Ralph: This is dark chocolate. It comes all the way from Switzerland, Europe. That's near France, see. They call it 'bitter sweet.' Melts in your mouth.
Boss Spearman: You tried it?
Ralph: No.
Boss Spearman: How do you know it melts in your mouth?
Ralph: Well, truth is, we can't afford it ourselves.
Boss Spearman: She ought not to sneak up like that.
Charley Waite: She weren't sneaking. I scared that woman half to death.
Boss Spearman: Scared me a little bit too.
Boss Spearman: Man's got a right to protect his property and his life, and we ain't lettin' no rancher or his lawman take either.
Boss Spearman: It's a shame to go forever without takin' a taste of somethin'.
Boss Spearman: We'll drink to good health for them that have it comin'.
Boss Spearman: It's a pretty day for makin' things right.
Charley Waite: You ever seen one this bad?
Boss Spearman: Not since Noah and the Flood.
Mose: Well, you should know, Boss, since you was there.
Boss Spearman: What'd you say?
Button: He said, "You should know since you was there."
Boss Spearman: My friend and me got a hankerin' for Switzerland chocolate and a good smoke.
Boss Spearman: I married once. Never knowed that did you Charlie? Had a wife and child. Sweet little spread too nothing much but we was young. Loved each other. Never had a cross word. They caught the typhus and died. After that home didn't seem much of a place to spend time. Believe I've chanced my mind on that now that I'm getting on in years. If Button lives and we survive Baxter I am to see to it there's a home he's sleeping in instead of a cold prairie.
Boss Spearman: We'll let the brains of the outfit do the thinking. Sue?
Boss Spearman: The name Butler mean anything to you?
Charley Waite: You hear names when you're on the other side of things.
Boss Spearman: He as fast as they say?
Charley Waite: He's a killer.
Boss Spearman: You know him if you saw him?
Charley Waite: He ain't hard to recognize if you know what you're looking for.
Boss Spearman: It ain't right to walk away without a word.
Charley Waite: Well what do you want me to tell her, Boss? We probably ain't gonna make it? Be a big fat comfort.
Denton Baxter: You're nuthin'.
Boss Spearman: Maybe so, but I'll still be breathin' in another minute.
Boss Spearman: We got a warrant sworn for attempted murder for them that tried to kill the boy who's lying over there at the Doc's, trying to stay alive. Swore out another one for them that murdered the big fella you had in your cell. Only ours ain't writ by no tin star, bought and paid for, Marshal. It's writ by us, and we aim to enforce it.
Boss Spearman: A man's trust is a valuable thing, Button. You don't want to lose it for a handful of cards.
Boss Spearman: We come for justice, not vengeance. Now them is two different things.
Charley Waite: Not today they ain't.
Sue Barlow: So is it marriage that scares you two, or putting down roots?
Boss Spearman: No. Who'd have him? All rangy and mangy like a rough old dog.
Charley Waite: How about I hold your head under water for just a little while?
Daddy: Rosebud, I swear to God you are as graceful as a capital letter S.
Daddy: Put your damn tit back in your dress. Replace that tit.
