S: Alright, listen to me. You pull up right where she lives, right? Before you get outta the car, you lock both doors. Then, get outta the car, you walk over to her. You bring her over to the car. Dig out the key, put it in the lock and open the door for her. Then you let her get in. Then you close the door. Then you walk around the back of the car and look through the rear window. If she doesn't reach over and lift up that button so that you can get in: dump her.

C: Just like that?

S: Listen to me, kid. If she doesn't reach over and lift up that button so that you can get in, that means she's a selfish broad and all you're seeing is the tip of the iceberg. You dump her and you dump her fast.

In Vegas, everybody's gotta watch everybody else. Since the players are looking to beat the casino, the dealers are watching the players. The box men are watching the dealers. The floor men are watching the box men. The pit bosses are watching the floor men. The shift bosses are watching the pit bosses. The casino manager is watching the shift bosses. I'm watching the casino manager. And the eye-in-the-sky is watching us all.

Uh uh. I know what you're thinking. "Did he fire six shots or only five?" Well to tell you the truth in all this excitement I kinda lost track myself. But being this is a .44 Magnum, the most powerful handgun in the world and would blow your head clean off, you've gotta ask yourself one question: "Do I feel lucky?" Well, do ya, punk?

You're my favorite parasite. No, ringworms my favorite parasite. You're my second favorite parasite. No I lied. Ringworm, then rats with the plague, and then you.

Uncle: Well, it is you. Well, I never. I thought you was dead, boy. Dead.
John Marston: Uncle?
Uncle: The very same. Come here. I saw you going into the bank and by the looks at things, you ain't robbed it.
John Marston: I've gone straight.
Uncle: Bull crap!
John Marston: No, for real. Well, I'm trying.
Uncle: All these years, you aint changed a bit. Maybe a little bit. I thought you was dead.
John Marston: Not yet. Well, I got some things to take care of.
Uncle: Oh, not a problem. I'll come too.
John Marston: No, you don't have to.
Uncle: Oh, I'm real sick, John. Lumbago. It's a slow and painful death, my brother.
John Marston: Evidently.

+Speak up Behiç, did you swallow your tongue ?
-This city has swallowed lots of maniacs Çakır, one day it will swallow you too
+You don't mind that part Behiç, we will get on with Istanbul
-I wish you killed me like a man
+Well, but to die like a man, you have to live like a man Behiç
DON'T MAKE THAT NOISE YOU MANIAC, CAN'T WE ENJOY WHAT WE'RE DOING
-BASTARD
+What?
-You blasted bastard
+What did you said?
+BASTARD