Steve Judd:
[to Gil as they bed down in the barn] If my sleeping bothers you, don't bother to let me know it.
Steve Judd:
I want to know if you red-necked peckerwoods are too chicken-gutted to finish this thing in the open.
Steve Judd:
I'm not paying him ten dollars a day to go mooning after a girl whose father is getting ready to hind end him with a load of buckshot.
Steve Judd:
That boy you trained personally shows a substantial lack of judgment.
Gil Westrum: Kinda' showin' *your* age, aren't ya'? Interfering with a young man's love life...
Steve Judd: Well, I'm not payin' him ten dollars a day to go moonin' after some girl whose old man is about to hind-end him with a load of buckshot.
Gil Westrum: Kinda' showin' *your* age, aren't ya'? Interfering with a young man's love life...
Steve Judd: Well, I'm not payin' him ten dollars a day to go moonin' after some girl whose old man is about to hind-end him with a load of buckshot.