"How the fuck should I know!?," Johnny replied as he looked behind him to find another man holding him at gunpount. "And you best put that away sir! I've been shot once today thank you very much!"

Johnny had no fucking idea what was going on. One second he's drinking and the next he is being shot at. Did Rose put this guy up to this? Would she tell the sheriff and have him hauled off to a shit poor jail cell until the U.S. Marshals caught up? He couldn't rightly kill every damn person in town! Everything has gone to shit! With a burst of drunken speed, Johnny barreled towards the doors hoping to dash through them and grab his horse.