A plague on the whole stinking lot of ya, without morals or laws. And all you whores got no laws. You got no honor. It's no wonder you all emigrated to America, because they wouldn't have you in England. You're a lot of savages, that's what you all are. A bunch of bloody savages. A plague on you. I'll be back.

It's a hell of a thing, ain't it, killin' a man. You take everything he's got... and everything he's ever gonna have...

I heard that one myself, Bob. Hell, I even thought I was dead 'til I found out it was just that I was in Nebraska

So? You just use your hand?

He's holding onto his shit like its money!

It ain't bent.

Any man don't wanna get killed better clear on out the back.

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Originally posted by mojojojo:
Any man don't wanna get killed better clear on out the back.

Funny, I just semi-referenced this quote to my wife a day or two ago...can't recall the context, but it was definitely in proper homage to the source material.

We all have it comin' kid.

Now Ned, them whores are going to tell different lies than you. And when their lies ain't the same as your lies... Well, I ain't gonna hurt no woman. But I'm gonna hurt you. And not gentle like before... but bad.

Deserve's got nothing to do with it.

" He should have armed himself....... if he's going to decorate his saloon with my friend."

Free ones?

...
"And there was nothing on the marker to explain to Mrs. Feathers why her only daughter had married a known thief and murderer, a man of notoriously vicious and intemperate disposition."

You see, the night that Corky walked into the Blue Bottle, and before he knows what's happening, Bob here takes a shot at him! And he misses, 'cause he's so damn drunk. Now that bullet whizzing by panicked old Corky, and he did the wrong thing. He went for his gun in such a hurry that he shot his own damn toe off. Meantime Bob here, he's aiming real good, and he squeezes off another, but he misses, because he's still so damn drunk, and he hits this thousand-dollar mirror up over the bar. And now, the Duck of Death is as good as dead. Because Corky does it right. He aims real careful, no hurry...

Ned, you remember that drover I shot through the mouth and his teeth came out the back of his head? I think about him now and again. He didn't do anything to deserve to get shot. At least nothin' I could remember when I sobered up.

Clyde, you got 3 pistols and 1 arm for Christ sake.

The Duck I says

I grew up with Rob Campbell. He is an actor and had a small part in the movie (he played Davey Bunting).