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| - Laura: Oh! You cowards! Somebody let me free! Oh! Oh mister, mister, please, you gotta cut me loose. Mister, mister, ple ... as. Leg: Shhhh. Roscol: Who's up for some barbecue!? (Burns down a house) Leg (killing Mickey): You've lost your edge. Leg (killing Duffly): It's getting hot./What a nasty burn! Wade: Leg, what an pleasant surprise! (Leg fires at him. Wade teleports to a house's roof) That wasn't very nice, Leg-0. Don't bet on makin' that again. Wade (Drinking his elixer.): Time for a little pick-me-up, I think. My boys will keep you busy. Leg: Never did like the mining. Leg: Well, madam.
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| - Laura: Oh! You cowards! Somebody let me free! Oh! Oh mister, mister, please, you gotta cut me loose. Mister, mister, ple ... as. Leg: Shhhh. Roscol: Who's up for some barbecue!? (Burns down a house) Leg (killing Mickey): You've lost your edge. Leg (killing Duffly): It's getting hot./What a nasty burn! Wade: Leg, what an pleasant surprise! (Leg fires at him. Wade teleports to a house's roof) That wasn't very nice, Leg-0. Don't bet on makin' that again. Wade (Drinking his elixer.): Time for a little pick-me-up, I think. My boys will keep you busy. Wade (Again drinking his elixer.): Oh, All this party has made me quite thirsty! Wade (Taking a final drink of his elixer.): Dammit! I've almost forget I drive. Okay, Leg, I've had enough of you now! Leg: Never did like the mining. Laura: That was incredible! You saved mah life! Leg: All in a day's work. I only wish now for gradetute. Laura: Well shoot, mister, if the little money's all you're worried about, then I know someone with your talent could pick up $5000 without even tryin'. Leg: Pray to tell! Young lady! And I would like to see you dead! Laura: There's a sharpshooter competition in Gold Town. Winner takes all. Shouldn't be a problem for such a fine marksman as yourself. Leg: Well, madam.
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