Hilario: The feeling I felt in my chest this morning, when I saw Calvera run away from us, that's a feeling worth dying for. Have you ever felt something like that?
Vin: Not for a long, long time. I envy you.
Henry: Well, I'll be damned. I never knew you had to be anything but a corpse to get into Boot Hill. How long's this been going?
Chamlee: Since the town got civilized.
Hilario: Even if we had the guns, we know how to plant and grow, we don't know how to kill.
Old Man: Then learn, or die.
Britt: Nobody throws me my own guns and says run. Nobody.
Hilario: Very young and very proud.
Chris: Well, the graveyards are full of boys who were very young and very proud.
Chris: Oh, hell. If that's all that's holding things up, I'll drive the rig.
Calvera: Generosity... that was my first mistake. I leave these people a little bit extra, and then they hire these men to make trouble. It shows you, sooner or later, you must answer for every good deed.
Chris: Now we are seven.
Calvera: Somehow I don't think you've solved my problem.
Chris: Solving your problems isn't our line.
Chris: There's a job for six men, watching over a village, south of the border.
O'Reilly: How big's the opposition?
Chris: Thirty guns.
O'Reilly: I admire your notion of fair odds, mister.
