Private: A tumbleweed? In New York? Private: Got you, road shrubbery. Why are you following me? Amarillo Kid: Spooked you, didn't I? Private: The Amarillo Kid! Amarillo Kid: That's right, Mr Tux. I'm back, and this time I've come to ASK for your HELP. Private: NO! Wait a minute. Did you say "help"? Amarillo Kid: Oh! Sorry, I ain't used to be nicer. PLEASE! You're my only friend, nearby!