Henchman Slade:
You get anything out of Cimarron yet?
Henchman Rankin:
No, not a thing. We've done everything we can.
Henchman Slade:
Well, I'm through foolin' with him.
[Slade and Rankin approach Cimarron, who is tied to a post]
Henchman Slade:
This is your last chance, old-timer. Tell us where the treasure is and we'll turn you loose.
Cimarron Dobbs:
I ain't talkin'.
[Slade slaps Cimarron's face]
Cimarron Dobbs:
Why, you yellow polecat! If I wasn't tied up this way, I'd cram a six-shooter down your throat... butt first!
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