The Treasure of the Sierra Madre1948

Gold Hat:
Hola, senor. We are Federales. You know, the mounted police.

Dobbs:
If you're the police, where are your badges?

Gold Hat:
Badges? We ain't got no badges! We don't need no badges. I don't have to show you any stinkin' badges!

Dobbs:
You'd better not come any closer.

Gold Hat:
We aren't trying to do you any harm. Why don't you try to be a little more polite? Give us your gun and we'll leave you in peace.

Dobbs:
I need my gun myself.

Gold Hat:
Oh, throw that ol' iron over here. We'll pick it up and go on our way.

Dobbs:
You go on your way without my gun and go quick!

[Dobbs fires a warning shot with his rifle at Gold Hat, piercing a big hole in the top of the bandit's hat]

Gold Hat:
Look here, amigo. You got the wrong idea. We don't wanna get your gun fer nothin'. We wanna buy it. Look. I have a gold watch with a gold chain, made in your own country. The watch and the chain - they worth at least two hundred pesos - I 'change it fer yer gun. Y'better take it, thatsa good bizness for you!!

Dobbs:
You keep your watch. I'll keep my gun!

Gold Hat:
O, you keep it? You will keep it?? We won't get it?? I'LL SHOW YOU!!!

[Howard aims and blasts the gold watch]