Griff Bonnell: Last time I killed a man was 10 years ago, a boy. He was no good like your brother but he was still a boy and I killed him. I could have made a crippling shot but I didn't. Did you ever see a dead boy's eyes in the sky? Threw his gun in the west. You know why I hate to get into fights? I can't miss. Am I talking too much? In my heart I've always asked forgiveness before I kill just like an Indian asking for forgiveness from an animal before the slaughter. You can't ask after you kill, it's too late then. I didn't come here to talk about that, I came to talk about Brockie. He put Charlie Savage's corpse on public display in a store window. A boy who do a thing like that is dead, or nearly dead, but there's still time.
Griff Bonnell: What's the matter? You look upset.
Jessica Drummond: I was born upset.
Griff Bonnell: [on being offered her foreman's job] Why me?
Jessica Drummond: I need a strong man to carry out my orders.
Griff Bonnell: And a weak man to take them.
Wes Bonnell: I never kissed a gunsmith before.
Louvenia Spanger: Any recoil?
Jessica Drummond: I'm not interested in *you*, Mr. Bonnell. It's your trademark. [gestures at his gun, purring] May I feel it?
Griff Bonnell: Uh-uh.
Jessica Drummond: Just curious.
Griff Bonnell: It might go off in your face.
Jessica Drummond: I'll take a chance.