Wiley:
If you're lookin' for hard-ridin', Injun-fightin' whiskey drinkin' mulepackers, then by *God* you've got one!
Maj. Amos Dundee:
What in the hell am I supposed to do with you?
Sgt. Gomez:
He's the biggest drunk, but the best mule packer in the Territory, sir.
Maj. Amos Dundee:
What's your name?
Wiley:
Wiley.
Maj. Amos Dundee:
All right, Wiley. Make your mark.
Wiley:
Whiskey?
Maj. Amos Dundee:
All you can drink...
[Wiley signs the contract]
Maj. Amos Dundee:
...when you've earned it. Sergeant, take him to a cell and dry him out.
[Sergeant Gomez escorts Wiley out of the room]
Wiley:
Well! I ain't never seen anything like this before!
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