The War Wagon (1967)
Lomax: Well, I guess you don't know about his new toy - a little iron-plated thing he calls "The War Wagon."
Taw Jackson: It takes an average shipment of fifty thousand in gold from Emmett to the railhead in El Paso 43 1/2 miles away.
Lomax: Then there are a few guards...
Taw Jackson: Thirty-three of 'em. Twenty-eight outriders and five in the coach. Each man is armed with a Henry repeating rifle, two Colts and two hundred rounds of ammunition.
Lomax: What's all this got to do with me?
Taw Jackson: We're going to take that wagon.
Lomax: We are? Have you taken a look lately at the cemetery in Emmett? There's a bunch of cheap wooden crosses in one corner all kind of crowded in together. That's the tribute to the last fools who tried to stop The War Wagon. Like facts? A dollar fifteen for the casket, twelve cents for the crosses - Pierce foots the bill. A dollar twenty seven seems a poor price for a man's life - especially mine.
Lomax: I can't afford to let you get killed, unless I do it!
Lomax: You caused me a lot of embarrassment! You're the only man I shot, that I didn't kill.
Lomax: [Jackson and Lomax see a man getting shot at by a gang] Let me guess which one's your friend.
Levi Walking Bear: Dumb Indians!
Taw Jackson: Looks like they're getting ready to move out.
Levi Walking Bear: They are. Squaws, old men, children - Pierce has starved them out. He'll have all the land now.
Taw Jackson: What about Wild Horse?
Levi Walking Bear: He and the warriors are stayin', but Pierce will hunt them down, too. Dumb Indians.
Taw Jackson: And you're smart?
Levi Walking Bear: Sure! Because I've learned to live in the white man's world and do what they do. Grab all you can, anytime you can.
Hoag: Sheriff! Taw Jackson's back in town!
Sheriff Strike: You sure?
Hoag: Well, he's ridin' down the street right now, big as life.
Hoag: Maybe prison took some of the starch out of you?
[Taw shoots a withering glare at the deputy who shrinks back]
Taw Jackson: Maybe.
Taw Jackson: Where's Lomax?
Wes Fletcher: In Rondado... at the Oriental Palace. Billy Hyatt's in Chabisco.
Taw Jackson: Levi?
Wes Fletcher: He's down by Mesquitte with Colita's gang.
Taw Jackson: What about the shipment?
Wes Fletcher: The big one's four days from now.
Taw Jackson: Doesn't give us much time.
Frank Pierce: Get fresh horses - I want you in Rondado before sun-up. Find Lomax. I want him to kill Taw Jackson. I'll pay him anything he wants.
Hammond: You'd pay him anything, sir?
Frank Pierce: I'll go for ten thousand.
Hammond: Hell, Mr. Pierce, we'd be willing to do it for a lot less than ten thousand dollars.
Frank Pierce: If you could! Lomax is the one man that can, so get moving.
Shack: Boss, you know the way they feel about each other, Lomax would probably ride all the way over here and kill him for nothin'.
Frank Pierce: Unless there's money in it, Lomax ain't goin' to do nothin' for nothin'... and I want Taw Jackson dead!
Lomax: What made you think I wouldn't kill you?
Taw Jackson: Curiosity.
Lomax: Well, you're still alive. Now what's to keep you that way?
Taw Jackson: Money.
Lomax: How much?
Taw Jackson: Your share will be over a hundred thousand.
Lomax: That's what I've always said the world needs... more simple understanding to bring people together!
Taw Jackson: Did you know why Pierce wanted you to kill me?
Lomax: Sure, so he could legally steal your land once he found there was gold on it. You were a hard-working rancher defending your property, yet it's you who gets shot, framed and sent to jail. I always thought that was kind of amusing.
Taw Jackson: Well, it's nice to find a fellow with a keen sense of humor.
Taw Jackson: In four days, Pierce is going to make the biggest gold shipment ever made out of the territory - a half a million dollars.
Lomax: How are we goin' to take it? With the Prussian army?
Taw Jackson: With three other fellas. Five of us.
Lomax: Five. I'm kind of glad I didn't kill you tonight - you're funny as hell!
[Lomax agrees to join Taw Jackson's gang]
Lomax: One condition.
Taw Jackson: What's that?
Lomax: My time from now till the robbery costs you one hundred dollars a day... if I fire my gun - five hundred.
Lomax: Haven't got that kind of money.
