Quotes
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Elizabeth Purdy : The water's free. Anything else you want, you'll have to pay for.
Preacher : How much?
Elizabeth Purdy : Your life.
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George Tess : All we wanted was food, horses.
Preacher : George! GEORGE!
George Tess : I hear yah.
Preacher : [the woman is on the ground sobbing over her murdered husband] There are no horses, not enough food. We'll have to head south now.
George Tess : In a little while.
Preacher : It's a hundred miles of desert. Can't carry enough water.
George Tess : Three hundred lousy dollars in a lousy hick town bank. You're right, Deacon, head south. There are two waterholes there. I hope they ain't dry. Come here, little one.
[the woman stops weeping and looks up in abject horror]
