Unforgiven

Bill Munny:
I ain't like that no more. I ain't the same, Ned. Claudia, she straightened me up, cleared me of drinkin' whiskey and all. Just 'cause we're goin' on this killing, that don't mean I'm gonna go back to bein' the way I was. I just need the money, get a new start for them youngsters. Ned, you remember that drover I shot through the mouth and his teeth came out the back of his head? I think about him now and again. He didn't do anything to deserve to get shot, at least nothin' I could remember when I sobered up.

Ned Logan:
You were crazy, Will.

Bill Munny:
Yeah, no one liked me. Mountain boys all thought I was gonna shoot 'em out of pure meanness.

Ned Logan:
Well, like I said, you ain't like that no more.

Bill Munny:
That's right. I'm just a fella now. I ain't no different than anyone else no more.

Ned Logan:
Hell, Will. We ain't bad men no more. Sh*t, we're farmers.

Bill Munny:
Should be easy killing them, supposing they don't go on down to Texas first.

Ned Logan:
How long has it been since you fired a gun at a man, Will? Nine, ten years?

Bill Munny:
Eleven.

Ned Logan:
Easy, huh? Hell, I don't know that it was all that easy even back then. And we was young and full of beans. I mean, if you was mad at 'em, Will, I mean. If they'd done you some wrong, I could see shooting 'em.

Bill Munny:
We done stuff for money before, Ned.

Ned Logan:
Yeah, we thought we did. All right, so what did these fellas do? Cheat at cards? Steal some strays? Spit on a rich fella? What?

Bill Munny:
No, they cut up a woman.

Ned Logan:
What?

Bill Munny:
Yeah, they cut up her face, cut her eyes out, cut her fingers off, cut her tits, everything but her cunty, I suppose.

Ned Logan:
I'll be dogg - Golly, I guess they got it comin'. 'Course, you know, Will, if Claudia was alive you wouldn't be doin' this.

Little Bill Daggett:
Look son, being a good shot, being quick with a pistol, that don't do no harm, but it don't mean much next to being cool-headed. A man who will keep his head and not get rattled under fire, like as not, he'll kill ya. It ain't so easy to shoot a man anyhow, especially if the son-of-a-b*tch is shootin' back at you.

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-b*tches.

Clyde:
You know, he don't have a straight angle in that whole god-damned porch, or the whole house for that matter. He is the worst damn carpenter.

Skinny Dubois:
You know how women lie.

Bill Munny:
Wanna help me count this, kid?

The Schofield Kid:
I trust you.

Bill Munny:
Don't go trusting me too much.

Ned Logan:
I sure do miss my bed.

Bill Munny:
You said that last night.

Ned Logan:
No last night I said I missed my wife, tonight I just miss my goddamn bed.

Davey:
I'm dyin' boys. Jesus, I'm so thirsty.

Bill Munny:
Give him a drink of water, goddamn it. Will you give him a drink of water for Christ's sake? We ain't gonna shoot.

Little Bill Daggett:
I guess you think I'm kicking you, Bob. But it ain't so. What I'm doing is talking, you hear? I'm talking to all those villains down there in Kansas. I'm talking to all those villains in Missouri. And all those villains down there in Cheyenne. And what I'm saying is there ain't no whore's gold. And if there was, how they wouldn't want to come looking for it anyhow."

English Bob:
A plague on you. A plague on the whole stinking lot of ya, without morals or laws. And all you whores got no laws. You got no honor. It's no wonder you all emigrated to America, because they wouldn't have you in England. You're a lot of savages, that's what you all are. A bunch of bloody savages. A plague on you. I'll be back.

Little Bill Daggett:
It's been a long time, Bob. You run out of Chinamen?

English Bob:
Little Bill, well I thought you was, well I thought that you were dead. I see you've shaved your chin whiskers off.

Little Bill Daggett:
I was tasting the soup two hours after I ate it.

English Bob:
Well, actually, what I heard was that you fell off your horse, drunk of course, and that you broke your bloody neck.

