John continues staring into the distance, his eyes fogging over with memories. As his mind meanders he is approached by a scruffy looking man with fire in his eyes.<br/><br/>"Eight-fingers! As ah live and breathe! How have you been?" says the man in an unfriendly tone.<br/><br/>"Fuck... hey there Walter... how... how are you?" Says John, flustered.<br/><br/>"Alive... no thanks to you..." Growls Walter.<br/><br/>"Look, bud... I'll buy ya a drink an' let's let bygones stay that way, huh? No hard feelin's?" John smiles hopefully, not wantuing to actually blow the man away... both his revolvers being empty.<br/><br/>"By-fuckin'-gones? You shot me an' left me fer dead, boy! Ah can't forget it an' Ah sure as<em>fuck</em>can't forgive it!" Screams Walter, his voice carrying across the town.<br/><br/>"Calm down, Walt... yer damn well gonna wake the town! Now back the fuck down! There's nothin' I ca..."<br/><br/><strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">"Give me mah fuckin' key, boy!"</span></strong>Yelps Walter like a wounded dog, causing Gunner to howl like a demented wolf.<br/><br/>"Shurrup, man! I have a headache! Jus' fuckin' lea..."<br/><br/><strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">"Ah'll fuckin' Duel ya for the damn thing! You an' me... right fuckin' here!"</span></strong>screams Walter like a banshee.<br/><br/><strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">"I'll do whatever the FUCK you want so long as you fuckin' SHUT UP!"</span></strong>Shouts John in return, Gunner adding a deafening Bark to the mix.<br/><br/>"Follow me,<em>boy</em>... one of us is goin' down... an' it sure as fuck won't be me." Snarls Walter, leading John to the centre of the main street. It takes only minutes for pretty much the whole town to gather to watch.