Bart: A man drink like that and don’t eat, he is going to die.
Jim:When?
lol!!!
Another funny exchange from the same scene:
Bart: What do you like to do?
Jim: I dunno. Play chess. Screw.
Bart: Let’s play chess.
Sad, but Blazing Saddles could never be made in Hollywood today. The n-word count is off the chart by PC standards, and quite frankly, they could never find actors who could match those in the original.
Well, it got to the point that every piss-ant prarie punk who thought he could shoot a gun would ride into town to try out the Waco Kid. I must have killed more men than Cecil B. DeMille. It got pretty gritty. I started to hear the word “draw” in my sleep. Then one day I was just walking down the street when I heard a voice behind me say, “Reach for it, mister!” I spun around, and there I was, face to face with a six-year-old kid. Well, I just threw my guns down and walked away.
The little bastard shot me in the ass. So I limped into the nearest saloon, crawled inside a whiskey bottle, and I’ve been there ever since.