MAGUIRE'S HENCHMEN:

"Maguire may be a Communist
But he won't share his woman
Some say he is generous
But he won't share that kind of love with you"

MAGUIRE:

"You are a scoundrel to think
That this thing you call 'love'
Can be sliced up like a pie
And what's more
You are far from what's right
When you think you can fight
Without the risk to die
And I will politely ask you to cease
Your senseless confrontations
Or else I will show you what pain really means
With a hammer and sickle through your brains

"I may be a Communist
But I won't share my woman
Some say that I'm generous
But I won't share that kind of love with you

"How dare you ask her
Why she picked me?
Obviously the gal's got good taste
And what a waste it would be
For me to kill you
Over such a pitiful case
And I've got hot iron
And six rounds of lead
And I may well point it at your head
And pull on the trigger
Just for the pleasure
Of watching the walls turning red"

MAGUIRE'S HENCHMEN:

"Maguire may be a Communist
But he still is a human
So if you want to live
Then we'd suggest you'd run for your life"

MAGUIRE:

"If I ever see you around here again, boy
There'll be Hell to raise"