Bring your gun down to the range.

Sami gave Layla the business card of a local gun store and shooting range.

Laying out here with a long gun waiting for Mr. Cody to come riding into range.

In gun sails! In gun sails! In gun sails!

Pompey's gun, your gun, Tom.

Joe, you know I never carry a gun. (GUN FIRING) (GUN FIRING)

Wanna see a gun? A fuckin' gun?

Old Henry's got a gun, a real gun?

But it was your gun. Yeah. My gun.

Put the gun down! You put the gun down!

Put down that gun, Vienna. Put down the gun.

The gun! The gun you stole from his briefcase.

My gun.

My gun.

Me gun!

A gun.

Your gun?

My gun!

My gun?

My gun!

The gun.

Gun Hill.

A gun!

The boldest of these were the cattlemen, who seized the wideopen range for their own personal domain, and their law was the law of the hired gun.

Thuppakki(The Gun)

Drop the gun!

(Machine gun fire)

(Machine gun fire)

Use the gun!

From a gun?

From a gun.

The antiaircraft gun!

To the gun!

A gun, ha!

Here's his gun.

The gun, please.

Get his gun.

With a gun?

Here's his gun.

One less gun.

It's my gun.

Goodlooking gun. Thanks.

A gun, miss.

Watch your gun.

Leave the gun.