Meacham: [teaching Doc how to shoot a rifle] Don't yank on it, it's not your pecker.
Doc: It's my fault she got took. I never should have taken her to that town.
Meacham: No, no, no. Not your fault. You'll get her back. You're setting things right. Just got to have faith. That's all.
Doc: Faith. Yeah. God's been real swell to me. I don't mean no disrespect, preacher, but either he ain't up there or he don't like me very much.
Meacham: Surely you don't expect the Lord to do everything for you, do you, Doc? You got to earn His presence. Then you got to recognize it and then you have to act on it.
Meacham: Whether you end up in Heaven or Hell isn't God's plan, it's your own. You just have to remember what it is.
Woodrow Dolarhyde: What are you all choked up about?
Emmett Taggart: I'm worried about my grandpa.
Woodrow Dolarhyde: Look. When I was just a little bit older than you are now, all this was Mexico. Word came that the Apaches was riding towards a settlement called Arivaca. My father wanted me to be a man, so made me ride out with the garrison, banging on a drum. Boy, was I scared. Well, we got there, it was too late. They were all dead and the whole place was burnt down. This settler fella came crawling out of a burning cabin. He was bad. He knew he was gonna die. Burnt bad. He rolled over, looked up into my eyes, and he said "Kill me."
Emmett Taggart: What did you do?
[takes the knife from Emmett's belt buckle]
Woodrow Dolarhyde: I took this knife off his belt and I slit his throat. Take it.
[Emmett takes the knife back]
Woodrow Dolarhyde: Be a man.
Woodrow Dolarhyde: Get off my plains!
Doc: I don't know much about boats, but I'd say that one's upside down.
[sees a spaceship for the first time]
Woodrow Dolarhyde: What the hell?
[Doc and Jake standing over Meachum's grave to say something about him]
Doc: [gestures to Jake]
Jake Lonergan: You go ahead.
Doc: Uh... Lord... If there is such a thing as a soul, this man had a good one. Please protect it. Made me feel better. World was a better place for having him. Dust to dust, amen. How was that?
Jake Lonergan: Good words.
Woodrow Dolarhyde: [shouts while turning his horse around] They're coming back! They're coming back!
Wes Claiborne: [to Jake] We're riding towards Absolution. You know how far west we are?
[Jake doesn't answer]
Mose Claiborne: Maybe he's a dummy.
Wes Claiborne: Is there a reason you're not answering my question?
Mose Claiborne: Look here, Pa. He's got iron on his wrist. He's been shot. Could be done broke out of hoosegow. Might be worth bounty.
Wes Claiborne: Might could be.
Percy Dolarhyde: [to Jake] You're in trouble now. You're gonna burn. My pa is coming for me. He learned how to kill a man good and slow in the war. I am going to watch you suffer for a long, long, long time. You thought that cheap shot in the pecker hurt?
[Jake grabs hold of Percy through the cell bars and smacks his head hard against them]
Jake Lonergan: [to Woodrow] You ready to get your son back
Percy Dolarhyde: [to his father, after being kneed in the gonads by Jake Lonergan] He dry-gulched me!