Charlie:
I ain't never seen three people hung at once. Two maybe... one time over at Judge Parker's tree, but they were indians - that don't count.
Maxine:
You sure married into a den of thieves.
Claire:
I like to think of them as highwaymen.
Maxine:
And bank robbers now.
[
speaking to the crowd at the Thorntons' hanging]
The Preacher:
We all know Little Jemmy Thornton and all you know that this young man's single fault was not his skill with a running iron or occasionally roading mining a stagecoach, but his failure to avoid low companions!
Maxine:
What now?
Claire:
Kiss the bastards goodbye, then have a drink might be traditional at this point, I think.
Bridget:
I ain't gonna kiss no dead man, honey.
[
as the dead bank robbers are rolled away from the scaffold]
Van Damm:
Those sons of bitches stole all the money in town!
Jake:
They ain't givin' it back now.
Bridget:
Why shouldn't we have it? After all, they stole it fair and square!
[
Maxine confronts two posse members who are whipping Claire]
Maxine:
You got one chance to put it down!
[
one posse member attempts to draw his gun and Maxine guns him down]
Crooked posse member:
I think I'm going to believe you... bitch.
Maxine:
Make that Mrs. Thornton... and let's see how fast you get disarm, disrobe and disappear.
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