WKRLEM: Mexicans just hate walls!

The original Jewish Mexican.

The Coronavirus is coming!

"Why have you come to our village Senor Calvera?"
"Why you ask stupid gringo? We come to infect your towns. My compardes and I have come to take all the jobs. The lawn mowing and grocery bagging and bakery jobs that teenagers used to get are being taken over by my people at half the cost of you gringos. No entry level allowed anymore so a teen can learn to be responsible. We are infecting the body politic. We are the Coronavirus!"
"But what do you do?"
"We deal in snot!"

We deal in lead

Chris: Go ahead, Lee. You don't owe anything to anybody.

Lee: Except to myself.

Rip Robert Vaughn. You were a Commie but you were a pretty good elegant actor. Sorry for the burning in Hell thingy.

The way we were?

Chico: Villages like this they make up a song about every big thing that happens. Sing them for years.
Chris Adams: You think it's worth it?
Chico: Don't you?
Chris Adams: It's only a matter of knowing how to shoot a gun. Nothing big about that.
Chico: Hey. How can you talk like this? Your gun has got you everything you have. Isn't that true? Hmm? Well, isn't that true?
Vin: Yeah, sure. Everything. After awhile you can call bartenders and faro dealers by their first name - maybe two hundred of 'em! Rented rooms you live in - five hundred! Meals you eat in hash houses - a thousand! Home - none! Wife - none! Kids... none! Prospects - zero. Suppose I left anything out?
Chris Adams: Yeah. Places you're tied down to - none. People with a hold on you - none. Men you step aside for - none.
Lee: Insults swallowed - none. Enemies - none.
Chris Adams: No enemies?
Lee: Alive.
Chico: Well. This is the kind of arithmetic I like.
Chris Adams: Yeah. So did I at your age.
(The Manificent Seven, 1960)