Lomax: I'll take a marker against your share of the gold.
Taw Jackson: It's a deal.
Lomax: You got a bargain, Big Man.
Taw Jackson: How's that?
Lomax: Two five-hundred dollar days for the price of one.
[Taw and Levi negotiate with Chief Wild Horse for his warriors' assistance in their attack on The War Wagon]
Levi Walking Bear: He says your enemy is his enemy.
Taw Jackson: Good!
Levi Walking Bear: No. He says he will lose too many braves.
Taw Jackson: Ask him, "Does he ride with warriors, or women?"
Lomax: You know, Pierce upped the ante on you. You're worth twelve thousand to me... dead.
Taw Jackson: And a hundred thousand alive.
Lomax: One's a gamble, the other's a sure thing.
Taw Jackson: Lomax, nothing's a sure thing.
Lola: [from the bedroom] Precious?
Lomax: Well, I didn't feel much like shooting you this morning anyway... partner.
Taw Jackson: Neither did I... precious.
Wes Fletcher: Let me show you somethin'. You ever seen a shell like this before?
Taw Jackson: Yeah.
Wes Fletcher: Well, I took in ten thousand rounds to Pierce last week.
Taw Jackson: Hmm. Gatling gun.
Taw Jackson: The plans have changed. The Kid wants to use nitro.
Taw Jackson: Which is in a safe that you'll have to open.
Lomax: Forget it! I'm not gonna be anywhere near that drunk kid and nitro.
Taw Jackson: Lomax, that cuts it! Nobody takes a half a million sittin' on their backside. You'll either quit acting like a prima donna or we'll call the whole thing off.
Lomax: All right, but it'll cost you two thousand dollars more of your share.
[during the fight with Wild Horse's braves, the wagon with the stolen gold hidden in the flour barrels flips over spilling it's contents among the grateful Indian women]
Lomax: They're picking it clean! Why didn't you stop 'em?
Taw Jackson: Well, just how do I go about that?
Levi Walking Bear: I'm afraid Taw's right, Lomax. They'll fight you.
Lomax: Shut up, you Indian!
Levi Walking Bear: I know my people. To them it's flour.
Lomax: Flour? What about the gold?
Levi Walking Bear: As far as they know, it's just food.
Lomax: Oh great, just great. I'm out a hundred thousand of my share, two thousand from Levi...
[to Levi who is riding off towards the Indians sifting through the barrels of flour where Taw's gang has hidden the gold dust]
Lomax: Where are you going?
Levi Walking Bear: Back to my people.
Lomax: Now what am I supposed to do, live with the Indians for the next year and open up a bakery? And with Pierce dead, it doesn't even pay to kill you any more!
Lomax: How much is there and what did you do with it?
Taw Jackson: A hundred thousand. I hid it.
Taw Jackson: I'll let you know in about six months.
Lomax: Six months? I want it now!
Taw Jackson: Now it wouldn't be smart to start flashing gold dust around right after a robbery would it?
Lomax: What am I supposed to do in the mean time, huh?
Taw Jackson: Well, for one thing, you better make damned sure I stay alive.
Lomax: That's a twenty-four hour a day job!
Taw Jackson: That's your problem... partner.
Billy Hyatt: Say, ah, how come you're married to Wes?
Kate: I ain't really. He bartered me.
Billy Hyatt: Bartered you?
Kate: My folks traded me for twenty dollars and a horse. They's poor.
Billy Hyatt: Me, I'd call that a lot worse than poor.
Kate: Ain't much never mind. 'Bout the same here as it was with them. Get your work done, keep your mouth shut.
Billy Hyatt: Twenty dollars and a horse. Seems to me you'd be worth... a little more than that.
[after knocking out one of Pierce's henchmen, Taw reclaims his stolen pistol]
Taw Jackson: The shells in here...
Taw Jackson: ...belong to him. You tell him he can come and get 'em... *any* time!
Levi Walking Bear: [at the bar] Whiskey! I said, Whiskey!
Bartender: We don't serve Indians here.
Levi Walking Bear: Then I serve myself.
[pours drink for himself and Lomax]
Levi Walking Bear: Join me.
Taw Jackson: [Levi pours drink for Jackson] No thanks.
Levi Walking Bear: You too good to drink with Indian?
Taw Jackson: That's right.
[Levi puts bottle down, hits Jackson, starts bar fight]