“Trout Walker: [Trout appears, pointing a rifle at Kate] You got five seconds to tell me where you buried the loot!

Kissin’ Kate Barlow: I’ve been waitin’ for you, Trout...[she draws her pistol and aims. Trout hesitates, but then she lowers it] I ain’t gonna kill you. [she throws the gun down, and Trout’s wife picks it up]

Trout Walker: Where’s the loot?

Kissin’ Kate Barlow: There ain’t no loot.

Trout Walker: Don’t give me that! You robbed every bank from Hell to Houston!

Linda Walker: We saw you heading back with a shovel, Miss Katherine!

Kissin’ Kate Barlow: Linda Miller? Is that you?

Linda Walker: I’ve been Linda Walker for the past thirteen years!

Trout Walker: One!

Kissin’ Kate Barlow: Aw, Linda, you were such a good student...you must have married him for his money.

Trout Walker: Two!

Linda Walker: Well, it’s all gone now! It dried up with the lake. Hasn’t rained here since the day they killed Sam! Now you better tell him what he wants, he’s a desperate man!

Trout Walker: Three!

Kissin’ Kate Barlow: Go on, kill me.

Trout Walker: [smiles crookedly] I ain’t gonna kill you. But by the time I’m finished with you, you gonna wish you was dead.

Kissin’ Kate Barlow: [chuckles] I’ve been wishing I was dead for a long time.”