"Chris, I'd hate to die a sucker. We didn't come out here just to keep an eye on a lot of corn and chili peppers. There was something else all the time, wasn't there?"

"Tomás: Only the dead are without fear."

"Sotero: Neighbors, I drink to our friends. They armed us, fought at our side, and will forever live in our hearts."

"Hilario: We will fight with guns if we have them. If we don't... with machetes, axes, clubs, anything!"

"Undertaker: I've always treated every man the same – just as another future customer."

"See? I told you! You see your fathers?"

"Don't you ever say that again about your fathers, because they are not cowards! You think I'm brave because I carry a gun? Well, your fathers are much braver, because they carry responsibility! For you, your brothers, your sisters, and your mothers. And this responsibility is like a big rock that weighs a ton. It bends, and it twists them until finally, it buries them under the ground. And there's nobody who says they have to do this--they do it because they love you, and because they want to! I have never had this kind of courage. Running a farm, working like a mule every day with no guarantee what will ever come of it... This is bravery! That's why I never even started anything like that. That's why I never will."

"Yeah, I'm one of us, all right."

"If you can't forget about him, why don't you ride sidesaddle?"

"I admire your notion of fair odds, mister."

"[chopping firewood] I'm doing this because I'm an eccentric millionaire."

"One. There was a time when I would have caught all three. (after snatching at 3 flies on a table.)"

"Yes. The final supreme idiocy... coming here to hide. The deserter, hiding out in the middle of a battlefield."

"Till you lose your nerve. You can feel it. Then you wait... for the bullet in the gun that is faster than you are"

"The lies you tell yourself. No enemies... alive. I have lost count of my enemies."

"I have the most stylish corner of the filthy storeroom out back. That, and one plate of beans. Ten dollars a day."

"Nobody throws me my own guns and says run. Nobody."

"[after being congratulated shooting a mounted bandit] I was aiming for the horse."

"I changed my mind."

"Hold on Chris, I'll get you out of there!"

"You're crazy, all of you! They won't lift a finger to help. Think of the odds!"

"There comes a time to turn Mother's picture to the wall and get out!"

"We come cheaper by the bunch."

"Yeah, that's exactly what I mean! Aztec treasure!"

"Well, I'll be damned."

"A dollar bill always looks as big to me as a bedspread."

"All that's what's on top. What's underneath?"

"The fighting is over. Your work is done. For them, each season has its tasks. If there were a season for gratitude, they'd show it more."

"Don't worry. Why would he kill me? Bullets cost money."

"At my age, a little excitement is welcome."

"They are farmers. They talk of nothing but fertilizer and women. I have never shared their enthusiasm for fertilizer. As for women, I became indifferent when I was eighty-three."

"You must excuse them. They are farmers here. They are afraid of everyone and everything. They are afraid of rain, and no rain. The summer may be too hot, or the winter too cold. If the sow has no pigs, the farmer is afraid he may starve. If she has too many pigs, he is afraid she may starve."

"Fight. You must fight. Fight!"

"Yes. Yes, I am one of them. But who made us the way we are, hmm? Men with guns. Men like Calvera, and... men like you. And now me. So what do you expect us to be?"

"I could have told you they'd sell us out! Farmers. Farmers! No honor, no loyalty, no... all they care about is their precious crops and the miserable dirt they dig in. I hate 'em. I hate 'em all."

"When I brought back the news, you should have seen the look I got from Britt. And Chris. And they have seen a thing or two in their time, and-and done them, too. They aren't men you can impress easily, oh, no! When they looked at me... I knew I was one of them at last. (after spying alone in Calvera's camp.)"

"You know what? They'll make up a song about you and this hat. Villages like this, they make up a song about every big thing that happens. They'll sing it for years."

"We ride for days to get to this nothing in the middle of nowhere. We are ready to risk our lives to help you, and you? You hide from us. Hide. From us. But it's a different story when you're in danger, huh? You might lose your precious crops. Then you flock to us, huh? Well, we are here, my compadres and I. Here we stay. And you? You prove to us that you are worth fighting for!"

"A man comes to him... because he respects him... 'cause he'd be proud to work with him. And he makes me look like TWO CENTS with some damn kid's game!"

"(dying words) You came back... to a place like this. Why? A man like you...why?"

"Once I rob a bank in Texas. Your government get after me with a whole army. Whole army! One little bank. It's clear to me, the meaning? In Texas, only Texans can rob banks."

"(whispering) Just a little gesture, huh? To show these people who the real boss is. You go, then I give you the guns back. I know you won't use those guns against me. Only a crazy-man makes the same mistake twice."

"What happens to these people will happen whether I kill you first or not."

"Your friends, they don't like you very much anymore. You force them to make too many decisions. With me, only one decision: do what I say."

"You hear that? We're trapped! All forty of us!"

"Shows you — sooner or later you must answer for every good deed."

"Generosity. That was my first mistake. I leave these people a little bit extra and they hire these men to make trouble."

"If God didn't want them sheared, He would not have made them sheep."

"Enough! We get the rest when we come back."

"The days of good hunting are over. Once there was horses, cattle, gold, fruit from the trees... no more. Now I must hunt with a price on my head, Rurales at my heels."