Colonel Nathan Dudley: Mr. Bonney. Mr. McSween. This is Colonel Nathan Dudley out of Fort Scranton. Come on out, with your hands high.
William H. Bonney: Hahahahahaha! With your hands high? I better reason with him. Hey, Colonel Shithead. You can kiss my ass. Get President Hayes down here, then we'll come out. We'll see how they like that one.

Chavez: I told you I would find the way, and the way is west.
William H. Bonney: West, huh? Well ... west is that way...
[points gun in one direction] ... and the bastards we gotta kill are that way.

I'm not a pistoleer or a knifesmith like that greaser Chavez Chavez over there. I'm a pugilist.

Charley Bowdre

Richard Brewer: When we finish this meal you little rodent, we're gonna go out in the yard and see who has the right to run this group of regulators.
Doc: Richard, would you be so kind as to pass the gravy please?

He ain't all there, is he?

'Dirty Steve' Stevens

China Girl: You look like trouble.
Doc: Trouble? I'm a poet, with flowers of all things.
China Girl: And a gun... it's a big gun.
Doc: It's a big town. Come on Yin, all I want is a chance.

Papers can't do anything right.

Richard Brewer

If we're caught, we're gonna hang... But there's many a slip twixt the cup and the lip.

William H. Bonney

You know, Sir, I do admire you, and I sure would like to touch the gun that's gonna kill Billy the Kid.

William H. Bonney

Alex McSween: I'm not leaving my house.
William H. Bonney: Alex, if you stay they're gonna kill you. And then I'm gonna have to to go around and kill all the guys who killed you. That's a lot of killing.

Doc: Billy, what are we gonna do now?
William H. Bonney: We're gonna show these guys they've finally met their match.

Doc: Billy, we're good, but this is getting ridiculous.
William H. Bonney: I like these odds...

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