Seamus: Aye. But something inside me told me I should be 'ere. I think my future had something to do with it.
Marty stares at Seamus for a second, then Chester speaks bringing Marty back to reality.
Chester: He'll come around in a minute.
Marty: C'mon, Doc, c'mon...wake up, now, buddy, c'mon.
Buford: (o.s) Are you in there, Eastwood?
Marty looks out the window. It's a few minutes to 8! Buford's early! Marty then spots him outside yelling into the Saloon.
Buford: It's eight o'clock, and I'm calling you out.
Marty yells through the closed window.
Marty: It's not 8 o'clock yet!
Buford: It is by my watch! Let's settle this once and for all, runt. Or ain't you got the guts?
Marty looks at the photo again. It now says "here Lies Clint Eastwood". Marty gulps.
Marty: Listen. I'm not really feeling up to this today. So I'm gonna have to forfeit!
Cut to outside.
Buford: Forfeit? Forfeit!
He turns to his gang, confused.
Buford: What's that mean?
Gang Member 1: Uh, it means that you win without a fight.
Buford: Without shooting'? Hey, he can't do that! (to Marty) You can't do that! You know what I think? I think you're a gutless yella turd. And I'm giving ya to the count of 10 to come out here and prove I'm wrong. 1!
Cut back to the saloon.
Marty: Doc!! C'mon, sober up, buddy, let's go.
Buford: (o.s) 2!
Old Timer 1: You better get out there son - I got $20 going betting on ya so you can't let me down.
Old Timer 2: I got $30 going betting against you so don't let me down.
Buford: (o.s) 3! 4!
Old Timer 3: You better face up to it son, because if you don't go out there...
Buford: (o.s) 5!
Marty: What? What if I don't go out there?
Eyepatch: You're a coward!
Buford: (o.s) 6!
Toothless: And you'll be branded a coward for the rest of your days!