Constantino:: Jake, you’re out-manned and you’re outgunned. There’s too many of us and we are too desperate to give up. You cannot win this. I’m giving you one last chance to walk away, to put your guns down and return to town, and no one else will be harmed. Jake, I need an answer. What’s it gonna be?
Hawkins: This satellite must remain a secret.
Johnston: (pauses briefly) Sounds good.
Jake: What, that's it?
Johnston: What do you want me to say? I get it, man has a satellite, doesn't want anyone to know.
Jake: Yeah, but...
Johnston: I am about to go to war with New Bern, Kansas, the home of the nearest Costco - today is already just about as weird as I can handle. I'm not asking any more questions.