Old Man Quotes in The Magnificent Seven (1960)

Old Man: You worry about yourself. Are you ready for him?

[refers to Calvera]

Old Man: What if he comes now, huh?

Vin: Reminds me of that fellow back home that fell off a ten story building.

Chris: What about him?

Vin: Well, as he was falling people on each floor kept hearing him say, "So far, so good." Tch... So far, so good!

Hilario: Even if we had the guns, we know how to plant and grow, we don't know how to kill.

Old Man: Then learn, or die!

Vin: What're you gonna do when Calvera comes?

Old Man: At my age, a little excitement is welcome. Don't worry. Why would he kill me? Bullets cost money.

[as Chris, Vin and Chico are about to leave the village]

Old Man: You could a-stay, you know. They wouldn't be sorry to have you a-stay.

Vin: They won't be sorry to see us go, either.

Old Man: Yes. The fighting is over. Your work is done. For them, each season has its tasks. If there were a season for gratitude, they'd show it more.

Vin: We didn't get any more than we expected, old man.

Old Man: Only the farmers have won. They remain forever. They are like the land itself. You helped rid them of Calvera, the way a strong wind helps rid them of locusts. You're like the wind - blowing over the land and... passing on. Vaya con dios.

Chris: Adios.

Old Man: Come in. You must be thirsty... You must excuse them.

[Mentioning the hiding farmers in the town]

Old Man: They are farmers here. They are afraid of everyone and everything. They are afraid of rain and no rain. The summer may be too hot, the winter too cold.

Old Man: They are all farmers. Farmers talk of nothing but fertilizer and women. I've never shared their enthusiasm for fertilizer. As for women, I became indifferent when I was eighty-three.

Vin: Rojas is makin' room for you in his home.

Old Man: Rojas? His conversation would bore me to death!

Vin: Yeah, well,

[sits on the wooden chair]

Vin: maybe somebody else, huh?

Old Man: hey are all farmers. Farmers talk of nothing but fertiliser and women. I've never shared their enthusiasm for fertiliser. As for women, I became indifferent when I was 83. I am staying here.

Old Man: [walking in on The Motherfucker's robbery] What's wrong with you, boy?

Chris D'Amico: Get on the floor too, Gandalf, or I will bust a cap in your ass!

Old Man: You're going to bust your own face when that gun kicks if you don't hold it properly.

Chris D'Amico: Just get on the ground!

[Old Man slowly gets on the floor]

Chris D'Amico: [getting agitated] God! Will you hurry up?

[the Motherfucker shoots his gun, hitting himself in the face]

Old Man: I told you!

[in a telephone booth in the bus station]

Brenda: Chris I'm begging you, it's really scary here. I've just seen three people shoot up, a bald Chinese lady with no pants on, and there's this old guy outside who wants his bedroom slippers!

Old Man: [banging on telephone booth] Get out of my house!

Brenda: [kicks out a small box and the guy's slippers] You just moved!

Old Man: Get outta my house!

Richie: [after Salad Girl leaves] What do you think of my future wife?

Old Man: I smell Cinnamon Rolls!

Richie: Oh, I smell Cinnamon Rolls too.

Old Man: I smell cinnamon rolls.

[Jack Slater is Hamlet]

Hamlet: Hey Claudius! You killed my father! Big mistake!

Narrator: Something is rotten in the state of Denmark, and Hamlet is taking out the trash.

Old Man: Stay thy hand, fair prince.

Hamlet: [shooting him] Who said I'm fair?

Narrator: No one is going to tell this sweet prince good night.

Hamlet: To be or not to be? Not to be.

Old man: [about Lee's sister] Now you know the truth. When you get to the city, pay your respects to your sister and your mother.

Lee: I will, old man.

Old Man: Look Sophie, those animals are knocking down the telephone poles. What do we do if they come over here?

Old Woman: Let them get their own cab.

[last lines]

Old Man: Idolater! Your soul is required in hell!

[Shoots Nino]

Mr. Blue: Ladies and gentlemen, it might interest you to know that the City of New York has agreed to pay for your release.

[Hostages cheer]

Old Man: Excuse me, sir. Would you mind telling us now how much you're getting?

Mr. Blue: Why is that of interest to you, sir?

Old Man: Well, a person likes to know his worth.

Mr. Blue: One million dollars.

Old Man: That's not so terrific.

Zorro: You recognize that famous sign, eh?

