:41:02
I just want to go talk
to Harry for a moment.
:41:09
What happened here, Harry?
:41:10
Well, the little black bastard spilled a drink
all over this gentleman.
:41:14
- On purpose?
- Who knows? Black bastards.
:41:21
Harry, I think you're a yellow, rotten,
sadistic son of a bitch.
:41:30
Now, Mr. Wilson...
:41:32
...I don't have to take that kind
of talk from anyone.
:41:35
That's right. You don't.
:41:37
How about going outside
and trying to kick me around?
:41:41
You're drunk, Mr. Wilson.
:41:43
I am, but that doesn't change
the fact that you're yellow, Harry.
:41:47
Bright yellow.
:41:48
I'm not supposed to fight
with the guests, Mr. Wilson.
:41:52
I'm not a guest tonight, you yellow bastard.
I happen to be an intruder.
:41:59
Let's go.
:42:08
What are you doing?
This doesn't make any sense.
:42:11
If Mrs. MacGregor had been a man,
wouldn't you have knocked him on his ass?
:42:15
Yes, I would have.
But this is different.
:42:18
We fought the preliminary
for the kikes.
:42:20
Now we're gonna fight
the main event for the niggers.
:42:53
Go, Harry!