Mr. Oury, am I hearing you right? Are you talking about giving Arizona back to the Indians?
That's one way of saying it, Phoebe.
Like Oury says, it's better to leave what we built here than get our bones picked clean by buzzards.
What did you ever build?
Now, the prisoner at the bar, the charge against you is that you up and blowed the head plumb off of Gus Modesko. In consequence of which said shooting said Gus is deader than blazes. Are you guilty or not guilty?
Well, Judge, I don't reckon I could say not guilty when everybody seen me do it.
Now what in tunket made you act like that, Joe?
Drinking. Just drinking.
Well the verdict of this here tribunal is that Joe Briggs is fined five dollars for disturbing the peace. The court is hereby adjourned to Lazarus Ward's Bar where said fine will duly be disposed of.
Now sometime before morning, I'm going to let off both barrels of this shotgun right at you. I don't know just what time it'll happen...whenever my finger gets to itching too much. But you can depend on it. You're gonna have a double hole blown clear through you. Maybe ten minutes, maybe two hours. All you have to do is sit comfortable until I think it's the right time.