(Buffalo Soldier approaches a wagon driver, Gabby Brennan to ask for a ride to Brimstone so he can talk to the governor.)
Brennan (bringing his horses to a stop): Whoa!
Buffalo Soldier: Hey there, you goin' to Brimstone?
Brennan: Close enough, I suppose. The express road passes about a mile outside of town.
Buffalo Soldier: Well I gotta get to the governor so he can call out the troops. There's trouble headed from down south.
Brennan: Well, climb on back, soldier.
(The wagon heads off with Buffalo Soldier riding in back while waves of bandits attack.)
Brennan: Looks like we've got company. Sure you weren't being followed?
Buffalo Soldier: What kind of fool hauls a load of TNT through bandit country?
Brennan: Aren't those General Diego's men? I hope you're a good shot.
Buffalo Soldier: I think I was safer in my cell.
Brennan: We've got a ways to go yet. I hope we can make it to the canyon.
Buffalo Soldier: Can't you go any faster?
Brennan: Left, right, left, right - you think the next batch will come from the left again?
Buffalo Soldier: You watch the road, I'll watch them.
Brennan: Oh, looks like I was wrong. Now they're comin' from both sides.
Buffalo Soldier: TNT? Why couldn't it be bacon and beans?
Brennan: If they keep comin' like this, we may not make it.
Buffalo Soldier: Sorry I got you into this, mister.
Brennan: They're comin' from the front now.
Buffalo Soldier: Thanks!
Brennan: They know where we're headed, that's for sure. They're on each side again.
Buffalo Soldier: The things I do for the army.
Brennan: Don't give up, look up ahead.
Buffalo Soldier: There's too many!
Brennan: Seems like they wanna surround us.
Buffalo Soldier: Can't you go any faster?
Brennan: More comin' from the rear.
Buffalo Soldier: Thanks!
Brennan: Looks like one last ambush.
Buffalo Soldier: This looks like the end.
Brennan: With shootin' like that, I think we just might make it.
Brennan: Sweet Mary, mother of God! You got them all!