The White Buffalo

Abel Pinkney:
When you get through planting them two, I got three more customers (bodies) for you inside the coach. And I believe they got enough money to pay for their own box.

Amos Bixby:
That's right kindly of you, Abel. You better lay them out in the snow until I get back. That will keep them fresh.

[after their stagecoach is attacked, Hickok and Pickney check for casualties]

Wild Bill Hickok:
This lady's walkin' the streets of glory.

Abel Pinkney:
God damn! Blue Whistler musta caught her right in the third eye.

Wild Bill Hickok:
What are Crows doin' in Sioux territory?

Charlie Zane:
Probably heard about the white buff on the moccassin telegraph.

[first lines]

Amos Bixby:
In September of 1874 Wild Bill Hickcock came back to the Old West. I didn't place him then because he was wearing a different name and he had a strange bee in his bonnet, a deadly dream that was eating out his soul. A nightmare that he had to hunt down and face up to before it turned him into a raving maniac. I oughta know. I was there.