Goddamn bunch of cutthroats. Oh, shit. Boy, they'd leave me belly-up out here if they knew I was getting ready to run. [Ruby walks past without acknowledging him] Don't you make a noise when you walk?

Uh-uh.

Hey, wait a minute. You got yourself all done up, Ruby. What are you up to? Here. Oh, no you don't. Uh-uh. Ain't no trading today, Ruby. And not no more, neither. You folks gone too far. Trooper been snooping around. Air Force been through here twice. You folks have to go rob a goddamn Air Force PX for God's sakes.

We're hungry. No one comes through back there anymore.

What did you get?

Whiskey and radios. I ain't got nothing to eat.

I'm sorry, Ruby. I know you're starving, but I ain't got nothing else to trade. I got no more gas, no more cartridges, no more food. And the folks in Corn Creek have cut me off already. They even talked of blocking off this whole section and marching the National Guard through, see what they can find. You coyotes better watch your p's and q's for a spell.

Take me with you.

What?

So that's it. You want to get out. Do you think you could pass out there with the regular folks? You don't know a knife and fork from your five fingers. And you stink like a horse.

You're getting out. You take me, too.

Does the pack know you're doing this? Does Jupiter know? Why, he'd cut you to pieces if I told him you were going over the hill.

If my pa knew you was getting out, he'd rip your lungs out.

Big Bob Carter

Hello? Anybody around?

Get in here. That'll be the State Troopers. They'll toss you in jail and throw the key up a wild sow's ass and holler, "Suey!"