Unforgiven

[about the house the Sheriff's building] You know, he don't have a straight angle in that whole god-damned porch, or the whole house for that matter. He is the worst damn carpenter.

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You know how women lie.

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Just because we let them smelly fools ride us like horses don't mean we gotta let 'em brand us like horses. Maybe we ain't nothing but whores but we, by god, we ain't horses.

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Schofield Kid: Like I was saying, you don't look no meaner-than-hell, cold-blooded damn killer. Will Munny: Maybe I ain't. Kid: Yeah, well, Uncle Pete says you was the meanest goddamn son of a bitch alive, and if I ever wanted a partner for a killin', you were the worst one. Meaning the best, on account as you're as cold as the snow and you don't have no weak nerve nor fear. Will: Pete said that, huh? Kid: Yeah, yeah he did. I'm a damn killer myself, 'cept, uh, I ain't killed as many as you on account of my youth.

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Ned Logan: Hell, Will. We ain't bad men no more. Shit, we're farmers. Will Munny: Should be easy killing them, supposing they don't go on down to Texas first. Ned: How long has it been since you fired a gun at a man, Will? Nine, ten years? Will: Eleven. Ned: Easy, huh? Hell, I don't know that it was all that easy even back then. And we was young and full of beans. I mean, if you was mad at 'em, Will, I mean. If they'd done you some wrong, I could see shooting 'em. Will: We done stuff for money before, Ned. Ned: Yeah, we thought we did. All right, so what did these fellas do? Cheat at cards? Steal some strays? Spit on a rich fella? What? Will: No, they cut up a woman. Ned: What? Will: Yeah, they cut up her face, cut her eyes out, cut her fingers off, cut her teats, everything but her cunny, I suppose. Ned: I'll be dogg - Golly, I guess they got it comin'. 'Course, you know, Will, if Claudia was alive you wouldn't be doin' this.

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Will Munny: I ain't the same, Ned! Claudia, she straightened me up, cleared me of drinkin' whiskey and all. Just 'cause we're goin' on this killing, that don't mean I'm gonna go back to bein' the way I was. I just need the money, get a new start for them youngsters. Ned Logan: Yeah. Will: Ned, remember that drover I shot through the mouth, teeth came out the back of his head? Ned: Yeah Will: I think about him now and again. He didn't do anything to deserve to get shot, at least not that I could remember when I sobered up. Ned: You was one crazy son of a bitch, Will. Will: Yeah, no one liked me. Mountain boys all thought I was gonna shoot 'em out of pure meanness. Ned: Well, you ain't like that no more. Will: Eagle, he hated my guts. Bonaparte didn't think too much of me either. Ned: Quincy neither. Will: Nah. Quincy used to just watch all the time, scared. Ned: Well, like I said, you ain't like that no more. Will: That's right. I'm just a fella now. I ain't no different than anyone els

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