Ashe! Ashe! We got trouble. Jesse McCree. Been a while. You promised you’d write. Well Ashe… I’ve been kind of busy. We’re pretty busy ourselves. So, it’s awful convenient
you showing up today. Yeah, you’ve never been one
to shy away from a good tip. Hey! We worked hard for this score. You best move on now. All I want is that crate. Everything else is yours. This crate? Bob. Well, well. Now you got my attention. What is it? That’s none of your business. Well as I see it… now it is very much our business. It doesn’t always have to be
this way, Ashe. Apparently… it does. Come on! Don’t shoot! Bob, do something! Looks like Bob got himself
some upgrades. Smoke him out of there! Last chance, McCree. Toss out your weapon. Alright, Ashe. Here it comes. Ooh, shoot… What? What the… McCree! Sorry about that, Bob.
No hard feelings? McCree! Hey!
Untie me McCree! -Say hi to the gang for me.
-I’m talking to you! I will not be ignored! I’m going to rebuild Bob and I’m going to have him rip off
your other arm! McCree! Hey there, cowboy. Welcome back, partner. Mmm… how long have I been gone? Far too long. What happened? Well, that’s a story for another time. But I got a call. They’re getting the band back together. They want me… but really… they need you. Jessie, wait. What are you going to do? I’ve got some business to attend to. Say hi to the monkey for me. Monkey? Scientist… Whatever…