Boss Spearman: Man's got a right to protect his property and his life, and we ain't lettin' no rancher or his lawman take either.
Boss Spearman: My friend and me got a hankerin' for Switzerland chocolate and a good smoke.
Charley: I'm not goin' to my maker without knowin' your given name. Mine ain't Waite; it's Postelwaite. Charles Travis Postelwaite. What's yours? Sure ain't Boss. [Boss hesitates] Charley: I mean it, Boss. I'm asking you straight up. Boss Spearman: I...
Boss Spearman: I see they hobbled you. Percy: It's been a while since I was in a fight. I panicked. Fell back, like to have broke my foot. Boss Spearman: Ornery old fool. Percy: Well, or that damned Cuban cigar got me riled up.
Boss Spearman: A man's trust is a valuable thing, Button. You don't want to lose it for a handful of cards.
Boss Spearman: We come for justice, not vengeance. Now them is two different things. Charley Waite: Not today they ain't.
Boss Spearman: Mornin', boys! [holds up bottle of chloroform] Boss Spearman: I brung your breakfast!
Charley Waite: Men are gonna get killed here today, Sue, and I'm gonna kill 'em.
Boss Spearman: We got a warrant sworn for attempted murder for them that tried to kill the boy who's laying over there at the Doc's, trying to stay alive. Swore out another one for them that murdered the big fella you had in your cell. Only ours ain'...
Charley: You the one killed our friend? Butler: That's right. I shot the boy, too. And I enjoyed it. [Charley pulls out his gun and shoots Butler]
[Charley has explained his strategy for the upcoming fight] Boss Spearman: Sounds like you got it all worked out. Charley Waite: Yeah, except the part where we don't get killed.
[Charley Waite kicks Button off his horse. He falls into the river] Button: What you do that for? Charley Waite: Cheatin' at cards. Button: I apologized to you for that. [to Boss Spearman] Button: Eh, Boss? I apologized to him for that. Boss Spearman...
Charley Waite: You ever seen one this bad? Boss Spearman: Not since Noah and the Flood. Mose: Well, you should know, Boss, since you was there. Boss Spearman: What'd you say? Button: He said, "You should know since you was there."
Sue Barlow: So is it marriage that scares you two, or putting down roots? Boss Spearman: No. Who'd have him? All rangy and mangy like a rough old dog. Charley Waite: How about I hold your head under water for just a little while?
Boss Spearman: She ought not to sneak up like that. Charley Waite: She weren't sneaking. I scared that woman half to death. Boss Spearman: Scared me a little bit too.
Boss Spearman: It ain't right to walk away without a word. Charley Waite: Well what do you want me to tell her, Boss? We probably ain't gonna make it? Be a big fat comfort.
Boss Spearman: Brought you a cigar, all the way from Havana, Cuba. Percy: You don't say. I've heard about them but I've never had one. Much obliged to you. Boss Spearman: What do you think? Percy: Better than them crappers I usually smoke.
Sue Barlow: You are coming back, aren't you? Then I'll be waiting for you Charles Postlewaite. Charley Waite: [to Boss, who is riding away] You bucket mouth! Can't keep nothing private.
