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: How's our old lady? Trinity
: The same. She's always got something wrong with her. Bambino
: Now, where the devil is it? Trinity
: In New Orleans, runnin' a whorehouse. Bambino
: I was talkin' about the bullet.
: Well, I'm not lookin' for trouble. Bambino
: You never knew how to do anything else.
: You get washed up. And tomorrow, you leave. Trinity
: See ya later. Bambino
: No you're NOT gonna see me later!
: One shop destroyed. Three heads split like overripe melons. One man wounded and one castrated. All in two hours. Just two hours I left you alone. Two hours. Trinity
: Well, you asked me to give you a hand. Bambino
: Not like that, Beetle Brain!
: Oh, come on, Bambino. No sense... Bambino
: Don't call me Bambino! Trinity
: You want me to call you Sheriff? Bambino
: Don't call me, at all. Not even if you're drownin'.
: I'm sorry, but I couldn't let them call Ma an old... Bambino
: But it's true. Trinity
: Yeah, but she ain't that old.
: Swear on our old lady. Trinity
: May she become an honest woman, if I'm tellin' a lie.
: I'm not mad at you. I'm mad at our Ma. She shoulda strangled you, or at least drowned ya when you were born.
: Hi there, Sheriff. Bambino
: Shut up.
: Have you seen what faith will do? Bambino
: It'll work, if you put it in a rifle barrel.
: [as Trinity and Bambino ride into the Mormon camp
] Welcome, brothers! Bambino
: [gruffly, to Trinity
] Who told him we were brothers? Trinity
] Wasn't me.
: [Getting ready to fight it out with a bunch of The Major's men
] You gonna handle this lot? Bambino
: [big, leisurely yawn
] I just woke up, you take your share.
[the Major's Men look around at each other, startled
: You leavin', right away? Bambino
: If you're stayin', yeah. Trinità
: Why don't you talk to him, Pa? The Father
: [to Bambino
] Listen: if I was you, I'd drown him, right there in that tub. Trinità
: Hey, you ain't gonna take the old geezer up on that are ya? Ma!
: Aw, listen, Bambino... Bambino
: Shut up. And don't call me Bambino. Trinità
: What do you want me to call you? Bambino
: [in a church confession booth
] Hey, I'm warnin' you, friend: no rattin' on me, huh? Abbot
: No, no. Aside from myself, only He shall know. Bambino
: No! Either it's between you and me, or nothin' doin'!
: Why, you! I'll teach you to go around absolvin' people!
: May the Lord be with you, sir. Bambino
: Naw, we know the way.
: It is Lucifer. Lucifer in person! Trinità
: [to Bambino
] You know him? Bambino
: No, I've never heard of him. He sounds like a professional from back East. Trinità
: [to Monk
] Hmm. Well, this Lucifer or whatever shows up, tell him to go to hell.
: May the good lord... Bambino
: Put a bullet between your eyes!
: [taking the boys' order
] May I suggest... Bambino
: No, you may not! Just bring us something to eat. And on the double!