Bat: Oren Dilts and I have never met, but he hired me by wire to traildrive his cattle to the rail-head in Abilene. At the price he's paying me, I'd gladly drive them all the way to China--and that's a long ways to swim.
Orin Dills: Just how rough was that trip, Masterson? I'd like to know; you're here in Beaumont on my account. If you have any trouble...
Bat: No, I'm here on my account... and, uh, your bank account.