The Sons of Katie Elder
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:52:05
_ You got five bucks from Peevey.
_ Spend my own money for a drink?

:52:09
Pa'd come out of his grave
like a scorched cat. Never do that, kid!

:52:15
_ You just watch. Two whiskeys.
_ Yes, sir.

:52:33
Thank you. Thank you, sir.
:52:36
Well, down!
:52:45
_ Bartender!
_ Yes, sir.

:52:49
Hey, can a fellow
get a drink on credit around here?

:52:53
Sorry.
:52:56
I'll get us another drink!
:53:18
Beauty! We'll get us a drink
'cause we're going to have a raffle.

:53:22
_ Raffle what?
_ My eye! My glass eye.

:53:25
Who'll take a chance
on getting a made_to_order eye?

:53:28
If you want a drink that bad,
I'll buy you one.

:53:31
But you wouldn't let a man buy you
a drink if you couldn't buy him one back.

:53:36
All right, sports! Fifty cents a chance,
just four bits to win a $22 eye.

:53:41
I always did want a third eye.
:53:44
_ Are you playing poker or kid games?
_ Kid games! I'm losing money.

:53:50
_ I'm in.
_ You can look at it, but don't touch it...

:53:53
_ I'm in!
_ Oh, yeah! Lay that money down.

:53:59
_ That's nine.
_ I got seven.


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