Shut the fuck up, Donny.
I beat the shit out of some kids today. But it was for a purpose. It made me feel good about myself.
He was alive when I buried him.
The preacher says all my sins is warshed away, including that Piggly Wiggly I knocked over in Yazoo.
I don’t know what you’re talkin’ about. I mean, what are you talkin’ about? I haven’t done anything funny.
Say, who wears the pants around here, H.I.?
I’m not a devious man by nature… but when you’re unarmed, your tactics might gonna be downright Archimedean.
He’s like you, he doesn’t say much.
That Buford’s a sly one. Already knows his ABC’s. Hit the deck, boy!
Except when he doesn’t say things, they’re usually nasty. When you don’t, they’re usually nice.
I was in the neighborhood, feelin’ daffy.
Ya mute!
Mrs. Hogwallop up and R-U-N-N-O-F-T.
I’m gonna R-U-N-N-O-F-T!
Count it, and go.
How’re you gonna keep 'em down on the farm after they’ve seen Karl Hungus?
Don’t let my white duds and pleasant demeanor fool ya. I, too, have been known to violate the statutes of man… and not a few of the laws of the Almighty!
Naw, I trust you. [shoots him]
Never leave a man behind!
I’ll take care of the money, you just make sure those bodies aren’t found… there’s a big incinerator in back of my place.