Unforgiven

Little Bill Daggett:
Now Ned, them whores are going to tell different lies than you. And when their lies ain't the same as your lies... Well, I ain't gonna hurt no woman. But I'm gonna hurt you. And not gentle like before... but bad.

Bill Munny:
You better bury Ned right; and don't go cuttin' up... nor otherwise harm no whores, or I'll come back and kill every one of you sons-a-bitches.

Little Bill Daggett:
I don't deserve this... to die like this. I was building a house.

Bill Munny:
Deserve's got nothin' to do with it.

Little Bill Daggett:
I'll see you in hell, William Munny.

Bill Munny:
Yeah.

Will Munny:
Who's the fella owns this shithole? [to Fatty] You, fat man, speak up.

Skinny Dubois:
Uh, I own this establishment. I bought the place from Greeley for a thousand dollars.

Will:
[to the man behind Skinny] You better clear out of there.

Man:
[does so] Yes, sir!

Little Bill Daggett:
[as Will levels the shotgun] Just hold it right there. Hold it! [Munny shoots Skinny] Well, sir, you are a cowardly son of a bitch! You just shot an unarmed man!

Will:
Well, he should have armed himself if he's gonna decorate his saloon with my friend.

Little Bill:
You'd be William Munny out of Missouri, killer of women and children.

Will:
That's right. I've killed women and children. I've killed just about everything that walks or crawled at one time or another, and I'm here to kill you, Little Bill, for what you did to Ned. [to the men standing near Bill] You boys better move away.

[They do so.]

Little Bill:
[walking toward Will] All right, gentlemen, he's got one barrel left. When he fires that, take out your pistols and shoot him down like the mangy scoundrel he is!

[Will pulls the trigger - click!]

Little Bill:
[flinches, then] Misfire... kill the son of a bitch!

Schofield Kid:
[referring to his gun] You go on, keep it. I'm never gonna use it again. I won't kill nobody no more. I ain't like you, Will. [indicating the money] Go on, keep it — all of it. It's yours.

Will Munny:
What about the spectacles and fancy clothes?

Kid:
I guess I'd rather be blind and ragged than dead.

Will:
You don't have to worry, kid. I ain't gonna kill you. You're the only friend I got. Here, take this money and give my half and Ned's half to my kids. Tell 'em if I ain't back in a week, they give half to Sally Two Trees. You keep the rest. You can get them spectacles now.