Old Man: Oh, yes, Señor. It is the number 2.

Zorro: That is a not a 2! It is a Z!

Old Man: Oh, if you say so, Señor. But in the school, that is how they teach my granddaughter to draw a Two.

Zorro: *I* say it is a *Z* - For El Zorro!

Old Man: [kisses his boot] Zorro! Oh, thank God you're back!

Zorro: Spread the news, that he is back! To help the helpless! To befriend the friendless! And to defeat... er, the "featless."

Bobby: Mister, I love the way you wear that hat.

Old man: [after taking off his hat and examining it] You don't know nothin'.

The Man: Do you ever wish you would die?

Old Man: No. It's foolish to ask for luxuries in times like these.

The Man: How would you know that, that you were the last man alive?

Old Man: Well, I don't guess you'd know it. You'd just be it.

The Man: Maybe God would know.

Old Man: God wouldn't know what... God wouldn't know what he knows. If there is a God up there, he would have turned his back on us by now. And whoever made humanity will find no humanity here. No, sir. No, sir. So beware. Beware.

The Man: Do you ever wish you would die?

Old Man: No. It's foolish to ask for luxuries in times like these.

Old Man: I knew this was coming; this or something like it. There were warnings. Some people thought it was a con. I always believed in it.

The Man: Did you try to get ready for it?

Old Man: What would you do? Even if you knew what to do, you wouldn't know what to do. But supposing

[chuckling]

Old Man: you were the last man alive?

The Man: How would you now that, that you were the last man alive?

Old Man: Well, I don't guess you'd know it. You'd just *be* it.

The Man: Maybe God would know.

Old Man: God would know what... God wouldn't know what he knows. If there is a God up there, he would have turned his back on us by now. And whoever made humanity will find no humanity here.

Old Man: Yeah, some people thought it was a con. I always believed in it.

The Man: Did you try to get ready for it?

Old Man: What would you do? Even if you knew what to do, you wouldn't know what to do.

The Man: Do you wish you would die?

Old Man: No. Its foolish to ask for luxuries in times like these.

Old Man: I knew this was coming. They were warning us.

[Kuzco, having changed back into a human and no longer selfish, apologises to Rudy from what happened earlier on]

Kuzco: Look, I'm sorry for tossing you out the window earlier.

Old Man: Oh, it's not the first time I was tossed out of a window, and it won't be the last. What can I say? I'm a rebel.

[Kuzko collides with an old man while dancing]

Kuzco: D'oh! You threw off my groove!

Guard: I'm sorry, but you've thrown off the Emperor's groove.

[the old man is thrown out of the palace window]

Old Man: Sooooorry!

Pacha: What happened?

Old Man: Well, I threw off the Emperor's groove.

Pacha: What?

Old Man: His groove! The rhythm in which he lives his life. His pattern of behavior. I threw it off. And the Emperor had me thrown out the window.

Pacha: Oh, really? I'm supposed to see him today.

Old Man: Don't throw off his groove!

Pacha: Oh, okay.

Old Man: Bewaaare, the grooove.

Pacha: Hey, are you gonna be all right?

Old Man: Grooove...

James: What are they?

Old Man: Crocodile tongues.

James: Tongues?

Old Man: Long, slimy crocodile tongues boiled in the skull of a dead witch for 40 days and 40 nights. And, the gizard of a pig, the fingers of a young monkey, the beak of a parrot and three spoonfuls of sugar, and then, let the moon do the rest.

Temudjin: Come closer, old man.

Old Man: [comes closer and feeds Temudjin water to drink] You scare me!

Temudjin: If I don't die... I'll forgive all of you.

Old Man: You won't forgive any of us.

Old Man: Now out of my way, you masters of a thousand fleas. Allah be with you, but I doubt it.

Don José Lizarabengoa: What are those Gypsies doing here?

Old Man: They've come to entertain. The colonel sent his own carriage after them. When he gives a party, he does things handsomely. I'll say that for him.

Don José Lizarabengoa: That girl, the one who's dancing. How can she be so bold as to come to the colonel's party? She's in hiding from the police.

Old Man: That's Carmen. And the colonel is a man just like any other man, I suppose. But it won't last. She never likes anybody very long.

Old Man: I'm 77, son, and I'm still alive.

Jules Vincent: Well, you keep it that way.

Old Man: As the pattern gets more intricate and subtle, being swept along is no longer enough.

