Hatfield Carnes:
Had to shoot me a Mexican.
Deputy Santiago: He's dead!
Sheriff Jim Ellison: Give me your gun.
Hatfield Carnes: You ain't seem to get the right of it. I had to shoot him.
Sheriff Jim Ellison: Nothin' personal, Hat. Let's have the gun.
Hatfield Carnes: What? For shootin' a Mexican?
Sheriff Jim Ellison: For shootin' a man.
Deputy Santiago: He's dead!
Sheriff Jim Ellison: Give me your gun.
Hatfield Carnes: You ain't seem to get the right of it. I had to shoot him.
Sheriff Jim Ellison: Nothin' personal, Hat. Let's have the gun.
Hatfield Carnes: What? For shootin' a Mexican?
Sheriff Jim Ellison: For shootin' a man.
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Hatfield Carnes: Now you talk big, Mex. Let's see if you got guts enough to draw on a white man.
Hatfield Carnes: Now you talk big, Mex. Let's see if you got guts enough to draw on a white man.