You're late, pretty boy. I don't believe this. Damn, I've never knowed nobody who hit so...

[Biker's Theme sax intro; Elmo enters the Widow compound] Cholla: You're late, pretty boy. I don't believe this. Frank: Damn, I've never knowed nobody who hit so hard or so fast. Elmo: Yeah. He could've been Denver Tank Murdock. Frank: That's right. Cholla: Sound like him? Dallas: Don't know. Didn't get to see him so close as Elmo. [Dallas and Woody laugh] Elmo: At least I didn't drop my bike and run. Frank: Yeah, like you two, goofy suckers! Cholla: [screams] Shut up! [the four quiets down] Cholla: Now is it bad enough that you let somebody else kick your butts without you trying to do it to each other? Now if we're all talking about the same man, and I think we are... it appears he's got a rather growing collection of our bikes. Frank: Yeah, but we don't know for sure if he took them or not. We were... Woody: Unconcious for two hours! [Dallas and Woody laughs again] Elmo: [yells] That's not true! Cholla: [screams] SHUT UP! [Cholla hits Elmo in the groin with his cane] Cholla: The very first thing we do is find out who we're talking about. I mean, we don't even know where to find him. Elmo: How are we gonna find him? Cholla: Well, it appears to me that there can't be too many guys driving around this valley with an ape.

I don't believe this. Damn. I never knew nobody who could hit so hard or so fast. - He could've been Denver Tank Murdock. - That's right. - Sound like him? - Don't know. Didn't get to see him so close as Elmo. At least I didn't drop my bike and run. Like you two! You big suckers! Shut up! Now, it isn't bad enough... ...that you let somebody else kick your butts... ...without you trying to do it to each other. If we're all talking about the same man... ...and I think we are... ...then it appears he's got a rather growing collection of our bikes. Yeah, but we don't know for sure if he took them or not. - We were... - Unconscious for two hours! - Sick son of a bitch. - It's not true! Shut up! The very first thing we do... ...is find out who we're talking about. I mean, we don't even know where to find him. How are we going to find him? Well, it appears to me that there can't be too many guys... ...driving around this valley with an ape. - What you got sticking out here? - Open it. - It sure feels heavy. - Open it. - Philo. God, where'd you get this? - Off a couple little old widows. - You're kidding. - Yeah. More people are dying to buy widow bikes than are dying by rattler bites every year. Well. - You like it? - Well, yeah. That I do. Wait until Clyde sees you in this outfit. - What's the matter? - I'm okay. - House not too good tonight? - I'm okay, Philo.