Frontera

[last lines]

Roy:
[in Spanish] This fence has been pushed over, cut, stepped on... I'm tired of repairing it. But I'm not taking it down.

Roy:
Here's what I propose. I will pay you for your time and materials, if you repair the fence on a regular basis. You can do the work from your side of the fence. You're going to need to purchase some materials. Here's money to get you started. We'll meet here every Thursday around the same time, and we can speak about what sections need to be repaired. Okay? Okay.

Roy:
You can go ahead and cross back through here. Your father-in-law will pick you up down the road.

Miguel:
[speechless]

Roy:
That's my horse. So you go ahead.

Miguel:
[dismounts]

Roy:
So I'll see you next Thursday?

Miguel:
[yes]

Roy:
Okay...

Miguel:
Thank you very much.

Roy:
You're welcome, Miguel... Goodbye... Good luck.

Sheriff Randall Hunt:
You can't walk in here and tell me that Ramirez is without blame. I mean, none of this would have happened if it hadn't been for those goddam Mexicans walking across your land.

Roy:
None of this would have happened if you had changed the combination on your goddam gun locker.

Abuelo:
As long as a man has his hands, he can make a living.

Brad:
[shooting to scare] Sure hope I don't miss and hit one.