The Preacher: Nothing like a good piece of hickory.
Coy LaHood: Sacramento ain't worth moose piss.
Megan Wheeler: [her voice echoing through the mountains] Preacher? Preacher? We all love you Preacher... I love you!... Thank you! Good-bye!
The Preacher: Well, if you're waitin' for a woman to make up her mind, you may have a a long wait.
The Preacher: Meantime, why don't you put me to work?
Hull Barret: Oh no, I couldn't ask you to, uh... Well, I mean, ya know - maybe if there was somethin' spiritual.
The Preacher: Well, that Spirit ain't worth spit without a little exercise. Now you tell me where.
[Preacher has just hit Club in the groin with a sledgehammer - Josh LaHood looks at Club when he gets back up on his horse and they start to ride away]
Josh LaHood: You think you can make it?
Club: Ice!... Ice!
Teddy Conway: Where are you going Mr Hull?
Hull Barret: I'm going into town
Teddy Conway: Ain't that kinda dumb after what happened last time?
Eddie Conway: It was him. Him and his men. They shot him. Forever. The bullets kept hitting him. Forever.
Sarah Wheeler: Who are you? Who are you... really?
The Preacher: Well, it really doesn't matter, does it?
Megan Wheeler: [Reading from the Book of Revelation] And when he had opened the fourth seal, I heard the fourth beast said: "Come and see." And I looked, and behold a pale horse. And his name that sat on him was Death.
[the Preacher rides up on his pale horse]
Megan Wheeler: And Hell followed with him.
Megan Wheeler: Lindsey.