Logan:
You the one who was attacked by the grizzly?
Red Beard:
I'm the one that survived.
Logan:
I'd like to buy this man a drink.
Red Beard:
What's your name, mister?
[Logan sticks an arrow in the man's hand]
Logan:
It's Logan. And that's a poison broadhead, which, last I heard, was illegal. Go ahead, ask me where I found it. Ask me.
Red Beard:
Where did you find it?
Logan:
Well, funny you should ask. I pulled it out of the back a grizzly. Whoever shot it, didn't have wind or the balls to track the animal properly and put it out of its misery. Instead of dropping a lethal dose of the poison it bled into the bear, made him crazy, killed five people.
Red Beard:
I don't know what you're talking about. Because I don't dip my arrows in anything.
Logan:
In that case, you got nothing to worry about.
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