Frank Talby: Third lesson: never get between a gun and its target. Frank Talby:
Fourth lesson: punches are like bullets. If you don't make the first ones count, Scotty, you might just be finished.
Frank Talby: Scott, remember: a man on horseback has to divide his attention between his horse and his gun. So you cannot let them dismount. Scott Mary: Doc Holliday was the best shot in all the west. Him... not his pistol. Murph Allan Short: Him... and his pistol! There can be an experience of a lifetime in a gun. But it's not enough to be able to draw faster than the other guy if the other guy knows a trick that you don't know. In my day, we had to either learn the tricks... or we gave work to the gravediggers. Frank Talby: Fifth lesson: if you wound a man, you better kill him. Because sooner or later he's gonna kill you. Killer: I hope he's dead, the bastard! Frank Talby: You're going to hell, Turner. Find out down there! Scott Mary: Hey, listen, stranger, what town is this? Stranger: Bowie. Bowie, at least for now. Scott Mary: For now? Why? Stranger: Because it's going to be hell here pretty soon! Vivien Skill: Show too much and you can't see it. Frank Talby: All right Scott, you can come with me, but don't get your hopes up to high, 'cause it's a dirty life.