"Half-soldier: All I know is Carson re-enlisted. The poor guy's minus an eye. He lives with a girl called Maria, who'll tell you. She's a fresh young whore in the territory."

"Union Captain: Whoever has the most liquor to get the soldiers drunk and send them to be slaughtered, is the winner."

"Stevens: You're... from Baker... Tell Baker that I told him all that I know already. Tell him I want to live in peace, understand? That it's no use to go on tormenting me! I know nothing at all about that case of coins. Now that gold has disappeared, but if he'd listened, we could have avoided this altogether. I went to the Army court; there were no witnesses. They couldn't uncover any more. I can't tell Baker what happened to the money; go back and tell him that!"

"Hey, Blondie! You know what you are? Just a dirty son of a — [title theme plays]"

"Ah, my belly's full. Nice guy, my brother. I didn't tell you my brother was in charge here? Everything. Like the Pope, almost. He's in charge in Rome. Yeah, yeah, my brother, he say to me, "Stay, brother, don't go home. We never see each other. Here, there's plenty to eat and drink. Bring your friend, too." Whenever we see each other, he never lets me go. It's always the same story. My brother, he's crazy about me. [His tone becomes wistful] That's so... even a tramp like me, no matter what happens, I know there's a brother somewhere who'll never refuse me... a bowl of soup."

"[To his brother Pablo] You think you're better than I am? Where we came from, if one did not want to die of poverty, one became a priest or a bandit! You chose your way, I chose mine. Mine was harder. You talk of our mother and father. You remember when you left to become a priest? I stayed behind! I must have been ten, twelve. I don't remember which, but I stayed. I tried, but it was no good. Now I am going to tell you something. You became a priest because you were... too much of a coward to do what I do!"

"There are two kinds of spurs, my friend. Those that come in by the door; those that come in by the window."

"If you work for a living, why do you kill yourself working?"

"Two hundred thousand dollars is a lot of money. We're gonna have to earn it."

"Whoever double-crosses me and leaves me alive... he understands nothing about Tuco. Nothing!"

"Hey, everybody, look! Look! He's giving him the filthy money! Judas! You've sold my hide! But you won't enjoy any of that money, not a penny. If there's justice, that money will go to the undertakers! Every penny of it. You know who you are? You want to know whose son you are? You don't, I do. Everybody does. You're the son of a thousand fathers! All bastards like you! And your mother? Your mother... You bastard! Your mother, it's better not to talk of her. I never hurt anybody!"