Cole Thornton: Just a minute, son. Mississippi: I am not your son. My name is Alan Bourdillon Traherne.... Cole: Lord almighty. Mississippi: Yeah, well, that's why most people call me Mississippi. I was born on the river in a flatboat.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Cole Thornton: What happened? Nelse McLeod: What usually happens to a man--a woman. Seems like he tangled with some wanderin'... petticoat. He's been drunk ever since.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Mississippi: I told you I was no good with a gun. Bull: The trouble is Doc, Cole was in front of the gun. The safe place is b...ehind Mississippi when he shoots that thing.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Nelse McLeod: Faith can move mountains Milt, but it can't beat a faster draw. There's only three men I know with his kind of speed...--one's dead, the other's me, and the third is Cole Thornton. Cole Thornton: There's a fourth. McLeod: Which one are you? Thornton: I'm Thornton.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Thine eyes shall see the light of distant skies: Yet, Cole! thy heart shall bear to Europe's strand... A living image of our own bright land, Such as upon thy glorious canvas lies;LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
As for America, it is the ideal fruit of all your youthful hopes and reforms. Everybody is fairly decent, respectable, domestic, b...ourgeois, middle-class, and tiresome. There is absolutely nothing to revile except that it's a bore.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »