Get me some gunpowder out of my saddle bag. Don't come near me till I tell you. Pour some...

Hogan: Get me some gunpowder out of my saddle bag. Don't come near me till I tell you. Pour some in your hand... and leave the pouch there. Fill the groove. Fill the groove. That's fine. All right, now comes the hard part. Cos we gotta time this perfect. As soon as I light the powder, you drive the arrow through me and pull it out the other side. Sara: What do I hit it with? Hogan: Take the knife, put the flat part over the end... and hit it with the gun. And please, Sister Sara, please hit it a straight blow, not a glancing one, huh? Sara: What if I don't hit it straight? Hogan: The hell with that, my beautiful Sister. The arrow will break off inside me. Now, I know you're an A-1 gravedigger but... Sara: All right. What do I do with the moss? Hogan: Plug the holes both sides. Push it in about a half-inch. All right. One last swallow and it's up to you, Doc. Sara: [Sara prays before pulls out the arror] Hogan: Prayin' for me? Sara: Yes Hogan: Well, then I must be drunk enough. Damn my eyes, I find that kind of touchin'. One last thing, Sister. The powder will flare up when I light it, so watch yourself.