Get down off them horses. I don't favor lookin' up to the likes of you...That's better. You should be crawlin'. Cherry, I sent you out after three of 'em. You brought back two.

Bill Kelsey figured he'd rather fight. Made a good one of it for a while.

Laredo, Teeler, you signed on for the drive and you signed on to finish it.

That's right, we did.

You stole beans and flour, and cartridges. Besides bein' deserters, you're common thieves.

The law might see it different...

I'm the law. You're a thief! You too, Teeler. Anything more?

I know what you're gonna do to us, but first I wanna tell ya somethin'.

Go ahead.

You're crazy. You've been drinkin' and you ain't been sleepin'. If you ain't crazy, you're a skin close to it.

You through?

No. You wanna get this herd to market. Well, so do all of us. There's a good way to Abilene, but you won't listen to that. No. You want to drive to Missouri when you got the high, low, and jack against ya. I ain't through yet. This herd don't belong to you. It belongs to every poor hopin' and prayin' cattleman in the whole wide state. I shouldn't have run away. I should've stayed and put a bullet in ya. I signed a pledge, sure, but you ain't the man I signed it with.

You finished?

Yeah. Now you can get your Bible and read over us after you shoot us.

I'm gonna hang ya.

No. No, you're not.

What?

You're not going to hang them.

Who'll stop me?

I will.