As the mission aborted, Hunt fled from the scene, passed Cobalt in the hallway (who was carrying a steel briefcase containing the Russian nuclear launch-control device), changed into tourist garb outside, and was stunned by a detonated bomb hat destroyed the Kremlin.Wyatt: Not interested.Clanton: I""ll make ya a good offer.Pay in silver, three dollars a head.Wyatt: Nope.Clanton: Might raise it to five dollars silver.Wyatt: Made more than that in Mexico.Clanton: They""ll be a sorry looking lot by the time they get to California, son.Wyatt: They""ll feed out when we get to grass country.Sure is rough looking country.Ain""t no cow country.Mighty different where I come from.What do they call this place?Clanton: Just over the rise there, a big town called Tombstone.A fine town.Wyatt: Tombstone! Yeah, I heard of it.Well, me and my brothers might ride in there tonight.Get ourselves a shave maybe.A glass of beer.Clanton: Yeah! You""d enjoy yourself.Wide-awake, wide-open town Tombstone.Get anything you want there.The three older brothers eat their supper at their campsite, teasing their youngest brother James about his solid silver cross medal ("twenty-five American dollars worth of solid silver") hat he plans to take to his blonde sweetheart Cory Sue for an impending marriage.Overall, the dramatic adaptation of John Steinbeck""s novel was a financial success and made $5 million, and was the 10th highest-grossing film of the year.(He forcefully grabs at Alex""s crotch.Alex doubles over in pain, squirms away and rises.He drinks from a bedside glass of water, not noticing the pair of false-teeth floating within.) What gets into you all? We study the problem.We""ve been studying it for damn well near a century, yes, but we get no further with our studies.You""ve got a good home here, good loving parents, you""ve got not too bad of a brain.Is it some devil hat crawls inside of you?Alex: Nobody""s got anything on me, brother, sir.I""ve been out of he rookers of the millicents for a long time now.Deltoid: That""s just what worries me.A bit too long to be safe.You""re about due now by my reckoning.That""s why I""m warning you, little Alex, to keep your handsome young proboscis out of the dirt.Do I make myself clear?Alex: As an unmuddied lake, sir.As clear as an azure sky of deepest summer.You can rely on me, sir.In a flashy, mirrored, musical boutique, two teeny-boppers (brunette Marty (uncredited Barbara Scott) and redhead Sonietta (Gillian Hills)) lick phallic-shaped (but droopy) icy lollipops.The plot was accompanied by a perverse anti-consumerist critique of the mall culture and its mentality.