"He sure is some fine piece of work."
"What do you want me to do, Mister, put 'em back in the chicken?"
"Now, how'd you say you wanted your eggs?"
"What kind of a man are you?"
"The kind that don't like bullets for breakfast."
"You murderin' son-of-a-bitch."
"I don't care what you do with 'em.  I ain't eatin' em."
"Or is this just a sportin' occasion?"
Gone back to bounty huntin', Call?
The pot calling the kettle ...
"Just cause I'm a whore, don't mean I appreciate a good challenge."
"I suppose killin' folks that got it comin' to 'em
             is the only thing I'm good for."
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"You got no idea what kinda man I am."