Boat Car Guy: Man this must be like... parallel universe night. You know that cat that was just in here? Just ran out the door? Well, he comes up to the counter, you know, and I say "What's the word, turd?" And he lays down this burrito and he kind of looks at me, kind of stares at me and says, "I have but recently returned from the valley of the shadow of death. I'm rapturously breathing in all the odors and essences of life. I've been to the brink of total oblivion. I remember and ferment the desire to remember everything."

Wiley: So, what did you say to that?

Boat Car Guy: Well, I mean, what could I say? I said, "If you're going to microwave that burrito, I want you to poke holes in the plastic wrapping because they explode. And I'm tired of cleaning up your little burrito doings. You dig me?"

Gen: You can hit me again, sir, really, you can hit me as much as you want, go on, but just, let us keep the fish when you're done, please sir.

Shinji: That's right, you can hit me as much as you want too, but give us the fish. Go on, I'm ready.

Old Man: Will you tell me why you boys want that blasted carp?

Gen: It's for our mother, sir, she's going to have a baby and she's not very well.

Shinji: And our neighbor Mr. Pak said carp blood is the only thing that will help.

Gen: Without it my mother will get worse sir, even...

Shinji: She could die! Now you wouldn't want my mother to die, would you?

Gen: [sobbing] Oh please, help us.

Shinji: Please save her!

Gen: You won't! Oh no!

Shinji: You're mean and heartless! Her ghost will come back and haunt you TILL YOU DIE!

[sobs]

Old Man: How did the old saying go? Be good to your parents while you can. Very well, keep it.

[the boys look up at him in awe]

Old Man: Look, I'm giving you the damn fish. Now go.

Gen: You mean it?

Shinji: Remember if you lie, old man, you'll go straight to hell!

Old Man: Funny, I was just about to say the same thing to you two.

Brenda: [Sucking the sauce off her fingers and screaming at the screen] Uh-uh! Uh-uh! Uh-uh! Don't go in there!

[screams, scaring everyone in the theater]

Brenda: Woah-ho-ho-ho! Lord! I'mma have a heart attack! Oh, this is some scury shit! Hah! Oh I am scared! Oh-ho-ho!

Old Man: [annoyed] Excuse me?

Brenda: Uh ha... I think I paid my money like er'ybody else up in here!

[Watching the movie]

Brenda: That ain't no man! You can see her real hair right there!

Young Lady: [turning around] Do you mind?

Brenda: [sticking out her hand to the women's face] I know you better get outta my face! Outta my face! Outta my face! This is all me up in here! You handle 'dat!

Young Man: [shouting] Will you shut the fuck up!

Brenda: [takes out a camera] Um-umm! This movie is good!

[the Killer sits next to her, but she thinks it's Ray]

Brenda: Hey baby, you back just in tiiiime! She's about to get in on with Shake-a-speare! He found out she's a girl.

Young Man: Shut UP!

Brenda: [turns around with the camera pointing at the young man behind her] Yeah I got you! I got you on camera! You on candid camera now! You ain't know 'dat!

Brenda: [her cell phones rings and everyone groans as they know what is going to happen] Hello? Hey girl! Ah, I'm in the movies! Uh-huh, yeah Shake-a-speare in love! Ohh-ohh! You lying! You lying!

Young Man: For Christ's sake, will you just shut your trap!

Young Lady: Shut up!

Brenda: [to her friend on the phone] Hold on...

[to the audience of the movie theater]

Brenda: I don't know why ya'll is acting like this! My girlfriend already saw the movie and she says they don't even stay together in the end!

Old Man: Sicker 'n' a dog, that's for sure.

Charles: How do you do, my name is Charles.

Old man: Don't be ridiculous, Charles died 20 years ago!

Charles: Must be a different Charles, I think.

Old man: Are you telling me I don't know my own brother!

Charles: No, no.

[Loretta accepts to marry Ronny instead of Ronny's brother Johnny, her ex-fiancé, in front of her family. Loretta's grandfather, the Old Man, starts to cry]

Cosmo Castorini: What's the matter, Pop?

Old Man: [crying] I'm confused!

Old Man: [uncomfortable silence at kitchen table] Someone, tell a joke...

Old Man: La bella luna! The moon brings the woman to the man. Capice?

Old Man: Hey, that's my jello!

Old Man: Destiny is the bridge you build to the one you love.

