At the bottom of the canyon, much booty is being hauled...

Mr. Crabbe:
"Keep pace and shut up now, you land-lovin' cowpokers! You'll march like pirates, or you'll die like dust rats who live among cows! Go on, complain all you want! Nobody can hear you say dangity out where we're going! HaRR! HaRR!"
Mr. Gerard:
"HaRR! HaRRR!"