The Long Riders (1980)
Frank James: Mr. Rixley?
Jacob Rixley: That's right.
Frank James: My name is Frank James. I came here to turn myself in. Here's my gun. I want something in return. I want to be able to bury my brother.
Jacob Rixley: Suppose I don't agree to your terms?
Frank James: Then I'll kill you.
[Now points his gun at Mr. Rixley, cocks hammer back]
Cole Younger: When this is all over, I'm goin' to write a book; make myself more famous than I already am.
Frank James: I trust you'll give me a copy.
Cole Younger: Nope. You gotta pay, Frank; you gotta pay.
[Jesse is meeting with the Ford Brothers]
Jesse James: It ain't straight.
Robert Ford: What?
Jesse James: That sampler; it ain't straight
[turns his back on the Fords]
Robert Ford: [pulls his gun] I shot Jesse James.
[shoots Jesse in the back]
Belle Starr: Coleman Younger! Seems like you folks are havin' a real nice party in there.
Cole Younger: I expect so, with free food and drink and all.
Belle Starr: How come I wasn't invited?
Cole Younger: 'Cause you're a whore, Belle.
Belle Starr: I might be; but at least I ain't a cheap one.
Jacob Rixley: The funeral will be in Chicago and the Governor will be there.
Mortician: Well, I'm sure it will cheer their souls just to hear you say that.
[Cole Younger and Sam Starr are about to fight over Belle]
Cole Younger: What does the winner get?
Belle Starr: Nothin' both of you ain't already had.
Cole Younger: Don't hardly seem worth it.
Belle Starr: It ain't. You're both crazy, but you do keep me amused. I am having a *real* good time.
[Rixley is trying to get Ed Miller to inform on the James/Younger gang]
Ed Miller: Let me tell you one damn thing. I turn 'em in and I'm gonna get killed by one of their relatives sure as hell. Now I got six months to go here for bustin' up a place drunk, so I'll just take my chances, all right? Besides, Jesse just might change his mind, and he pays better wages than you do, Pinkerton Man.
Jacob Rixley: Mrs. James, we are going to search your house. I don't suppose it would do any good to ask nicely?
Zee Mimms/James: It won't do you any good to ask at all.
Jacob Rixley: You know, those men of yours are going to wind up dead or they're going to wind up worse.
Engineer: [during a train robbery] Who the hell do you think you are, Jesse James?
Bob Younger: Hell, no! I'm Bob Younger. Jesse James rides with the Youngers. Now, stop the damn train!
Jim Younger: [before the Northfield Raid] Maybe we need to send a couple of people down there and look things over before we just ride in there.
Jesse James: Clell's already scouted it out. What's wrong with you, Jim? Talkin' soft is something I'd expect from Cole or Frank.
Cole Younger: I gave up tryin' to talk sense to you a long time ago, Jesse.
Cole Younger: You still chargin' $15?
Belle Starr: [laughing] I sure am.
Cole Younger: [shaking his head] Lot of money.
Belle Starr: Well, at the rate you're losin' you won't have to worry about it. Course you could always hold up another bank; scare some more innocent people half to death.
Cole Younger: [regarding the Northfield Raid] That's kinda off our range, ain't it, Jesse? There's still a lot of banks and cathouses in Missouri we ain't done.
Cole Younger: [Jesse has decided to leave the Youngers for the posse to find] I like it better this way, Jesse; I get to see you run.
Frank James: [gazing at Wilhelmina across a crowded dance floor] I got a question for you.
Clell Miller: Fire away, Frank. Fire away and fall back.
Frank James: You ever been in love?
Clell Miller: Oh God, yes. It was terrible. An affliction. Really miserable. Nothing but trouble. Drove me crazy.
Frank James: That bad? Really?
Clell Miller: Yes. She was wonderful.
Jacob Rixley: I want your sons, Mrs. Samuel.
Zerelda Cole Samuel: What do you want them for?
Jacob Rixley: For robbing banks, ma'am.
Beth Mimms: Jim Younger, there are some things that a gentleman does not ask a lady!
Bob Younger: Beth, when you're old enough to call yourself a lady, I'll keep that in mind.
Cole Younger: First getting shot, then getting married - bad habits.
Jacob Rixley: What do you and your brothers think about a life sentence? I mean, you're lucky they don't allow hanging in this state. Come on, Cole, tell me what you think about this?
Cole Younger: Ah, hell. We played a rough game... and we lost.