They bled Slate dry like a slaughterhouse calf! The whole hotel's full o' vampires- and they're ready for us now. -Cort Williams (Vampire Ambush) I understand your concern, Mr. Williams, but I highly doubt the outlaws will be bold enough to attack us. After all, the missionary died in Sheriff Hunter's jail... (Lt. Colonel Frederick Sykes) It's all in the wrist. -Cort Williams (Shootin' From The Hip) You were sayin', Sykes? -Cort Williams (You've Got This Comin'!) Let the Union hamstring the town and hassle the good folks of Gomorra. So long as there's still monsters out there, we've got better things to do. Your mother didn't love you, did she?