:19:28
If it ain't the sore-ass boys back for another Fourth of July.
:19:31
Hey, Red!
:19:32
I hope you brought sugar in this load. I ain't had no real sugar for a month.
:19:37
What's happening in this hellhole, Red?
:19:39
You got any new ladies up to my standards?
:19:41
I believe that there is a new one just right for you, Dutch.
:19:44
She can stay awake two minutes at a time and she favors them teeny little wangers.
:19:48
Look who's talking.
:19:52
Prize fight Sunday morning, Wyatt. You gonna referee?
:19:55
I don't know. Last time, some of the boys didn't like the decision.
:19:59
Sore losers. Hell with them. See you later.
:20:23
Fight!
:20:25
Get him, Shanssey!
:20:27
Keep your guard up, Shanssey.
:20:28
That's it. Take him down!
:20:31
Keep your hands off!
:20:36
One. Two.
:20:38
- Get up! - Three.
:20:41
- You're hurt, Mr. Shanssey. - No, I'm just getting started.
:20:45
- It's not worth it. - Let me fight him.
:20:48
- Are you sure? - Aye.
:20:50
Fight.