Bart (whispers): Where's the Sheriff's house?
Emerson (whispers): Other end of town, corner of Texas Street.
Bart: Well, I'm sorry, gentlemen, I've lost my way. We're going in the wrong direction. I'm a stranger in these parts, you'll just have to forgive me.
Wooster: You pull a wing-ding on us and you won't live long enough to know what hit ya.