Forrest Bondurant: I'm a Bondurant. We don't lay down for nobody.
Old-timer: Any damn fool can get himself shot full of holes.
Cole Younger: It ain't hard gettin' shot. It's the gettin' back up.
Dancin' Kid: I like you, Guitar Man. How'd you like to work for me?
Johnny: I wouldn't.
Dancin' Kid: Now all of a sudden I don't like you.
Johnny: Now that makes me real sad.
Liberty Valance: You lookin' for trouble, Doniphon?
Tom Doniphon: You aim to help me find some?
Miss Jones: Rosie, how many times you been married?
Rosie: Eleven. Ten without a preacher or license.
Miss Jones: Well, did you love any of 'em?
Rosie: Oh, all of 'em! Every one of 'em! The good and the bad. It's a shame to waste all that prime beef on a guy serving three to five in a prison. Do you keep in touch?
Miss Jones: Oh, he's kind of a lousy letter writer.
Rosie: A lousy bank robber, too.
Hiram Gummer: I feel I've not been privy to critical, most needful information.
Calamity Jane: Ten years gone, 'proaching that same-self hill I thought to lay me down and rise no more... oof. Gimme wide berth, that's just passed wind! Possibly worse... Before eyes close for good an' all, I'd once again see my Joanie Stubbs... show her a sign of lovin' regret from Calamity Jane to her darlin'. And, too, at the grave of Wild Bill. Oof, I've a left-cheek ass-blister's a percolatin' sonofabitch.
Mike Devereaux: He'll cool down... and when he does he'll make the deal. He's too smart not to. Ain't that right, Ben?
Ben Devereaux: I don't know. But anybody that throws $10,000 in a spittoon makes me nervous.
Sam Turner: All we want to know is what we rode here for.
Lane: What a gun rides anywhere for - money. The more of it the more chances you take.
Sheriff Sanchez: Ladies and gentlemen, there's no need for me to tell you - the emergency arose and the man appeared. Mr Douglass, it's not often a man gets to do so much for his neighbors and do it like you did. We want you to know we'll always be grateful... and in our hearts always.
Jim Douglass: Thank you... and in your prayers, please.
Drover: We're not really used to...
Lady Sarah Ashley: A woman? I suppose you think I should be back in Darwin, at the church fete or a lady's whatever you call it. Well I will have you know, I am as capable as any man.
Drover: Guests. We're not used to guests is what I was about to say, but now that you mention it I happen to quite like the women of the outback.
Lomax: You got a bargain, Big Man.
Taw Jackson: How's that?
Lomax: Two five-hundred dollar days for the price of one.
Someone in crowd: Who are you?
Judge Roy Bean: Justice, you sons of bitches.