 There, you hear? A posse from the crazy white. I think the bad men have run into a neat ambush. Eh, Midnight? Ah, checkmate. Well, I'm glad your knife throwing is better than your chest. Come on, we'd better ride. You come back to the crazy white, huh? No, no, I've got that kid to take care of. The one with scarlet fever. I'd better get started up to the Mesa Verde.