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PRENTICE RITTER
[narration] We're all travelers in this world. From the sweet grass to the packing house. Birth 'til death. We travel between the eternities.
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PRENTICE RITTER
Without marriage and women we'd all have been drunk, shot ourselves to death, or died of the clap.
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PRENTICE RITTER
I get rousted out of my sleep sometimes when Nature calls. I find there's something frightening 'bout that hour of the night 'cause there ain't no foolin' yourself 'bout what you done or what you hadn't done with your life.
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PRENTICE RITTER
A man like that ain't worth the food he eats much less the price of a decent rope.
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PRENTICE RITTER
This deal gets more interesting by the day, I tell you.
TOM HARTE
This deal's getting less profitable by the day.
PRENTICE RITTER
Never use money to measure wealth, son.
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