Balthazar:
Ezekiel, Jedidiah! What the Sam Hill's goin' on up there?
[as he emerges from the ground, he thumps his idiot sons with a cane. He sniffs the air]
Balthazar:
Hell's fire, this ain't the bank!
Ezekiel:
Pappy, the Sheriff is standin' right here, helpin' us out.
Jedidiah:
Gonna give us a permit for pros-pec-ting.
Rango:
That's right, sir. Just doin' my duty. The lonely constable on his rounds, keeping an eagle eye out for mayhem and malfeasance.
Balthazar:
Does he look like he sounds?
Jedidiah:
Uh-huh.
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05/03/2025 alle ore 08:21