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Jug : You know, I may not have too much of a chance with Swifty Morgan. But suppose I down him?
Latigo : Well, suppose you don't? And the odds are a thousand to one you won't. Well, you'll just end up an unknown character under a wooden cross on Boot Hill.
Jug : Well, everybody winds up dead sooner or later.
Latigo : Well, the smart ones try to postpone it as long as possible.
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Jug : He called me "Swifty."
Latigo : Yeah, that's short and friendly for Swifty Morgan. That's who they think you are. And they're willin' to PAY to back up that mistaken idea.
Jug : [Shocked] I'm supposed to pretend I'm Swifty Morgan?... Good Bye!
Latigo : They're willin' to pay!
Jug : How much?
Latigo : Thousand dollars. We'll split it fifty-fifty. That means FOUR HUNDRED for you.
Jug : [Ponders for a second] Seems fair. But I think that...
Latigo : No, no you don't. That's part of the deal. I do the thinkin'. You stand around and look tough.
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Jug : [Last lines] Now, the way this story ends: those two go to Denver to get married. Patience - she never does get to go to Miss Hunter's college on the Hudson River, New York, but seven of her daughters do. Taylor Barton - he gets his flat fixed and marries Miss Abigail. The Colonel goes broke. Swifty Morgan's still trying to get his boots off. And me, I go on to become a big star in Italian westerns.
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Latigo : [Annoyed that Jug has just used up the 100 dollars he had given him earlier, including giving much of it to some woman] You gave her the money?
Jug : Seemed like the thing to do...
Latigo : But, you idiot! Don't you know that's the surest way to make an enemy out of a woman, givin' her money?
Jug : [Confused] It is?
Latigo : Oh, I learned that a long time ago.
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Taylor Barton : [Upon seeing Lat Smith and Jug] Young man, about that job I want you to do...
Latigo : [Annoyed] I told you not to bother me, mister.
Jug : [Eagerly] The man said something about a job!
Latigo : I don't like work. It tires me out.
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Jug : I may not have much of a chance with Swifty Morgan, but suppose I down him?
Latigo : Well, supposing you don't? And the odds are 1,000 to 1 that you won't. You'll just end up an unknown character under a wooden cross on Boot Hill.
Jug : Everybody winds up dead sooner or later.
Latigo : Well, us smart ones try to postpone it as long as possible!
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Jug : My horse went first, then my saddle. But I'm sober now, and what I got left is these here spurs.