The Treasure of the Sierra Madre (1948)

Humphrey Bogart: Fred C. Dobbs

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• Dobbs : You're sure he was trailin' you are ya?

  Curtin : Absolutely.

  Dobbs : How come?

  Curtin : Cuz there he is.

• Dobbs : Say, mister. Will you stake a fellow American to a meal?

  American in Tampico in white suit : Such impudence never came my way. Early this afternoon I gave you money... while I was having my shoes polished I gave you MORE money... now you put the bite on me again. Do me a favor, will ya? Go occasionally to somebody else - it's beginning to get tiresome.

  Dobbs : Ah, excuse me, mister, I never knowed it was you. I never looked at your face - I just looked at your hands and the money you gave me. Beg pardon, mister, I promise I'll never put the bite on you again.

  American in Tampico in white suit : [gives him a peso]  This is the very last you get from me. Just to make sure you don't forget your promise, here's another peso.

  [puts another peso in Dobbs' hand] 

  Dobbs : Thanks, mister. Thanks.

  American in Tampico in white suit : But from now on, you'll have to make your way through life without my assistance.

• Howard : We've wounded this mountain. It's our duty to close her wounds. It's the least we can do to show our gratitude for all the wealth she's given us. If you guys don't want to help me, I'll do it alone.

  Curtin : You talk about that mountain like it was a real woman.

  Dobbs : She's been a lot better to me than any woman I ever knew. Keep your shirt on, old-timer. Sure, I'll help ya.

• Dobbs : I think I'll go to sleep and dream about piles of gold getting bigger and bigger and bigger.

• Curtin : Remember what you said back in Tampico about having to carry that old man on our backs?

  Dobbs : That was when I took him for an ordinary human being, not part goat.

• Gold Hat : We are the Federales... You know... The mounted police.

  Dobbs : If you're the police, where are your badges?

  Gold Hat : Badges?... We ain't got no badges. We don't need no badges. I don't have to show you any stinking badges!

• Dobbs : Let's see, three times 35 - is a hundred and five. I'll bet you 105,000 dollars that you go to sleep before I do.

• Dobbs : Conscience. What a thing. If you believe you got a conscience it'll pester you to death. But if you don't believe you got one, what could it do t'ya? Makes me sick, all this talking and fussing about nonsense.

• Dobbs : [in one sentence]  Do you believe that stuff the old man was saying the other night at the Oso Negro about gold changin' a man's soul so's he ain't the same sort of man as he was before findin' it?

• Dobbs : Hey, if there was gold in them mountains, how long would it have been there? Millions and millions of years, wouldn't it? What's our hurry? A couple of days, more or less, ain't gonna make a difference.

• Dobbs : This is the country where the nuggets of gold are just crying out for you to take them out of the ground and make 'em shine in coins on the fingers and necks of swell dames.

• Dobbs : Nobody puts one over on Fred C. Dobbs.

• Dobbs : Why am I elected to go to the village? Why me instead of you and Curtin? Oh, don't think I don't see through that. You two've thrown in against me. The two days I'd be gone would give you plenty of time to discover where my goods are, wouldn't it?

  Howard : If you feel along those lines, why don't you take your goods with you?

  Dobbs : And run the risk of having them taken from me by bandits?

  Howard : If you was to run into bandits, you'd be out of luck anyway. They'd kill you for the shoes on your feet.

  Dobbs : Oh, so that's it. Everything's clear now. You're hoping bandits will get me. That would save you a lot of trouble, wouldn't it? And your consciences wouldn't bother you none, neither.

• Howard : Ah, $25,000.00 is plenty as far as I'm concerned. Enough to last me out the rest of my lifetime.

  Dobbs : Sure. You're old, I'm young. I need dough and plenty of it!

• Dobbs : You two guys musta been born in a revival meeting.

• Dobbs : You know what I'm thinkin'. I'm thinkin' we ought to give up. Leave the whole outfit - everything behind and go back to civilization.

  Howard : What's that you say? Go back? Ha, ha. Well, tell my old grandmother! I've got two very elegant bedfellows who kick at the first drop of rain and hide in the closet when thunder rumbles. My, my, my, what great prospectors, two shoe clerks readin' a magazine about prospectin' for gold in the land of the midnight sun, south of the border, or west of the Rockies, ha, ha, ha...

  Dobbs : [picking up a rock]  Shut your trap! Shut up or I'll smash your head flat.

  Howard : Go ahead, go ahead, throw it. If you did, you'd never leave this wilderness alive. Without me, you two would die here more miserable than rats.

  Curtin : [to Dobbs]  Aw, leave him alone. Can't you see the old man's nuts?

  Howard : Let me tell you something, my two fine bedfellows, you're so dumb, there's nothin' to compare ya with, you're dumber than the dumbest jackass. Look at each other, will ya? Did you ever see anything like yourself for bein' dumb specimens. You're so dumb, you don't even see the riches you're treadin' on with your own feet. Yeah, don't expect to find nuggets of molten gold. It's rich but not that rich. And here ain't the place to dig. It comes from someplace further up. Up there, up there's where we've got to go. UP THERE!

• Mexican Boy Selling Lottery Tickets : Senor! Give me my money Senor! 10% I get for selling the winning ticket!

  Dobbs : Get away from me, will you?

  Mexican Boy Selling Lottery Tickets : Aww, please Senor. Whoever draws the lucky number gives away the present to the seller.

  Dobbs : I tell you, I don't want any lottery ticket.

  Mexican Boy Selling Lottery Tickets : If you don't, you have bad luck rest of your life.

  Dobbs : Wait a minute, what did you first say?

  Howard : He's trying to tell you, he sold you the winning ticket.

  Dobbs : Hey, hey, wait a minute, this is what you mean?

  Mexican Boy Selling Lottery Tickets : Si, Senor!

  Dobbs : You say it's a winner?

  Mexican Boy Selling Lottery Tickets : Si, A 200 Pesos prize. Tres-Siete-Dos-Uno

  Dobbs : Hey, that's my number. Sure enough! Oh! just look at that fat, rich printed number. That's the kind of "Sugar Papa likes" Oh! 200 Pesos. Welcome sweet little smackaroos. Here son, Here's a present for you with my blessing.

• Curtin : Wouldn't it be better, the way things are, to separate tomorrow, or even tonight?

  Dobbs : That would suit you fine, wouldn't it?

  Curtin : Why me more than you?

  Dobbs : So you could fall on me from behind, sneak up and shoot me in the back.

  Curtin : All right, I'll go first.

  Dobbs : And wait for me on the trail to ambush me?

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  Dobbs : Say buddy, will you stake a fellow Am...

• Dobbs : What a town. Tampico.

  Curtin : You said it, brother. If I could just get me a job that would bring in enough to buy passage, I'd shake its dust off my feet soon enough, you bet.

• Dobbs : You know, if I was a native, I'd get me a can of shoe polish and I'd be in business. They'd never let a gringo. You can sit on a bench 'til you're three-quarters starved... you can beg from another gringo... you can even commit burglary. You try shinin' shoes in the street, peddlin' lemonade out of a bucket, and your hash is settled. You'll never get another job from an American.

  Curtin : Yeah, and the natives would hound and pester you to death.

  Dobbs : Some town to be broke in.

  Curtin : What town isn't?

• Dobbs : Any more lip out of you and I'll haul off and let you have it. If you know what's good for you, you won't monkey around with Fred C. Dobbs.