Dunston:
Smart guys, all of ya! For twenty dollars, he tells us which way Will Sabre went... well, he could tell somebody about us for twenty more.
[to man he just shot in the back]
Dunston:
Will Sabre thinks he's the last of the fast guns, but we know different, you and me. Ashes to ashes, friend.
[kicks dirt onto the man's face]
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