Undertaker Hawkins:
Very sad affair...but it's the best night's business we've had for some time. I can make a very attractive club rate for six.

Marshal John Tetheroe:
Well, Silver, you can lock up now. The corpus delicti have been identified and Hawkins here offers a very good club rate -- six coffins, no flowers, no mourners.

Undertaker Hawkins:
Good afternoon, gentlemen. Am I wrong or are my services required?

Bret Ivers:
You get around fast, don't you?

Undertaker Hawkins:
In my profession, it pays to keep one's ear attuned to the bark of a six-gun.