The Sinkiller:
Under that heathen blanket, there's a full-blossomed woman built by the devil to drive men crazy.
The Sinkiller:
I don't really know much about Sam Pierce, oh Lord, but from what I hear, he'd be needing no introduction to you. Seeing how Sam was snatched from his loved ones' arms before they even had time to get a good grip on hm, I'm counting on you to give him a better break up yonder.
Lewt McCanles:
You double-crossin' bobcat.
Pearl Chavez:
Trash, trash, trash, trash, trash...
Pearl Chavez:
Oh Vashti, why are you so slow?
Vashti:
I don't rightly know, Miss Pearl, except I always have so much to remember.
Narrator:
And this is what the legend says - a flower, known nowhere else, grows from out of the desperate crags where Pearl vanished. Pearl - who was herself a wild flower sprung from the hard clay, quick to blossom and early to die.
Sen. Jackson McCanles:
I once fought for that flag; I'll not fire on it.
Sen. Jackson McCanles:
So that's where you stand!
Jesse McCanles:
I think I'd rather be on the side of the victims than of the murderers.
Lem Smoot:
There's a funny glow in the sky tonight, ain't there? I remember once hearing one of them injun legends about how their ancestors lit bonfires in the sky when the chief's son was dying.
Lewt McCanles:
I'm riding back to that hitching post and then turning and starting to shoot.
Jesse McCanles:
It's more than you did for Sam Pierce! Why all the consideration?
Lewt McCanles:
I just don't want them fancy friends of yours to say you had a brother who shot you down in cold blood.
The Sinkiller:
Pearl, you're curved in the flesh of temptation. Resistance is going to be a darn sight harder for you than females protected by the shape of sows.
Laura Belle McCanles:
[
to Pearl] Neither your father nor I found happiness in this world, and I'm afraid neither will you.
Jesse McCanles:
You mean to shoot down unarmed men?
Sen. Jackson McCanles:
Just like rattlesnakes if they cross that line!
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