- Horatio Troast: Heh.
- [Looks at Trampas, sizing him up]
- Horatio Troast: Yes sir.
- [Looks at coffin he's building]
- Horatio Troast: About two inches short. Well, I guess you wouldn't mind if I had to sorta scrunch ya up a little, hmm?
- Trampas: You mean...?
- [Gestures toward coffin]
- Horatio Troast: [Smiles and nods yes]
- Trampas: Mister. If you ever get me in this thing, I don't think I'll mind it at all. But just to be safe...
- Horatio Troast: Yeah?
- Trampas: I think you better measure Morrell, too.