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"Time to meet your maker!"

"Why, you ain't heard a word I've said."

"Look, I'm feeling generous today. I'm just gonna shoot out your brains! Which shouldn't make much of a difference to you!"

"He's over there!"

"My father didn't live long enough to find out what he could have been."

"They call me doctor, and I love my job! Looking after the sick and wounded, that's what I do, so come on down and be my patient."

"Aw meester, I've seen better shooting at a county fair!"

"You disappoint me, Anderson!"

"Had enough yet?"

"Hope you have a coffin picked out!"

"Well, well, now what is it my papa used to say? Oh yes, yes, he used to say: "Son, life is wasted on the living.""

"You afraid of dyin', kid?"

"Now, what is it the bard wrote? 'Cowards die many times before their deaths...but the valiant taste of death...but once.'"

"Talk now, Anderson, or hold thy peace forever!"

"And I took you to be a gentleman! How could you deceive a poor woman so!"

"When you're gone, we shall weep! Especially that little girl of yours! What's her name? I can't wait to get my hands on her...her throat!"

"Hot tamale, meester! Try this one for size!"

"Marshal James Anderson. Once a lawman, always a lawman. Boys...did I tell you how much I hate lawmen?"

"I hear you like cigars! Here, have one of mine!"

"You're outnumbered!"

"I hope you plant better than you shoot!"

"Time to fit you for a coffin!"

"Please, come in and do take a seat."

"[After seeing the Screaming 'Henry' George Bowers die.] Too bad. I was hopin' we could talk."

"Oh, James...I'm cold. Hold me."

"Gentlemen, I have seen the future. Where now there are struggling farms, I see a gleaming city risin'. A city that has MY name on it. Gentlemen, we got ourselves a job to do. There are some 'as has a problem sharing my vision. They fail to see that selling their land to me is going to make this county the richest in the state. Well, their time has finally come. YOU will enlighten them. Go out there and don't come back until I can look at this map and see that every inch of it...is mine!"

"You stubborn son of a bitch! You'll pay for this! Don't think you won't!"

"Well, well. The valiant Marshal is still holding out."

"Aw, don't cry woman. Remember, to weep is to make less the depth of grief!"

"Hey, why don't we just sit down and talk about this reasonably? Homicidal maniac to crazed, vengeance-seeking ex-lawman?"

"Why don't you just go shopping Marshal, you're good at that. Oops, did I say something inappropriate?"

"My hat! Damnit!"

"After I kill you, I'm gonna smoke your cigars!"

"Oh Marshal! Ex-Marshal! Is that really a gun in your hand, or is it just wishful thinkin'?"

"Hahaha! You got a death wish? Or you really this stupid?!"

"Here chicky chicky! *clucking*"

"'Ees too bad you have manure for brains!"

"Heh, heh, heh, good shooting meester, but you're already too late. Oops, you meessed the train! Sorry..."

"Hey Marshal! I got a present for you! A stick of dynamite!"

"Oh, and by the way, Marshal! It's *Sir* Richard Clifton to you!"

"Hey, Anderson! You need some lessons in how to be a gentleman! Like me!"

"Hey, mister lawman! (taunting)"

"There he is, get him!"

"Don't be a fool, marshal!"

"Damn you, and the horse you ride in on!"

"Where are you marshal?"

"[Referring to Anna about his daughter, Sarah.] She got a voice on her. Almost as pretty as yours, Anna."

"Jaden, you fought bravely, resisted the Dark Side, and saved another Jedi from certain death. You will be a valuable member of the Jedi Order."

"Rosh, I hope your experience has taught you the patience and humility that may one day will turn you into a great Jedi."

"(after being thanked by Jaden) Don't get all mushy on me, kid. C'mon, let's get outta here."