Ned: Well, I remember there was three men you shot, will, not two.
Will: Well, I ain't like that no more, Ned. I ain't no crazy killing fool.
Ned: Still think it's going to be easy to kill them cowboys?
Will: If we don't drown first.
Riding in the rain toward Big Whiskey, Ned offers Will a drink and recounts the correct version of a story the Kid was asking about the previous night.