Cora: I pay $50 a week - and tips.
Bret: Well, I'm sorry, I'm not lookin' for a job
Cora: Oh? What are you looking for then?
Bret: A game.
Cora: Well, if you change your mind, come and see me.
Bret: Do I have to change my mind?
Cora: Not necessarily.
(Maverick watches Cora as she walks away)
Ponca: Hey, don't look like that.
Bret: Like what?
Ponca: Like you're lookin'. That's the way the other dealer started lookin', the one that left town in the box.