Of citizens, state banks, and post offices... The theft of sacred objects, arson in a state prison... Perjury, bigamy, deserting his wife and children... Inciting prostitution, kidnapping, extortion... Receiving stolen goods, selling stolen goods... Passing counterfeit money, and contrary to the laws of this state... The condemned is guilty of using...
The Good, the Bad and the Ugly
5.9s
Know how much you're worth now? No, how much? $3,000!
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2.2s
Cartridge.
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4.7s
Bill Carson. That's what he calls himself now.
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2.1s
Name of Jackson.
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3s
Now, put the rope around your neck!
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2.2s
Taking a rest?
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7s
Baker has nothing. The gold... I hid the gold. The gold is safe!
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53s
What a dirty rotten trick of fate! We could have all that money in our hands. I must tell you the truth, blondie. In my place, you would do the same thing. It's all over for you now. There's nothing anyone can do anymore. It's my fault! Mine, mine! I'll tell you one thing, blondie. If I knew that my last hour had come... I swear, in my place, in your place, I would do the same thing.
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14.2s
From the way the wounded are pouring into this place... We better get the hell out of here before we get caught up in the war. Tuco, father Ramirez is back. This is something I have to look into. It'll only take a minute. Get moving. - Where? This way? - Yes.
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4s
I wonder if my brother remembers his brother.
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2s
Did I do wrong?
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1.2s
Hey, Pablo!
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1.9s
It's me, tuco!
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4.1s
Well, after a meal, there's nothing like a good cigar.
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1.6s
Sure.
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38.8s
I didn't tell you my brother was in charge here. Everything, like the pope almost. He's in charge in Rome. My brother, he says to me: "Stay, brother, don't go home." "We never see each other.” "Here, there's plenty to eat and drink. Bring your friend, too." Whenever we see each other, he never lets me go. It's always the same story. My brother, he's crazy about me. That's so. Even a tramp like me, no matter what happens... I know there's a brother somewhere who will never refuse me a bowl of soup.