Gunfighter's Moon1995

Frank Morgan:
[Acosta is on his knees cleaning the broken glass he broke] Hey, get up!

Juan Acosta:
[scared] You talking to me?

Frank Morgan:
Yes, I'm talking to you. Come here. Sit down. Por favor. [Morgan pulls out a tobacco cigar and takes out a knife] Tobacco? [Acosta nods yes and Morgan cuts it in two and stabs the knife on the table] A man should not be on his knees, it's a bad place to be. A man on his knees, is half a man. [lights the cigars]

Frank Morgan:
[lights the cigars] Do you know where I could stay and get some decent food that doesn't taste like a gringo cow pissed on it?

Juan Acosta:
There's a house, but it may not be for a man, with such "exceptional" taste as yourself.

Frank Morgan:
[looks at Tom the bartender] What are you looking at? You better clean up that mess or someone could slip and break their fool neck. Did you hear what I said you jackass? Pick up that broom and clean it up!

Juan Acosta:
My woman is a pretty good cook. We don't have much, but you are welcomed in my house.

Frank Morgan:
Gracias Senor.

Juan Acosta:
[both looking at Tom] You right amigo. It's not a good place to be... On the knees. [both laugh]