The charming Mr. Potter (the town drunk) as he gets ready to go and join the posse who have gone after the stage robbers.
Mr. Potter: Ain't cha gonna help catch 'em?
Ben Wade: Ah, wish I could.
Mr. Potter: What'd they look like?
Ben Wade: Oh, they'll be easy to catch. That's three big men on three white horses.
Mr. Potter: ...Three white fellas... on three big horses, huh?
Charlie Prince starts a conversation with the proprietor/bartender in the lobby of the hotel where they're holding Wade. The pair's conversation unknowingly drifts into some Dark Humor.
Prince: I might as well go along. She won't come now.
Hotel Proprietor: Who was you plannin' to meet?
Prince: My wife, she ran off with a travelin' man.
Hotel Proprietor: She did?
Prince: That's why I've been sittin' up all night. I figgered he'd bring her here.
Hotel Proprietor: Well, whaddaya know? Mine ran off, too. I wonder why they do that.