Rooster Cogburn: Say, uh, there's one thing I would like to get straight.
Eula: Hmm.
Rooster Cogburn: We both know that the Lord brands lyin' a sin. You think He'll still smile on you after them whoppers you told in there?
Eula: And if thy words stray from the truth for the good of God's own, if thy intent be pure, thou shall not then be judged sinful.
Rooster Cogburn: Beautiful quotation. What book? What chapter?
Eula: I will confess, Reuben, it is of my own invention, I just made it up.
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.
Russian: You know, I had a boy like you once. He was as ugly as dirt... took after his ma. I ended up having to slit his throat.
Sheriff McCoy: You two couldn't steal candy from a baby without coming out on the short end.
Frank O'Brien: What the hell are they shooting?
Deputy U.S. Marshal Nathan Pearce: When you tell an Indian things will be a certain way and then they're not, he's inclined to think maybe you crossed him.