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I've been working here for 44 years. Ain't nobody ever ordered nothing but a T-Bone steak and baked potato. Except one time, this asshole from New York ordered a trout, back in 1987. We ain't got no goddamned trout.

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Tanner Howard: Are you trying to make me mad? I said Dr Pepper. This is Mr. Pibb. Toby Howard: It's all they had. Tanner Howard: Only assholes drink Mr. Pibb. Toby Howard: Drink up.

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Old Man: You fellas robbin' the bank? Tanner Howard: What's it look like, old man? Old Man: Crazy! Y'all ain't even Mexicans.

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Toby Howard: You got a gun on you, old man? Old Man: You're damn right I got a gun on me. Y'all going to steal my gun too? Toby Howard: We ain't stealing from you. We're stealing from the bank.

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Bear: I am a Comanche. Do you know what it means? It means 'Enemy to everyone'. Tanner Howard: Do you know what that makes me? A Comanche.

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Tanner Howard: You know I love you, don't you? Toby Howard: I love you too. Tanner Howard: Hey Toby, go fuck yourself. Toby Howard: Go fuck yourself.

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Marcus Hamilton: Oh, who knows. Maybe one of these bank robbers is gonna want a gunfight and I can dodge my retirement in a blaze of glory. Alberto Parker: Well, I've seen you shoot. There won't be much glory in it.

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Marcus Hamilton: This is what they call white man's intuition. Alberto Parker: Sometimes a blind pig finds a truffle.

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Marcus Hamilton: Care to give it a watch while I wander over to that burger joint? Alberto Parker: Would you order me something while you're there? I'm starving. Marcus Hamilton: I doubt they serve pemmican. Alberto Parker: You know I'm part Mexican, too. Marcus Hamilton: Yeah, well, I'm gonna get to that when I'm through with the Indian insults, but it's gonna be a while. Bank Manager: You rangers are an odd bunch. Alberto Parker: No, just him.

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Marcus Hamilton: How did you do it? Oh, never mind. I'll figure that out in time. Why? Why did you do it? I know why your brother, Tanner, did it. He robbed them banks 'cause he liked it. He shot my partner 300 yards away because he liked it; it made him feel good. And if I hadn't blown his shit-for-brains out, there'd be a new truck out front with jet-skis and whatever else he'd think to buy. He'd spend it all just to give him an excuse to steal some more. But not you. There's nothing new around here, 'cept them pump-jacks. Each one of 'em making you a month what you and your brother stole from all four banks combined. Help me understand that. Help me understand why four people died so you could steal money that it don't seem you've spend, that it don't seem you need. Toby Howard: You got a family? Marcus Hamilton: My partner had a family. Big one. They don't got no pump-jacks in their backyard. Toby Howard: I didn't kill your friend... Marcus Hamilton: Yes, you did. By setting this t