xx-xx-xx ep002 The Outlaws Son

for the thrilling adventures of Lightning Tim. How do you like that, Pop? That's right again. Why, by the way, don't take your guts that tin tank off. And the second time was in the year, too.

Am I getting better, Pop? Am I honest? Sure, kid. The button your age is going on 14. There ain't no kid in any place, can't you, better than you? Me, but I ain't going to stop practicing.

Not to let me shoot as good as you can, Pop. You're the best shot in Mallows game. You're probably the best shot in the whole world. No, kid. I know at least one gem who is better than me.

Blackman Jim. You mean the best, Curtis? Yes, Billy. He's a United States marshal and a fine man. They don't make him any finer than he is, Billy. You're the popser. I can't really think of this thing.

You and Mallows and Butchen wicker, the light of Jim and Lord. So how can you think so much of this Lord God like lightning Jim? Listen, kid, my being with Marlow is a long story.

Someday I'll tell you all about it. But do you remember what I've always told you? Ever since I started teaching you the shoes? Sure, Pop. Go ahead. Say it for me. Well, we ain't gonna be with Marlow forever.

We're gonna make enough money to get out of the country. South America, that's where the both of us in South America go on, kid. And then I'm gonna get to the school, like all the other kids.

Gonna learn things like you might want to get to. Gonna learn some books, and a month or something. And what's the most important thing of all, Billy? As long as I live, I'm never gonna shoot a gun alone.