Michael Jeter credited as playing...
Percy
- Boss Spearman: I see they hobbled you.
- Percy: It's been a while since I was in a fight. I panicked. Fell back, like to have broke my foot.
- Boss Spearman: Ornery old fool.
- Percy: Well, or that damned Cuban cigar got me riled up.
- Boss Spearman: Brought you a cigar, all the way from Havana, Cuba.
- Percy: You don't say. I've heard about them but I've never had one. Much obliged to you.
- Boss Spearman: What do you think?
- Percy: Better than them crappers I usually smoke.
- Boss Spearman: Charley.
- Charley Waite: You two wait here.
- Boss Spearman: Hold on, there, Charley. Hold on.
- Charley Waite: I ain't looking over my shoulder the rest of my days.
- Boss Spearman: Charley.
- Charley Waite: You said we was gonna kill them all. I aim to do just that.
- Boss Spearman: I meant kill them. Not murder them.
- Charley Waite: Splitting hairs, ain't you, Boss?
- Tom: Mister, I heard what you said. I won't come after you. I promise.
- Charley Waite: No, I expect you won't.
- Boss Spearman: [Boss steps between Charley and Tom] I ain't gonna let you do it, Charley. You do this, you ain't no different than Poole or Baxter or that gunhand of his that murdered Mose.
- Charley Waite: Him killing Mose is how this started.
- Boss Spearman: We come for justice, not vengeance. Them is two different things.
- Charley Waite: Not today, they ain't. Step aside!
- Percy: [Percy joins Boss between Charley and Tom] Listen to him, son. You done what you had to here because they give you no choice. Don't go making this into something bad.
- Boss Spearman: This ain't the way, pard.
- Tom: [Tom speaking to Boss] Mister, thank you. Thank you.
- Boss Spearman: Didn't do it for you, boy. Just make peace with your bad deeds.