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[Sighs]
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You‘re gonna get us both killed, Cowboy! This is crazy!
We can leave. I got ‘em.
Here is where we are.
Oh, me.
She‘s a sucker for a ten—gallon hat.
— Doesn‘t that guy ever sleep? — He will now. He‘s been hit in the shoulder.
We’ve got another delivery from the Cowboy.
Not this time, Pierce.
Well, I don‘t remember the draft board promising any of us a lot oflaughs.
Maybe he needs some relaxation.
He‘s gonna be very unhappy.
Cowboyjust got back from another run.
Swing‘s a little strange, but the ball looked good.
Just asking, Henry. Just asking.
We‘d better keep an eye on him.
I am not running a personal taxi service.
— How do they feel? —They hurt like hell.
Let‘s go home, Cowboy.
Did you fill out the fitness reports?
Yeah, but I think he‘s got something at home that is.
When do | get out of here?
— Knock it off, Burns. — Sir.