:43:21
Either of you guys got a slug of whisky?
:43:25
- l got a gut ache.
- l ain't. l'd drink it myself if l had.
:43:29
l ain't got no gut ache.
:43:34
Come here.
:43:37
God Almighty,
that dog of yours stinks, Candy.
:43:40
He's got no teeth.
He's all stiff from rheumatism.
:43:43
He ain't no good to ya.
Hell, he ain't no good to hisself.
:43:47
Why don't you just shoot him, Candy?
:43:51
Well!
:43:53
l couldn't do that.
:43:55
l had him too long.
:43:58
l herded sheep with him.
:44:00
That poor old dog
just suffers hisself all the time.
:44:03
No. No.
:44:05
Look.
:44:10
Take him out and shoot him
right in the back of the head.
:44:14
Right there.
:44:16
Hell, he'd never even know what hit him.
:44:18
Aw...
:44:20
l couldn't do that.
:44:22
l had him too long.
:44:25
l'll shoot him for ya.
Then it won't be you that done it.
:44:28
- No.
- Slim's bitch has got a litter right now.
:44:31
l'll bet you Slim would give you
one of her pups to raise.
:44:34
Sure. You can have
any one of them pups you want.
:44:39
No, no, no.
:44:41
Carlson's right, Candy.
:44:43
That dog ain't no good to hisself.
:44:59
Hey, Slim. Read this.