- Bambino: I'm not mad at you. I'm mad at our Ma. She shoulda strangled you, or at least drowned ya when you were born.
- Jonathan: Well, I couldn't leave him in town; he tends to tell to tell the truth. He's an alcoholic, you know.
- Major Harrison: Let this be a reminder, old man. Either you leave this valley or I'll bury you in it. The choice is yours.
- Drunken Mexican: There was a gringo, Señor. He want to make love to my mujer, so I push him away with a little knife. A very little knife, señor. Oh, but when I look into his black eyes, they turn white, and he falls down to the ground. He must have hit his head.