I'm guessing you've done things today you wish you could amend.
What kind of man have I become, Sol?
I don't know. The day ain't fucking over.
S1Sold Under Sin
May I speak?
Mr. Bullock.
I was a marshal in Montana, my father served in the British Royal Army, and my brother Robert was a cavalryman, killed fighting the Comancheros in Texas.
GCGeneral Crook
Why are you here, Mr. Bullock?
A man named Otis Russell is laid up in this establishment, he needs protection.
GCGeneral Crook
Protection from whom?
Several in this camp. I beat him badly. Others have reason to wish him dead, and the camp sheriff can be bought off for half a can of bacon grease.
GCGeneral Crook
Well, while we're here, I will hold Mr. Russell under protection, as a gesture to your brother's sacrifice.
Thank you, sir.
GCGeneral Crook
I would add, in a camp, where the sheriff can be bought for bacon grease, a man, a former marshal, who understands the danger of his own temperament, might consider serving his fellows. We all have bloody thoughts.
[Al puts a cloth over the face of the terminally-ill Reverend Smith, preparing to smother him]
[To Johnny] You want to be a road agent? Deal out death when called upon? [Puts the cloth tight over Smith's face, holding him as he thrashes] Make a proper seal, stop up the breath. Apply pressure, even and firm, like packing a snowball. [Whispers as Smith dies] You can go now, brother.
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