:16:00
...a time to kill.
:16:04
But now it's time
you got close to God, boy.
:16:08
I heard God's fast...
:16:10
...but I have to go up in front of him
myself before I'd bet on it.
:16:14
You will.
:16:20
Well, that puts me on my way.
:16:21
I got to go collect a few more taxes.
He's all yours.
:16:24
Two days, boys.
:16:26
I count eight days till dawn, Billy.
:16:28
You'd best be on your knees and making
the acquaintance of your Lord and master.
:16:33
Pat, keep that mule's asshole away from me
before I have to break him.
:16:38
I surely wish you'd try, son.
:16:40
I got my shotgun full of 16 thin dimes.
:16:43
Enough to spread you out
like a crazy woman's quilt.
:16:46
- Bob.
- Why don't you sing a song of Jesus...
:16:48
...while there's still a way.
- Bob. Bob.
:16:52
Damn it.
:16:55
You mess around with him one more time,
I'll send your ass back to Texas.
:16:59
Don't.
:17:01
I think I'd like to keep him here a while.
:17:35
I fold, Billy.
:17:44
Folding three queens, now, are you?
:17:47
You must be afraid
I'll go out a loser, Bell.
:17:51
- I guess I just ain't seeing them.
- Well, I'll tell you what...
:17:56
...as long as I'm breathing,
let's play it straight.
:17:59
I ain't sold my saddle like you
and the rest of the town boys, Bell.