Yen Sun
You look like trouble.
'Doc: Trouble? I'm a poet, with flowers of all things.
Yen Sun
And a gun... it's a big gun.
It's a big town. Come on Yen, all I want is a chance.
You look like trouble.
'Doc: Trouble? I'm a poet, with flowers of all things.
And a gun... it's a big gun.
It's a big town. Come on Yen, all I want is a chance.
They'll chase after us.
I'm used to that.
Dear Governor Axe-tell...
Axtell.
Right. I've heard that you will give 200 dollars for my head. Perhaps we should meet and talk. I am at the Juarez village at the border. Send 3 men, and instruct them not to shoot, as I am unarmed. In short, Sir; I surrender. Your obedient servant William H. Bonney. P.S. I changed my mind. Kiss my ass."