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John Millbourne:
Well, looks like we hit it big this time, son.
Bob, as a boy:
Good as you figured?
John Millbourne:
Yeah, the deeper we go, the better she gets.
Bob, as a boy:
Th-then I guess we're rich!
John Millbourne:
Well, we'll have all we'll ever want, and more, too.
Bob, as a boy:
Then maybe I can have a horse all my own - and a gun!
John Millbourne:
Well, you can have horse is all right, but I don't like guns, 'cept for huntin'.
Bob, as a boy:
Yeah, but everyone packs a gun around here.
John Millbourne:
Well, that's 'cause this is a new territory, but there'll be law and order here long before you'll be ready to shoot.
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