The Magnificent Seven1960

Chris Adams:
Harry! Good to see you again. What are you doing in this dump?

Harry Luck:
I, uh, heard you got a contract open.

Chris:
Oh, not for a high-stepper like you.

Harry:
A dollar bill always looks as big to me as a bedspread.

Chris:
It's just eating money, Harry. A gold eagle, room and board. Six weeks gunning for some farmers.

Harry:
Ah, you old Cajun! You don't talk so good, but you always know what's going on.

Chris:
Now, Harry -

Harry:
(to villagers) Uh, con permiso. (he closes the door and turns to Chris) All right. All that's on top. What's underneath?

Chris:
Only what I told you.

Harry:
Gold? Cattle? Payroll?

Chris:
Only what I told you.

Harry:
Oh, sure, sure. Just tell me when you can.

Chris:
Harry, please don't understand me so fast.

Harry:
Look, never mind. (winks) I'm in!