Old Man: I wish you a story with a happy ending... and the wisdom to look for it.

Old Man: Just suppose that the shaping and molding of destiny... is your destiny.

Old Man: When young, we mourn for one woman... as we grow old, for women in general. The tragedy of life is that man is never free yet strives for what he can never be. The thing most ferared in secret always happens. My life, my loves, where are they now? But the more the pain grows, the more this instinct for life somehow asserts itself. The necessary beauty in life is in giving yourself to it completely. Only later will it clarify itself and become coherent.

Joe Scheffer: I'm looking for Meg Harper, apartment 508.

Old Man: Oh, she's up on the roof.

Joe Scheffer: Are you sure?

Old Man: Son, I'm a 82-year-old man, and she's a 31 year old woman. Trust me. I know where she is.

Old Man: Can I give you two a piece of advice?

Old Man: Floss.

Old Man: Hey. Is it just me, or do my balls itch?

Samuel Curtis: I think it's you.

Old Man: Good. For a minute, I thought my balls itched.

Old Man: So this guy walks into a bar and he says to the bartender, "Can I use your phone?" The bartender says, "Sure." So he wipes his ass on it and the bar - What? Ah, shit. I just told you the punchline. Been telling this joke so fuckin' long, I knew I'd fuck it up.

Old Man: So there's this man, and he lived his whole life on Earth, and his name was Mr. Stevenson. When Mr. Stevenson was eight years old, he asked another little boy if he would like a Hurts Donut. The other boy said yes. So he hit him on the arm and he said, "Hurts Donut." Five years later, Mr. Stevenson asked another boy about his same age at that time if he would like a Hurts Donut. when the boy said yes, Mr. Stevenson stabbed him over and over again in his eye and his cheek with a pencil, saying "Hurts Donut." Over the years, Mr. Stevenson did very well in school. On graduation day, he was sat next to another young man, who, like Mr. Stevenson, had earned high marks. When he asked the boy if he would like a Hurts Donut, the boy said, "Not if you're gonna stab me in the eye with a pencil." "I wouldn't even touch you," said Mr. Stevenson. So when the boy agreed, he presented him with a photograph of the young man's fiancée at a bachelor party, on some guy's table, fucking herself with a beer bottle. As tears filled the young man's eyes, Mr. Stevenson was heard to say, "Hurts Donut." A few years later, Mr. Stevenson got a job as a sales clerk in an electronics store. Within a year, he was caught stealing and immediately incarcerated. When he asked his cellmate if he would like a Hurts Donut, his cellmate said yeah. So... he gave him a Hurts Donut. Over the years, Mr. Stevenson grew too old to take care of himself, so they put him in a hospital. One day, he asked the new nurse if she would like a Hurts Donut. In anticipation of her response, Mr. Stevenson began humming and making smacking noises with his mouth. When the nurse smiled and said, "I know about you, Mr. Stevenson," Mr. Stevenson blurted out something totally incoherent and... and began to laugh.

[the bar patrons are laughing uproariously]

Old Man: I've never understood this joke. But then, I've never been to Earth.

[criticizing England's youth culture]

Old Man: Mods and Rockers!

Toby Howard: You got a gun on you, old man?

Old Man: You're damn right I got a gun on me. Y'all going to steal my gun too?

Toby Howard: We ain't stealing from you. We're stealing from the bank.

Old Man: You fellas robbin' the bank?

Tanner Howard: What's it look like, old man?

Old Man: But you ain't Mexicans.

Hubert: Bullshit! You pointed a gun at a cop! We coulda been killed!

[an old man flushes the toilet and walks out of the stall]

Old Man: Nothing like a good shit! Do you believe in God? That's the wrong question. Does God believe in us? I once had a friend called Grunwalski. We were sent to Siberia together. When you go to a Siberian work camp, you travel in a cattle car. You roll across icy steppes for days, without seeing a soul. You huddle to keep warm. But it's hard to relieve yourself, to take a shit, you can't do it on the train, and the only time the train stops is to take on water for the locomotive. But Grunwalski was shy, even when we bathed together, he got upset. I used to kid him about it. So, the train stops and everyone jumps out to shit on the tracks. I teased Grunwalski so much, that he went off on his own. The train starts moving, so everyone jumps on, but it waits for nobody. Grunwalski had a problem: he'd gone behind a bush, and was still shitting. So I see him come out from behind the bush, holding up his pants with his hands. He tries to catch up. I hold out my hand, but each time he reaches for it he lets go of his pants and they drop to his ankles. He pulls them up, starts running again, but they fall back down, when he reaches for me.

