blind chance

boss, that posse is closin' in fast. you got a plan?
I do: we keep riding through this arroyo. come out the other side, we'll be long gone afore they figure out where we went.
good idea, boss, except for one problem.
yeah? what's that?
this here's a blind canyon. only one way in, and one way out.
you don't say?
that's a fack.
well sir, I wish you'd a-told me that before we led the horses all the way in, what with that posse breathing down our necks.
I was fixin' to, but figured you knew what you were doin', bein' the boss and all.
I guess that's natural. truth is, though, this is my first bank job.
you don't say? you never mentioned that in the job interview.
well, it is. and from the look of it, it's gonna be my last.
that's just a darn shame. I truly thought this gang had potential.
looks like it's the end of a rope for us, slim.
a cruel fate, and I am sorry to hear you say it.
that makes two of us, I'm sure.