:50:02
This is country humour, huh?
Look. Joke's on me, Billy Bob.
:50:06
But the joke's over now, so just
give me my shoes, all right? Come on.
:50:10
What the hell you talking about?
:50:15
You must be out of your goddamn mind.
Listen to me!
:50:18
I am through fucking around with you,
you hear me?
:50:22
Now give me my goddamn shoes!
:50:26
You think I stole your fancy shoes?
:50:29
- I wouldn't be caught dead in them.
- You motherfucker!
:50:32
I'm gonna count to three,
you goat-licking motherfucker.
:50:36
And there ain't gonna be no four,
you hear me! One, two...
:50:42
How the fuck do you like it?
You like the gun pointed at your face?
:50:46
Fuck you! Fuck all of you.
:50:49
I did not come here to kick it with
the cows and the fucking roosters, Mac,
:50:54
drink moonshine with
Johnny-fucking-Cash, Junior and Senior.
:50:58
- Is that right?
- Yes, that's right.
:51:01
You can kiss my city ass goodbye
cos I don't ever wanna see you again.
:51:08
You're just as crazy
as the rest of 'em, MacDonald.
:51:12
Now you're talking about my family.
:51:16
You know what, man?
I always thought I was your family.
:51:24
I don't even know you any more, man.
:51:29
Go ahead, shoot me.
:51:54
- You can't leave.
- You can't take Billy Bob's bike.
:51:57
What about everything
we're working for?