Jonas: Where do you hail from?
The Beggar: From under a rock. That's where they say we all begin...crawling out from underneath something.
The Beggar: That fella in the coffin, he's better off than me. He's got a roof over his head.
Jonas: We'll find another widow. Take her away and bury her... Deep... bring back her clothes.
Jonas: Ben, go into Denton. Try to find a durable, respectful female. This time one that doesn't booze.
Ben: Maybe she is a cheat, but she's still a woman, and a mighty pretty one at that.
Jonas: May I inquire just what it is you are looking for?
The Sheriff: Mass murders and what they stole.
Jonas: Not the roughies we heard about in Denton? The ones who destroyed the army convoy in Denton.
The Sheriff: They are somewhere around. We found some of their handywork in Denton's rocky hills. A woman's body... stripped clean.