Ben's picking up his fallen hat, brushing dirt from the brim, when he sees Dan's arm extend in his periphery.
bang
He takes a step closer and laughs, long and loud, while Butterfield screams.
"Goddamn, Dan. Think I like you more'n I ever liked Charlie."
Looking down at Butterfield, he sobers.
"Like I said, I was bein' nice before you tried to kill me."
His eyes narrow.
"You listen, Mr. Butterfield. If you don't do what this man says — if you don't ride into town and pay his family that money and give 'em them water rights — we'll pay you another visit real soon."
"And I won't be nearly as nice as Dan here just was."
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Date: 2008-07-08 10:01 am (UTC)bang
He takes a step closer and laughs, long and loud, while Butterfield screams.
"Goddamn, Dan. Think I like you more'n I ever liked Charlie."
Looking down at Butterfield, he sobers.
"Like I said, I was bein' nice before you tried to kill me."
His eyes narrow.
"You listen, Mr. Butterfield. If you don't do what this man says — if you don't ride into town and pay his family that money and give 'em them water rights — we'll pay you another visit real soon."
"And I won't be nearly as nice as Dan here just was."