- [first lines]
- Fuzzy Q. Jones: Hey, here's an empty sack and here's a list of what to put in it.
- Marshal Cheyenne Davis: Fuzzy, your list is just like a letter; it always starts out the same.
- Fuzzy Q. Jones: Oh, you mean sort of, "Dear Sir"?
- Marshal Cheyenne Davis: No - six plugs of chewin' tobacco.
- Fuzzy Q. Jones: Well, I gotta have some kind of stimulant.
- Marshal Cheyenne Davis: Don't I know you, you old buzzard. But if those hills come through with what I think they will, we'll both have all the stimulant we want. And it won't be tobacco.
- Fuzzy Q. Jones: Well, Mister, throwin' away my ginger beer is right wasteful of my invigoration.
- Gang Leader Decker, aka Dude Bracken: And you're wasteful of conversation. From now on, get to the point!