- The Fanatic: Sorry? You want to feel sorry for someone, feel sorry for the pack horse. Now there's an innocent victim.
- [first lines]
- The Tracker: About half a day ahead, boss, and he's gettin' tired.
- The Fanatic: Tell me when it gets to dark. Come on. Keep going.
- The Tracker: Okay, boss. Like this?
- [mock running and galloping]
- The Tracker: We'll catch him quick.
- [last lines]
- The Follower: I wonder who did kill that woman?
- The Tracker: Probably a white fella, boss. They are murders. Shifty. Thieving. Can't trust 'em one bit.
- [laughs]
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