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The Narrator:
The weary gunfighter walked slowly through the saloon. The long miles from Cheyenne had taken their toll.
The Gunfighter:
Who's sayin' that stuff?
The Narrator:
He scanned the room with a suspicious eye. Years on the run from the law had taught him that a tough man could get out of a situation, but a smart man never gets himself into one.
The Gunfighter:
Please quit doin' that. I just want to have a shot of whiskey in peace.
The Narrator:
But the gunfighter would find no peace for the Henderson boys were waiting in the corner to kill him for the $200 bounty on his head.
The Gunfighter:
Is that true? Are you boys tryin' to kill me like this voice is sayin'?
Tommy Henderson:
Ah, no...
The Narrator:
...lied the oldest Henderson boy.
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