El Gavilan:
Good morning, mister.
Jeff Dawson:
What do you want?
El Gavilan:
You haven't struck oil yet, senor.
Jeff Dawson:
What's it to you?
El Gavilan:
I only wish to tell you. It's dangerous.
Jeff Dawson:
Why?
El Gavilan:
They blow up many wells.
Jeff Dawson:
Oh, I see.
El Gavilan:
Perhaps the mister wants to prevent bandits from blowing up this well?
Jeff Dawson:
That'd be pretty hard to do. We have no guns.
El Gavilan:
You don't need a gun.
Jeff Dawson:
We also have no money.
El Gavilan:
Not even some money? Some little kind of money? Can't you get some? You got no friends? Who told you to dig here?
Jeff Dawson:
I bought a lease.
El Gavilan:
Ha! Then you have money and I want it!
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05/03/2025 alle ore 07:58
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