Willie: You better rough me up, uh-uh, just a little, or warn me to stay in line or somethin'.
Bret: I'll take care of that later, Willie. Right now I gotta get outta here until I can figure how to cash in all that reward money.
Willie: Eh, hey, you'll go out feet first. That Younger shoots first and asks questions afterwards.
Younger: I told ya we checked him out. What are you tryin' to pull?
Bret: Well, I'm double checkin'. (to Willie) Now you keep your nose clean or I'll shoot it off, savvy.
Willie: Uh, yes sir!
Bret: All right. I never gamble, Younger.