"Jack's here, too?"

Bill glances around, half expecting to find another body amongst Mrs. Freeda's marigolds.

"Let's work on gettin' you out of here, first, then we'll figure out the rest."

Raylan's not exactly his most lucid right now, and if they stay out here too long Mrs. Freeda is going to be back.

"C'mon."

Bill bends and offers Raylan his arm and shoulder to try and help the marshal to his feet.