 Hold on there, Morty. I'm with you. Hello, Tater. Hello, Mr. Paladin. Come in, too, Mr. Paladin. Well, Pete. Now, what Beecher's doing is wrong, and I don't care if I do get fired. Well, look, Mr. Paladin, all the men are coming in. Why, Morty, you ain't rightly dressed for riding. Well, none of us have time to change, but you sure don't have to look. Well, Chief, there'll be no bloodletting tonight. Well, please, Matt. That's right.