Claude Banks: Oh yard boy, Mrs. Myrtle could use some attention - perhaps some fertilizer would restore its exuberance. Get yo ass to work.
Dexter Wilkins: You've been on this farm for quite a spell, haven't you?
Claude Banks: Over 40 years now, me and Ray Gibson over there.
Dexter Wilkins: 40 years... that's a long time for any crime, even murder.
Claude Banks: It's a hell of a lot longer when you're innocent.
Dexter Wilkins: Half the men in this prison swear they're innocent, Claude. Don't you think that's kind of funny?
Claude Banks: Well, you have to forgive me if I don't laugh.
Young Sheriff Pike: You just committed suicide, boy.
Young Sheriff Pike: My goodness, my old friend, Winston Hancock. I thought we agreed that you was gonna leave town.
Winston Hancock: Well, I was going to leave, Sheriff Pike... but your wife, she begged me to stay.
Jangle Leg: I da pappy.