Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Picks at $12, shovels at 10 and pans at 8!
Oh, Jesus Christ, you know, if you had further plans,
Hold on to my horse, I'll show you how to do it!
This dollar is not for drink.
That's all I'd be in this for.
but you had to have pussy
Man: Hey, storekeep!
I will offer a personal $50 bounty
Doc!
It don't appeal to me.
It was a near thing till the end.
'Cause I guarantee you ain't making it through in there till sun-up!
Starting with Custer getting himself massacred,
They meet these folk's needs--
You want $10 or a bottle of dope?
I'm telling you he's not impressed, all right?
History has overtaken the treaty which gave them this land.
- The deal is done. - We spat in our hands.
he'll want you out prospecting in the morning beside him.
Samson: Come out and talk to us, Bullock!
Anyway, in this camp, warrants don't count.
Is that some sort of a letter, Marshal?
Relieve the atmosphere?
will be restored to the bosom of the nation.
from Claim No. 9 above Discovery,
I said not to beat on me! I told him!
and pour me a goddamn drink!
- You think I'm gonna pay for that? - No, that's free
Look, let me just have 500, you know,
So by then the child could've got away from where you saw those other bodies?
I was born in Austria and then I grew up in Chillicothe, Ohio.
- Let's go. - Hee.
Or what? You'll kill me?
- I had to do the legwork. - I see, fair enough.
- All right... - (whip cracks)
I warned you about that loopy cunt!
Samson: It's a Jew on a wagon!
Comes to look for a business opportunity,
(clears throat)
Knee-boots, $10! Hip-boots, 15!
You help me with my fuckin' fall!
He said he lost his stake and he hadn't found no gold
scourge of the Deadwood faro tables.
Well, not that anybody asked,
And then you partnered with Mr. Bullock in Montana?
I'd be honored to ride, infirmities permitting.
We heard rumors you might be coming,
- Go get Driscoll. - Yes, sir.
- (groans) What is it? - Just hush, Tim.
my money'd be on Persimmon Phil.
AW: The paradox is the massacre at Little Bighorn
Seth: We got picks, pans and shovels.
What I got on my chest
Tomorrow?