00:00Arthur!
00:01Yeah, your job's starting the fights. I ain't winning them.
00:04I can scrap, Arthur. I'm just not good at homework.
00:07I can see.
00:08Besides, what do you care, Englishman?
00:10You've got no time for me. I tried to find your work,
00:13but then you're off cutting jobs with other folks,
00:15and your boy Sean doesn't get a look in.
00:17Guess I don't want to get shot, that's all.
00:20Yeah, you're a real fucking funny shit, Arthur Morgan, huh?
00:23Real fucking funny.
00:24Calm down.
00:26You better sleep with your eyes open.
00:27Yeah, well, you're gonna sleep with your chest open if you ain't careful, boy.
00:32I love you, Arthur Morgan. I love you.
00:35Come on, take a shot. Come on, take your best shot, please, huh?
00:41Grow up.
00:43Let me come on the raid, witches.
00:45Raid?
00:46Don't be playing coy with me, son. It's unbecoming.
00:49That bloody train you and him has set up.
00:51What you're doing out here, you're going to need guns, you're going to need men.
00:54Oh, that. So Marston told you?
00:57It ain't a big show. I need comments.
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