Eden Fletcher: If you have to kill one, make sure you bloody well kill them all.

Jacko: Fellow in the picture, he live in a cave. Dog man. Big fella. He said Dog Man never sleep. He sit there all day. Sit down, in the cave. Way up. He live with small fella and black fella. Cannot catch him. Cannot kill him.

Jacko: Strange mob, you whities.

Martha Stanley: She was my friend!

Martha Stanley: The world you live in, in there. Don't be gloomy, dear. This burden you carry, you might let me carry it, too. I believe in you.

Samuel Stote: Without me and my crack shootin', you'd be fucking dingo dinner. 30 yards away, I was. And, pchoo! Blew that black bastard's head right off. It was beautiful.

Soldiers: [singing] On the fifth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me: Five cats a-floggin, Four nooses swinging, Three crows a-pecking, Two dogs a-pissing, and little Mikey hanging from a pear tree!

Capt. Stanley: Do I need to introduce myself?
Charlie Burns: I know you are.
Capt. Stanley: Good. And I know who you are.

Capt. Stanley: Make no mistake, Mr. Burns. It will be done. I will civilize this place.
Charlie Burns: The fuck are you talking about, Stanley?

Capt. Stanley: Well, allow me to address the subject of your brother, Mr. Burns. Christmas, as you're probably aware, is fast approaching. And Christmas this year will hold a unique significance for young Micky here.
Charlie Burns: [Correcting him] Mikey.
Capt. Stanley: Because on Christmas day, I have made plans for him to taken from the jail in Banyon and hanged by the neck until he is dead.

Captain Stanley: Now, suppose I told you there was a way to save your little brother Mikey from the noose. Suppose I gave you a horse and a gun. Suppose, Mr. Burns, I was to give both you and your young brother Mikey, here, a pardon. Suppose I said that I could give you the chance to expunge the guilt beneath which you so clearly labor. Suppose I gave you till Christmas. Now, suppose you tell me what it is I want from you.
Charlie Burns: You want me to kill me brother.
Captain Stanley: I want you to kill your brother.

Charlie Burns: So, what is it that you want?
Capt. Stanley: I want Arthur Burns
Charlie Burns: I no longer ride with me brother.
[Stanley takes out his gun, pauses for a moment, and then pistol whips Mikey across the face]
Capt. Stanley: Now, I will allow you a moment to think about it.

Charlie Burns: You're a copper, Stanley, not a judge and jury.
Capt. Stanley: Clearly, Mr. Burns, I am what I wish to be.

Eden Fletcher: Tomorrow morning, I want Mike Burns flogged. As I said, one-hundred lashes.
Capt. Stanley: This will kill him.
Eden Fletcher: So be it.
Capt. Stanley: What if I'm right? What if Charlie Burns does as I ask? What if he comes back?
Eden Fletcher: Then we will hang the lot of them.

Jacko: They say he is dog.
Capt. Stanley: What? He eats dog?
Jacko: No, Captain, Sir. He IS dog!