Tulip'll be all right. She got grit enoughfor both of us. Yeah, she's a Sahara's worthof...

Tulip'll be all right. She got grit enough
for both of us. Yeah, she's a Sahara's worth
of sand, I'll grant ya that, but ya left her
in Injun territory with no map. Who knows what's gonna happen if she gets on the wrong side
of them savages? What the hell
you want me to do about it? I'm trapped in a coffin
at the bottom of a swamp. Think about it, son. Ya can sit around here
like a ninny, waitin' till
these trains stop a-comin', or ya can get off yer backside and blow up the tracks