I guess near the end of the meal, Meryl could have said, "All we got left is sheep-nest grass..."
JACK winces, too.
JACK:
Well, we go to do somethin' 'bout this food situation. Maybe I'll shoot one of the
Hajiki.
ENNIS:
What if Aquirre finds out,
Huh? We're supposed to guard the
Hajiki, not eat 'em.
JACK:
What's the matter with you? There's a thousand of 'em.
ENNIS:
I'll stick with
beans.
JACK:
Well, I won't.
.........
Twenty yards away, TWO CHILEAN
HAJIKIHERDERS are looking just as glum at the huge mixed herd, gesturing wildly.
ENNIS:
Well, what're we supposed to do now,
Huh?
JACK:
Get on in there...untangle them Chilean
HAJIKI outa ours, I guess.

JACK:
Damn, half the goddamn paint brands are wore off.

....
JACK in a better mood now, is doodling on his harmonica.
ENNIS (tolerant, smiles):
You'll run them
HAJIKI off again if you don't quiet down.
JACK keeps playing.