Hey, Zeke. Doing all right?
Yeah! Yeah, great.
Benny's off to jail and it's gonna be
smooth sailing all the way to Oregon.
I am perfectly capable of leading us.
I just need to figure out which way is west.
Um...
Huh. Yeah, this isn't a map.
This is an anatomical drawing of a horse.
Yes, so it is.
Hmm, there are its powerful haunches.
Oh, God. We're screwed, aren't we?
Yeah. [sighs]
It doesn't make any sense!
Why? Why would God send an evil man to lead us
on a righteous mission?
Why, God, why? What do you want from me?
Is this some sort of test, you sick son of a bitch?
Whoa! You want me to crawl on the ground
and spank my little arse, do you?
I'll do it! Oh, my--
Is this what you like? Am I a good little piggy? Hey!
Oink! Oink! Hey, cut it out.
Come on, knock it off.
Get up. Hey! Listen. [panting]
What if God isn't punishing you?
Maybe God's okay with you doing a little bad
if it means doing a lot of good?
You're right. You're right.
We need to get Benny back.
Yes! Thank you.
Okay, the bounty hunter probably hasn't gotten far.
We can still catch up.
Prudence? Where are you?
I blasted through that toilet paper.
We're gonna need something much stronger.
Do you have to deal with that?
No. Todd can take care of himself.
Let's get out of here.
Oh! No, it's fine. I found some red ivy here.
Maybe if I rub it in real good and deep
it'll feel better.
[owl hooting]
Hey? [clears throat]
Seeing as this might be our last chat and all,
I've always been curious-- how come you never
tell anyone your name?
A man needs a name so his people know what to call him by.
I don't got people.
Ahh.
Nah, I'm not buying it.
I think it's because you have a really weird name.
Let me guess-- is it Nerbert?
My name's not Nerbert.
Is it Frampton?
Frampton... Oh! I got it. It's Dingus.
My name isn't Dingus, okay?
I'm not playing this game with you anymore.
You annoy me.
Hello! Excuse me.
Reverend? What are you doing here?
We just wanted to say thank you again
for capturing this despicable piece of human scum.
Boy. Kick a man when he's down much?
And in honor of this historic occasion,
we thought you might like a photograph.
The day Benny the Teen was brought to justice
by the great, um...
Dingus. Shut up!
Wow! Uh, yeah, no. Uh, um...
I'll do a photo, yeah, sure.
Great! Okay, so just come a little closer.
All right. A little more.
I'm blushing.
A little closer, and then just look right here.
What should I do?
Maybe like a... No.
Um, I'll do the gun, the guns.
Okay, and now just say "cheese" for 20 minutes.
Cheese...
I'm getting you out of here. Oh! My man.
Eeee... That's really good.
Just keep it going, just a couple more minutes.
[inhales] Eee...
Can't get these ropes off. That's okay.
I can wiggle my way out of any situation.
Wiggle free! No. Stop wiggling!
It's working! I can feel it!
It's not working! It's making it tighter.
Okay, come on, get up. Hey, what's going on?
All right, nobody move.
Damn it. No funny business.
Put your hands up where the sun don't shine.
You want me to put my hands up my butt?
What? You said you wanted me
to put my hands where the sun don't shine.
That would be my butt.
That is what you said technically.
All right, would you just give me a break for a second?
This is my first time sticking somebody up.
I'm very nervous. All right, forget I said anything.
You're-- you're doing great. Thank you.
All right, what's your plan here, huh, pardner?
'Cause you don't seem to me
like the killing type.
[horse neighs]
Take that! [grunts]
Take his horse. Let's go.
Oh...
Hey, hey, wait! I'm still tied up!
Better luck next time, Dingus!
My name's not Dingus.
Well, joke's on you, 'cause that horse sucks.