The Wild Bunch

Rev. Wainscoat: Do not drink wine nor strong drink, thou nor thy sons with thee least ye shall die. Look not thou upon the wine when it is red and when it bringeth his color in the cup when it moveth itself aright. At the last, it biteth like a serpent and stingeth like an adder. Now folks, that's from the Good Book. But in this here town, it's 5 cents a glass. Five cents a glass. Does anyone really think that that is the price of a drink? The price of a drink - let him decide who has lost his courage and his pride who lies a groveling heap of clay not far removed... Pat Harrigan: You go after them in ten minutes. Get them. Get Pike and you'll be rich! If one of you tries to quit on me, I'll pay a bonus of a thousand dollars to the man that kills him. Ross: [after Crazy Lee is killed by Harrigan] Whoo-ee! This is better than a hog-killing! Buck: Pike, is that you? I can ride, Pike. I can ride. I can't see but I can ride. God. No! I can't ride. Finish it, Mr. Bishop. Tector Gorch: Ridin

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Crazy Lee: I kill 'em now? Pike: No. Hold them here until the shooting starts. Crazy Lee: I'll hold 'em here 'til Hell freezes over or you say different.

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Harrigan: You stupid damn fools. Why did you shoot this employee and let the others get away? Thornton: The next time you better plan your massacre more carefully or I'll start with you! Harrigan: Why didn't you kill Pike when you had the chance?

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Thornton: Tell me, Mr. Harrigan. How does it feel gettin' paid for it? Gettin' paid to sit back and hire your killin's with the law's arms around you? How does it feel to be so god-damned right? Harrigan: Good. Thornton: You dirty son-of-a-bitch! Harrigan: You've got thirty days to get Pike, or thirty days back to Yuma. You're my Judas goat, Mr. Thornton. I want all of them back here, head down over a saddle.

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Pike: You boys want to move on or stay here and give him a... decent burial? Tector: He was a good man, and I think we oughta bury him. Pike: He's dead. And he's got a lot of good men back there to keep him company. Lyle: Too damn many. Dutch: I think the boys are right. I'd like to say a few words for the dear, dead departed. And maybe a few hymns'd be in order. Followed by a church supper. With a choir. Lyle: You crazy bastards. Both of ya.

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Pike: There was a man named Harrigan. Used to have a way of doin' things. I made him change his ways. A hell of a lot of people, Dutch, just can't stand to be wrong. Dutch: Pride. Pike: And they can't forget it... that pride... being wrong. Or learn by it. Dutch: How 'bout us, Pike? You reckon we learned - bein' wrong, today? Pike: I sure hope to God we did.

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