I changed my mind.
Nobody throws me my own guns and tells me to ride on. Nobody.
I have the most stylish corner of the filthy storeroom out back. That, and one plate of beans. Ten dollars a day.
The lies you tell yourself. No enemies... alive. I have lost count of my enemies.
Till you lose your nerve. You can feel it. Then you wait... for the bullet in the gun that is faster than you are
Yes. The final supreme idiocy... coming here to hide. The deserter, hiding out in the middle of a battlefield.
One. There was a time when I would have caught all three.
I admire your notion of fair odds, mister.
If you can't forget about him, why don't you ride sidesaddle?
Yeah, I'm one of us, all right.
Don't you ever say that again about your fathers, because they are not cowards! You think I'm brave because I carry a gun? Well, your fathers are much braver, because they carry responsibility ˇ for you, your brothers, your sisters, and your mothers. And this responsibility is like a-a big rock that weighs a ton. It bends and it twists them until finally it buries them under the ground.
I have never had this kind of courage. Running a farm, working like a mule every day with no guarantee what will ever come of it... this is bravery. That's why I never started anything like that. That's why I never will.
See? I told you! You see your fathers?
I've always treated every man the same ˝ just as another future customer.
We will fight with guns if we have them. If we don't... with machetes, axes, clubs, anything!
Neighbors, I drink to our friends. They armed us, fought at our side, and will forever live in our hearts.
Only the dead are without fear.