My Darling Clementine1946

Clanton:
[about cattle] If you ain't got 'em committed to no shipper, I'll take 'em off your hands.

Wyatt:
Not interested.

Clanton:
I'll make ya a good offer. Pay in silver, three dollars a head.

Wyatt:
Nope.

Clanton:
Might raise it to five dollars silver.

Wyatt:
Made more than that in Mexico.

Clanton:
They'll be a sorry looking lot by the time they get to California, son.

Wyatt:
They'll feed out when we get to grass country. Sure is rough looking country. Ain't no cow country. Mighty different where I come from. What do they call this place?

Clanton:
Just over the rise there, a big town called Tombstone. A fine town.

Wyatt:
Tombstone! Yeah, I heard of it. Well, me and my brothers might ride in there tonight. Get ourselves a shave maybe. A glass of beer.

Clanton:
Yeah! You'd enjoy yourself. Wide-awake, wide-open town Tombstone. Get anything you want there.