Cort

— Any man here you're not interested in?
— Yeah. You.

John Herod: — You're dead. You're dead!
Cort: — Sorry, John. Changed the rules. From now on, all the fights are fair.
John Herod: — Who are you?!
Ellen: — You stole my life.
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John Herod: — You're not fast enough for me!
Ellen: — Today I am. The law has come back to town.

— All that work, Cort... those years of hard work... destroyed for no reason. It must make you angry. You used to be fast. Are you still fast. Don't I get an answer? Have you taken a vow of silence? I said, are you still fast?
— Faster than you.

— My friend here needs a gun.
— This here's the eagle-butt Peacemaker. Solid ivory handle. Mexican emblem. Only 30 of these ever made. And this is the customized Remington, new model. Army.44. It's probably more accurate than your Colt. I had the wooden handles removed and replaced with solid silver. Used with great success... on 30... No, 35 bank robberies by its late owner. Boy. And this... This is the best help a man can get. Smith & Wesson Schofield.45. Just meat and potatoes. Me and Jesse James think it's the best handgun in the world. I had the trigger guard removed. It saves drawing time. Don't ever wear it when you're drunk or you'll kill your feet.
— When's the last time you held a gun, Cort?
— You know when.
— Here. I got offered $120 for this Colt. You wanna try it out?
— You got $120, Cort?
— I don't have any money. The Lord provides me with everything I need.

John Herod: — I'll tell you what. I'll be a good Samaritan. What's the cheapest gun you got? Not in the case. The cheapest piece of worthless crap in the whole store.
Fee "The Kid" Herod: — All right. Five bucks.
John Herod: — Sold. What are you doing there? No. Preacher here's got the Lord on his side. He only needs one bullet. Just one. Otherwise, he might be tempted to shoot his way out of town.
Fee "The Kid" Herod: — That gun shoots straight. I wouldn't sell it if it didn't.
Cort: — It's okay, Kid. I won't draw.
John Herod: — Sure you will. I know you, Cort. When it comes down to it, you'll pull the trigger.

— Felt natural, didn't it? Nice and smooth?
— You're pretty fast. Hope I don't have to fight you.
— You have a choice to be here. I don't.
— He made you do it.
— I was the only one who pulled the trigger.
— Well, this ain't much of a town for a preacher.
— I wasn't always a preacher.