Lone Watie: Get ready, little lady. Hell is coming to breakfast.
Senator: The war's over. Our side won the war. Now we must busy ourselves winning the peace. And Fletcher, there's an old saying: To the victors belong the spoils.
Fletcher: There's another old saying, Senator: Don't piss down my back and tell me it's raining.
Lone Watie: I'm glad you stopped me when you did. I might have killed her.
Josey Wales: Are you gonna pull those pistols or whistle Dixie?