Man With No Name:
You may run the risks, my friend, but I do the cutting. We cut down my percentage - uh, cigar? - liable to interfere with my aim.
Tuco:
But if you miss you had better miss very well. Whoever double-crosses me and leaves me alive, he understands nothing about Tuco.
Tuco:
[
trying to read a note] "See you soon, id...” "id...” "ids...”
Man With No Name:
[
taking the note] "Idiots". It's for you.
Tuco:
God is on our side because he hates the Yanks.
Man With No Name:
God is not on our side because he hates idiots also.
[
surveying some Civil War carnage]
Man With No Name:
I've never seen so many men wasted so badly.
Man With No Name:
Two hundred thousand dollars is a lot of money. We're gonna have to earn it.
Baker:
Here, this is for you. You did a good job for me.
[
hands over a purse]
Angel Eyes:
Oh I almost forgot. He payed me a thousand. I think his idea was that I kill you.
[
they both laugh]
Angel Eyes:
But you know the pity is when I'm paid, I always follow my job through. You know that.
Baker:
Noo! Angel Eyes!
[
he is shot through a pillow]
Tuco:
I like big fat men like you. When they fall they make more noise.
[
as they set out across the desert]
Tuco:
If you save your breath I feel a man like you can manage it. And if you don't manage it, you'll die. Only slowly, very slowly old friend.
Tuco:
There are two kinds of people in the world, my friend: Those with a rope around the neck, and the people who have the job of doing the cutting.
Man With No Name:
It's not a joke, it's a rope, Tuco. Now I want you to get up there and put your head in that noose.
Tuco:
I would like to piss, it's rough. I've been shaking up in this train nearly ten hours now.
Cpl. Wallace:
You smell like a pig already. Let's try not to make things any worse.
Man With No Name:
You see, in this world there's two kinds of people, my friend: Those with loaded guns and those who dig. You dig.
[
Tuco is in a bubble bath. The One Armed Man enters the room]
One Armed Man:
I've been looking for you for 8 months. Whenever I should have had a gun in my right hand, I thought of you. Now I find you in exactly the position that suits me. I had lots of time to learn to shoot with my left.
[
Tuco kills him with the gun he has hidden in the foam]
Tuco:
When you have to shoot, shoot, don't talk.
[
a dying man has information Tuco wants]
Tuco:
Don't die, I'll get you water. Stay there. Don't move, I'll get you water. Don't die until later.
Tuco:
You want to know who you are? Huh? Huh? You don't, I do, everyone does... you're the son of a thousand fathers, all bastards like you.
Angel Eyes:
[
as Wallace is beating Tuco] How's your digestion now?
Stevens:
What are you being paid for killing me?
Angel Eyes:
Five hundred dollars... to get the name.
[
last lines]
Tuco:
[
shouting] Hey, Blond! You know what you are? Just a dirty son-of-a-b-!
Man With No Name:
[
counting Angel Eyes' men] One, two, three, four, five, and six. Six, the perfect number.
Angel Eyes:
I thought three was the perfect number.
Man With No Name:
I've got six more bullets in my gun.
Tuco:
I'll kill you.
Man With No Name:
If you do that... you'll always be poor... just like the greasy rat you are.
Tuco:
You became a priest because you were too much of a coward to do what I do.
Man With No Name:
The way I figure, there's really not too much future with a sawed-off runt like you.
[
to Tuco]
Man With No Name:
Tut, tut. Such ingratitude after all the times I saved your life.
[
Tuco is protesting his innocence]
Tuco:
I'm innocent! I'm just a simple farmer!
Sheriff:
[
shows Tuco the wanted poster] Come here, you! Just a simple farmer, eh? Who is this?
Tuco:
Me?
Sheriff:
Yeah, you.
Tuco:
Who says so? You can't even read!
[
the Sheriff rolls up the poster]
Tuco:
Go ahead, roll it up! I'll give a good idea where to put it!
[
Tuco has captured Blondie and is planning to hang him]
Tuco:
Get on that stool and put the rope around your neck. I have a different system, my friend; I don't shoot the rope, I shoot the legs from under the stool.
[
Sound of distant rumbling]
Tuco:
Even when Judas hanged himself there was thunder.
Man With No Name:
That might be cannon fire.
Tuco:
Thunder or cannon fire, it's all the same to you. Adios, Blondie.
Man With No Name:
Put your drawers on, and take your gun off.
Man With No Name:
Every gun makes its own tune.
Tuco:
[
trying to read a grave that is marked "Unknown"] Un-k... un-k... there's no name on it.
Man With No Name:
[
showing him a stone] There's no name here, either. See, that's what Bill Carson told me. It was the grave marked "Unknown", right beside Arch Stanton.
Tuco:
One bastard goes in, another one comes out.
Tuco:
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.
Jackson:
The name on the grave is... water
Tuco:
In the cemetary, okay, in the grave okay! But it must have a name or a number on it! Talk, damn you!
Maria:
Is that you Bill? Bill!
Angel Eyes:
Go on talking about Bill Carson.
[
first lines]
Stevens:
You're... from Baker... Tell Baker that I told him all that I know already. Tell him I want to live in peace, understand? That it's no use to go on tormenting me! I know nothing at all about that case of coins. Now that gold has disappeared, but if he'd listened, we could have avoided this altogether. I went to the Army court; there were no witnesses. They couldn't uncover any more. I can't tell Baker what happened to the money; go back and tell him that!
Man With No Name:
[
appearing beside Tuco] Were you gonna die alone?
Man With No Name:
[
has no choice but to let him die] Sorry, Shorty.
Tuco:
I'm very happy you are working with me! And we're together again.
[
pause]
Tuco:
I get dressed, I kill him and be right back.
Man With No Name:
Listen, I forgot to mention... He's not alone. There's five of 'em.
Tuco:
Five?
Man With No Name:
Yeah, five of 'em.
Tuco:
So, that's why you came to Tuco.
[
pause]
Tuco:
It doesn't matter, I'll kill them all.
Tuco:
There are two kinds of spurs, my friend. Those that come in by the door; those that come in by the window.
Bounty Hunter #2:
[
three bounty hunters have cornered Tuco] No! No pistol, amigo!
Mexican Bounty Hunter:
[
holding a wanted poster] Hey, amigo! You know you have a face beautiful enough to be worth $2000?
Man With No Name:
[
from behind them] Yeah, but you don't look like the one who's going to collect it.
[
Lights a cigar]
Man With No Name:
Couple of steps back.
[
the bounty hunters draw their guns but the Man With No Name guns down all three]
[
talking to a chicken he has just caught]
Tuco:
If you work for a living, why do you kill yourself working?
Tuco:
Hey! Everybody look! He's giving him the filth money!
Man With No Name:
If you shoot me, you won't see a penny of that money.
Angel Eyes:
Why?
Man With No Name:
I'll tell you why
[
kicks the coffin lid open]
Man With No Name:
. Cause there's nothin' in here!
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