Ace Speck
Move it!
Dr King Schultz
My good man, did you simply get carried away with your dramatic gesture, or are you pointing that weapon at me with lethal intention?
Ace Speck
(**** rifle)
Last chance, fancy pants.
Dr Schultz
Oh very well. (drops his latern and draws his revolver, shooting Ace and Dicky's horse in the head, the latter falling under the rider and crushing his leg)
Dr Schultz
I'm sorry to put a bullet in your beast, but I didn't want you to do anything rash before you had a moment to come to your senses.
Dicky Speck
You goddamn son of a bitch! You shot Roscoe! And you killed Ace!
Dr Schultz
I only shot your brother once he threatened to shoot me, and I believe I have (counts slaves) one, two, three, four, five, six, seven witness who can attest to that fact.
Dicky Speck
My leg's busted!
Dr Schultz
(drily)
No doubt.
