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[Rango notices a hole popping out the road, Ezekiel and Jedidiah pop out]

Jedidiah:
This ain't the bank!

Ezekiel:
I told you, Jedidiah!

Rango:
HOLD IT RIGHT THERE!!

Ezekiel:
It's the sheriff!

Rango:
Get your hands up where I can see'em! [Ezekiel and Jedidiah do so] Just as I though,[puts his gun away] prospecting without the authorized equipment. Don't move a muscle. [walks away]

Jedidiah:
Prospecting? [Ezekiel shrugs]

Rango:
[comes back with equipment] Now,got your shovel, pickax, Benedryl, loofah, assorted snacks, some puzzle books, and you're gonna need a permit.

Balthazar:
[shouts out from the hole] EZEKIEL! JEDIDIAH! WHAT THE SAM HILL IS GOING ON UP THERE?! [comes out of the hole while whacking Ezekiel and Jedidiah on the head] I'VE HAD POLYPS REMOVED SMARTER THAN THE TWO OF YOU!!! [sniffs the air] Hell's fire! This ain't the bank!

Ezekiel:
Hey, Pappy. The sheriff's standing right here, helping us out.

Jedidiah:
Gonna give us a permit for "prospecting".

Rango:
Yep, just doing my duty. The lonely constable on his rounds keeping an eagle eye out for mayhem and malfeasance.

Balthazar:
Does he look like what he sounds?

Jedidiah:
Uh, huh.

Balthazar:
Well, sheriff, if we was to hit the mother load, being prospectors and such, where exactly do we deposit said annuity?

Rango:
Well, here in the town of Dirt, we happen to have the finest financial institution in this side of Missouri. [points to the Bank of Dirt] Protected morning, noon and night by yours truly. [gives Balthazar the permit]

Balthazar:
Much obliged.