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I'm telling you, I want the prisoners treated as prisoners.

Den onde.. ..den gode och den fule

Don't move. I'll be right back.

Who are you? What do you want with me?

You wouldn't play a joke on me like that.

We have two attacks a day.

I just don't know what you drifters could be thinking.

Are our men treated that well in Andersonville camp?

$200,000 in gold.

You filthy bastard! Come here!

I wish you luck

and whatever you do do not go near the wilcox file! that's W-I-L-C-O-X ok? psst! excuse me a moment.

When that rope starts to pull tight,

At the least, I'd say you'll make colonel.

Hey, Luke, hand me down a whiskey.

I've been looking for you for eight months.

Tell him I want to live in peace, understand?

You're not digging

(TONGUE CLICKING)

Even a filthy beggar like that has got a protecting angel.

And may God be praised.

MAN: I believe madam is home.

Come here! Cut this rope off! Get off that horse.

I will take you all the way...

Where? Where? Where?

I always see the job through

I'll tell you why.

Chico and Ramon, his two brothers, were my friends, too.

All I know is Carson reenlisted.

I thought of you.

Do you have parents, Blondie? A mother?

you're gonna need a lot of help to get up again. A lot.

Throw it over the roof beam.

It's always the same story.

If I did, I probably wouldn't be here now.

I know the prisoners here are being robbed systematically.

If you save your breath, I feel a man like you could manage it.

and you know the name of the grave.

Come on, come on, the party's over.

One bastard goes in, another comes out.

he understands nothing about Tuco.

Cannon fire or storm, it's all the same to you.

I think his idea was that I kill you.

What's that you say?

arriving from San Rafael. Is that enough?

you'd better hope you never end up in.

I'll write the name on the bottom of this stone.

Sibley's men are retreating up there.

Six. Perfect number.

But you mustn't worry.

You can still save yourself.

But he's in very good hands.

May God have mercy on his soul. Proceed.

SOLDIER: What are you doing? No, leave me alone.

We have found the accused, Thomas Larson, alias Shorty Larson,

(COYOTE HOWLING)

Word's around you had a visitor,

Burns, huh? They say people with fair skin can't take too much.

SOLDIER: Company B ready!

Visible confusion

You've never had a rope around your neck.

Why not really blow it up, Captain?

SAFTETY WEEK - 2023 STAY WITH ME

which just happened to disappear.