Ride with the Devil

Black John:
Don't think you are a good man. The thought will spoil you.

Sue Lee Shelly:
Are you a virgin?

Jack Bull:
Are you saying, sir, that we fight for nothing?

Evans:
Far from it, Mr. Chiles. You fight for everything that we ever had... as did my son. It's just that... we don't have it anymore.

Jack Bull:
My father's under the dirt to stay. Like that's gone to stay, too.

Jake:
My finger?

Jack Bull:
Mmm-hmm.

Jake:
Well, so it is. And it makes me notable by the loss.

Jack Bull:
You sound pleased... as if that finger'd been pesterin' you for rings.

Jake:
No. It was a fine finger and I'd rather have it still, but... it was took from me and it's been et by chickens for sure. And I say, what is the good side to this amputation? And there is one.

Jake:
Well I believe that man would marry stone to stone if there was a chicken at the end.

Sue Lee Shelley:
So do you wanna marry me?

Jake:
No, not too bad.

Sue Lee Shelley:
Good. That's good news, 'cause I wouldn't marry you for a wagonload full of gold.

Jake:
Woman, I have killed fifteen men.

Jake:
It's just bad luck citizens finding out just how bad luck can be.