Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Say it.
I can hit sand, but we need the lead.
So far so good
Means there's gold in the equation,
I expect we'll make ten miles by sundown.
Move, get out of the way, go on!
So what's the play here, Sam, huh?
This is the Lord's house. It's no place for guns.
This is as good a place as any.
Suffered losses too painful to bear to make this our home.
And this is my associate, Teddy Q.
be consumed by.
Goodnight, you're our best shot with a rifle.
After our business is concluded, what then?
Some.
We did it.
Bring them
No!
Mmm-hmm.
That simple.
Hyah! Hyah!
Oh, sight to see, even with a storm on our backs.
Ask the Dennehys how far reasoning got them.
Let's go.
You know where you are, cowboy?
Lord, give me clear vision!
We all are, but we came far to get here.
He come with Goodnight.
This is what you love, what you'd die for.
- Mr. Paley, come on in. - All right, sweetheart.
You got it?
You're loco, my friend.
Did I introduce you to my wife?
- Damned if I won't defend it. - That's right.
- Yeah, you can. - I...
Oh... yippee, yippee, yippee, ándale.
It was
Who here fought in the War of Northern Aggression?
Those of you who do not,
We're even.
- Ask for forgiveness. - Wait.
Hit the steeple.
Awful lot of deputies for such a small place, ain't it?
God bless you, Mr. Chisolm.
I just wanted to take a moment to come up here
- Can you believe that? - That's fantastic.
Whoa!
What is this? Come on.
Just don't take anything you didn't bring with you.
Leave your weapon.
- Let 'em come. We'll be ready for 'em. - I beg pardon, sir.
I'll try to use one-syllable words from now on.
- Praise God. - Amen.
That man's trouble.
You want to help me out?
come see me.
- Oh! - Sh...
They're just dreams, Goody.
Why don't you stay down, boy?
They're better off without you.
Stab. That's it.
Hurry.
Shh, shh, shh.
Dawn.
Yeah, that's Powder Dan. Get him on outta here.
There's too many of 'em. They're gonna kill all of us!
Yeah.
- That was kind of good. - Pretty good.
They got the devil's breath!
Keep shooting!
Let's move! Move!
We gotta get these kids outta here.
I sense we are bonding.
Get out of here! Go on!
Go on, pick it up. Pick it up.
- Sheriff! Sheriff! - He shot him in cold blood!
I'll have some more beans.
This gold's heavy.
- I remember. - You remember?
You quit staring.
Hyah! Hyah!
Now, you don't mind giving up those guns, do you?
on Earth as it is in heaven.
- Yet... - Come on. Let's go!
Fifty-two cards.
I believe every man's got the right to choose where he dies, if he can.
Come on! Come out!
What's the matter with y'all?
- Whoa! - Three minutes.
Took a job. Looking for some men to join me.
Oh, yeah.
Please tell me I'm hallucinating.
Lock 'em up! Let's...
and I told you the war was over.
- Now! - Come on!
Go around! Go around!
- Come on, there's a fire! - Something's on fire!
It's him, all right.
- Man, he got it. - What was that?
- No. - Shh, shh.
My name's Emma Cullen.