Yen Sun: I know what you've come to do. You've come to lay with me and cut me into tiny pieces. You're the bandit that eats children and old people.
Doc: I eat meat and potatoes.

Yen Sun: They'll chase after us.
Doc: I'm used to that.

Yen Sun: I am unclean. That is not for a young man.
Doc: Yen, I used to ride with the dirty underwear gang out of Liberty, Missouri.

Richard Brewer: We've got a warrant for you, old man.
Buckshot Roberts: I ain't got no business with that war no more, peckerhead son of a bitch. I'm on my own. I've come to pick up the 150 dollars Sheriff Brady has put out for the kid. The rest of you are only worth about 110, but I'll take it. What a sweet disposition. All right, let's dance.

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

William H. Bonney: Murphy's taking inventory in Tunstall's store right now and you're saying that means nothing to you?
Chavez: It means nothing to me? Murphy and his politicians have taken more blood from me than they ever will from you.

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

John Tunstall: I have made a long, steamship journey from London, Mr. Murphy, so I shall be damned if I am persuaded by something as ugly as political corruption. So, I'd like for you to take your threats and your sheriff and get off my property.
L.G. Murphy: You're ambitious, Earl, but you'd be better off selling ladies' undergarments in Hampstead.

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.

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.

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

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"Dirty Steve" Stephens: You're a red ass Mexican greaser, you do it with your horse. Mexican greaser!
Chavez: Come here, you little white chicken shit.

Did you guys see the size of that chicken?

"Dirty Steve" Stephens

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