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: Not bad. Congratulations. Tell me, was it necessary that you kill all of them? I only told you to scare them. Frank
: People scare better when they're dying.
: Your friends have a high mortality rate, Frank. First three, then two. Frank
: So, YOU'RE the one who makes appointments. Harmonica
: And you're the one who doesn't keep 'em.
: How can you trust a man that wears both a belt and suspenders? Man can't even trust his own pants.
: Keep your lovin' brother happy.
: You'll never succeed in becoming like me. Frank
: Why? Morton
: Because there are many things you'll never understand.
[Frank draws on Morton as he pulls out money from a drawer
: This is one of 'em. You see, Frank, there are many kinds of weapons, and the only one that can stop that is this.
[Morton's train stops as Frank's men ride up to it
: Now, shall we get back to our little problem? Frank
: My weapons might look simple to you, Mr. Morton, but they can still shoot holes big enough for our little problems.
[Frank and his gang are standing in front of Timmy McBain, after killing the other family members
] Frank's lieutenant
: What are we going to do with this one, Frank? Frank
: Now that you've called me by name?
[Frank sits at Morton's desk
: How does it feel sitting behind that desk, Frank? Frank
: It's almost like holding a gun... only much more powerful.
: What do you want? Who are ya? Harmonica
: Dave Jenkins. Frank
: Dave Jenkins is dead a long time ago. Harmonica
: Calder Benson. Frank
: What's your name? Benson's dead, too. Harmonica
: You ought to know, Frank, better than anyone. You killed 'em.
: You've made a big mistake, Morton. When you're not on that train, you look like a turtle out of its shell. It's funny. Poor cripple talkin' big so nobody'll know how scared ya are.
: Who are you? Harmonica
: Jim Cooper, Chuck Youngblood. Frank
: More dead men. Harmonica
: They were all alive until they met you, Frank.
: Morton once told me I could never be like him. Now I understand why. Wouldn't have bothered him, knowing you were around somewhere alive. Harmonica
: So, you found out you're not a businessman after all. Frank
: Just a man. Harmonica
: An ancient race. Other Mortons'll be along, and they'll kill it off. Frank
: The future don't matter to us. Nothing matters now - not the land, not the money, not the woman. I came here to see you, 'cause I know that now you'll tell me what you're after. Harmonica
: Only at the point of dyin'.
[Frank knocks Morton off of his crutches
: Is that sufficient to make you feel stronger? Frank
: I could squash you like a wormy apple. Morton
: Sure, but you won't do it... because it's not to... your advantage. Frank
: Hmm. Who knows how far you'd have gone with two good legs, huh?
: [trying to convince Harmonica to sell him the land Harmonica just won
] Pick any method you like, just make the deal. Harmonica
: Which deal, Frank? We have more than one, you and me.
: You paid five thousand dollars for something belongs to me.
[puts down a bunch of dollar bills
: Five thousand...
[pulls out a silver dollar
: ...plus one.
[puts the dollar on the table
: You got a right to make a profit, too.
: Surprised to see me here? Harmonica
: I knew you'd come.
: I got on board within sight of the Atlantic, and before my eyes close I want to see the blue of the Pacific outside that window. Frank
: I know where you got on. I was there too remember? To remove small obstacles from the track you said. Well there were a few.