Philo: There's no need to involve me in this. This is the man you want.
Cy: Terrible Fred Mc-who?
Philo: McShane. McShane. You know, The Butcher.
Cy: Never heard of him.
Tom: I still say we throw 'em in the lake...like that (tied up)...see if they can float.
McShane: Oh, my God.
Philo: Maverick, you know it's bad medicine to harm a blood brother, and drowning is frowned on by the entire Comanche nation.
Bret: And I suppose comin' out here and shootin' some daylight in me qualifies you for an eagle feather or two, eh, Squatting Bear?
Philo: Standing Bear!