Abel Pinkney:
When you get through planting them two, I got three more customers (bodies) for you inside the coach. And I believe they got enough money to pay for their own box.
Amos Bixby:
That's right kindly of you, Abel. You better lay them out in the snow until I get back. That will keep them fresh.
[after their stagecoach is attacked, Hickok and Pickney check for casualties]
Wild Bill Hickok:
This lady's walkin' the streets of glory.
Abel Pinkney:
God damn! Blue Whistler musta caught her right in the third eye.
Wild Bill Hickok:
What are Crows doin' in Sioux territory?
Charlie Zane:
Probably heard about the white buff on the moccassin telegraph.