:00:00
Stop talking and start shooting.
:00:02
- They're upstairs. - It's that goddamn Holliday and his whore.
:00:06
Where is it? Where'd you put it?
:00:11
Never again, you bastard.
:00:13
You've raised your hand to me for the last time!
:00:17
It's Wyatt! I'm coming in!
:00:20
Don't shoot me!
:00:26
Where'd you hide it?
:00:29
Come on, little dove.
:00:32
Let's finally get it over with.
:00:35
Don't think I won't, you skinny heap of pus.
:00:42
I won't have you hit me ever again.
:00:44
Put that gun down, Kate.
:00:47
I don't want you shooting me by mistake.
:00:50
Year after year, sleeping in his bed...
:00:53
breathing the diseased air he coughs up all night!
:00:56
No one else would come near him. This is what I get!
:00:59
This is his idea of a fair hand!
:01:02
- You won't be shooting him tonight, Kate. - Let her do it.
:01:06
They can hang the bitch. We'll both be happy.
:01:34
- What's wrong with you? - What's wrong with me?
:01:38
What have you got?
:01:41
I am dying of tuberculosis.
:01:45
Everyone who knows me hates me.
:01:49
I sleep with the nastiest whore in Kansas...
:01:53
and every morning I wake up surprised.
:01:57
Surprised I have to spend another day in this piss hole world.