“You ain’t got brains enough to ever decide.”
“Ain’t I?”
“You sure as —— ain’t.”
“You never give me a chance to show what I can do.”
“I know what you’d do.”
“Well, I’d think first, I’ll betcha.”
“Well, go ahead and fight it out,” laughed Hashknife. “We’re goin’ to hunt a place to eat some food.”
“If I was you I’d fade out of Lo Lo Valley,” advised the exasperated sheriff.
“And if I was you, I’d prob’ly be as poor a sheriff as you are,” retorted Hashknife. “We don’t need advice, pardner. If Lo Lo Valley wants us, you tell ’em we’re eatin’ breakfast. And if Lo Lo Valley wants trouble, we’ll accommodate ’em, sabe?”
“Fight ’em all, eh?” sneered the sheriff.