Is it really possible to live an ordered and organized life? Is there any fun in that?

 

"Well, only got an hour of daylight left. Better get started"

"Isn't it unsafe to travel at night?"

"It'll be a lot less safe to stay here, your father's gunna pick up our trail before long"

"Can Loca ride?"

"Yeah, I can ride, Margaret, time to go! Maigret, thank you for everything"

"Goodbye Chenga"

"Goodbye miss"

"I'll be back"

Is there anybody out there?