I’ve always been lucky with one-eyed jacks.

Whatever they were in life, here, at the end, each man stood with courage and honor. They fought for the ones who couldn’t fight for themselves, and they died for them, too. All to win something that didn’t belong to them. It was magnificent.

I seek righteousness, as should we all. But I’ll take revenge.

You know what history will say about Rose Creek? Nothing. It won’t have existed for long enough.

I believe that bear was wearing people’s clothes.