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Now...we ride.
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- Where're we going? - What?
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Where're we going?
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Now, as my deputy you'll be in charge of
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all trackin' and findin' of villains.
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Utilizin' your well developed ingenuity. No offense taken.
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So which way do you think they went?
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You wanna sniff the air or commune with a buffalo or somethin'?
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Oh... you're good!
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I am depending on you, Spoons.
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You got a little tobacco in your beard.
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Always good to have a medical man on, doc?