Eileen:
It's the language of love.

Tucker:
I didn't know the language of love had words, ma'am.

Eileen:
Oh my yes, I could teach you.

Anita:
The population of the United States is over 63 million people now.

Lilly:
They sure ain't here.

Anita:
We sold our bodies, why can't we sell wood?

Kid Jarrett:
Cody? Well kiss my sister's black cat's ass!

Preacher:
Every tree is known by its fruit. This woman has brought forth bad fruit.

Kid Jarrett:
What's your name?

Lilly:
Lilly.

Kid Jarrett:
Just Lilly?

Lilly:
Lilly's enough.

Kid Jarrett:
Well if you answer to it...

Lilly:
Well, that depends on who's asking.

William Tucker:
I don't have a lot of money, but I've got this land, and I swear I'll never break your heart.

Anita Crown:
If your laws don't include me, well then, they don't apply to me either.

Lilly Laronette:
Eileen, you don't have to throw yourself at the first old fart that comes along.

Cody Zamora:
Pick it up. Put it in. Die like a man.

Josh McCoy:
You're dead! I just ain't killed you yet.

Widow Matilda Clayborne:
If you were anything more than a pile of manure with a badge on it, my Colonel might still be alive.

Jerome Lurie:
Ma'am, I don't know how to tell you this...

Anita Crown:
Tell me what?

Jerome Lurie:
Well, your claim is worthless without your husband alive. See for yourself... second paragraph. Now ma'am, I'm sorry but it's the law. Surely you understand that.

Anita Crown:
Yes, I understand that. I was worthless until I married. So now, I guess I'm worthless as a widow. Funny, I had some value as a whore.