NOTE: All sounds are in the Sun/NeXT .au format, which is pretty much the Internet standard, for better or worse. If you would like to convert these to another format such as .WAV, you can easily do so by downloading a copy of the excellent shareware product WHAM (Waveform Hold and Modify).
"Ah-e-ah-e-ah, wah wah wah. Ah-e-ah-e-ah, wah wah wah. Ah-e-ah-e-ah, wah wah wah. Ah-e-ah-e-ah, wah wah wah." (290,113 bytes, .au format)
"Ah-e-ah-e-ah, wah wah wah!" (77,466 bytes, .au format)
"There are two kinds of people in the world, my friend. Those with a rope around their neck, and the people who have the job of doing the cutting." (50,497 bytes, .au format)"There are two kinds of spurs, my friend. Those that come in by the door; those that come in by the window." (50,657 bytes, .au format)
"You see, in this world there's two kinds of people, my friend. Those with loaded guns; and those who dig." (68,392 bytes, .au format)
"You...you...you filthy bastard! C'mere! C'mere! Cut this rope off, get off that horse! Get off that horse! You filthy coward! If I ever catch you, Blondie, I'll rip your heart out and eat it! I'll...I'll skin you alive! I'll hang you up by your thumbs! You pig! You vulture! I...I...I'll kill you! I'll kill you!" (155,580 bytes, .au format)
"You a bounty hunter?"
"A man's got to do somethin' for a livin' these days."
"Dyin' ain't much of a livin', boy." (181,182 bytes, .au format)
"Well, I guess they had it comin'."
"We all have it comin', kid." (56,282 bytes, .au format)
"I don't deserve this -- to die like this. I was building a house."
"Deserve's got nothin' to do with it." (146,509 bytes, .au format)
"I'm the kind of guy who can sit in a greasy spoon and wonder, 'Gee, should I have the T-bone steak or the jumbo rack of barbecued ribs with the side order of gravy fries?' I want high cholesterol. I want to eat bacon and butter and buckets of cheese, OK? I want to smoke a Cuban cigar the size of Cincinnati in the non-smoking section. I want to run through the streets naked with green Jello all over my body reading Playboy Magazine. Why? Because I might suddenly feel the need to, OK, pal? I've seen the future. You know what it is? It's a 47-year-old virgin sitting around in his beige pajamas drinking a banana-broccoli shake singing 'I'm an Oscar Mayer Weiner'." (205,823 bytes, .au format)
"I asked what is to be done, and did you give me answers? No. Only complaints! Did you give me a solution? No! So I will give you mine." (86,381 bytes, .au format)
"You know, I can't make out whether you're bloody bad-mannered, or just half-witted." (44,012 bytes, .au format)
"You once said you loved me. If you still love me, Rhett.."
"You haven't forgotten I'm not a marrying man?"
"No, I haven't forgotten."
"You're not worth three hundred dollars. You'll never mean anything but misery to any man." (136,213 bytes, .au format)
"Where shall I go, what shall I do?"
"Frankly, my dear, I don't give a damn." (44,180 bytes, .au format)
"Wraaaaaaaah!" (367,997 bytes, .au format)
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