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For Christ's sake, John! Throw me the keys!
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What do you say, Jake? Should we trust her? No? I didn't think so.
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Fuck you! Do you hear me, John!? Fuck you! John . . . John!?
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Jake. I thought you would be at work, dear.
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Who the hell is this!?
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Who was that on the phone?
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Wrong number.
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You spent a long time talking for a wrong number. But then you make friends so easily. Don't you, Grace?
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I put up new drapes, Jake.
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I know. I was here when your apprentice was helping you. Remember?
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You never said anything. About the drapes.
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They look nice.
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You haven't even looked at them once.
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They look nice.
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I picked them out for you, Jake. I thought you would like the colors.
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Uhhuh
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What the hell you looking at, girl?
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Nothing, Jake. Absolutely nothing.
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What's the matter?
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You didn't hear something?
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How could I? I was sleeping.
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There's someone in the house.
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I don't hear anything. You were dreaming. Or maybe the wind blew something over.
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The wind isn't blowing.
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Jake, what is that?
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What does it look like?
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When did you buy a gun?
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Oh my God, Jake, no. If it is someone they'll go away. Or call the police. Don't go out there.
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What are you afraid of? I'm the one's got the gun. Stay here.
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Jake. No. No!
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That yours, Mrs. McKenna?
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Yes. Yes it is.
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Taking a little trip?
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I had a fight with Jake. I . . . I just wanted to get away for awhile. Mr. Stewart was kind enough to take me as far as Montrose. I'm going to take a bus to my sister's. I thought I'd stay with her for a few days.
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Is that right? Can't say as I blame you for wanting to head out for a bit. I know I've had my fill of this town. Sixteen years I've been the law and order here. So long I forgot why I ever wanted the job in the first place. Help people, I guess. Keep the peace. Problem is there's so much peace around here they don't much need me. Got a lot of speeders, but they're speeding through miles of nothing so I can't hardly blame them. Other than that, well, there ain't much to steal. I reckon that the last big crime we had was, what would you say Mrs. McKenna? A murder?
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I . . .
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I could do that. 'Course we'd have to go back into town. There'd be a whole crowd of people around when the trunk was opened. A whole crowd of witnesses. That wouldn't be too pretty, now would it?
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John . . .
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Is that the way you want it, boy? A bullet in the head in the middle of the desert? Ends like this and you won't be able to spend a dime of that blood money.
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He killed him, Sheriff! I couldn't stop him! He made me come with him. He told me if I said a word he would kill me too.
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For the love of God would you two give it a rest? Lord almighty. In all my years I have never seen anything so pathetic. How far did you think you were going to get with this? Neither one of you can wait to slit the others throat. Now use what little smarts you got. If I was going to bust you I wouldn't have waited until after you killed Jake.
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What do you want?
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Same thing you want. I want to be out of Sierra; to be able to do as I please. But that takes money.
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. . .at the very least. I know there was more than thirtythousand dollars. Now, how much did you get?
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Don't tell him anything. He can't do this.
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Can't I? You're out in the desert, all alone, with a body in your trunk. What do you think, boy?
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There you go, Mrs. McKenna. Just put it in there.
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John
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That wasn't so bad. What's thirty somethousand to rich folks like you? It didn't hurt a bit.
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Sheriff Potter.
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What was that all about?
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You know how that Toby is. Thinks every man he sees is after his Jenny.
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More like Jenny is after every man she sees.
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You pay Toby no mind. He just likes to show off for his girl. Give him a couple of hours, he'll cool off. Still want that beer?
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Poor thing. Is she all right?
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'Cept that she lost her money and the sons of bitches stole her wedding ring. That's when she started shooting. Can't blame her. The ring was all Carlos left her when he died.
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Lord! Put the baby in the icebox. Killed the poor thing.
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Baby didn't die. Just froze off all it's finger and toes. Just a little fingerless, toeless boy now. But the husband; he sees what the wife's done, so after he saves the baby he locks the wife in the refrigerator to see how she likes it. Now she died.
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Let me get your change.
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Flo, I'm just gonna help myself to a refill on the coffee.
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Ned! Now look at what you done! Are you all right?
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I think I burned my gun hand!
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It'd serve you right. Jose, run get a mop and clean this mess up.
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Now that you're so well off, can I get you something, Hon?
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You got beer?
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What would a truck stop be without beer?
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Let me have a Beck's.
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We ain't got no Beck's.
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Kirin?
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No, we ain't got no Kirin. We got Miller.
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Genuine Draft?
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No. We got Miller. Regular Miller. You want it, or don't you?
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Yeah, give me the Miller.
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Shasta! Now why'd you go and scare the nice man like that? Sorry about that, hon. Enjoy your beer, and try to have a nice day.
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Yeah, I'll try.
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You want somethin'?
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You Harlin?
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Nope. Darrell.
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Harlin around?
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He's up at the Look Out.
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Will he be back soon?
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Doubt it. He's dead. The Look Out's a cemetery.
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You own this place?
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Yep.
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Then why do you call it Harlin's?
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'Cause Harlin used to own it.
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But he's dead.
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So?
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You want to take a look at my car? I think the radiator hose is
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Damn. Gonna be another hot one today.
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That'll make five in a row. Never seen it so hot. Sometimes I don't even want to get out of bed. I'd rather just lay there and try to catch a breeze. I was in Mexico this one time
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Look, pal, I've got places to be. Could you just take a look at my radiator hose. It's busted.
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It's your radiator hose. It's busted.
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I know it's busted. What did I just tell you?
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Well, you know so much why don't you just fix it yourself?
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If I could do you think I'd be standing here wasting my time. Can you fix it, or do I have to go somewhere else?
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Somewhere else? Mister somewhere else is fifty miles from here. How you planning on getting it there? You gonna push this heap yourself?
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Okay, I'm stuck. You happy? Now can you fix it, or not?
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Hey!
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Yeah, I can fix it. Gotta run over to the yard and see if I can find a hose like this one, or close enough. Gonna take time.
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