Bandolero!
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:57:23
Hold up, July!
:57:27
This don't make sense no more, July.
:57:29
- What don't make sense, Hawkins?
- We've come too far already.

:57:33
Ain't no telling where we'll end up,
dead most likely, if we keep going.

:57:37
You wanna turn back?
:57:38
Wanting ain't part of it.
I'm turning back.

:57:42
Anybody going with me?
:57:47
Ain't nobody coming with me?
:57:52
Maybe he's right, Johnson.
:57:54
It don't make no sense no more.
I mean, it just don't make sense.

:57:59
Goodbye, Ross, Hawkins.
:58:06
You coming with us?
:58:20
It's not the Bishop gang he's after now,
it's the Stoner woman.

:58:24
Just like Carter said.

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