My Name Is Nobody (1973)

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• Nobody : [reads the names on the crosses in the Indian cemetery]  Sam Peckinpah. That's a beautiful name in Navajo.

• Jack Beauregard : You shine like the door of a whorehouse. A blind man could spot you ten miles off.

  Nobody : I like folks to see me.

  Jack Beauregard : Maybe folks don't share your pleasure.

• Nobody : The secret of a long life is you try not to shorten it.

• Nobody : I see it clear as crystal. Jack Beauregard standing alone, facing the Wild Bunch. Just think of it. You'll be written up in all the history books.

  Jack Beauregard : You'll be down on Earth reading them while I'm up there playing on a harp.

• Nobody : It's always the best who are the first to go.

  Jack Beauregard : Which means you ain't going nowhere.

• Nobody : There was this little birdie, who didn't even know how to fly yet. Then one freezing cold night, he tumbles out of his nest and lands on the ground. Well, he starts going, "Chirp, chirp, chirp," like crazy because he was damn nearly freezing. Lucky for him, along comes this cow, sees him, and feels sorry for him. So she lifts her tail, and SPLAT! drops this steaming hot cow pie right on him! The little birdie is nice and warm again, but he's still not happy and keeps going, "Chirp, chirp, chirp, chirp," louder than ever! Then a mean old coyote hears him and comes running. He reaches out a paw, and pulls him out of the cow pie. He brushes the dirt off him real nice, and then... swallows the birdie down in one gulp!

• Jack Beauregard : You're sure trying hard to make a hero out of me.

  Nobody : You're that already. You just need a special act, something that'll make your name a legend.

  Jack Beauregard : What I don't understand is what difference it makes to you.

  Nobody : If a man is a man, he needs someone to believe in.

  Jack Beauregard : I've met all kinds in my life. Thieves and killers. Pimps and prostitutes. Con men and preachers. Even a few fellas that told the truth. The kind of man you're talking about, never.

  Nobody : Maybe you've never met them. Or hardly ever. But they're the only ones who count.

• Nobody : Who are you?

  Jack Beauregard : Me?... I am nobody.

• Nobody : Just think of it, 150 pure bred sons of bitches on horseback and you facing 'em alone. You'll be written up in all the history books.

• Jack Beauregard : Son, let me give you a little advice. You start admiring someone, pretty soon you're envious so you start showing off, taking chances. Before you know it, you're dead.

  Nobody : Well, it ain't good for some folks to live too long.

• Jack Beauregard : A man's gotta quit sometime.

  Nobody : But someone like you has gotta go out with style!

• Nobody : If you go away, who's gonna be left? Nobody!

• Jack Beauregard : Son, let me give you a little advice. If you start admiring someone, pretty soon you're envious, so you start showing off. Taking chances. Before you know it, you're dead.

  Nobody : Well, it ain't good for some folks to live too long!

• Jack Beauregard : Well... now you got me in the history books... how do I quit?

  Nobody : There's only one way.

  Jack Beauregard : How's that?

  Nobody : You gotta die!