- [first lines]
- Freight Agent: Well, good morning, gentlemen. Hot enough for you?
- Whitey: Sure is. Are you the man in charge here?
- Freight Agent: Yep. Passenger agent, freight agent, custodian of the U.S. Mail, dispatcher - you name it.
- Whitey: I'll do that.
- [Whitey pulls a pistol and points it at the freight agent]
- Whitey: Safe opener
- Marshal Jim Crown: Whitey, if you've already killed Dulcey, or do it now, or hurt her, this world isn't gonna be big enough for you to hide in.