- [first lines]
- Dipper: [narrating] This man came along the trail one Sunday morning in '73, taking it slow and easy, keeping his eyes open and his gun hand ready. He came from nowhere, I guess. Anyhow, he never said from where and we never asked. He was going to stop off in Purgatory, to make his stand like he lived - alone. This is Number One. He called himself Sabin.
- Sign at Town Limits: Purgatory: When You Ride Into Purgatory, "Say Goodbye to God"
- [holding a replica of the "Venus di Milo" statue]
- Hoag: Hey, girls, she's here - the Venus!
- First Saloon Girl: Venus who?
- Mary Hoag: Di Milo
- Second Saloon Girl: Did she ever play Mahogany Hall in New Orleans?
- Hoag: Nah, she's imported from Europe - the most beautiful woman who ever lived.
- Tom Sabin: Sure covers a lot of women.
- Tom Sabin: Last night, a couple of ranchers lost their herds.
- Hoag: Is that so? Probably just some of the boys lettin' off a little steam.
- Tom Sabin: They're lettin' off a little lead, too. One of the ranchers got killed.
- Hoag: Sabin, take a look in that mirror there. You see all those people? The world is covered with a swarm of them like a swarm of ants. So what difference does it make if two or three of 'em get stepped on.
- Tom Sabin: Like you?
- Hoag: Now what you ought to do is take a good, long ride for yourself.
- Tom Sabin: I've been told that before. I don't like it.
- Hoag: Oh? In that case, you can mail these letters for me on the way out.
- Tom Sabin: Naco, Brown, Quijano...
- Hoag: The three fastest guns in the territory. You know 'em?
- Tom Sabin: Only by reputation. You sendin' for 'em?
- Hoag: Could be birthday cards. But you could, uh, tear up those letters if you wanted to take that ride.
- Tom Sabin: That would be tamperin' with the government mail.
- Hoag: Johnny Naco, Quijano and a man they call Farmer Brown...
- Tom Sabin: Happy birthday.
- Dipper: [narrating] Saban first - this is Number Two... Quijano. He had one of those letters from Hoag in Purgatory.
- Hoag: I was just readin' somethin' that all town tamers ought to read. "Gather ye rosebuds while ye may/ For all time is flying. / And at my back I always here / Death's winged chariot hurrying near."
- Dipper: We had a town meeting after church today I proposed you for marshal, Marshal.
- Tom Sabin: You what?
- Dipper: Now don't get sore. They voted not to.
- Tom Sabin: You do a fool trick like that again and I'll run you out of town! Now get out of here! Get!
- Dipper: Fine thing a fella gettin' thrown out of his own jail.
- Dipper: Number Three: Johnny Naco. That's Johnny Naco's game; pretendin' to be lazy and careless and slow.
- Dipper: [marratomg] Number Four: Farmer Brown they called him. He used to gamble down on Larimer Street in Denver. Never carried a gun; never needed one, till one day a young punk shot him in the face. He became a killer - a fast one.
- Johnny Naco: Looks like you got a customer for your blacksmith shop.
- Blacksmith: Ahh. Ornery lookin' critter, ain't he.
- Johnny Naco: Looks like he's thrown a shoe.
- Blacksmith: I mean the rider.
- Mary Hoag: You're certainly fixing things up around here, Mr. Sabin.
- Tom Sabin: Well, uh-uh, Dipper wanted to build a new gunrack and a few odds and ends. He's goin' to put some shelves over here and, yeah, we've got a new chandelier - imported all the way from Perkins' General Store. Now you might tell your husband. He likes to import things.
- Mary Hoag: You stood up to Quijano. Maybe you can face the others who will come to kill you, but you'll be destroyed by a man who's without a gun - a man you can't shoot because he can't stand up to you in the only kind of fight you understand... a gunfight. When he broke his back, he beat every fast gun in this country. He's a cripple, Sabin, and such a man can hold a pass against you.
- Mary Hoag: I'll tell you something about a man who lives by the gun - he'll never have a happy woman.
- Mary Hoag: Did you hear something?
- Tom Sabin: Ahh, I'm not sure.
- Mary Hoag: Why did you come for a walk with me if you were so suspicious?
- Tom Sabin: Did you ever hear of a lady named Salome?
- Mary Hoag: The girl who wanted John the Baptist?
- Tom Sabin: The same. When she couldn't have him, she demanded his head on a silver platter.
- Mary Hoag: Did she get it? Well, did she?
- Tom Sabin: ...Mm-hmm.
- Mary Hoag: You're damned right she did!
- Johnny Naco: Somebody die?
- Gravedigger: Called himself Farmer Brown... a gambler. Seems he got caught bluffin'.
- Hoag: [toasting] To you, Johnny Naco! You made him run like a yellow dog, huh?
- Johnny Naco: You paid me enough to kill him, but not enough to make me do what I'm doin' to him.
- Hoag: Well, what is it you want, Johnny?
- Johnny Naco: Your life.
- Mary Hoag: Won't it ever stop? Must it be your own brother now?
- Johnny Naco: Once I stop I'm dead. Can you stop?
- Tom Sabin: I thought I could, but when it came right down to it, I really couldn't. I guess it runs in the family.
- Johnny Naco: Well, so long, Tom.
- Tom Sabin: You can mean that two ways, Johnny boy.
- [Tom and Johnny draw their guns and fire]
- [last lines]
- Dipper: [narrating] This was in '73, the land of the man with a gun - some fast, others a little faster... one the fastest of them all.