Harry Luck: [to Chris] You ol' Cajun; you don't talk so good, but you always know what's goin' on.
Chris: Go ahead, Lee. You don't owe anything to anybody. Lee: Except to myself.
Chico: They're afraid. She's afraid of me, you, him. All of us. Farmers! Their families told them we would rape them. Chris: Well we might. But in my opinion you might have given us the benefit of the doubt. But just as you please...
