The Magnificent Seven quotes

View Quote Henry (corset salesman): Where are you from?
Chris: [Points thumb toward his back]
Henry (corset salesman): Oh, well where you headed?
Chris: [Points finger in front of him]

View Quote Vin: I guess right about now you kinda wish you'd given your crops to Calvera, huh?
Hilario: Yes. And no. Both at the same time. Yes, when I think of what he might do. No, when I remember the feeling in my chest this morning as I saw him running away -- from us. That's a feeling worth dying for. Have you ever... felt something like that?
Vin: Not for a long, long time. I, uh, I envy you.

View Quote Undertaker: I've always treated every man the same – just as another future customer.

View Quote If God did not want them sheared, He would not have made them sheep.

View Quote 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 -- 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.

View Quote [O'Reilly walks in while the other six gunmen are eating dinner.]
O'Reilly: How's the food?
Harry Luck: Great.
O'Reilly: Chicken enchiladas, carne asada, and Spanish rice. Looks pretty good.
Harry: Yeah, these people really know how to cook. Dig in! There's tons of it.
O'Reilly: You know what these people, the villagers, have been eating ever since we got here? Tortillas and a few beans. That's all.
[All stop chewing and look at each other. Cut to scene of Vin dishing out food to village children.]

View Quote [A village girl takes an interest in the youngest hired gun.]
Petra: I'm sorry, but I thought... you know what I thought.
Chico: Yes, yes. I know.
Petra: I wasn't afraid of you, it's my father. He said to "Stay away from those men. They are brutes. They are cruel."
Chico: He's right, you know that? He's right. Go back home now.
Petra: He's wrong.
Chico: Well... go home anyway. Before he finds out you're here.
Petra: He already knows. He says he'll punish me for being so shameless. But I don't care.

View Quote Fella I once knew in El Paso, one day he took all his clothes off and jumped in a mess of cactus. I asked him the same question, why? He said it seemed to be a good idea at the time.

View Quote Yes. The final supreme idiocy... coming here to hide. The deserter, hiding out in the middle of a battlefield.

View Quote A man comes to him... because he respects him... 'cause he'd be proud to work with him. And he makes me look like TWO CENTS with some damn kid's game!

View Quote The Old Man was right. Only the farmers won. We lost. We'll always lose.

View Quote Hilario: We will fight with guns if we have them. If we don't... with machetes, axes, clubs, anything!

View Quote [Calvera chats with his "good friend" Sotero while his men loot the village.]
Calvera: I can't tell you what a pleasure it is to see a village like this. So much restlessness and change in the outside world. People no longer content with their station in life. Women's fashions -- shameless! Religion! You'd weep if you saw how true religion is now a thing of the past. Last month we were in San Juan, a rich town. Sit down. Rich town, much blessed by God. Big church -- not like here, little church, priest comes twice a year. Big one. You'd think we'd find gold candlesticks, poor-box filled to overflowing. You know what we found? Brass candlesticks. Almost nothing in the poor box.
Bandito: But we took it anyway.
Calvera: I know we took it anyway! I'm trying to show him how little religion some people now have.
Sotero: That I can see for myself.
Calvera: (slaps him forehand, then backhand) No! You don't see! What if you had to carry my load, huh? The need to provide food like a good father to fill the mouths of his hungry men. Guns, ammunition -- you know how much money that costs? Huh? Uh? (slaps him twice more)

View Quote [Chris and Vin approach O'Reilly, who is chopping wood on a farm for his breakfast.]
Chris Adams: Morning. I'm a friend of Harry Luck's. He tells me you're broke.
O'Reilly: Nah. I'm doing this because I'm an eccentric millionaire.
Chris: There's a job for six men, watching over a village south of the border.
O'Reilly: How big's the opposition?
Chris: Thirty guns.
O'Reilly: (stops axe in mid-swing) I admire your notion of fair odds, mister.
Chris: Harry tells me you faced bigger odds during the Travis County war.
O'Reilly: Well, they paid me six hundred dollars for that one.
Vin: He said you got that Selena thing cleared up in less than a month.
O'Reilly: Paid me eight hundred dollars for that one.
Vin: You cost a lot.
O'Reilly: Yeah. That's right, I cost a lot.
Chris: The offer is twenty dollars.
[O'Reilly keeps chopping wood. Chris and Vin turn to leave.]
O'Reilly: Twenty dollars? Right now, that's a lot.

View Quote I've been offered a lot for my work, but never everything.