Ennis looks at Jack, frowns, shakes his heads, and in a tone of both doubt and sadness:
No I, . . I told you, . . it ain't gonna' be that way.
Gets up from his recline facing Jack, sits close to Jack, but doesn't look him in the eye, continues . . .
Ya' know you, . . you got your wife n' baby in Texas, n, . . you know I got my life in Riverton.