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Clips from The Great Race

"Every minute wasted is another mile for Professor Fate."
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"We'll take you as far as Boracho, where I pick up some gasoline."
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"- Perfect. - From there, you're on your own!"
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"Thank you. My luggage, please."
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"Hezekiah, the young lady's luggage please."
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"Indian attack! We're being attacked!"
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"Smoke screen, Max! Give them the smoke screen!"
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"No, you idiot! The smoke screen! Push the button, Max!"
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"Smoke screen!"
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"Get it down! Get it down!"
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"Take cover, you fools, take cover!"
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"Indians! Savages!"
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"Indian attack! Get a posse! Savages behind us!"
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"- Help! - Savages attacking us! Indians!"
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"Take cover!"
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"Welcome to Boracho."
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"Yes, thank you. Indians, savages attacking us!"
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"- Right behind us. An attack! - What's funny?"
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"That was just the sheriff and some of the men dressed up like Indians."
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"- Why, they rode out to welcome you. - That's very reassuring, Mr. Mayor."
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"Now if you will just show us where the gasoline is, we'll be on our way."
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"You understand every second counts."
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"- You can't go now. - What do you mean we can't go now?"
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"You're the guest of honor."
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"Well, I don't want to be a guest of honor."
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"I got to present you with this here key to the city!"
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"He doesn't want a key, he wants gas!"
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"- As Mayor of Boracho, l... - I want gas and I want it now!"
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"- You ain't gonna get no gas till tomorrow! - Tomorrow."
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"You're gonna accept this here key."
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"You're gonna attend that meeting tonight..."
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"...or, by jumped-up Harry, you're gonna be guest of honor at a necktie party!"
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"Necktie? Well, what kind of cheap present is that?"
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"Listen to me, you cheap, mealy-mouthed, third-rate war healer!"
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"- Somebody get me a rope. - You want a rope?"
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"I got a rope in the car."
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"Somebody get me a rope! Hurry up, they're leaving."
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"Oh! Get me a rope, somebody! Get me a rope!"
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"- You gonna give us any trouble? - I beg your pardon."
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"We been planning this here shindig for over a week."
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"Now do we string up the bunch of you or cooperate and be the guest of honor."
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"I greet you with cordiality and good cheer. It's a pleasure to be the great honor."
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"It's a big celebration tonight. You ain't gonna get no gas till tomorrow."
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"We look forward to celebrating and the hospitality of your community."
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"Quiet! Citizens of Boracho! Quiet!"
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"Citizens of Boracho. Thank you."
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"As Mayor of Boracho, I offer a toast..."
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"...to our guest of honor, The Great Leslie!"
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"To the fair city of Boracho."
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"Now here she is..."
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"...the Queen of the West, Boracho's own Lily Olay!"
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"- I spotted the gas! - Shut up."
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"Howdy, Mayor. Howdy, Sheriff. Hello, there, Curly."
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"Hello, there."
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"Lily, this here's our guest of honor, The Great Leslie."
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"It's a pleasure to meet you."
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"Welcome to Boracho, honey."
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"Won't you join us?"
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"Just for a minute. Scoot over. How long are y'all going to be here?"
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"Unfortunately, just for the night. We have to leave in the morning."
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"That's a pity."
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"I would like to propose a toast to Miss Olay."
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"It's lucky Texas Jack ain't around. He'd gun that dude for sure."
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"Pardon me, Mr. Partner. Who is this Texas Jack?"
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"Who's Texas Jack?"
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"The roughest, toughest gunslinger in these parts."
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"Lily is his girl."
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"- Lily's his girl. - Terrific!"
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"Honey, your smile is downright painful!"
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"Thank you. Are you a native of Boracho?"
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"I ain't no native, I was born here!"
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"- Mr. Partner. - Yes."
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"Where would I find this Texas Jack?"
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"He's got a ranch about eight miles south of town."
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"I have to get on that moon again. Don't go away, you hear?"
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"- It's been a pleasure to meet you. - Welcome to Boracho, honey."
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"Jack."
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"Now wait a minute, Jack. This is a friendly celebration."
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"Fiddle-de-dee! I don't much like the way you're celebrating."
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"So you just step back, Sheriff, unless you want to fall back."
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"Howdy, Jack, honey."
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"Jack, honey, don't get rough. He's the guest of honor."
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"Now just a moment."
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"I'm afraid you have me at a disadvantage. As you can see, I am unarmed."
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"He's unarmed."
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"- Let's get the gas. - Not yet."
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"All right now, everybody stand back and give a man some fighting room."
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"Now will you give me some fighting room?"
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"My camera!"
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"Citizens of Boracho, stop!"
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"Music, somebody! Start the music!"
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"Citizens of Boracho!"
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"Now will you give me some fighting room?"
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"Jack, honey!"
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"Excuse me, please."
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"- Now look what you've done. - Me?"
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"There's the gas."
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"There's a fight! Fight in the saloon! Fight!"
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"Fight in the saloon! Big fight! Fight!"
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"Fight! There's a big fight in the saloon. Texas Jack! He's drunk!"
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"Max! Max, you idiot, the gas."
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"Where's the car?"
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"Get the car!"
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"Hey, boss!"
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"Now can I have me some fighting room?"
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"The back is full. I'll put the rest of the gas in the seat."
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"Leave it? Can't leave it for Leslie."
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"Leave Leslie to me. Start the car. The car."
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"Switch on!"
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"My apologies."
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"The gasoline!"
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"We shall win!"
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"Well, that finishes Leslie."
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"Oh, no, not Leslie. Never Leslie."
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"The Great Leslie. He'll think of something, but we'll be in Alaska by the time he does."
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"I'm offering you a lift."
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"Or would you prefer an engraved invitation?"
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"- I might consider an apology. - An apology?"
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"For what? It's twenty miles back to Boracho."
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"- You'd never make it. - Well, that's your fault."
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