Bret: You see, the Marshall in Qualary didn't like my having those bright new bills around. Didn't like my story either (scoffs) - won 'em in a poker game.
Parker: How'd you get away?
Bret: Glad you asked … hand's quicker than the eye. Showed the Marshal a card trick, while he's takin' a card, I'm takin' his gun, this one.