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 | GOLL DANG IT Clem! You know I don't like comin' to town. | |
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| HOO WHEE Jane!Stop yer gritchin'.We got to sell our injun scalps somewheres,and this town'll do good as any. | |
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| Well,the wagon is a bit overloaded with scalps,I'll be glad for the money and to be rid of the smell...it smells like dead possum butt goll dang it! | |
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| This scalp dealer pays top dollar too Jane.HOO WHEE!We can resupply our blankets and whiskey and go visit the tailor. | |
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| Why in the world would we visit the tailor Clem? | |
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| I held off on tellin' ya Jane,but last winter I gave him 150 scalps to make me a hairshirt and it's ready!HOO-WHEE! | |
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