Death Valley Days1952

[Count Van Lornthing has agreed not to break out of Charley's jail until he gets paid for its construction]

Count Peter Van Lornthing:
What's wrong? You look like you lost your last friend.

Charley Converse:
Don't say that! Look, I don't know how to tell you this, Pete, but it's them vaqueros.

Count Peter Van Lornthing:
[chuckling] What about them?

Charley Converse:
Well, the commissioner just talked to 'em on the road about an hour ago. They're likely to be here any minute now, see.

Count Peter Van Lornthing:
Oh, don't worry, Charley. They won't do anything to you. I'll tell them that you're a friend of mine.

Charley Converse:
Yeah, well, it ain't me I'm worried about, Pete. The don sent them after you. They're gonna kill ya! You see, the commissioner sent 'em the wrong way so I could be ready. He don't want a murder in a brand new jail, you understand.

Count Peter Van Lornthing:
Charley, you're going to have to make a decision.

Charley Converse:
What do you mean?

Count Peter Van Lornthing:
Would you prefer people to say you're a sloppy builder or a sloppy jailer?

Charley Converse:
...If I get my druthers, I'd rather be a sloppy jailer.