The Wild Bunch quotes

View Quote Coffer: I can nail him.
Thornton: I said wait.
T.C.: What if they slip out the back?
Coffer: It's covered, ya two-bit, redneck peckerwood.

View Quote Dutch: What's our next move?
Pike: Well, I figure Agua Verde's the closest... three days maybe. Then get the news and drift back to the border. Maybe a payroll, maybe a bank.
Dutch: Maybe that damn railroad.
Tector: That damn railroad you're talkin' about sure as hell ain't a-gettin' no easier.
Sykes: And you boys ain't a-gettin' any younger either.
Pike: We've got to start thinkin' beyond our guns. Those days are closin' fast.

View Quote Dutch: At least we won't have to worry about Deke Thornton.
Pike: Hell, no; not after ridin' a half a case of dynamite into the river.
Sykes: Well don't expect him to stay there. He'll be along and you know it.

View Quote Coffer: You rode with, uh, Pike. What kind of man are we up against?
Thornton: The best. He never got caught.

View Quote Pike: This was gonna be my last. Ain't gettin' around any better. I'd like to make one good score and back off.
Dutch: Back off to what? Have you got anything lined up?
Pike: Pershing's got troops, spread out all along the border. Every one of those garrisons are gonna be gettin' a payroll.
Dutch: That kind of information is kind of hard to come by.
Pike: No one said it was going to be easy but it can be done.
Dutch: They'll be waitin' for us.
Pike: I wouldn't have it any other way.
Dutch: Pike, I wouldn't have it any other way either.

View Quote Coffer: From here on, it's Mexico, Mr. Thornton.
Thornton: What's the closest town of any size?
Coffer: Agua Verde.
Thornton: What's in Agua Verde?
Coffer: Mexicans. What else? The headquarters for regulars, fightin' against Villa. Mapache territory.

View Quote Pike: Now that I find hard to believe.
Don Jose: Not so hard. We all dream of being a child again, even the worst of us. Perhaps the worst most of all.
Pike: You know what we are then.

View Quote Pike: With the way the Generalissimo's cleaned out this part of the country, he ought to have a lot to spare.
Dutch: Eh, Generalissimo, hell. He's just another bandit grabbin' all he can for himself.
Pike: Like some others I could mention? [laughs]
Dutch: Not so's you'd know it, Mr. Bishop. We ain't nothin' like him. We don't HANG nobody. I hope someday these people here kick him and the rest of that s**** like him right into their graves.
Angel: We will. If it takes forever.

View Quote Lyle: Hey, Angel! Why don't you tell your folks to feed them dogs?
Angel: Any insult to my family while we are here and I will kill you!
Lyle: Hey, Angel; do you have a sister?
Angel: [Angrily] Si!
Lyle: I'd be pleased to make her acquaintance. And that of your mama too!
Tector: [Laughing] And the same goes for your grandma, too Sonny!

View Quote Pike: I don't know why the hell I didn't let them kill you.
Angel: Listen, I'm not going to steal guns for that devil to rob and kill my people again.
Dutch: Noble, noble. Very noble.
Sykes: I didn't see no tears roll down your cheeks when you rode in from Starbuck.
Angel: Ah, they were not my people. I care about my people, my village. Mexico!
Sykes: Listen boy, you ride with us, your village don't count. If it does, you just don't go along.
Angel: Then I don't go along.
Dutch: Angel, one load of guns ain't gonna stop 'em raidin' villages. Well, you oughta be thinkin' about all the money you're gonna have.
Pike: Buy 'em a ranch. Move 'em a thousand miles. Buy 'em two, three ranches.
Dutch: One, a very small one.
Angel: Don't you see? This is their land. And no one is gonna drive them away.
Sykes: I'll drink to that sentiment. And to love. But most of all, I'll drink to gold.
Pike: Angel, you're a pain in the ass.
Angel: Would you give guns to someone to kill your father or your mother or your brother?
Pike: Ten thousand cuts an awful lot of family ties.
Angel: My people have no guns. But with guns, my people could fight. If I could take guns, I would come with you.
Dutch: Hey, um, how many cases of rifles did Zamorra say was in that shipment?
Pike: Sixteen.
Dutch: Well, give him one.
Pike: All right. One case and one case of ammo. But you give up your share of the gold.
Angel: I will.
Pike: We know you will.

View Quote Pike: Any trouble, no guns for the General.
Herrera: Ha, ha, ha. Very smart. That's very smart for you, damn gringos. So nobody can rob the guns.
Pike: Nobody.
Herrera: I am not afraid. They are not afraid. You blow up the wagon, you die. Or we kill you pretty soon. But we are amigos.
Dutch: Show 'em boys.

View Quote Dutch: Damn that Deke Thornton to Hell!
Pike: What would you do in his place? He gave his word.
Dutch: Gave his word to a railroad.
Pike: It's his word!
Dutch: That ain't what counts. It's who you give it to!

View Quote Sykes: Say, back there in Starbuck. How'd my boy do?
Pike: Your boy? Crazy Lee?
Sykes: Yeah, C.L., Clarence Lee, my daughter's boy. Not too bright, but a good boy.
Pike: Why didn't you tell me he was your grandson?
Sykes: Well, you had enough things on your mind; besides he had to pull his own weight just like the rest of us. I just wanted to make sure he didn't let you down: run when things got hot. Huh? Huh?
Pike: No, he did fine... just fine.

View Quote Pike: Let the General take care of those boys [the bounty hunters].
Lyle: You're crazy. That General would just soon kill us as break wind.
Pike: He's so tickled with those guns, he'll be celebratin' for a week and happy to do us a favor. Thornton's not gonna follow us in there. While they're busy pickin' over Freddy, we'll find a back trail off this mountain and head for town.
Dutch: What about our gold?
Pike: We'll take one sack to pay our way. Bury the rest - together.

View Quote Dutch: In the ravine south of here, you'll find the rest of the rifles in the wagon. You can have the wagon, we'll take the horses.
Maj. Zamorra: Por favor; how many cases of rifles did you take from the train?
Dutch: Sixteen. We lost one on the trail
Mapache: [Chuckling and indicating Angel] He stole it. The mother of the girl he killed told me.
[Angel tries to escape but is caught and brought back before Mapache]
Dutch: Well, I guess I better get going.
Maj. Zamorra: Y Angel?
Dutch: [Looking around at the Mexican soldiers] He's a thief; let the General handle him.
Mapache: Bueno; adios gringo.