 Oh, Ra, the entire beast. Hey, you must be part Indian. Well, no, sir. I seen one of me the whole liver, Ra. He got propped up against a tree and ate every bit of it. Then went sound asleep right there in the sun. He was sure some sight. Where'd you ever get that close to an Indian? Oh, Indians ain't always bad. No, that's true. But they're gonna get real hungry when the herd's gone. That's so, Marshal. That's surely so. That's what makes them mad. Well, don't you think that's reason enough?