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Come on, honey.
I think it's time you had a drink with a real man.
As if you'd know where to find one.
Unhand that lady.
Your manners ain't improved since the last time I seen you.
Seems you're getting a little hot under the collar, friend.
You need something to cool you off.
Aagh!
You gentlemen, uh, care to make it two against two?
My pleasure.
Ready to change partners?
I thought you'd never ask.
Ooh!
THADIUS: Come on, sheriff.
Hey, hey, wait a minute. Wait a minute.
[GUNSHOT]
Here.
All right, you done that. Now do your duty.
Sheriff, these are the men right here that are responsible.
Oh, hush up, gal.
I wanna know, first of ,
whose horse that is hitched up out front.
I'm talking about the brown gelding
with the brown saddlebag.
I guess you're talking about mine. Why?
Well, it seems that the horse under that particular saddlebag
belongs to Mr. Hogg here.
So I'm gonna arrest you for horse thieving.
I don't think so. That's my horse.
He's bought and paid for.
Not with my brand on him, he ain't.
All right, sheriff, take him away.
And while you're at it,
I want you to arrest that one too,
suspected of being his accomplice.
All right, make one move, and you'll make my day.
All right, hand over those--
Get your hands off of me.
[INDISTINCT SHOUTING]
JESSE: Get this tub of lard off of me.
FRANK: I'll tear you apart, Duke.
Get out of my way, fat man.
THADIUS: All right, let's see what we've got here.
We got this one. Go get the other .
Don't let him get away.
Don't worry, he's as good as got.
Good.
Why don't we go for the money, Jesse?
Let's forget about them Dukes.
Because I don't rest until I put both them Dukes
in the cold, cold ground, and then we get the money.
Hyah!