Jesse James: So we got a plan?
Bob: Yeah, my plan of lying here pissing myself seems to be working mighty fine, thank you.
Cole: Sadie was a beautiful woman, Sadie was not a man.
Jesse James: She had a mustache, a nice mustache.
Frank: I think she had more than a mustache.
Cole: Well, she was European.
Jesse James: Let's go home, back to our farms.
Cole: Platin' corn, harvesting corn... and eatin' corn.
Bob: The corn gonna shoot at me?
Bob: Then I love it.
Bob: Cole lost his temper.
Frank: Oh no.
Bob: Well, he just lost his temper a little.
Jesse James: How many of 'em did he kill, Bob?
Zee Mimms: I can't believe I had to blow up a train for you.
Jesse James: Well you are a hell of a woman.
Zee Mimms: Don't swear.
Jesse James: All right, settle down. Not all this money is ours.
Bob: Uh, well... no Jesse, it's the bank's... see that's why we had to go to all the trouble of stealing it.
Cole: The one time that one of us comes up with an idea.
Jesse James: A bad idea.
Cole: Hey, I got us through the war all right.
Jesse James: And nearly got hanged in peacetime.
Jesse James: Hands off your hip, Cole.
Cole: Ain't scared are ya, Jesse?
Jesse James: Pick your fights, cousin, you taught me that.
Frank: That Zerelda turned into a hell of a woman, eh?
Jesse James: Oh yeah.
Frank: "Big and older"?
Jesse James: You can shut up now, Frank.
Frank: You are a charmer.
Jesse James: I swear to god I will shoot you in your sleep.
Frank: Next time try "Fat and haggard".
Valentine Louzon: Thank you for returning my Tupperware.
Victor: Of course.
Valentine Louzon: People usually don't, like it comes with the food. Free Tupperware! Do you like the food?
Victor: Yeah, the food was... it was very good. Beatrice didn't tell you?
Valentine Louzon: She was nervous you wouldn't like her cooking. I always told her the way to a man's heart is through his stomach. One of the ways. She'll keep you well fed, that's for sure.
Beatrice: I was involved in a car accident last year. I was a beautician before. They rebuilt part of my face, but it's... it's kind of hard to give advice on beauty now. And, uh, I have to smile a lot in my job, and most of the time it hurts to smile.
Victor: I don't get to smile so much. My work.
Victor: No. Maybe you and I should switch jobs.
Mandrake: Ronin! What a surprise! I get so few guests.
Ronin: Could be the stench of death. Some people don't care for it.