[Sabata catches an Austrian agent in a snare]
Sabata:
Hang around, I'll be back.
Austrian agent:
[furious]
I'll get you when I get down!
[Sabata shoots the rope in two with a small pistol. The agent falls head first onto an accordion, and the instrument produces a sour note]
Sabata:
[looks back impassively]
You played that *rotten!
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