"I've been shot. I would not recommend it." He can feel the heat behind Raylan's words, like steel that's been tempered and hammered down to tow the line. Probably because it is not the Wild West anymore and he does not have the luxury Doc did of shooting anyone whose face he didn't like.
They might be a little too sober to be having this conversation, but he isn't sure either of them would be willing to tell the other when enough is enough, when it comes to drinking or the things they tell themselves so they can sleep like a baby at night. Best they don't start tonight.
"I just want to protect the girls," he says quietly, denying any such heroic motivations even though he would put his life on the line for just about any one of these folks he's practically just met. He knows himself and he is sure of these facts: selfishness and cowardice don't make for a hero.
Whether it's what Wyatt would have wanted... didn't really factor in. It didn't when he made the deal to stay alive as long as he had. And now he is dead. Dead men don't get a say.
"You need to be there for Winona, whether she wants you there or not. You can't make a little girl put on her best Sunday dress to come to your funeral. And I know - believe me I know - thirty seconds at the OK Corral ain't nothing compared to walking away from this life. But the world ain't ever gon' run outta assholes. You need to hang up that hat sometime, son."
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They might be a little too sober to be having this conversation, but he isn't sure either of them would be willing to tell the other when enough is enough, when it comes to drinking or the things they tell themselves so they can sleep like a baby at night. Best they don't start tonight.
"I just want to protect the girls," he says quietly, denying any such heroic motivations even though he would put his life on the line for just about any one of these folks he's practically just met. He knows himself and he is sure of these facts: selfishness and cowardice don't make for a hero.
Whether it's what Wyatt would have wanted... didn't really factor in. It didn't when he made the deal to stay alive as long as he had. And now he is dead. Dead men don't get a say.
"You need to be there for Winona, whether she wants you there or not. You can't make a little girl put on her best Sunday dress to come to your funeral. And I know - believe me I know - thirty seconds at the OK Corral ain't nothing compared to walking away from this life. But the world ain't ever gon' run outta assholes. You need to hang up that hat sometime, son."