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Marlboro : My old man told me, before he left this shitty world, never chase buses or women, you'll always be left behind.
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Marlboro : Harley, if you were shootin' for shit you wouldn't get a whiff!
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Marlboro : My old man told me, before he left this shitty world, the right woman can make ya, and the wrong woman can break ya.
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Marlboro : You know, that gun costs about two dollars every time you fire it. That's two bucks a bullet.
Harley Davidson : Well how many'd I hit?
Marlboro : You spent twelve dollars and didn't hit a goddamn thing. I nailed one and it cost about four and a quarter.
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Marlboro : My old man used to tell me before he left this shitty world, five rules of playing pool for cash. Lesson #1, always shoot with a cigarette in your mouth.
Big Indian : Can't smoke with no fire, asshole.
Marlboro : I quit!, Lesson #2, always know the table before you shoot.
[Marlboro shoots the ball]
Marlboro : Lesson #3, make sure you chalk that stick... REAL GOOD... before each shot!
[Marlboro shoots the ball again]
Marlboro : Lesson #4, never make a bet... if you can't pay the debt.
[Marlboro puts his hat on the table and shoots the ball again]
Marlboro : Lesson #5, if you lose, make sure you stand up straight and tall.
[points to the ball]
Marlboro : that corner... like a man
Marlboro : School's out boys!
Big Indian : You better get out of town, cowboy... before my cord snaps!
Marlboro : I'm good to go, as soon as I have five big bills in my pocket... and your woman in my bed!
Big Indian : Well I ain't got no $500 cowboy, and there's no way in hell you're bedding down my woman.
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Harley Davidson : We're gonna jump.
Marlboro : Are you out of your fuckin' mind?
Harley Davidson : C'mon, it's the only way.
Marlboro : Uh-uh.
Harley Davidson : You're gonna get shot up here.
Marlboro : Well, you're gonna get squashed down there.
Harley Davidson : I'd rather be squashed than shot.
Marlboro : Not me.
Harley Davidson : Fine, then.
[punches Marlboro]
Harley Davidson : I owe you that.
[Jumps off building into pool below]
Marlboro : I hate you for this... I fuckin' hate you for this.
[Jumps]
Marlboro : I HATE YOU HARLEY... Oh shit!
Harley Davidson : Some rush, eh?
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Marlboro : He's gonna take my girl, I'm gonna take his bike.
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Harley Davidson : I kicked his ass before.
Marlboro : That was in 3rd grade, and Jack had a broken arm.
Harley Davidson : Yeah, but I'm the one that broke it.
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Harley Davidson : [after wishing Marlboro "Happy Birthday"] How does it feel to be an old man?
Marlboro : The older the bull, the stiffer the horn.
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Marlboro : Squeeze the trigger, don't yank it, it's not your dick.
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Marlboro : You know, my old man told me before he left this shitty world that there would be blue-bellied chicken shit bastards like you out there!
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Harley Davidson : Are you and me friends?
Marlboro : Sure, we're friends.
Harley Davidson : Then how come, with all this shit that me and you have been through, I've asked you the same question a thousand times and you ain't never answered me?
Marlboro : What question?
Harley Davidson : What's with you and those fuckin' boots?
Marlboro : My old man gave me these boots. First time I rode in a professional rodeo. It was the first and last thing he ever gave me.
Harley Davidson : Marlboro, you could've told me that.
Marlboro : I kinda figured it was between him and me.
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Guard : [Harley and Marlboro are robbing an armoured car] Who are you guys?
Marlboro : Well, he's Harley Davidson, and I'm the Marlboro Man.
Guard : You look like a bunch of two-bit hoods to me.
Harley Davidson : [the car's trunk explodes] Now does that look like the work of two-bit hoods?
Guard : Yeah. Pros would've used my keys.
[Harley and Marlboro look at each other]
Harley Davidson : Well, he likes to blow things up.
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Marlboro : [Walking along brightly lit Las Vegas strip] I hate this fucking town.
Harley Davidson : Hey, man, you don't know anything about this city.
Marlboro : I grew up here, you dumb bastard.
Harley Davidson : I didn't know that.
Marlboro : Yeah, well, what you don't know is a lot.
Harley Davidson : You mean to tell me that real cowboys - I mean shit-kicking rodeo cowboys - come from Vegas?
Marlboro : Some of the best. Perhaps even ONE of the best.
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Virginia Slim : Robert, you've got to tell me where you are.
Marlboro : Nope, can't do that. I've already dug enough graves, and none of them my own.
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Marlboro : Lay off my boots Harley!, I'm in no fucking mood.
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Marlboro : Guns are meant to be shot Harley, not thrown!
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[Harley shoots Marlboro in the arm trying to hit Alexander]
Marlboro : [winces in pain] That hurt, Harley. That hurt bad.
Alexander : Looks like your luck just ran out. Now, where is the money?
Marlboro : [yelling to Harley] Shoot him, goddamnit!
Alexander : Keep shooting. You'll make my job easier.
Marlboro : [yelling to Harley] Shoot the bastard! Don't think, just shoot him! Shoot him!
[Harley shoots Alexander dead]
Marlboro : That one's for you. How'd it feel?
Harley Davidson : Best twelve bucks I ever spent.