We’re all we have left. We ought to be able to stick together against everything. If we don’t have each other, we don’t have anything. If you don’t have anything, you end up like Dallas… and I don’t mean dead, either. I mean like he was before. And that’s worse than dead.
c h a r a c t e r m e m e [1/???] → dallas winston
He had quite a reputation. Thay had a file on him down at the poliece station. He had been arrested, got drunk, rode in rodeos, lied, cheated, stole, rolled drunks, jumped small kids —- he did everything. He was smart, and you had to respect that.