[Sam rebuffs the romantic advances of Thursday]
Thursday: Where are you going, Sam?
Sam Longwood: I'm going into town to get my money from Jack Colby and then get shed of the bunch of ya! I've been shot five times, knifed twice, bit on the ass by a pig, stomped on by a horse and sat on by a mule and once, in the winter of '91, a grizzly chewed off my big toe. And I've survived two avalanches, three blizzards, five Indian uprisings and seven Presidential elections, but I've never been owned by no woman nor dog...and I've come too far down the road to let it happen to me now.