On average, I've seen far more self-promotion for far less noteworthy capping.
On average, I've seen far more ego draw far less derision.
On the whole, whatever the baggage or the agenda, it's getting plenty perplexing.
Thanks for the picks, Wise and Wiser.
GL
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Curly Bill: [takes a bill with Wyatt's signature from a customer and throws it on the faro table] Wyatt Earp, huh? I heard of you.
Ike Clanton: Listen, Mr. Kansas Law Dog. Law don't go around here. Savvy?
Wyatt Earp: I'm retired.
Curly Bill: Good. That's real good.
Ike Clanton: Yeah, that's good, Mr. Law Dog, 'cause law don't go around here.
Wyatt Earp: I heard you the first time.
[flips a card]
Wyatt Earp: Winner to the King, five hundred dollars.
Curly Bill: Shut up, Ike.
Johnny Ringo: [Ringo steps up to Doc] And you must be Doc Holliday.
Doc Holliday: That's the rumor.
Johnny Ringo: You retired too?
Doc Holliday: Not me. I'm in my prime.
Johnny Ringo: Yeah, you look it.
Doc Holliday: And you must be Ringo. Look, darling, Johnny Ringo. The deadliest pistoleer since Wild Bill, they say. What do you think, darling? Should I hate him?
Kate: You don't even know him.
Doc Holliday: Yes, but there's just something about him. Something around the eyes, I don't know, reminds me of... me. No. I'm sure of it, I hate him.
Wyatt Earp: [to Ringo] He's drunk.
Doc Holliday: In vino veritas.
("When I'm drinking, I speak my mind.")
Johnny Ringo: Age quod agis.
("Do what you do best.")
Doc Holliday: Credat Judaeus apella.
("The Jew Apella may believe it, not I", meaning, "Oh I don't believe drinking is what I do best.")
Johnny Ringo: [pats his gun] Ecentus stultorum magister.
("Fools have to learn by experience.")
Doc Holliday: [gives a Cheshire cat smile] In pace requiescat.
("It's Your Funeral.")
Tombstone Marshal Fred White: Come on now. We don't want any trouble in here. Not in any language.
Doc Holliday: Evidently Mr. Ringo's an educated man. Now I really hate him.