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Donnelly: Anyone sittin' here?
Kid: Oh aye, there's hundreds of fella's like... Look at them.
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Doctor: Her son shot her poor head off.
Donnelly: Is she alive or dead?
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Donnelly: sorry about your mom.
Kid: Ah, no loss.
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Cashier: Don't you be getting ratty with me.
Donnelly: Yeah, well, don't you be getting ratty with me.
Cashier: How was I getting ratty with you?
Donnelly: Your general face was ratty.
Cashier: Me face?
Donnelly: Your general manner was ratty.
Cashier: Well, would you like to work on a train?
Donnelly: Well, is it my fault that you have a shite job?
Cashier: I didn't say I had a shite job. I was saying it wasn't all I'd hoped for meself.
Six Shooter Quotes
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