"Now what?
I'll tell you frankly, as man to man, that I can't go on walking all night, Clint.

I'm dog-tired and my left leg's got a cramp in it and I'm weak with hunger.

Let's find a cosy corner somewhere and go to sleep." "I reckon we'll have to.

I'm about all in, too.

We'd better find a place where there's more shelter than there is here, though.