Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

He is a crafty one.
Kiss Little Frankie for me and pinch Violet's cheek.
Well, my second wife, Edna,
It don't come within 40 miles of being a coon hunt.
Keep your seat TRASH
Very well. It's impossible to bind a tongue wound.
It would have to be real money, though, to be persuasive.
I never shot nobody I didn't have to.
And you were backing away?
Them two Wharton boys, that'd be Odus and C C,
Very good, Cogburn. Now what?
A saucy line will not get you far with me.
- What is it? - I'd like to talk to you a minute.
Don't you go jawing with these people, Moon.
Best go home to them. They will need help with the churning.
It don't matter. He knows I'm on the scout.
When Papa tried to intervene, Chaney shot him.
So he likes apples.
He's abandoned me to a congress of louts.
About 12, 15.
Chaney only had the use of him.
Marshal told me you'd show up. I'm to present you to the sheriff.
You have shown great determination.
I can do nothing for you, son
When the nurse asked for a new order I can do nothing for you son
I was happy enough to set it aside and leave Texas.
on those humans that will sit still for it.
Any harm comes to that child, you do not get paid.
I can do nothing for you
If I ever meet one of you Texas waddies
No, that's the lot price. No, no... Wait a minute.
Papa's death will soon be avenged.
Bagby didn't know which way they went,
and I believe the warm weather was too much for him.
I'll stay here if you can have me.
I bow out! I wash my hands!
Well, perhaps we could double back over our tracks,
Leave your money.
by a harpy in trousers and a nincompoop!
The Sharps carbine is an instrument of uncanny power and precision.
- I don't want the ponies. - I cannot accept that.
Out here, a one-armed man looks like easy prey.
Well, don't be looking for Quincy.
He does not track! He does not shoot, except at foodstuffs!
May I say your father impressed me with his manly qualities.
Perhaps the local Indians will take him in
You do not remember moving the body!
Oh, God damn it.
Marshal Cogburn?
There's nothing for it.
My name is LaBoeuf.
I gave up two dental mirrors and a bottle of expectorant.
Your name is Mattie. You're little Mattie the bookkeeper.
I must get you to a doc, sis, or you're not gonna make it.
Long gone!
You found a flat gray rock in the corner of the smokehouse
If she is a resident of this city,
Texas Ranger.
You missed your shot, Cogburn, admit it.
While I sat there watching you, I gave some thought to stealing a kiss,
Stay here, sister.
I don't need to buy that. I confiscate it.
I thought you were gonna say the sun was in your eyes.
If you hit what you aim at, explain my shoulder!
I'm giving you the children's rate.
Do you know anything about the whereabouts of Chaney?
I was in the very middle of it. It was a terrible thing to see.
I was forced to share a bed with Grandma Turner.
They ride up. What we want is to get them all in the dugout.
You should fetch water for the morning and put it by the fire.
I was informed Rooster Cogburn had grit and I hired him to find the murderer.
down the creek bank with some hogs.
You are not LaBoeuf.
and his feet burned.
In my country, you can ride for days and see no groundwater.
Most girls like to play pretties, but you like guns, do you?
If it ain't loaded and cocked, it don't shoot.
Lucky Ned and his cohort gone.
before turning up at your father's place.
Go!
Rooster Cogburn?
What did you see when you arrived?
Farrell!
You have five minutes!
It is you who have nothing to offer, Cogburn.
It's apt to get lively out here.
If he is yet alive, I would be pleased to hear from him.
How can you give up now
God damn it! I do not accept it as a given that I did shoot LaBoeuf.
You are not BUSTER SCRUGG.
and my wife did not care for the company of my river friends.
I bow out.
with a hollowed-out space under it and nothing there.
I misjudged you.
He's a man who walks in front of bullets!
Come on, you!
I believe you testified you backed away from Aaron Wharton?
Chelmsford's gone.