Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Blondie I am your friend
This morning, I heard the whole thing.
But as long as I'm commandant, I won't permit any such trickery. Am I clear?
TUCO: Hey, open up! Open up! Hurry!
You're the son of a thousand fathers, all bastards like you.
Whenever I should've had a gun in my right hand,
(SCREAMS)
Yeah, $2,000.
Is that yer family?
The way back to town is only 70 miles.
Well, you don't have to worry.
Such ingratitude after all the times I saved your life
No, probably not.
Over that way.
You see, in this world, there's two kinds of people, my friend Those with loaded guns and those who dig. You dig
I'VE NEVER SEEN SO MANY GAMERS WASTED SO BADLY
I'll always honor your memory.
If you do that, you'll always be poor,
The blood is bursting through my...
There's two of us.
(SPEAKING SPANISH)
that's enough.
Hey Blondie! Do something!
They're gray like us. Let's say hello to them and then get going.
The minute I saw you, I said to myself,
That's a lot of money for a head.
Thank you from Liu Hong
$1,000?
Come on, Blondie. We don't have very far to go.
Why, you son of a...
with the cholera and the rabies and the plague!
What did he say about the money?
That's right.
(SPEAKS SPANISH)
Canby's men are coming here.
I'll keep the money, and you can have the rope.
Don't you recognize me?
Let's get the hell out of here!
Blondie, you realize we might be risking our lives.
Hut, two, three, four. Hut, two, three, four.
You, back there. Come on, let's go.
(TRAIN WHISTLE BLOWING)
No, I didn't talk.
(GRUNTING)
That's all I know, I swear!
Bill Carson!
Carson has a patch over one eye. He's with the Third.
Hurray for Dixie! Hurray! Hurray for Dixie!
You'd better talk.
(WHISPERS) Come closer.
(GRUNTING)
Here. This is for you.
Oh, no. Not you. You remain tied.
Even to think of destroying that bridge is just...
That's so. Even a tramp like me, no matter what happens,
But no one will set foot in this hell,
MAGA
There should be a bridge across that river.
Present!
I think I feel sick.
It was the grave marked Unknown right beside Arch Stanton.
and have so much to talk about.
Another 100 miles of beautiful, sunbaked sand.
Sure.
it sure would be a pity.
by treating them better.
Why don't we?
Don't die Blondie
You look very well.
Hey, Blondie, here's water. Water, Blondie.
All of us reek of alcohol.
That's your bit.
(SCOFFS)