[The surviving gunmen are preparing to ride out of the village.]
Old Man: You could e-stay, you know.They would not be sorry to have you e-stay.
Chris Adams: They won't be sorry to see us go, either.
Old Man: (nods) The fighting is over. Your work is done. For them, each season has its tasks. If there were a season for gratitude, they'd show it more.
Vin: We didn't get any more than we expected, old man.
Old Man: Only the farmers have won. They remain forever. They are like the land itself. You helped rid them of Calvera the way a strong wind helps rid them of locusts. You are like the wind, blowing across the land and... passing on. Vaya con Dios.
Chris: Adios.
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