it's been a full evening's fun now, butcher. it's enough.
it was his father took me in first, and it's thanks i'm returning now.
this squares any debt. get him out of here.
come ahead, bill. unless you're wanting to shout me to death.
if there's one thing i can't abide, it's fighting for free.
that so? what's he look like?
indeed.- can i buy you a shave?
face is too sore, eh? i understand.
we're all even, son. there's nothing more between us.
are you proposing employment?
boyo, i'm a freebooter and a mercenary, not a teacher. i can't learn nothing from you and i can't earn nothing from you either.
and bill poole's natives? what will they have to say?
don't worry about what theylll have in their mouths. you think about what they got in their hands. listen, son.  take a word from a man who was honored to fight beside your father. temper yourself like a sword, and pay attention to balance. anger spoils an edge.
you see my instrument there? first notch represents two dollars and fifty cents. that's how much i got for my first kill. there are forty-eight more notches after it, and my fee has grown with each one. i can accommodate you alright, but you got to afford me. so do business with me or do it on your own.
fair enough. you'll find independence a fine thing, a fierce thing. although i do hold money preferable to all.
and this is your offer?
how do you think we'd sit as allies, bill?
my thoughts exactly. then why are you here? because you were asked to be. you were ordered to be. and who would order me among the natives? you? and would you follow my orders, even if they was being relayed from william marcy tweed himself?
dubious and doubtful, my friend. but your offer--pardon, the offer you bring--is the most generous that's ever been extended. i favor the terms, if not the personalities. so let us decide the way any native american would appreciate. we'll do it the democratic way.
citizens of the five points! it seems the native americans have come to trouble. they have grown so weak that now they seek my help. they can pay any wage i ask. but i ask you now. even for money, should i carouse and conspire alongside a boyo like this with gristle on his knife and spittle on his chin every time his cock gets hard?
there. you see. i'm afraid the people have spoken.
well, if it's a fight you want now, bill, remember to come back with a bankroll.
what's the trouble, don?
it's just a man of commerce.
come out with it then.
what the hell.