Have Gun - Will Travel

Paladin: You get close to the girl, Lieutenant? Bryson: About a mile. I used eight-power government issue binoculars. Paladin: Eight into a mile; that's 222 yards. I have heard that the Nez Perce, when they're traveling with white prisoners, force them to daub dark clay on their faces. Cover their hair if it's noticeable. Bryson: Yes, sir. Most times. Paladin: Well, Lieutenant, do you consider yourself a qualified observer? Bryson: Hey, Mister, the whole United States Army says I'm wrong. I might be. Paladin: I'll need a guide, going in. Bryson: What are you after, the family's reward money? Paladin: Well, there is the girl, too. She might not like it where she is.