Saïd: Then what happened?

Old Man: Nothing. Grunwalksi... froze to death. Goodbye.

Old Man: I wish you'd all lay off for tonight! I can't hear myself think with that racket!

Doyle: Hey! HEY!

Old Man: Knock it off or I'm calling the police!

Doyle: I told you three times already, the law's on my side! I play cards with J.D. Shelnut, chief of PO-lice! So kiss my ass, you old bastard!

Old Man: Car broken, sir?

Young Monk: Yah.

Old Man: Very bad karma!

Old Man: Some say life is hard, but that is just talk. It is good to be alive, it is exciting!

Old man: Look what they're driving. Damn hippies, creeps!

Duncan: Some welcoming committee.

Jessica: I don't think they like our mode of transportation.

Woody: Look at those bandages. I think these guys are left over from the Civil War.

[to the old men]

Woody: It's cheaper than a station wagon!

[They drive off, laughing]

Old man: Good riddance.

Duncan: Is there anyplace around here where I could sell antiques, furniture?

Old man: If there was a place, I sure wouldn't tell you.

John Valentine: [just saw the weird creature on the wing of the plane] There's a man on the wing of this plane!

[Everyone looks out the windows on his side. But the creature has disappeared]

John Valentine: There was somebody out there. You gotta believe me!

Old Woman: I saw him. Green and slimy.

Old Man: Leave the poor man alone.

Old Woman: I'm only trying to help. You've got to humor them.

John Valentine: It was lightning. At first I thought it was animal. Some kind of bird or something. But it was a man! There were flames coming out of the engine, and a flash of smoke. Maybe it was a technician who was caught on the side of the plane when it took off. How could he survive out there? The air's so thin, the blast of the wind. It's so cold.

[begins to think it was only his imagination and feels embarrassed]

John Valentine: It's impossible, isn't it? Oh my god, I feel so stupid!

[takes sedatives to sleep. Then laughs nervously]

John Valentine: Can you imagine? A naked man crawling along the wing of an airplane at 35,000 feet?

Co-Pilot: [John Valentine's just been taken away in the ambulance after the plane has landed] Weather hadn't broke we would've never gotten this baby down. We've had one hell of a night. We got the storm. We got the flame out. Then that freak show.

Old Woman: Not to mention the gun. The gun was awful.

Sky Marshal: He didn't have a gun.

Old Man: He didn't have a gun?

Sky Marshal: No, no. He didn't have a gun. It was my gun. I'm FAA. I'm authorized to have a gun.

Jr. Stewardess: He was so crazy. He smashed the window. What was he trying to do, get out?

Sky Marshal: It's claustrophobia! They'd rather fall to the ground, than stay aboard! I've seen it happen! I've seen it!

Jr. Stewardess: He had to be completely wacko, right?

Sr. Stewardess: I knew he was frightened, but I didn't think he was crazy.

Jr. Stewardess: But Dion, he said he saw something on the end of the wing.

Old Man: This is a dimension of the abandoned. All discarded creations end up in this domain. And they may vanish any minute. We are here because we have been abandoned.

Chris: Excuse me, sir, do you have a payphone?

[Old Man signals to one nearby; Chris tries to use it unsuccessfully]

Chris: Uh, this one's not working. Do you have another phone I could use?

Old Man: Long distance?

Chris: Uh... what isn't long distance from here, right?

Old Man: You cuttin' wise with me, son?

Chris: No, sir, I'm just... I'm running behind and I really need to make a call.

Old Man: Well, that there's my only phone.

Chris: Right. The highway's really jammed up. Do you know of another route heading south?

Old Man: Nope.

Chris: [consults a map on the wall] Hey, why's this Bear Mountain Road dotted like this?

Old Man: Dirt.

Chris: Dirt road?

Old Man: Bet they ain't got around to paving it yet.

Chris: It looks like it runs in the highway about fifteen, twenty miles. Is that right?

Old Man: If you say so.

Chris: Thank you very much. Take care, okay?

[Chris gets in his car and drives off]

Old Man: You're the one who's gonna need to take care.

Old Man: I just can't take no pleasure in killing. There's just some things you gotta do. Don't mean you have to like it.

