[the railway crew discover quicksand up ahead, and one of them offers to ride up ahead to check it out] Taggart: Horses? We can't afford to lose no horses. Send over a couple o' niggers.
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------- [Taggart spots two workers on a hand-cart sinking into quicksand] Taggart: Oh shit. Quick. [Lassos the hand-cart and drags it (but not the men) out of the quicksand] Taggart: Dang that was lucky. Doggone near lost a four hundred dollar handcart.
