Gil Westrum:
Don't worry boy. The Lord's bounty may not be for sale but the Devils' is... if you can pay the price.
Gil Westrum:
Pardner, do you know what's on the back of a poor man when he dies? The clothes of pride. And they're not a bit warmer to him than when he was alive.
Elsa Knudsen:
My father says there's only right and wrong - good and evil. Nothing in between. It isn't that simple, is it?
Steve Judd: No, it isn't. It should be, but it isn't.
Steve Judd: No, it isn't. It should be, but it isn't.
Elsa Knudsen:
What's gonna happen to him?
Steve Judd: The boy? I'll testify for him. They shouldn't be too hard.
Elsa Knudsen: Will you testify for Mr. Westrum?
Elsa Knudsen: No, I wont.
Elsa Knudsen: Why?
Steve Judd: Because he was my friend.
Steve Judd: The boy? I'll testify for him. They shouldn't be too hard.
Elsa Knudsen: Will you testify for Mr. Westrum?
Elsa Knudsen: No, I wont.
Elsa Knudsen: Why?
Steve Judd: Because he was my friend.
Steve Judd:
[after knocking out Heck with one punch] When I questioned you about that boy, I should've gone a bit deeper into the subject of character. I hope that's a mistake I won't live to regret.
Steve Judd: [wryly] Good fight! I enjoyed it!
Steve Judd: [wryly] Good fight! I enjoyed it!
Steve Judd:
[Meeting Joshua Knudsen when they arrive at his farmstead] We're on our way to Coarse Gold. Wondered if you could furnish accommodations for the night?
Joshua Knudsen: Well, I've got no room in the house. But I've no objection if you want to spend the night in the barn.
Steve Judd: Thank you, sir. If you could spare us a few eggs, we'd be glad to pay for them.
Joshua Knudsen: Well, you can have one, because the Lord's bounty is not for sale... The rest are a dollar each.
Heck Longtree: [Outraged at the price] A dollar each! Now how in the world do those short-legged chickens lay eggs so high?
Joshua Knudsen: [Dourly] Levity in the young is likened to a dry gourd, with the seeds rattling around.
Joshua Knudsen: Well, I've got no room in the house. But I've no objection if you want to spend the night in the barn.
Steve Judd: Thank you, sir. If you could spare us a few eggs, we'd be glad to pay for them.
Joshua Knudsen: Well, you can have one, because the Lord's bounty is not for sale... The rest are a dollar each.
Heck Longtree: [Outraged at the price] A dollar each! Now how in the world do those short-legged chickens lay eggs so high?
Joshua Knudsen: [Dourly] Levity in the young is likened to a dry gourd, with the seeds rattling around.
Steve Judd:
[Quoting from the Bible] "The mouth of a strange woman is a deep pit. Him that is abhorred of the Lord shall fall therein."
Steve Judd:
[Sees Heck carelessly discarding a paper wrapper on the ground] Pick that up! These mountains don't need your trash.