I believe that bear was wearing people’s clothes.
Like being in one of them damn zoos.
You read those in a book, or you just make ’em up as you go?
Reminds me of this fella I used to know. Fell off a five-story building. Passed each floor on the way down, people inside heard him say : “So far, so good!” He’s dead now.
I’ve always been lucky with one-eyed jacks.
And you’ll be murdered – by the world’s greatest lover.
Go on home, polish your rifles. Maybe the glint ‘ll scare ’em off.
Pretty. I mean good. Your shooting is good. Do it again.
I didn’t wanna kill him. He shouldn’t ‘a touched my guns.
Our paths cross again. To what do I owe the pleasure?
Is there money in it?
And who’s she?
Well, I do have an affinity for shiny things.
Is it difficult?
We will never cross paths again.
I’m sure the undertaker will get some good business out of this.
Allow me to show you something.
