When McLintock and Drago are standing on the porch trying to explain the situation to Ching the cook. Instead of being reasonable, Ching stands there with a rather large meat cleaver. Ready to defend his position.
G.W. McLintock: Well you old Cantonese reprobate, how 'bout it?
Ching: Ya fire me? I kill myself!
G.W. McLintock: I'm not talkin' about firing you I'm RETIRING you! You've been rustlin' food for us for forty years! We're gonna put you out to pasture. All you'll have to do is give advice, be one of the family!
Ching: I kill myself!
G.W. McLintock: I may save you the trouble.
Drago: Hey Ching, you kill yourself, I'll cut of your pigtail and y'ain't never gonna get to Heaven! (swishes his pocketknife ready and able)
Ching: (Ching pauses) I'll be one of the family?
G.W. McLintock: I give you my solemn word.
Ching: Pretty crummy family! Drinkee too muchee! Get in fight! Yell alla time!
G.W. McLintock: (Gestures at Drago) Cut off his pigtail! (Drago starts to walk up the stairs, pocketknife in hand)
Ching: ALRIGHT, I BE ONE OF THE FAMILY!