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?

Mexican Groom: You go hell!
Curly Bill: You first.

Very cosmopolitan.

Doc Holliday

Wyatt Earp: I just want you to know it's over between us.
Curly Bill: Well... bye.
Johnny Ringo: Smell that, Bill? Smells like someone died.

Jesse James is bigger than you can imagine...

Robert Ford

Don't tell me what I can and can not do, Ed.

Jesse James

Do you want to be like me? Or do you want to BE me?

Jesse James

It is interesting the many ways you and I overlap; you're the youngest of three James boys, I'm the youngest of five Ford boys. You have blue eyes, I have blue eyes. You're five feet eight inches tall, I'm five feet eight inches tall.

Robert Ford

Jesse James: Go back to bed.
Robert Ford: I got to use the privy.
Jesse James: You think you do, but you don't.

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