:07:03
He says he don't feel like dividing.
:07:07
l can't believe my ears.
:07:09
l'll say it again. l don't feel like dividing.
:07:13
l've come too far, done too much,
to let anyone else touch this gold.
:07:17
l've had to put up with the
stinkiest skins.
:07:20
l don't divide my gold with no
Motherless Mexicans.
:07:24
Hands up!
:07:35
What's going on?
:07:40
Hands up, you two.
:08:02
Don't let him get away.
:08:04
Shoot him down.
:08:29
Tough luck, half-breed.
:08:32
Guns don't shoot
with no bullets inside.