Yes'm. Y'see, me and him's sort of got used to settin' around and talkin' things over about this time every night. Shep don't like to give up that idea.
Y'like them folks, eh, Shep? (Dog Barks) So do I. Y'know what they's come here to do? Guess you don't. They's here to find out about folks like you and me, and to write stories about us. That's all right, ain't it?

Sure, I figured you'd like that. Right now, they'a headin' for the village for a talk with Bix Evans about the old times in these parts. Bix's got everythin' writ down, and could tell 'em more in five minutes that I can in five--
(Surprised) Who's that ridin' like thunder this time o'night?

What was that? That-- ridin' up in the hills! No, it cain't -- it cain't -- (Screams) Jesse! Jesse! Jesse Cummings!