The Rim Rock is no place for a peaceable, decent feller.

I heard you tell Bland you wouldn't join his gang.

Thet'll not make him take a likin' to you.

Have you any money ?" "Not much," replied Duane.
"Could you live by gamblin'?
Are you any good at cards ?" "No." "You wouldn't steal hosses or rustle cattle ?" "No." "When your money's gone how'n hell will you live?
There ain't any work a decent feller could do.

You can't herd with greasers.