Percy Garris: Could I see that?
(Sundance Kid hands his revolver to Percy)
Percy Garris: Fairly nice looking piece. Can you hit anything?
Sundance Kid: Sometimes.
(Percy tosses a block of wood out several yards in front of the group)
Percy Garris: Hit that.
(The Kid takes his sixshooter from Percy, twirls it then drops it in the holster)
Percy Garris: No, no, stop, stop. I just want to know, uh, can you shoot?
(Percy removes the revolver from the Kid’s holster, holds it steadily in front of him as if to aim, and Sundance takes it from Percy)
Percy Garris: Shoot.
(Sundance takes careful aim, pulls the trigger and fires at the target, missing the block by a wide margin. Butch walks over and looks downrange incredulously at the untouched block while Percy spits tobacco, grunts, turns, and walks away)
Sundance Kid: Can I move?
(Percy turns back to address Sundance)
Percy Garris: Move. What the h*ll ya mean move?
(Immediately the Sundance Kid swiftly crouches in a quickdraw stance, draws his piece and fires two rounds in succession hitting the block of wood once,  then again as it flies from the first strike)
Sundance Kid: I’m better when I move.
Percy Garris: Yeah.

– Butch Cassidy, the Sundance Kid, and Percy Garris in Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid, 1969