Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Let 'em see your faces.
like you just gonna walk in here
♪ Woman cry gives us life ♪
you are currently in the company of extremely violent individuals.
Any bullets coming through that door will hit him first, okay?
♪ Crosses on the head of an angel ♪
♪ Do unto others ♪
Someone's got to get the lay of the land before we make our next move.
Push!
♪ Oh gosh now ♪
But you know as well as I do how much that's worth.
[both grunting]
♪ No Wahala can best we ♪
Come on. Giddyap. Go.
- ♪ Six! ♪ - ♪ Them that don't see the devil ♪
about the age of ten years old,
Walk with me.
So I say fuck Cherokee Bill.
Every time I speak on my speed,
All right.
All right. Where?
♪ Wahala they ride Wahala they run ♪
♪ Bird in flight ♪
Everybody out there?
Exhale.
just because you decide to come trottin' back.
Nah, he wouldn't do that
Rufus Buck.
You will be hounded to the ends of the earth for this.
They beat you bad?
No.
♪ Oh gosh ♪
He liked to drink.
And we ain't teaming up, old man.
♪ Wahala they fly Wahala they fall ♪
What's your name?
Cuff, clean this man up.
Ever cross your mind why you was given the task
[ominous string music playing]
[in Spanish] Father Esparza?
[music resumes]
["We Go Harder" playing]
and go back to whatever it is you call home?
Get off this train now, you motherless scum.
♪ She goes ♪
lyin' on the floor in a pool of blood.
Any word on the take from the Kansas City bank?
Six.
[Pickett] What bank we talking about anyway?
[body thuds]
Look, I know that Wiley got his ways, but he was loyal once.
Just a man.
Theodore.
♪ Never, ever ♪
[Rufus exhales]
Stop that. Don't do that.
♪ Whatever you want engraved What your tombstone will say too ♪
♪ Is ♪
Nathaniel Buck.
You know, a man like you will have us all subservient
the angel of death who hunts down those who trespass against him with no mercy.
[gunshot echoing]
Rufus won't let Mary go once he gets that money.
♪ And there ain't no turning around ♪
and handle our business.
♪ Where do we go? ♪
Naturally.
[Trudy grunting]
Wiley Escoe.
State your purpose, bastard.
[woman gasps]
- I said put the gun down. - [passengers gasping]
♪ See a changed soul ♪
Man or devil,
Your hand is shaking. You'll miss.
[music stops]
Ooh.
♪ People they know they copy Go all up in my grotto ♪
[chuckles]
- [man] Please. - [shakily] No.
Gonna get me a drink.
'Cept for Mary's, naturally.
I won't.
a freshly minted bank robber, face up on wanted posters all over the territory.
[emotional string music playing]
You scared.
until I did find him.
[Rufus] How do I look?
♪ Whoa, seen! Here I come! ♪
["No Turning Around" playing]
No! No, no, no, no, no! No!
from here to Texas.