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I have a slogan that should be blazoned on every newspaper in this country: America for the Americans! The government must not interfere with business! Reduce taxes! Our national debt is something shocking. Over one billion dollars a year! What this country needs is a businessman for president.
I have a slogan that should be blazoned on every newspaper in this country: America for the Americans! The government must not interfere with business! Reduce taxes! Our national debt is something shocking. Over one billion dollars a year! What this country needs is a businessman for president.
Quiet, Doc. This is a serious matter, ain't it?
My dear Buck, if I have only one hour to live, I'm going to enjoy myself.
I can find another wife easy, yes, but not a horse like that.
I know all I wanna know. Will you go?
Well, you gotta live no matter what happens.
Do you hear it? It's the bugle. They're blowing the charge.
Aces and eights. Dead man's hand.
I'll have you indicted for murder if you step outside with that shotgun.
Well, they're saved from the blessings of civilization.
I asked you to marry me, didn't I?
I ain't never gonna say goodbye.
This is no town for a girl like her.
Well, there are some things a man just can't run away from.
You're drunk, sir.
I just took this job ten years ago so I could make enough money to marry my Mexican girl, Julieta, and I've been working hard at it ever since.
Hold it!
You wouldn't understand, cowboy. You've never seen an angel. Nor a gentle woman.
If talk was money, Doc, you'd be the best customer I got.
Is this the face that wrecked 1000 ships and burned the tower-less tops of Ilium?
You may need me and this Winchester, Curly. Saw a ranch house burnin' last night.
A gentleman doesn't smoke in the presence of a lady.
[ giving the look ]
Danger holds the reins as the devil cracks the whip. Desperate men. Frontier women. Rising above their pasts in a West corrupted by violence and gun-fire.
I'd like to go on, brother. I want to reach the bosom of my dear family in Kansas City, Kansas as quickly as possible; but, I may never reach that bosom if we go on... so, under the circumstances - you understand, brother - I think it best we go back with the bosoms... I mean the soldiers.
I'm not only a philosopher, sir, I'm a fatalist. Somewhere, sometime, there may be the right bullet or the wrong bottle waiting for Josiah Boone. Why worry when or where?
I'm determined to get to my husband. I won't be separated any longer.
There's your receipt, 50 000 dollars. And remember this, what's good for the banks is good for the country.
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