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on the grave.
It doesn't matter. I'll kill them all.
answer present.
To all of you
You talked, you traitor. You talked.
When I start off to find somebody, I find him.
WOMAN: Poor things.
$200. It's all I've got.
The brothers take care of anyone who's wounded,
And when he's found, I'd be scared to be put in his shoes.
(SCREAMS)
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I said Bill Carson!
£384? A celebration pending perhaps?
Such ingratitude after all the times I've saved your life
No.
To all of us growing spuds
YOU STAY QUIET YOU OLD HEN
Blondie, what's the matter?
Carson, Carson, yeah, yeah. Glad to meet you, Carson.
You wouldn't play a joke on me like that.
I'm your friend. Come on. Come on.
So that's why you came to Tuco
Look, I mean, when...
one became a priest or a bandit.
Got it. Thank you.
No one?
- Hoorah for General... What's his name? - Lee.
it's goodbye.
You leave him be. He doesn't know who rides every horse.
Where?
it ought to hold a hearing, and Jackson's acquitted.
How's your digestion now?
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Proceed.
Like you.
He said quite a bit that should interest you,
I, Tuco Ramirez, brother of Brother Ramirez,
Yeah, Captain, it's nothing. Let's scare the hell out of them.
Name and traveling papers.
and you're looking for an infirmary?
(LAUGHING)
Your spurs.
You rotten criminals. How dare you?
That sure is a long way.
no matter what the color of his uniform.
Five for you. One, two
I had a good deal for you.
Dig.
Tuco Benedicto Pacifico Juan Maria Ramirez...
Hey Blondie
To hell with all you sheriffs and deputies and all who gave birth to you.
I got a good sense of where I'm going.
Good treatment.
May God have mercy on his soul.
You chose your way, I chose mine.
Water. Water.
The troops are coming. Come on.
SOLDIER: Hut, two, three, four. Hut, two, three, four.
Sure, I'll go, I'll go.
Yeah, Tuco,
Don't die until later, you son of a...
That's why you came to Tuci
Think if you'd been on your own.
$4,000.
(TUCO STAMMERS)
You know who you are?
And so, Blondie,
Since we're all going in the same direction,
Thank you, Father. Thank you.
Now get on that.
Not all guilty men hang a golden-haired angle watches over him
Hey, Blondie!
Isn't three the perfect number?
Not wise to use your own name.
You're brave with a man who's tied up!
(LAUGHING)
because he hates the Yanks, huh, Blondie?
.
(LAUGHING)
It'll only take a minute. Get moving.
guilty of the following crimes,
Which cemetery?
And some in gold. That's a tidy sum.
My brother, he is crazy about me.
I feel a man like you could manage it.
to protect me.
It's buried in a grave.