Leg: Excuse me sir, Excuse me. I seem to have found myself in a most unlucky situation. If you would be kind enough to help me. Jack: You ain't my problem Sheriff. Leg: Indeed, sir, but you might feel differently once you look... behind you. Leg: I'm guessing there's more where they came from. That gatling should make work of them. P'll cover you. Guard Dig: You're gonna blow up reeeeeeeal... Good cowboy! Heh heh heh.
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