mr. hardisty? seems like you're having us a little bit too much. these prices of yours are kind of rough. you ought to understand the problem of bringing supplies in here, heading up a wagon train like you do. i know it's not easy. but i've got a problem of my own right now. i've got a wagon train stuck up here in the rain. somebody off of one of your supply wagons. well, as a matter of fact, there is one scout here, but he's my marshal. besides, i don't think you'd want him. mccullough! no, you're right, mr. hardisty. i don't want him. i knew you were gonna act like that when you saw him. oh, you knew i was gonna see him, huh? well, i thought maybe-- you were mighty anxious to get down here, wasn't you? you knew gol' darn well he'd be here. well, to tell the truth-- why don't you do just that for once? well, flint did say he might be stopping off at tent city, but honest, major, it wasn't me that made it rain. i wouldn't put it past you! anyway, i don't think it's right, you two being sore at each other. besides, he's a darn good scout. i didn't s