[first lines]
John Shanssey:
[lighting a cigar as Ed and his gangmen enter the saloon]
Hello Ed.
Ed Bailey:
Where's Doc Holiday?
John Shanssey:
Over at the hotel more than likely. He's been expecting you...
Ed Bailey:
Get word over there I'm waitin' for him.
John Shanssey:
No need to do that Ed, the whole town knows you're waitin' for him by now. Before there's another killing...
Ed Bailey:
You just go on servin' your watered down liquor, and keep outta my business Shanssey.
John Shanssey:
Your brother came in here stinkin' drunk spoilin' for a fight; he drew a gun on Holiday.
Ed Bailey:
[demandingly ordering the bartender]
Whiskey, over there.
[points at the table]
John Shanssey:
Huh, have it your way Ed. Check your guns if ya wanna stay here.
Ed Bailey:
[he and his gangmen gruffly leave their guns and holsters on the bar and sit down at a table]
Leave the bottle.
[pours whiskeys all around]
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