J.J. Foote:
Them tarnation gas buggies are an abomination to the Lord. Yea, verily, the love a man beareth for his horse ain't never gonna be replaced by no bucket of bolts! Noisy, smelly, new-fangled contraption. You expect to leave that stack of smokin' scrap iron here to offend the noses of honest horses?
Johnny Reach:
Oh, yes sir - and we expect you to guard it tenderly with loving care.
J.J. Foote:
Me? Them things is against nature and all I stand for.
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