cut,

We got boots to sell you.

So prospect in him till Dan brings the Chinaman.

I felt that way sometimes after a kill.

- Charlie Utter. - Tom Nuttall, Charlie.

stays in hands whether he's holding cards or not.

- Why'd I even ask, huh? - (laughs)

- How you doing, Trixie? - I told him, don't beat on me, Doc!

Taking goods there to open a hardware business, me and my partner.

Indians killing white people?

Where? How many dead?

That's the sewer mouth that follows Hickok around.

I know word's circulating,

Did you see the massacre or not?

(loudly) You're saying a family is massacred by Indians

Then Sabbaths I preach Christ crucified and raised from the dead.

The Lord is our final comfort,

That's who to notify if this thing goes wrong.