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Thought I told you not to run|them sheep on my land!
It's my land, Garrett.
He's right, Mr. Garrett.
Santa Fe Ring law?
Something wrong with that harness.
You rotten son of a bitch.
- You try your luck, Eno.|- You miss more than anybody else does.
I'll bet on it.
You want the breast or the thigh?
What he always gets.
I want a breast and a thigh.
- Who is it?|- Get down!
Goddamn, that's Garrett.
- Good to see you.|- Good seeing you.
- Hey, Billy!|- Who's this you got with you?
- Is that right, Pat?|- Ain't that right, Pat?
I know one's waiting on you, hoss,|with a knife.
That one you got up and asked|how much you owed.
And she said,|"Whatever you think it's worth."
You threw a dime on her pillow.
Glrl said, " If that's all it's worth,|I might as well sew it up."
Son of a bitch.|Come on, I'll buy you a drink.
Maybe it's the other way around.
Jesus, don't you get stale|around here, Bill?
Maybe a year or so down in Mexico|will do you some good.
I didn't figure you'd bother|to make a ride out here.
Shit, you know me better than that.
He drowned in the Rio Grande.
Trying to get to that old Mex|you're talking about.
He took two of the posse with him.
I'm sorry to hear that.
We did have some times, didn't we?
You want it straight?
If that's what you're here for.
...wants you gone.
Out of the country.
I'm asking you.
But in five days, I'm making you.
Sheriff Pat Garrett.
Sold out to the Santa Fe Rlng.
How does it feel?
...feels like times have changed.
Hey, why don't you stick around.
We got a few days left, ain't we?
No, I gotta get back.
Don't press your luck.
Why don't you kill him.
He's my friend.
Get on up, Billy.|You hear what I'm saying?
I ain't making no money|watching you boys sleep.
You like to waste the best part|of the damn day.
- I'm just scratching.|- Chisum's cattle is waiting.
Oh, let them wait.
I hate a son of a bitch that gets up|noisy and full of himself.
I ain't in this for my health, hateful.
- Pat ain't gonna like this.|- What?
Coming down hard on him|the day after he got his new badge.
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