Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Yeah. You're a hell of a card player' fella.
They'll show up here' sooner or later.
Good huntin'.
When I came here' you weren't even a gang. I formed ya!
Rules? In a knife fight? There's no rules?
I can't say this any more - I'm old :( "Boy' I Got Vision And the Rest of the World Wears Bifocals."
You know' in the army. Right away! Go fight the Spanish.
What's the matter with you guys?
We're back in business' boys and girls' just like the old days.
I swear to you Sweetface can handle it easy.
You fellas got everything I told you all wrong.
We could buy a place.
No. Then you jump first. No I said!
So I'll go with you and I won't whine' and I'll sew your socks and stitch your wounds'
Mine! All mine!
I can't do that on account of I work for EH Harriman of the Union Pacific Railroad...
Kid' there's somethin' I think I oughta tell ya. I never shot anybody before.
The future's all yours, you lousy bicycles!
Can you believe I'm broke already?
Bolivia!
Well' you know' it could be worse.
Oh, this'd work. This'd work' Ray.
Give me that, and get some more.
Boy' for a gunman' you're one hell of a pessimist.
hallowed be thy name.
That's what happens when you live ten years alone in Bolivia. You get colourful.
Come on' Sundance. Start trussin' my feet.
- What war? - The war with the Spanish.
It's on the tip of my tongue, Etta. I swear it.
Dammit!
Neither?
It was Baltimore and Lefors.
At least think about it.
So when I say Bolivia' you just think California.
Well' we're just trying to spot an ambush, Mr Garris.
- Who says? - Well, read 'em a clippin" News.
The papers said they had you.
You sure 288 ports is enough? Yeah, 336 sounded weird.
Dammit!
Ah' you're wastin' your time.
- How much you got? - It's hardly worth it. Alpoca Mine.
They're easy. Easy' ripe and luscious.
Gio can win a knockout? He’ll be injured before the last group match!
What the hell is that?
Australia.
Don't You Get Sick Of Being Right All The Time?
They got horses in Australia. Hell' they got thousands of miles we could hide out in.
He wouldn't dare louse me up' he's that scared of me.
He'll draw on you. He's ready. You don't know how fast he is.
Come on!
Don't move!
You never could shoot' not from the very beginning.
- You can't wanna get blown up again? - Butch' you know that if it were my money'
This might be the Atlantic City' New Jersey of all Bolivia.
- Name me one thing... - They speak English in Australia!
Who are those Guys?
Now' I'm not gonna make a lot of extravagant claims for this little machine.
Like I been tellin' you' over the hill.
You're the brains' Butch. You'll think of somethin'.
One hell of a time to tell me
How long you figure we been watchin'?
What do you think?