You're spookin' the cattle.
She a redhead? I like redheads.
City folk.
Once you steal something, you spend your whole life fighting to keep it.
Derek... I-I feel so weak... I think...I'm...
No. You'll live, Odette. The vow I made was for you.
I know. I love you, Derek. [dies]
Odette? Odette! [Breaks down in grief and anger] I made the vow for her. Do you hear? THE VOW I MADE WAS FOR HER!
No need to shout!
Don't let her die.
Is that a threat?
Don't you dare let her die!
Oh, it is a threat.
You're the only one with the power! Now, do it!
Only if you defeat...me!
Every night you ask the same question.
No! No!
And every night I give you the same answer...
DON'T!
...I'll die first.
You know... you are really starting to bug me!
I would think you'd be use to it by now.
THAT'S IT! Just keep pushing it! But someday I'm gonna BOIL OVER!
I came to get your offer, Ryker.
I'm not dealing with you. Where's Starrett?
You're dealing with me, Ryker.
I got no quarrel with you, Shane. You walk out now and no hard feelings.
What's your offer, Ryker?
To you, not a thing.
That's too bad.
Too bad?
Yeah, you've lived too long. Your kind of days are over.
My days! What about yours, gunfighter?
The difference is I know it.
All right. So we'll all turn in our six-guns to the bartender. We'll all start hoeing spuds. Is that it?
Not quite yet. [to Wilson] We haven't heard from your friend here.
I wouldn't push too far if I were you. Our fight ain't with you.
It ain't with me, Wilson?
No it ain't, Shane.
I wouldn't pull on Wilson, Shane. [to Will Atkey] Will, you're a witness to this.
So you're Jack Wilson.
What's that mean to you, Shane?
I've heard about you.
And what've you heard, Shane?
I've heard that you're a low-down Yankee liar.
Prove it.
RykerL [from the bar to Wilson and Morgan, watching Grafton going into the store] I like Starrett too. But I'll kill him if I have to. I tell you, I'll kill him if I have to.
You mean I'll kill him if you have to. [Morgan chuckles]
Just get Starrett in here. It wouldn't take much to bait him. [He moves to the saloon doors and looks out and sees Shipstead and Torrey approaching]
Well lookey here........lookey here.... [Wilson, curious, joins him at the saloon door followed by Ryker]
Why don't we just gun him and get on with it? One of them's run already. It won't take much to stampede the rest.
Remember, Wilson, this has gotta look right to Grafton.
Hey! Come here!
I wouldn't go over there if I were you.
Nobody's gonna buffalo me. [to Wilson] What can I do for you?
And where d'you think your goin'?
To get a whisky.
Torrey! Torrey!
They tell me they call you Stonewall.
There anything wrong with that?
It's just funny. I guess they named a lot of that Southern trash after old Stonewall.
Who'd they name you after, or would you know?
I'm saying that Stonewall Jackson was trash himself. Him and Lee and all the rest of them rebs. You too.
Your nothing but a low-down lyin' Yankee!
Prove it.[Wilson shoots Torrey]
One less sodbuster.


