Sam Clayton:
No family?
Mister:
Him
[indicates his horse]
Mister:
. Oh, you know saddle tramps. They sign on, drive the beef a thousand miles, make your mark, draw your pay and move on to the next ranch. Another roundup and another drive. Hired... fired... and move on.
Sam Clayton:
Well, it's never bothered me none.
Mister:
No, me neither when I was thirty years lighter.
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