Philo: I'm holding the conchos on one of the deadliest men that ever crawled out from under a rock and all mon-dragon here can say is "Oh?"
Tom: You could get hurt here, Sandeen.
Philo: I could get rich here, Guthrie.
Mondragon: Just what is it exactly you think you know, friend?
Philo: You send your toady to back me up, and you'll find out quick enough. Now, do we have a deal or not?
Mondragon: I'm always open to negotiation.
Tom: Be a waste of time, Marshall, Sandeen here wouldn't know the truth if it reached out and cut his throat.
Mondragon: I would say there's something of a liar in every one of us - would you agree, Mr. Guthrie?