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!
The Good, the Bad and the Ugly
3.2s
I'm very sorry, but the store is closing.
The Good, the Bad and the Ugly
40.6s
Where is he? What are you gonna do? I'll ask the questions! Where is he? Where is he? That's enough! I don't know where he is. He packed his things ten days ago, and went away with his unit. They all left. Which company? Where'd he go?
The Good, the Bad and the Ugly
2.3s
Hijo de una gran puta!
The Good, the Bad and the Ugly
12s
The way I figure... There's really not too much future with a sawed-off runt like you. What do you mean? 'Cause I don't think you'll ever be worth more than $3,000.
The Good, the Bad and the Ugly
12.9s
What are you saying? Anybody can miss a shot? Nobody misses when I'm at the end of the rope! You never had a rope around your neck. Well, I'm going to tell you something. When that rope starts to pull tight, you can feel the devil bite your ass!
The Good, the Bad and the Ugly
10.9s
There are two kinds of spurs, my friend. Those that come in by the door... And those that come in by the window. Take off that pistol belt.
The Good, the Bad and the Ugly
5.2s
They left for Santa fe. That's all I know. I swear!
The Good, the Bad and the Ugly
3.1s
Third cavalry, general sibley.
The Good, the Bad and the Ugly
3.1s
You rotten criminals, how dare you?!
The Good, the Bad and the Ugly
1.9s
It's getting tougher.
The Good, the Bad and the Ugly
2.1s
Yeah, you're right.
The Good, the Bad and the Ugly
1.6s
Hear that?
The Good, the Bad and the Ugly
38.6s
This morning I heard the whole thing. They say colonel canby's closing in with his northerners... And no later than tomorrow that they'll be in the city. That's why these southerners are getting out! You see, as soon as these cowards hear there are blue shirts around, they run. - These rebels have no will to fight! - Poor things. They'll soon be finished. We get rid of these bastards... Then we begin making money on those Yankees. They carry gold, not paper dollars. And they're going to beat the south. Look, see that one with the white beard sitting in the wagon? General sibley. He looks dead. He's finally getting out of our hair. Hooray for Dixie! Hooray, hooray for Dixie!