How about these from the same movie of course:
I hired you people to try to get a little track laid, not to jump around like a bunch of Kansas City faggots.

The way you was lollygagging with them picks and shovels, you would think it was a hundred and twenty degrees out here. Can't be more 'n a hundred and fourteen.

All right, we'll give some land to the niggers and the chinks, but we DON'T WANT THE IRISH.

Come on this is an easy one, you know they couldn't make this movie in this day of Political correctness.