Billy the Kid on Mars, continued

Billy: Dhad burn it m'am. I'm just a plain cow pokey, a torrent edged gibberished poised doggie puncher misplaced on this crimson canal webbed orb soley ambitious for hoarding herded hoardings.
Unknown woman, femme fatale, big nosed kate: You are not so special to me mr. Billy Cowboy Man, without your seeks shooter; my story is far more tragic than your outlaw epiphanies.
Lenny: Muzzle Tov Sputniki.
Billy and Femme: Omigod - Buckarooskies!
Lenny: Is some red planetski here. Da?

Meanwhile in a Denny's outside of Memphis, a mysterious stranger buys a cup of coffee for a tabloid journalist---
Stranger: yeah sure we built the pyramids, and Stonehenge too: but here's something, not many people suspect this even. We built every Stuckey's between Jacksonville, FL and Richmond, VA.

Do you want that sausage?

Billy the Kid on Mars

The long lonesome Trail becomes even more barren and inhospitable.
Billy: Damn!
Unknown Woman, femme fatale, big nose kate: All right mr. Kid the Billy, you may horizontally misplace your fiery arms and standing remain resume or I will bankroll a buckshot bonanza youward.