Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

When you're done you keep the plate, you keep the fork!

That was the name of the man who killed my wife.

Staring at clouds makes me think.

It chased us for a mile or more.

The way around is they decide to live in Colorado.

You gotta pay a tax when you graze cattle in Comanche land.

Found a few. They're right there.

If I knew a way around I'd tell you.

Is he getting a spanking?

I killed a man.

I think you used up the last of your luck, Thomas.

I saw 'em. About a mile back.

[German and Slavic chatter]

then you're eating with yer fucking hands.

Looks like some thieves picked up our cattle.

There's water in this draw.

Where's my husband?

Get off the goddam horse.

- Thank you. - You're welcome.

small enough to fight.

Where's your camp?

The storm will be here tomorrow.

I think she fancies those damn Indians.

I guess we don't.

He don't know what that word means.

I don't think we can baby 'em anymore.

I doubt it'll happen this way, but they could double back.