ONE DAY OUT WEST
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badboy.zip 10K
Chris: You've been a bad boy.
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believe.zip 33K
Judge: What do you believe in, Mr. Larabee?
Chris: Not as much as I used to.
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braveman.zip 31K
Judge: Am I to believe that this is the only brave man among you?
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brokethe.zip 9K
Chris: You broke the law.
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cantbuy.zip 16K
Chris: Some things money can't buy.
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carefuly.zip 21K
Chris: I have to choose my fights carefully these days.
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courage.zip 30K
Judge: I am deeply moved by this exhibition of courage.
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cowboy.zip 18K
Chris: Did he just call me a cowboy, J.D.?
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figure.zip 442K
Chris: Figure you're dead if you're lying.
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getinto.zip 14K
Chris: As long as you know what you're getting yourself into.
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goback.zip 11K
Chris: Go back to where you came from.
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gunpoint.zip 33K
Judge: I want you to get some witnesses. Do it at gunpoint, if you have to.
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huh.zip 63K
Ezra: Now that we are rid of that loathsome curmudgeon, you may effect my emancipation.
J.D.: Huh?
Ezra: Let me out.
J.D.: Oh.
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identity.zip 49K
Ezra: Gentlemen, gentlemen, please, this is obviously an unfortunate case of mistaken identity.
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letmeout.zip 9K
Ezra: Let me out.
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morning.zip 9K
Chris: See you in the morning.
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myfriend.zip 13K
Ezra: Don't do this, my friend.
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mypast.zip 29K
Chris: My past is my own, Buck. It's not something you can use for conversation.
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nevermet.zip 22K
Chris: Never met a man who was in such a hurry to get himself hung.
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nicetobe.zip 12K
Chris: It's nice to be remembered.
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nuthin.zip 25K
Chris: Man like James, he don't care about nuthin' or nobody but himself.
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pity.zip 53K
Ezra: It's a pity that I, as a convicted felon, will be unable to lend my services.
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ranout.zip 33K
Chris: You ran out on me once before. You wouldn't be thinking about doing that again, would you?
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regret.zip 17K
Chris: I have a feeling that I'm going to regret this.
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ridof.zip 46K
Ezra: Now that we are rid of that loathsome curmudgeon, you may effect my emancipation.
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sheriff.zip 25K
Judge: All right, I got twenty dollars for any man who wants to be sheriff.
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takemy.zip 8K
Chris: Take my advice.
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tojail.zip 15K
Judge: All right, take him to jail and lock him up.
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townaint.zip 11K
Chris: This town ain't fit for a woman.
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tuscosa.zip 23K
Chris: What are the women like in Tuscosa?
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voteof.zip 14K
Ezra: Thanks for the vote of confidence.
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walkthru.zip 17K
Chris: You get in his way, he'll walk right through you.
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whiskey.zip 39K
Chris: I was thinking about whiskey. A room. A bed. More whiskey.
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wontkill.zip 15K
Chris: Start walking--we won't kill you.
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NEMESIS
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apprec.zip 11K
Chris: I'll appreciate you letting me know.
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chris.zip 84K
Chris: I hear you're interested in making a deal. You an eyewitness to the Larabee killings?
Black Fox: Yeah, who're you?
Chris: Chris. Chris Larabee!
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dailycon.zip 63K
Steele: What do you do when you're not helping Larabee?
Josiah: Looking and listening.
Steele: Uh huh. For what?
Josiah: Daily confirmation of the hand of God in all things.
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deal.zip 16K
Chris: I hear you're interested in making a deal.
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divine.zip 28K
Josiah: Now that there is divine intervention. Me, I was going to shoot your hand off.
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leadfly.zip 51K
Nathan: Chris asked me and Josiah to ride along 'cause its always good to have backup. Specially when all that lead starts flying.
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letitgo.zip 7K
Chris: Let it go.
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looking.zip 13K
Chris: I'm looking for some answers.