Little Bill Daggett:
I heard that one myself, Bob. Hell, I even thought I was dead 'til I found out it was just that I was in Nebraska.

Little Bill Daggett:
You just shot an unarmed man.

Bill Munny:
He should have armed himself if he's gonna decorate his saloon with my friend.

Bill Munny:
Hell of a thing, killin' a man. Take away all he's got and all he's ever gonna have.

The Schofield Kid:
Yeah, well, I guess he had it comin'.

Bill Munny:
We all got it comin', kid.

The Schofield Kid:
I ain't never killed no one before that, Will.

Bill Munny:
Well you sure killed the hell outta that guy.

The Schofield Kid:
That was the first one... first one I ever killed. You know how I said I shot five men? It weren't true. That Mexican that come at me with a knife, I just busted his leg with a shovel. I didn't kill him or nothing, neither.

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.

Bill Munny:
All right now, I'm comin' out. Any man I see out there, I'm gonna shoot him. Any sumbitch takes a shot at me, I'm not only gonna kill him, but I'm gonna kill his wife. All his friends. Burn his damn house down.

Bill Munny:
Any men don't wanna get killed better clear on out the back.

Strawberry Alice:
Just because we let them smelly fools ride us like horses don't mean we gotta let 'em brand us like horses. Maybe we ain't nothing but whores but we, by god, we ain't horses.

The Schofield Kid:
Like I was saying, you don't look no meaner-than-hell, cold-blooded, damn killer.

Bill Munny:
Maybe I ain't.

The Schofield Kid:
Yeah, well, Uncle Pete says you was the meanest goddamn son-of-a-b*tch alive, and if I ever wanted a partner for a killin', you were the worst one. Meaning the best, on account as your's as cold as the snow and you don't have no weak nerve nor ear.

Bill Munny:
Pete said that, huh?

The Schofield Kid:
Yeah, yeah he did. I'm a damn killer myself, 'cept, uh, I ain't killed as many as you because of my youth.

Bill Munny:
I seen 'em, Ned, I seen the angel of death, he's got snake eyes.

Ned Logan:
Who Will, who's got snake eyes?

Bill Munny:
It's the angel of death, oh Ned, I'm scared of dyin'.

Ned Logan:
Easy, partner, easy.

Bill Munny:
I see Claudia too.

Ned Logan:
That's good, Will, that's good you saw Claudia, ain't it?

Bill Munny:
Her face was all covered with worms, oh Ned I'm scared, I'm dyin'. Don't tell nobody, don't tell my kids, none of the things I done, hear me?

Ned Logan:
All right, Will.

Bill Munny:
What I said the other day, you looking like me, that ain't true. You ain't ugly like me, it's just that we both have got scars.

Little Bill Daggett:
I suppose you know, Bob, if I ever see you again I'm just going to start shooting and figure it was self-defense.

Bill Munny:
I've killed women and children. I've killed everything that walks or crawls at one time or another. And I'm here to kill you, Little Bill, for what you done to Ned.

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.

Little Bill Daggett:
You been talking about that queen of yours, again, Bob?

Little Bill Daggett:
On Independence Day?

The Schofield Kid:
Well I guess he had it comin'.

Bill Munny:
We all got it comin' kid...

Strawberry Alice:
You just kicked the sh*t out of an innocent man.

Little Bill Daggett:
Innocent? Innocent of what?

Penny Munny:
Did Pa used to kill folks?

Little Bill Daggett:
Now all you gotta do is pull the trigger mister.

Little Bill Daggett:
I'll have that thirty-two Bob.

Little Bill Daggett:
[telling the real story of English Bob's gunfight] You see, the night that Corky walked into the Blue Bottle, and before he knows what's happening, Bob here takes a shot at him! And he misses, 'cause he's so damn drunk. Now that bullet whizzing by panicked old Corky, and he did the wrong thing. He went for his gun in such a hurry that he shot his own damn toe off. Meantime Bob here, he's aiming real good, and he squeezes off another, but he misses, because he's still so damn drunk, and he hits this thousand-dollar mirror up over the bar. And now, the Duck of Death is as good as dead. Because Corky does it right. He aims real careful, no hurry...

