The Duchess and the Dirtwater Fox

[BELL CLANGING]

[ARGUING IN GERMAN]

[GERMAN]

Schweine!

- [CONTINUES IN GERMAN]

- [AUDIENCE LAUGHING]

- Schweinehund!

- [GERMAN]

[SHOUTING RESUMES]

[SPEAKING GERMAN]

[GERMAN]

[GERMAN]

And in case that isn't

perfectly clear...

it means you're the biggest shit-head

in the city of San Francisco.

- Ta-ta!

- Out! Out!

Fifty dollars.

All right, gentlemen,

how many cards?

Gimme two.

- Malloy?

- One.

[MAN]

Two.

- Your bet, Malloy.

- Fifty dollars.

Okay, Malloy, I'm in.

You cheap, two-bit bum!

You wanna feel it, you buy it!

You think I'm doin' volunteer work?

Keep your hands to yourself!.

[MAN] Come on, Trixie! Here, have

another drink! Be a nice little girl!

Huh?

What do you got, Malloy?

Full house.

Aces over kings.

Beats three queens.

Out.

Thank you, gentlemen.

As the saying goes...

the race is not always to the swift,

nor the battle to the strong...

but that's the way to bet.

See ya next payday.

Somebody drop that?

You did, you son of a bitch.

[SCREAMING, ANGRY CHATTERING]

- [MAN] Hang that cheating cardsharp!

- Get that noose!

- String him up!

- "String him up"?

What are you talking about? What kind

of talk is that from nice people?

- String him up!

- [ANGRY CHATTERING CONTINUES]

- Hang him!

- String him up!

Hold it. Hold it! Hold it!

Now, let's not get carried away

with bloodlust.

Where is our cup of human kindness?

Where has it runneth to?

It runneth right up your ass,

that's where!

Somebody get the rope!

[ANGRY CHATTERING CONTINUES]

- Hang him!

- [TRIXIE] Charlie!

Charlie!

God be with you,

Charlie Malloy!

And don't ever forget, you're

the only one who ever got it for free!

- I'll keep it in mind.

- [GUNSHOTS]

- [SCREAMING]

- [MAN] It's the Bloodworths!

- Watch out! It's the Bloodworths!

- Charlie!

It's the Bloodworth gang!

Hit the dirt!

Go!

Get those kids outta here!

[SCREAMING, CHATTERING SUBSIDES]

Oh-ho! Easy! [GRUNTS]

[MAN]

Let's get him out of here.

[GROANING]

- Easy. [GRUNTS]

- [WHISTLES]

[WHISTLES]

Come on, boy!

Come on, boy! Come on,

Blackjack! Blackjack!

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Gentlemen, will you help

Mr. Malloy to his horse.

Ooh! Easy.

Hey, easy. Easy!

Easy!

Sure would like to thank you,

Mr. Bloodworth.

- Forever in your debt.

- You bet your ass you're in our debt.

You're gonna help us with a lady

to help us pull a job.

- What lady? What job?

- Dirtwater.

Oh, can't.Just got kicked out of there

for screwing the banker's wife.

That's the lady. You're gonna be real nice

to her and get the key to the bank.

- What about the banker?

- He's out of town.

- Ain't gonna be any more killin', is there?

- Oh, hell, no.

It's just gonna be fast and friendly.

- You think you can be fast and friendly?

- [CLICKS]

Never been too fast,

but I always been friendly.

You better be, boy.

- Come on!

- Hyah! Hyah!

Hey-hyah! Hey-yah!

[WHISPERING]

All right, Romeo. She's up there.

She's fat, she's ugly

and she's bowlegged.

[SHOUTS] You don't have to whisper,

because she's deaf too!

It's all set up for you. The keys

to the bank are under the mattress.

She's on top of the mattress. When you

get up there, you grab her by the--

Mr. Bloodworth, I don't

tell you how to rob banks.

Don't tell me how to get keys.

Just remember, sonny boy--

fast and friendly.

Got it, Mr. Bloodworth.

Easy. Easy.

[GROANING]

- Street's clear.

- All right, let's go, boys.

[ALL MUTTERING]

Come on, Malloy.

Holdup! Holdup!

[GROANS]

You said there wouldn't

be any killing.

You're still breathin',

ain't ya, sweet lips?

You wanna keep it that way?

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