Me? I'm from the West.
Out there, beyond the horizon.
Pass the sunset.
The Far west...

Yea, that's right hombres.
The place I come from, we kill a man before breakfast, just to work up an appetite.
We salt him and we pepper him, we braise him clarified butter and then we eat him.

-You eat him?

That's what I said!

Hell, I've seen things make a grownman lose control of his glandularfunction.
You spend three days in a horse carcass, livin' off you own juices.
It'll change a man!
Oh, yes.

Have a few extra aces in this deck, yea?
Just the way I like it.

So no, my hair shootin' rodent little friend,
I am not from around these parts.
You might say I'm from everywhere there's trouble brewin' and hell waiting to be raised.

You might say I'm what hell's already raised up!
Name's...Rango.