W.W. Beauchamp:
And...?

Little Bill Daggett:
BAM! [Beauchamp jumps] That Walker Colt blew up in his hand, which was a failing common to that model. You see, if Corky had had two guns instead of just a big dick, he would have been there right to the end to defend himself.

W.W. Beauchamp:
Wait a minute... You mean that English Bob killed him, when he didn't even have...?

Little Bill:
Well, old Bob wasn't gonna wait for Corky to grow a new hand. No, he just walked over there real slow - 'cause he was drunk - and shot him right through the liver. [makes popping sound]

W.W. Beauchamp:
So, Corky was actually quicker on the draw than the D... than English Bob?

Little Bill Daggett:
Quicker was his whole damn problem. If he hadn't been in such a hurry, he wouldn't have shot his own toe off. Look son, being a good shot, being quick with a pistol, that don't do no harm, but it don't mean much next to being cool-headed. A man who will keep his head and not get rattled under fire, like as not, he'll kill ya. Look here... [stands and draws his gun] That's about as fast as I can draw, and aim, and hit anything more than ten feet away... 'less it's a barn.

W.W. Beauchamp:
But... if he doesn't miss?

Little Bill:
Then he'll kill ya. [chuckles] Yeah, that's why there's so few dangerous men around like old Bob, like me. It ain't so easy to shoot a man anyhow, especially if the son-of-a-b*tch is shootin' back at you. I mean, that'll just flat rattle some folks.

Delilah Fitzgerald:
Are you still goin' to kill those men?

Will Munny:
I reckon so. The money's still available, ain't it?

Delilah:
Yeah. Your two friends have been taking advances on the money.

Will:
What?

Delilah:
You know, free ones. [Will looks confused] Alice and Silky been givin' them free ones. Would you like a free one?

Will:
I reckon not.

Delilah:
I didn't mean with me. Alice and Silky would be glad to give you one.

Will:
I meant I didn't want a free one with Alice or Silky because of my wife back home. I reckon if I was to want a free one, it would be with you.

Schofield Kid:
Say, Will?

Will Munny:
Yeah?

Kid:
That was the first one.

Will:
First one what?

Kid:
First one I ever killed.

Will:
Yeah?

Kid:
You know how I said I shot five men? It weren't true. That Mexican who come at me with a knife? I just busted his leg with a shovel. I didn't kill him or nothin' neither.

Will:
Well, you sure killed the hell outta that fella today.

Kid:
Hell yeah! I killed the hell out of him, didn't I? Three shots and he was takin' a sh*t!

Will:
Take a drink, kid.

Kid:
Jesus Christ! It don't seem real. Guy ain't gonna never breathe again ever. Now he's dead, and the other one too, all on account of pullin' a trigger.

Will:
It's a hell of a thing, killin' a man. You take away all he's got and all he's ever gonna have.

Kid:
Yeah. Well, I guess they had it comin'.

Will:
We all have it comin', kid.

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.

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 b*tch! 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 b*tch!

W.W. Beauchamp:
Who'd you kill first? Was it Little Bill?

Will Munny:
What?

W.W. Beauchamp:
When confronted by superior numbers, an experienced gunfighter will always fire on the best shot first.

Will Munny:
Is that a fact?

W.W. Beauchamp:
Yeah, Little Bill told me that.

Will Munny:
I was lucky in the order, but I've always been lucky when it comes to killin' folks.

English Bob to Little Bill...I thought you were dead.

Little bill.. I thought I was dead to, turns out I was just in Nebraska.

Lucky, I guess, but I've always been lucky when it comes to killing folks

English Bob:
[discussing the assassination of President Garfield] If you were to try to assassinate a king, sir, the — how shall I say it? — the aura of royalty would cause you to miss. But, a president— [chuckles] I mean, why not shoot a president?