Young Guns (1988)

Emilio Estevez: William H. Bonney

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• [Steve is laughing at Bonney at the dinner table] 

  John Tunstall : What do you find funny, Steven? That's no proper table manners.

  Charley Bowdre : He's got a way with hogs.

  John Tunstall : Congratulations, Charles. You and Steven will be doing the dirty crockery alone this evening.

  Charley Bowdre : Sorry, John. It just struck me funny.

  John Tunstall : And to William, both of you.

  Charley Bowdre : Apologies, Billy. We was just hacking on you.

  "Dirty Steve" Stephens : Yeah, we was just hacking on you.

  Richard Brewer : Rumor has it you killed a man, Billy. You don't seem like the killing sort.

  "Dirty Steve" Stephens : Yeah, Billy. What'd you kill him for?

  William H. Bonney : He was hacking on me.

• William H. Bonney : Hey, Peppin. I see you got Charley Crawford down there with you.

  Peppin : Yeah, that's right, Bonney. We got a whole...

  [Bonney goes to the window and shoots Charley Crawford] 

  William H. Bonney : Hey, Peppin. Charley Crawford's not with you anymore.

• William H. Bonney : I could've killed ya Dick. I could've killed ya. But I don't wanna kill ya I wanna eat.

  Richard Brewer : When we finish this meal you little rodent, we're gonna go out in the yard and see who has the right to run this group of regulators.

  Doc : Richard, would you be so kind as to pass the gravy please?

• William H. Bonney : You know, Sir, I do admire you, and I sure would like to touch the gun that's gonna kill Billy the Kid.

• William H. Bonney : "Dear Governor Axtell. I've heard that you will give 200 dollars for my head. Perhaps we should meet and talk. I am at the Juarez village at the border. Send 3 men, and instruct them not to shoot, as I am unarmed. In short, Sir; I surrender. Your obedient servant William H. Bonney. PS: I changed my mind. Kiss my ass."

• William H. Bonney : Reap it, Murphy, you son of a bitch.

• William H. Bonney : Murphy's taking inventory in Tunstall's store right now and you're saying that means nothing to you?

  Chavez : It means nothing to me? Murphy and his politicians have taken more blood from me than they ever will from you.

  William H. Bonney : How do you figure?

  Chavez : The Red Sands Creek Reservation. 200 people butchered in the snow with their stomachs empty. My mother's people. You see, Murphy was under government contract to supply us with beef, but two winters ago, he sent only rotten meat. No corn, no flour, just rancid beef crawling with worms. A few of my men and I set out to a camp in the middle of the night to try and get food. Oh yeah, they welcomed us in, and then they fired at us. I got away, only me. But when I got back to the Red Sands, I found out that the army had already heard about our big indian uprising and they paid us back. My mother was cut by a saber from her privates to her neck. My sisters were just babies, and they had their heads bashed in with boot heels so the army could save bullets. Everyone at the reservation was butchered AND IT MEANS NOTHING TO ME? Oh yeah, I went into Lincoln to take Murphy's head. And that's when John Tunstall found me, and he took me in, and he taught me a better way to bury Murphy.

• Alex McSween : I'm not leaving my house.

  William H. Bonney : Alex, if you stay they're gonna kill you. And then I'm gonna have to to go around and kill all the guys who killed you. That's a lot of killing.

• [When the cavalry arrives] 

  Doc : Billy, we're good, but this is getting ridiculous.

  William H. Bonney : I like these odds...

• William H. Bonney : [after shooting the Texan in the bar who was boasting that he would kill Billy the Kid]  How many does that make Doc? 25?

  Doc : Five.

  William H. Bonney : We'll call it ten.

• William H. Bonney : If we're caught, we're gonna hang... But there's many a slip twixt the cup and the lip.

• William H. Bonney : I ain't left-handed.

• Charley Bowdre : Hey, Billy. I've got to get out of here. I've got a wife. She's this little Mexican gal. Please, Billy.

  William H. Bonney : Charley, if you don't stand up and start whooping some ass, you ain't ever gonna see her again.

• Richard Brewer : Lord, forgive us for our wrongdoings, for our misguidance by heathen religions. Thank you for keeping us alive. Lord, be with us in doing the right thing. Our Father, who art in Heaven, hallow be thy name.

  William H. Bonney : Please, Dick. It's getting cold. (he and Dick both pull guns on each other) I could've killed you, Dick. I could've killed you, but I don't want to kill you. I want to eat.

• William H. Bonney : Reap the whirlwind, Brady. Reap it.

• Colonel Nathan Dudley : Mr. Bonney. Mr. McSween. This is Colonel Nathan Dudley out of Fort Scranton. Come on out, with your hands high.

  William H. Bonney : Hahahahaha. With your hands high? I better reason with him. Hey, Colonel Shithead. You can kiss my ass. Get President Hayes down here, then we'll come out. We'll see how they like that one.

• Chavez : I told you I would find the way, and the way is west.

  William H. Bonney : West, huh? Well west is that way...

  [points gun in one direction] 

  William H. Bonney : ...and the bastards we gotta kill are that way.

  [points gun in opposite direction] 

• [the "Regulators" are surrounded by 20-30 men in Alex McSween's house] 

  Doc : Billy, what are we gonna do now?

  William H. Bonney : We're gonna show these guys they've finally met their match.