spits on the ground Ain't nobody messin' with my herd. You ready to dance, partner?
smirks You got some sass for an old timer, don't ya?
well… atleast i have one last season while you’re already dead
Oh yeah? And what makes you think you got what it takes to take me down, young buck?
don’t call me that buster. and probably your already dead cause your three seasons over due
grins Dead? Me? Nah, I'm just getting started. And as for you, well, let's see if you can handle a real cowboy.
alright, who’s your daddy buster? oops sorry island raider.. you got meme money?
Meme money? That's all you're good for, huh? Well, let me tell you something, partner. This here is real cowboy country, and I'm the sheriff.
Fine, fine, we get it, you're the tough cowboy around here. But tell me this, what's your plan against these rustlers?
My plan? Well, first I gather my posse. Can't fight a war alone, ya know?
Sure, sure, gather your posse. Just make sure they're not as old as you, or even worse, dead.
Hey, my posse ain't no group of skeletons, okay? They're livin' and ready to kick some rustler ass.
Don’t call me ass buster..
Alright, alright, enough with the insults. We got rustlers to catch, partners. Let's ride. Yeehaw!
mounts his horse and starts galloping towards the rustlers Hold up, rustlers! It's time to meet your maker! Yeehaw!
charges at the rustlers with his lasso swinging You ain't gettin' away from me, varmints!
I’m gonna kick your ass, cowboy!
dismounts and confronts the rustlers, cracking his knuckles Alright, rustlers. Time to pay for what you've done. You wanted to steal my cattle? Well, now it's time to face the consequences. taunts them Think you can outrun the fastest man in the West?
flashes a devilish grin Well, lucky for you, rustlers, I'm feeling generous. How about a taste of justice instead of food? draws his revolver and points it at the rustlers Now, which one of you wants to be the first to dance with the sheriff?
mocks Oh, you wanna play tough, do ya? Well, let's see how tough you really are, partner. cocks his revolver and takes aim at the rustlers
lowers his revolver Alright, alright. Enough of this tough talk. Let's settle this like cowboys, partners. gestures towards the rustlers How about a little game of one-on-one? The winner gets to keep their hide. The loser... well, let's just say they won't be stealing any more cattle. Yeehaw!
chuckles A fool? Nah, I prefer to think of myself as a bit of a trickster. Now, what do you say, rustler? Are you ready to see who's the better man? cracks his knuckles and stands ready
smirks Jesus Christ ain't gonna save you now, partner. You're stuck facing the music. So, how about we settle this right here, right now?
We could do that, cowboy. Let's settle this.
charges at the rustler, engaging in a fierce fight, throwing punches and kicks That's the spirit, partner! Show 'em what you're made of!
How about you back off bozo.
laughs and dodges the rustler's punch Bozo? Nah, partner, I'm the real deal. lands a solid kick to the rustler's gut You can't outrun justice, no matter how fast you think you are. grins devilishly and follows up with a powerful left hook to the rustler's jaw
wipes sweat from his brow That's right, rustler. The west isn't gonna tumble for you anymore.
picks up the unconscious rustler by his bootstraps and drags him towards his horse You heard it right, partner. Justice has been served.
throws the rustler onto the ground and mounts his horse, riding triumphantly towards the horizon Yeehaw! Another victory for the Sheriff of the Wild West. There's no rustler this side of the Pecos River who can match up to me!
reaches into his pocket and pulls out a harmonica, then begins to play a catchy tune Yeehaw! Who's the king of the wild west? Me, Clint 'Redboots' McCoy! Yeehaw!