Taggart, via ABC Family: “I hired you people to try to get a little track laid, not to jump around like a bunch of Kansas City horses.”
“Think about your secretary.”
These are people of the land. The common clay of the New West.
You know.
Morons.
Work, work, work. Work, work, work. Work, work, work. Hello boys, have a good night’s rest? I missed you!
I knew it. I’m surrounded by assholes!
Wait, that’s wrong.
A drink like that, he gonna die.
You’d do it for Randolph Scott.
Isn’t anyone going to help that poor man?
Hedley Lamarr: Wait a minute… there might be legal precedent. Of course! Land-snatching!
[grabs a law book]
Hedley Lamarr: Land, land… “Land: see Snatch.”
[flips back several pages]
Hedley Lamarr: Ah, Haley vs. United States. Haley: 7, United States: nothing. You see, it can be done!
It is my privilege to extend a laurel, and hearty handshake…
Bart: Are we awake?
Jim: We’re not sure. Are we… black?
Bart: Yes, we are.
Jim: *Then we’re awake… but we’re very puzzled. *
Man, them schnitzengrubens can really wipe you out!
Sorry about the “up yours, nigger.”
Hush shantih, that’s a sure way to get him killed!
You watch your ass
Harrumph! Harrumph!
Wargamer Johnson’s right.
Hold it! Next man makes a move the nigger gets it!!
He’p me! He’p me!
Raisinets!
Where the white women at?