Wyatt Earp: I'm the fella with the trail herd, remember?
Old Man Clanton: Oh, sure, I remember you.
Wyatt Earp: You was right. I didn't get very far with 'em. They was rustled this evening.
Old Man Clanton: That so? Well, that's too bad.
[Wyatt starts out the door]
Old Man Clanton: I guess you'll be headin' for California, huh?
Wyatt Earp: No, I figured on stickin' around awhile. Got myself a job.
Old Man Clanton: Cowpunching?
Wyatt Earp: Marshallin'.
Old Man Clanton: Marshallin'? In Tombstone? [laughs]
Old Man Clanton: Well... good luck to ya, Mister...?
Wyatt Earp: Earp. Wyatt Earp.
(My Darling Clementine)
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