Tell Them Willie Boy Is Here (1969)

Robert Blake: Willie

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Quotes 

• Willie Boy : Indian's don't last in prison. They weren't born for it like the whites.

• Willie Boy : Don't feel sad. I didn't hate him. One way of the other you die in the end. They won't catch us, Lola. They won't even try. Nobody gives a damn what Indians do. Nobody.

• [first lines] 

  Tom : Did you see that crazy Calvert go by?

  Willie Boy : Ate his dust.

  Tom : When did you get back to Banning, Willie Boy?

  Willie Boy : Five o'clock freight.

  Tom : Goin' to the fiesta?

  Willie Boy : Is that where you're goin', Tom?

  Tom : Trailin' Mr. Calvert with a tow just in case he breaks down - or breaks his neck.

  Willie Boy : Well, I guess that's where I'm goin'.

• Tom : Mr. Calvert said you been a foreman on a ranch in Victorville for a while.

  Willie Boy : Yep.

  Tom : I hear a white woman owned it.

  Willie Boy : You heard right.

  Tom : And you left?

  Willie Boy : Husband come home.

• Willie Boy : I didn't think they'd want me that bad. Maybe they're like me. Maybe it's you they want.

• Lola : Willie, are you going to kill them?

  Willie Boy : If I have to.

  Lola : What do you mean, "If you have to?"

  Willie Boy : I mean if they keep comin'.

  Lola : But they're white, Willie. They'll shoot forever.

  Willie Boy : How long is that? Less than you think.

  Lola : It's crazy, Willie! You can't win. You can't beat them, Willie, ever.

  Willie Boy : Maybe... maybe. But they'll know I was here.

• Lola : It's Charlie Newcomb.

  Willie Boy : Maybe they put a few dollars on my head and he needs a new guitar.

• Willie Boy : Run! Run! The road leads right to them. Tell them Willie Boy is here!

• Willie Boy : What did I do that I should die in a white man's prison? You tell me? What did any of us do? What was wrong with us? Nothing. Nothing! Just color.

• Willie Boy : Now we have everything. Your father's gun. Fifteen dollars from the Old Lady. My Uncle's colt. And my father's ghost shirt.

• Lola : If I stay with you, you'll die. What are we doing, Willie? What's going to happen?

  Willie Boy : I don't know.

  Lola : They're going to kill you.

• Lola : Why do you want trouble?

  Willie Boy : It goes with you.

  Lola : I'm not worth it.

  Willie Boy : You bet.

  Lola : Here comes your trouble - my father and my brothers.

• Old Mike : I told you before - I'll shoot you. Don't you believe me, Willie Boy?

  Willie Boy : I believe you, Mike. Last time I run off with it. This time I'm askin' you.

  Old Mike : I can't hear you.

  Willie Boy : Well, you'd better.

• Meathead : Alright, boys, get it and go. We don't want no revival meetin' here. What you doin' with these Sunday school redskins, Willie? Got the religion?

  Willie Boy : What you got, Meathead? Death Valley Juice?

  Meathead : Hell, no. White man's whiskey. I got real confidence in it. I didn't make it. I stole it. Buyin'?

  Willie Boy : I'm waitin' to see how long it takes to kill. How much?

  Meathead : A dollar.

  [Willie pays a dollar, takes a bottle, leaves and Meathead says under his breath] 

  Meathead : Indian bastard.

• Willie Boy : How much?

  Judge Benby : Two bits. That'll make some squaw happy tonight, Willie Boy.