Paladin: You wanna tell me about your father?
Jessie May: I wasn't but ten years old then, what I know.
Paladin: A good man.
Jessie May: Yes, sir. My pa was the king of the world. I never did have no ma. She died in my borning. But my pa was the king of the world. He spoon fed me when I was sick, tanned my hide when I was bad, he read the Bible to me every night. Taught me how to ride and rope, how not to be afraid to fight. You ask me about my pa, mister, I tell you...boy, he was just the king of the world.