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oldtesta.zip 53K
Steele: I've never seen a man of the cloth carry a gun before.
Nathan: Josiah can get very old testament on occasion.
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purgator.zip 26K
Vin: Welcome to Purgatory, boys. A real hell hole.
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ready.zip 6K
Chris: We ready?
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ridewith.zip 58K
Steele: May I ask how long you guys been riding with Larabee?
Josiah: You mean with his killer outlaw gang?
Steele: Yes.
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suityour.zip 7K
Chris: Suit yourself.
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trythis.zip 13K
Chris: Try this one more time?
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understa.zip 11K
Chris: You understand me?
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whatelse.zip 6K
Chris: What else?
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whois.zip 30K
Buck: Who is this guy?
Chris: Nobody. Leave him.
Buck: You mind if I just shoot him?
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youjust.zip 13K
Chris: You just about got yourself killed.
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youkilld.zip 54K
Chris: You killed my wife and son. Why?
Fowler: Seemed like a good idea at the time. Least the money was right.
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THE COLLECTOR |
aintone.zip 32K
Vin: He ain't one that'd be easy to forget. He could kill a man with his breath alone.
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blinder.zip 76K
JD: That girl gets on my nerves, Buck. Hell, she ain't even hardly a girl.
Buck: JD, if you were any blinder, you'd be running into walls.
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bullet.zip 15K
Top Hat Bob Sikes: You got to shoot me. Put a bullet in me.
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deadanim.zip 16K
Vin: Man, Bob, you just eat a dead animal?
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debase.zip 28K
Ezra: A gentleman does not debase himself by engaging in menial labor.
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famous.zip 10K
Nathan: You supposed to be famous?
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haveyou.zip 16K
Ezra: Have you taken leave of your senses?
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hellyes.zip 8K
Top Hat Bob: Hell, yes! I'm famous!
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hereiam.zip 7K
Chris: Well, here I am.
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hint.zip 11K
Buck: Why don't you give him a hint?
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ifyou.zip 27K
Buck: If you were any blinder, you'd be running into walls.
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knowevry.zip 15K
JD: You think you know everything.
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ladies.zip 63K
Top Hat Bob Sikes: Damn you, Chris Larabee, you've been scared of running into
me since we met.
Chris: There's a couple of ladies I'm scared of running into, but you're not one of them.
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lunatic.zip 17K
Emma: You are a lunatic!
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maniac.zip 19K
Emma: Would you listen to me, you maniac?
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message.zip 4K
Top Hat Bob: I've got a message for Chris Larabee.
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mycoat.zip 19K
Ezra: Just don't blow up the son of a bitch who's wearing my coat.
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nevrhrd.zip 10K
Chris: Top Hat Bob Sikes? I never heard of him.
Vin: He ain't one that'd be easy to forget. He could kill a man with his breath alone.
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partakin.zip 37K
Chris: Would you be interested in partaking in a little show of force?
Buck: "Show of force?" Why, hell, that's my middle name.
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payedme.zip 31K
Emma: I wanted him to bother me! He paid me for the privilege!
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pusillan.zip 18K
Top Hat Bob Sikes: You pusillanimous son of a bitch!
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ruining.zip 30K
Emma: Stop it! Stop it! You are ruining everything!
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samethin.zip 14K
Chris: Yeah, I was thinking the same thing.
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sissyhat.zip 36K
Chris: Seems to me a man would remember a one-eyed coward, six and a half
feet tall with no hair and a sissy hat.
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thankyou.zip
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Vin: Miz Netty, you may not know this, but Ezra here is a gambler.
Mis Netty: Well, he sure ain't a ranch hand.
Ezra: Thank you.
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whoare.zip 10K
Chris: Who the hell are you?
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youvegot.zip 73K
Vin: You got more than $300 tucked right there in that fancy boot.
Ezra: Which you think I am going to donate to this wizened crone...no offense, ma'am. Have you taken leave of your senses? |