Herbert 'Cowboy' CowardQuotes

Mountain Man: Whatcha wanna do with him?

Toothless Man: [grinning] He got a real pretty mouth, ain't he?

Mountain Man: That's the truth.

Toothless Man: [to Ed] You're gonna do some prayin for me, boy. And you better pray good.

Mountain Man: Now, let's you just drop them pants.

Bobby: Drop?

Mountain Man: Just take em right off.

Bobby: I-I mean, what's this all about?

Toothless Man: Don't say anything, just do it.

Mountain Man: [To Ed - at knifepoint] Just drop em, boy! You ever had your balls cut off, you fuckin ape?

Bobby: Lord.

Mountain Man: Look at there, that's sharp. I bet it'd shave a hair.

Toothless Man: Why don't ya try it and see?

Bobby: Lord, lord. Deliver us from all.

Toothless Man: [To Bobby; To Mountain Man] Pull off that little ol bitty shirt there, too. Did he bleed?

Mountain Man: [To Bobby; After attacking and spanking him as Bobby tries to scramble up the bank; Slaps Bobby's ass, Bobby eventually reaches the top of the bank before Mountain Man pulls him down, who joins him on the floor before lustfully groping his naked chest, with utter hunger and lust in his eyes] He bled. Them panties, take em off. Get up, boy. Come on, get on up there.

Bobby: No, no, no. Oh, no. No. Don't.

Mountain Man: Hey boy. You look just like a hog.

Bobby: Don't, don't.

Mountain Man: [Holding Bobby's nose as he straddles him from behind; Punches Bobby in the back after he is unable to handle the Mountain man's weight and collapses] Just like a hog. Come here, piggy, piggy, piggy. Come on, piggy, come on, piggy, come on, piggy, give me a ride, a ride. Hey, boy. Get up and give me a ride.

Bobby: All right.

Mountain Man: Get up and give me a ride, boy.

Bobby: All right. All right.

Mountain Man: Get up! Get up there!

Bobby: [His underwear is pulled off, and the Mountain man once again spanks him; The Mountain Man keeps lunging for Bobby, slapping at him while Bobby whimpers and cowers away, eventually getting up and pulling his pants up while the Mountain Man just laughs] All right. Oh no, no!

Mountain Man: Looks like we got us a sow here, instead of a boar.

Bobby: Don't. Don't.

Mountain Man: [Undoes his braces, causing his trousers to slowly lower; Bobby's ear is pulled] What's the matter, boy? I bet you can squeal. I bet you can squeal like a pig. Let's squeal. Squeal now. Squeal.

Bobby: Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeee!

Mountain Man: [The Mountain Man pulls down Bobby's pants, who is now prostrate over a rotting log; The Mountain Man begins preparing his own erection while slapping Bobby's ass one more time] Squeal. Squeal louder. Louder. Louder, louder. Louder! Louder! Louder! Get down now, boy. There, get them britches down. That's that. You can do better than that, boy. You can do better than that. Come on, squeal. Squeal.

Mountain Man: What the hell you think you're doin'?

Ed: Headin down river. A little canoe trip, headin for Aintry.

Mountain Man: Aintry?

Bobby: Sure, this river only runs one way, captain, haven't you heard?

Mountain Man: You ain't never gonna get down to Ain-.

Ed: Well, why not?

Mountain Man: Cause. This river don't go to Aintry. You done taken a wrong turn. See uh, this here river don't go nowhere near Aintry.

Bobby: Where does it go, then?

Mountain Man: Boy, you are a lost one, ain't ya?

Bobby: Well, hell, I guess this river comes out somewhere, don't it? That's where we're goin'. Somewhere. Look, we don't want any trouble here.

Ed: If you gentlemen have a still near here, hell, that's fine with us.

Bobby: Why sure. We'd never tell anybody where it is. You know somethin', you're right, we're lost. We don't know where in the hell we are.

Toothless Man: A still?

Bobby: Right, yeah. You're makin some whiskey up here. We'll buy some from ya, we could use it, couldn't we?

Mountain Man: Do you know what you're talkin about?

Ed: We don't know what we're talkin about, honestly we don't.

Mountain Man: No, no. You said somethin about makin whiskey, right? Isn't that what you said?

Ed: We don't know what you're doin and we don't care. That's none of our business.

Mountain Man: That's right. It's none of your god-damned business, right.

Ed: We got quite a long journey ahead of us, gentlemen.

Toothless Man: Hold it. You ain't goin no damn wheres.

Ed: This is ridiculous.

Toothless Man: Hold it, or I'll blow your guts out all over these woods.

Ed: Gentlemen, we can talk this thing over. What is it you require of us?

Mountain Man: What we, uh, "re-quire" is that you get your god-damn asses up in them woods.