Tigrero, a.k.a. Loco:
No - if you want me to kill him, put a good price on his head.
Pollicut:
You ought to do this for nothin'! It's in your own interest, Loco. Have you forgotten who he is?
Tigrero, a.k.a. Loco:
I know him. He picks a fight, and when somebody draws, then, he shoots them!
[chuckles]
Tigrero, a.k.a. Loco:
Then the law calls it "self-defence". Now, I'm no fool... he's too fast for me.
Pollicut:
But you're the man he's here to get. He's paid by Pauline. He'll pick a fight with you.
Tigrero, a.k.a. Loco:
I can control my temper; he won't shoot off my thumbs.
[wiggles his thumb in front of Pollicut, who cringes]
Tigrero, a.k.a. Loco:
Uh-uh. And he ain't gonna kill me in self-defence, either.
[chuckles]
Tigrero, a.k.a. Loco:
What did you want to get rid of Pauline's husband for? I shot him 'cause that's what you paid me for, but nothin' more. If you want people shot, you pay.
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