- Jack: Indians killed us, rustled our cattle. I played possum while they done this to me.
- [reveals his bloody head]
- Cullen Bohannan: How many dead?
- Jack: Five. Six if I die.
- [pulls his scalp from a bucket]
- Jack: Think they can sew my hair back on?
- Cullen Bohannan: I think you ought'a stop talkin' and put your hat back on.
- Declan: You must be Mr. Bohannan.
- Cullen Bohannan: I am.
- Declan: My brother considered you the only upright man he'd ever met in America.
- Eva: [treating her patient's vaginal bleeding] One day it'll come on, and I won't be able to stop it.
- Louise Ellison: What causes it?
- Eva: A whore's life. She had a good run, though. It's almost two years.
- Louise Ellison: How old is she?
- Eva: Nineteen, I think she said.
- Cullen Bohannan: You fight your war, I'll build my railroad, you crazy son of a bitch.
- [starts walking away]
- Doctor Major Augustus Bendix: Bohannan, do you want to know why you lost the war? The typical Southern lacks the ability to look beyond his own parochial interests. It's a malformed brain plate, perhaps.
- Cullen Bohannan: Damn it. Ruth, it's my job!
- Ruth: I understand that. But killing them should make you lose your appetite as well.
- Cullen Bohannan: I don't take joy from it.
- Ruth: A man who hates his sin can be redeemed from it, even if he can't turn away from it. Do you hate your sin, Mr. Bohannan?
- Cullen Bohannan: [sits back down] Cornbread's dry.
- Ruth: Then there is hope for you.
- Cullen Bohannan: [to Major Bendix, holding an Indian's head] That woman put up much of a fight?
- Doctor Major Augustus Bendix: I honestly can't recall.
- Cullen Bohannan: That's marked up Arapaho. They'll come at us now. Pick off my outline crews, maybe full-on attack.
- Doctor Major Augustus Bendix: And we'll reprise but this is why we'll prevail. Foreshortened cerebellum, deep sub-cranial ridge that runs all the way around. No foresight or intellect. Just the faintest hints of humanity.
- Cullen Bohannan: Barely human, you mean
- Doctor Major Augustus Bendix: Show me the savage Plato and I will read him.