Rumsey: You was fixin' ta blow up the coach, Shotgun?
Sparks: It's in my contract.
Rumsey: That's the only stage that runs through this valley, where would I be?
Sparks: I don't know, Rumsey, never thought about that.
Rumsey: Time you star thinkin' about somebody else besides yourself. I'd be outta business, that's where.
Bart: So would we.
Rumsey: Oh, you'd eat. You'd gamble or somethin' fancy. I don't know no other trade. I'd be penniless, no prospects, starvin'.