He can't help but flash a grin behind his mug. A doctor. The money that would have taken. How little it would have pissed Arlo off. No, Raylan had no interest in doctoring; his skills lay elsewhere in his family's traditions.

"Eastern Kentucky since 1903 and I don't think a single Givens has ever been a doctor. My kin has always been better at putting bullets in men than takin' them out." And cooking moonshine, mining, and beating their women, but he was pretty sure that came with the accent.

"That where you're from? Montana?"