"You two can fuck each other before I die without a fight!," Johnny replied with a snarl. He raised his revolver, up above his pursuers heads and blasted away at the saloon's overhang ceiling. Wood and nails shattered and dropped on the two bounty hunters, either becoming a minor nuisance or nearly knocking them out.

Johnny jumped onto his horse quickly, braking the rope holding the beast in place and turned him around so that he could flee.

"Yah are goddamn crazies thinking you can fuck with me! You know what, yeah, I am Rat O'Hennessey! Fucking deal with it you backwater shits! Almost seventy men couldn't kill me! What makes y'all so damn special!"