(To summon the invisible swordsman) Farly Farly Farly Farly Farly, Afaaaaarrr

Dirty Mexican: And then they called us scum sucking pigs...US!

Dusty: (bartender offers tequila) Is it fattening?

Dusty: (can't eat tacos at santo poco village.) Do you have anything besides Mexican food?

Dusty: (would you like to kiss me?) Sure, yeah. (pause) O, now?!?

Dusty: Lip balm?

Dusty: No we will not die like dogs, we will fight like lions!

El Guapo: I know each one of you, like I know my own smell!

Gunslinger In Bar: Why don't you come over here and sit on my pretty little lap, I've got somethin I wanna show you honey

Ned: Young man, you have got it!

Pablo: Can I have your watch when you are dead?

Bartender: We don't have no beer, just tequila.
Ned: What's tequila?
Bartender: ...It's like beer...
Dusty: Is it fattening?
Bartender: ...Fat-ten-ing?

Carmen: I like the one who is not so smart.
Other girl: Which one is that?

El Guapo: What? Are gringos falling from the sky?
[Ned falls to the ground]
Jefe: Yes, El Guapo.

Jefe: We have many beautiful piñatas for your birthday celebration, each one filled with little surprises!
El Guapo: How many piñatas?
Jefe: Many piñatas, many!
El Guapo: Jefe, would you say I have a plethora of piñatas?
Jefe: A what?
El Guapo: A plethora.
Jefe: Oh yes, El Guapo. You have a plethora.
El Guapo: Jefe, what is a plethora?
Jefe: Why, El Guapo?
El Guapo: Well, you just told me that I had a plethora, and I would just like to know if you know what it means to have a plethora. I would not like to think that someone would tell someone else he has a plethora, and then find out that that person has no idea what it means to have a plethora.
Jefe: El Guapo, I know that I, Jefe, do not have your superior intellect and education, but could it be that once again, you are angry at something else, and are looking to take it out on me?