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.