Old Man: Look what your brother did to the door! Ain't he got no pride in his home?

Old Man: Look... I got some good barbecue here!

Jerry: Hi, Mister. Would you fill 'er up, please?

Old Man: I got no gas.

Franklin: What? You're all out of gas?

Old Man: My tank's empty! Transport woun't be here until late this afteroon. Mayby not even 'til tomorrow morning.

Franklin: Hey, do you know where the old Franklin place is?

Old Man: The old Franklin place?

Franklin: Yeah, it's an old two-story rock house that sitting up on a hill. I thought it might be back on that road someplace, but I'm not really sure.

Old Man: Uh... yeah, maybe I've seen something like that up that way. Well now look, you boys don't want to go messin' around some old house. Those things is dangerous. You're liable to get hurt.

Kirk: We'll be careful.

Old Man: No, seriously. You don't want to go fooling around other folks' property. If some folks don't like it... they don't mind showing you.

[to the captive Sally in his truck]

Old Man: Sorry to keep you waiting, young lady. I had to lock up the shop and turn the lights off. The cost of electricity these days is enough to drive a man like me out of business.

Old Man: Shut up, you bitch hog!

Hitchhiker: You just shut up and remember you're just the cook! And me and him'll handle this!

Old Man: Shut your mouth!

Old Man: Those girls... those girls don't wanna go messin' round no old house!

Old Man: [to Leatherface] You... you damn fool! You ruined the door!

Old Man: [to Sally] Why, my old grandpa was the best killer there was at the slaughterhouse. Why, it never took more than one lick they say. Why, he did 60 cattle in five minutes once. They say he could have done more if the hook and pull gang could have gotten the beeves out of the way faster.

Old Man: [to Sally] There's no need to do that!

Old Man: [to Sally] Just take it easy now.

Old Man: It's a conjuring trick, that's what it is. I saw a fellow make a peanut disappear once.

Old man: I heard a man on TV one time say that paranoia, is just another word for heightened awareness

Old man: It ain't a thing, it's a signal...... a pulse, kinda like a voice. So what you've got to do is to get rid of anything in your house that might have ears to hear it.

Halsey: We got to get out of here.

Old Woman: Where can we go? We can't reach the mainland.

Halsey: Look. If you'd seen what I've seen at two in the morning, you'd swim for it!

Mr. Roger Campbell: Halsey! Shut up.

Mr. Roger Campbell: [to the crowd] Listen, all of you. If anyone leaves this building, they'll be killed for sure. Now, we're safe enough in here; we've got enough food and water to wait.

Old Woman: I'm so frightened, Mr. Campbell.

Mr. Roger Campbell: Now, if you do as we say, you've got nothing to fear. Will you trust me?

Old man: Yes, sir.

Mr. Roger Campbell: [drags Halsey aside] Now listen, Halsey, and listen well. If I hear another sound out of you, I'm going to smash your face in and throw you out for those things to get. Now I'm talking to you straight, man. Do you understand?

Halsey: Mr. Campbell, I can't stand any more...

Mr. Roger Campbell: Do. You. Understand? Mind that you do.

Old Man: Now he will take my place. His blood is like mine, and my blood is like that of his accursed father, who passed it on to me. It was twenty years ago, the night when Lou Roberts sank his teeth into my neck, and I've been waiting ever since for his son to come back and take over his inheritance. Now he will command them! He will become the lord of the dogs!

Old Man: Can you feel the wind? The wind is lifting the fog and blowing away the clouds that cover the moon. Now he's back, at last. He will command the hounds. And all of you - all of you will die!

Old Man: You're feelin' mean, 'cause you know that gold can't be taken, and you've seen it yourself. And I tell ya', if you try to take it, you're gonna' wind up dead, or in prison. And that's the closest you'll ever get to it, through six inches of steel. I know: I been closer to that gold INside, than any man OUTside. And I tell ya', it can't be taken.

Luther Sledge: [Reflects for a moment] Oh, yes it can! Yeeehaaw!

Luther Sledge: [Throws an empty whiskey bottle in the air and shoots it as it falls] I knew it, I knew it all the time! Oh, we're gonna' take that gold, and we're gonna' take ALL of it. And you and your tales of old timers don't mean a whiff of cow dung, because you never had the brains or the guts to do it. We're gonna' take it from the INside.

Erwin Ward: [Slightly incredulous] The INside?

Luther Sledge: Right!