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What's this, now?!
He's an orphan
raised by indians!
I'm fixing to rob the bank here in town.
What are you?!
His name is White Knife.
Let's ride.
I swear a man can't ride five miles in this territory without running into outlaws
and Indians.
Apparently, there is some new gang out there robbing everybody blind.
Half the lawmen in the West are already looking for us.
Do you know which way them there Ridiculous Six rode off to?
That's gonna be so much fun!
Now!
If Franck Stockburn is your father, raise your hand.
Oh, dang!
Let's saddle up. We're burning daylight.
– Who are you people?! – We are the Stockburn Brothers!
Don't forget about numero seis!
How would your men like to participate in the birth of something extraordinary?
You brothers are ready to go save your dad.
Daddy!
It works better if you have knives.
– I'm ready. – I'm hungry.
– I'm drunk. – I'm Lil' Pete.
Well, we're unstoppable then.
Whoa, I like that.
I can't wait.
People are gonna loose their…