That's right, Mr. Dillon. That Wagoneer place says their wagons are better than the ones from Eddie's Wagons, but offer no proof. Got a big sign and everything.

A sign?

That's right.

Well, you know Chester, free enterprise can take all kinds of forms.

I guess, Mr. Dillon, but on the back of this sign - the one I told you about - he has some words that say something like, "depending on the number of horses/mules that are pulling one of my wagons, the law might not even be able to catch up with you, much less hand you a citation for speeding!"

(Matt absorbed in reading something else)

No kidding?

(beat)

And, what did the back of the sign say?

(giving the "huh?" look)

Repeat all of what I just said?

Never mind. I have to attend to something else over by the Wagoneer lot so I will look for myself.

MATT WALKS UP TO THE WAGONEER LOT AND ENCOUNTERS THE SALESMAN, FRANK.

Hello, sir. My name is Frank. I see you are a member of our fine law enforcement community.

I am the Marshal.

Well, Mr. Marshal, this is your lucky day! I have such a deal for you, you won't believe!

Hey, whoa! I am not in the market for a wagon, myself.

Did I tell you that it so happens that today, and today only, I could put you into a two-seater, low-bed model for only $14 a week?

A low-bed model?

Step over here to this baby.

MATT IS PULLED TO WHERE THE LOW-BED WAGON IS SITTING.

Now, this wagon is not new, although it looks new. Doesn't she look new, Mr. Marshal?

Well, I -

The low-bed will let you load supplies without the wear and tear on your back.

But, I -

(moves to front of wagon)

The padded front seat here is so comfortable you might want to just doze off while you drive them horses down the road!

Well, I don't see -

(suddenly feels an emergency bodily urge)

Do you have an outhouse handy?

No sir, we don't. But I do have a fine blank contract that's just waiting for your signature. Just step into my office and we will -

I got to go NOW!

(brushes salesman aside)

Mr. Marshal, if this is a ploy to get off this lot and get rid of me, you can forget it. I have heard it all. Why, once a lady and her daughter were considering buying a -

(beat)

Marshal?

(looksaround)

MARSHAL DILLON IS RELIEVING HIMSELF BESIDE THE SALES OFFICE.

Over here!