Byron McElroy: [while observing various drawings on Potter's wall that show the anatomies of various animals, while Potter treats McElroy to a bullet wound] What the fuck kind of doctor are you anyway? Doc Potter: It's nice to have a conversation wit...
Ben Wade: Now, you see Dan, generally pretty much everyone wants to live. That means Butterfield, too. He's gonna walk out on you. He's gonna come back up here, and he's gonna walk out on you. Now, what you gotta figure is why you and your boy are go...
Ben Wade: [while lying down in a hotel room bed] So this is the bridal suite? Now, I wonder how many brides have taken in this view?
Alice Evans: Don't do it, Dan. No one will think less of you. Dan Evans: No one can think less of me.
Ben Wade: [Surveying the wreckage of the war wagon] Well, would you look at all this? You all spared no expense this time, Byron. I gotta say, though, it's probably cheaper just to let me rob the damn thing.
Ben Wade: Remind me never to play poker in this town.
Dan Evans: You say one more word, and I'll cut you down right here. Ben Wade: I like this side of you, Dan.
Dan Evans: You're so sure that your crew's comin' to get you? Byron McElroy: They're lost without him; like a pack of dogs without a master.
Charlie Prince: [to the townsfolk firing at both fugitives] Not the black hat! The rancher, you dumb shits! The rancher!
Doc Potter: Is it true that you dynamited a wagon full of prospectors in the western territories last spring? Ben Wade: No, that's a lie... It was a train full.
Ben Wade: They're going to kill me in the morning... I'll never see the sun.
Mark Evans: You gonna tell the marshal what those men did? William Evans: Marshal ain't doing shit! Alice Evans: William... Dan Evans: First thing, Mark, I'm gonna take you boys and we're gonna round up the herd, and then I'm going into town. Mark Ev...
William Evans: [referring to Alice's brooch] You gonna hock that? Dan Evans: Someday, William... you walk in my shoes, you might understand. William Evans: I ain't ever walking in your shoes.
Byron McElroy: If you're gonna kill me, just as soon get to it. Ben Wade: I ain't gonna kill you. Not like this. Byron McElroy: Won't change a thing, lettin' me live. I'll come for you. Ben Wade: I'd be disappointed if you didn't.
Marshal Weathers: Can I help you? Charlie Prince: I think maybe a coach headed for here got itself held up in the canyon about ten miles back... Butterfield: God damn it. Charlie Prince: ...by Mr. Ben Wade himself. Marshal Weathers: How did you know ...
Ben Wade: [to Tucker, who's holding his gun] Be careful with that thing. That gun's got a curse on it. [Tucker chuckles] Ben Wade: Laugh while you can.
Ben Wade: Byron, what an unpleasant surprise.
Ben Wade: Well, you did it, Dan.
