Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You've never had a rope around your neck.

You're not digging

One bastard goes in, another comes out.

Sibley's men are retreating up there.

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

(TONGUE CLICKING)

Why not really blow it up, Captain?

you'd better hope you never end up in.

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

You can still save yourself.

(COYOTE HOWLING)

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

I always see the job through

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

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

It's always the same story.

I know the prisoners here are being robbed systematically.

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

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.

What's that you say?

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

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

You filthy bastard! Come here!

But you mustn't worry.

Do you have parents, Blondie? A mother?

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

We have two attacks a day.

Who are you? What do you want with me?

I've been looking for you for eight months.

Where? Where? Where?

When that rope starts to pull tight,

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

Tell him I want to live in peace, understand?

Hey, Luke, hand me down a whiskey.

MAN: I believe madam is home.

Visible confusion

Den onde.. ..den gode och den fule

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

SAFTETY WEEK - 2023 STAY WITH ME

which just happened to disappear.

Are our men treated that well in Andersonville camp?

he understands nothing about Tuco.

I will take you all the way...

and you know the name of the grave.

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

I wish you luck

I'll tell you why.

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

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

But he's in very good hands.

I think his idea was that I kill you.

May God have mercy on his soul. Proceed.

$200,000 in gold.

I thought of you.

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

arriving from San Rafael. Is that enough?

All I know is Carson reenlisted.

Throw it over the roof beam.

Six. Perfect number.

SOLDIER: Company B ready!

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

And may God be praised.

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

Word's around you had a visitor,