Young Guns
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:33:03
Come on.
:33:17
- Shit, I'm sorry McCloskey.
- Hey, it's alright.

:33:20
We're all upset about John.
:33:22
Sorry I didn't sniff you up
sooner, goddam traitor!

:33:24
Billy!
:33:28
- Billy!
- Billy, what the hell!

:33:31
Jesus!
:33:40
No!
:33:43
Hold you fire!
:33:45
- Hold!
- Shit!

:33:48
No!
:33:53
- Hold you goddam fire!
- Get that son of a bitch!

:33:59
Oh God!
:34:07
- Court adjourned.
- Moron!

:34:09
You're a lawman,
you son of a bitch!

:34:11
Richard, he was right.
McCloskey was acting strange.

:34:15
With that rubbish we've just
killed three more Murphy's men, right?

:34:18
Right.
:34:19
Oh, Christ Jesus! Brady's
gonna hang us for sure now!

:34:21
- What we're doing now, Dick?
- Quiet!

:34:23
Wanna close those fucking lips
for a goddam second and let me think!

:34:28
We better skim out of here.
:34:31
Okay, everybody.
Skim up the river! Now!

:34:37
You! You better
stop believing newspapers!

:34:41
You ain't no Captain you
and sure as hell ain't no Robin Hood.

:34:45
Fairly said, Dick.
:34:48
Put that idiot on a horse.

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