LUNA: The first adventures of Gus McCrae and Woodrow Call are chronicled in Dead Man’s Walk. I say adventures, but really these are a series of blunders from which they narrowly return. It’s hard to believe these Texas Rangers can be so stupid, wandering around the vast open plains without sufficient food, ammunition, or common sense. Towards the end, they travel with a dog, but they lose it down a ravine. Idiots.
KURT: Sounds like you didn’t warm to this one.
LUNA: I did. I just think that humans should be better prepared when setting out on a long walk. They need to ensure they have poo bags, pocket meats and that no mad Comanches are chasing them.
KURT: That last one is something you don’t have to worry about, surely.
LUNA: Yes, but it always pays to check, just to be sure. You don’t know what those wild men are capable of. They’re really very scary. They hide in bushes waiting to put an arrow through you just when you’re doing your business. They’ll take off the top of your head just for fun, imagine that.
KURT: I’d rather not.
LUNA: It’s worth reading just for the Comanches, Buffalo Hump and Killing Wolf. They make the Texans look like children who are just playing at it.
KURT: At what, cowboys and Indians? In my day, kids used to play at nothing else.
LUNA: And it’s poetic, too. McMurtry won a Pulitzer, you know?
KURT: Who hasn’t?