Retired gunslinger William Munny reluctantly takes one last job -- to kill two cowboys who cut up a whore's face, and even more reluctantly accepts a boastful youth as a partner along with his old partner, Ned. Only Little Bill and his deputies stand in their way.
Little Bill Daggett
The 'Schofield Kid'
Kid: You don't look like no rootin'-tootin' son of a bitch cold-blooded assassin.
Will: Say what?
Ned: How long's it been since you fired a gun at a man, Will? Nine, ten years?
Ned: You were smart to change your mind, Kid.
Ned: Yeah, I'm a real good shot with this rifle. Here, see that hawk up there? I could hit that hawk with one shot.
Kid: Hell, I could hit it too, Ned, if I didn't mind wasting a shot.
Ned: There ain't no hawk, Kid. You can't see for s***, can you?
Hecker: Christ, it's hot!
Fatty: If I'm gonna get shot I'd rather it was hot than cold. Everything hurts me more when it's cold. You know how if you hit your thumb and it's cold--
Hecker: Shut up, Fatty!
Hecker: Maybe he ain't so tough.
Deputy Russell: Seem like he was scared?
Clyde: Little Bill? Him scared?
Hecker: We never seen him up against any like these ones, killers.
Clyde: Little Bill came out of Kansas and Texas, boys. He worked them tough towns.
Hecker: Just wondered.
English Bob: Little Bill. I thought you was... I thought that you were dead. I see you shaved your chin whiskers off.
Bill: I was tasting the soup two hours after I ate it.
Will: Ned, remember that drover I shot through the mouth and his teeth came out the back of his head?
Will: I think about him now and again. He didn't do anything to deserve to get shot. At least nothing I could remember when I sobered up.
Ned: You was one crazy son of a bitch, Will.
Kid: (after their first kill together) Was that what it was like in the old days, Will. Everybody riding out, shooting... smoke all over the place, folks yellin', bullets whizzing by?
Will: I guess so.
Kid: S***, I thought they were gonna get us. I was even scared a little. Just for a minute. Was you ever scared in them days?
Will: I can't remember. I was drunk most of the time.
Kid: I shot that f****** 3 times. He was taking a s***, went for his pistol and I blazed away.
Will: It's a hell of a thing, killing a man. You take away all he's got... and all he's ever gonna have.
Will: (Will, enters the saloon where his dead friend, Ned, is brazenly adorned in the front window) Who owns this s***hole. (points his shotgun at large man) You, fat man, speak up.
Skinny: Uh, I own this establishment. Bought it from Greely for one thousand dollars.
Will: (speaking to surrounding patrons) You better clear out of there. (aims shotgun)
Little Bill: Just hold it right there. Hold it! [BANG!] Well sir, you are a cowardly son of a bitch! You just shot an unarmed man.
Will: Well, he should have armed himself if he's going to decorate his saloon with my friend.
Little Bill: You'd be William Munny out of Missouri... killer of women and children.
Will: That's right. I've killed women and children. Killed just about everything that walks or crawls at one time or another. And I'm here to kill you, Little Bill. For what you did to Ned. You boys better move away.
Little Bill: All right, gentlemen. He's got one barrel left. When he fires, take out your pistols and shoot him down like the mangy scoundrel he is.[CLICK] Misfire. Kill the son of a bitch!
Will: (gunfight ensues with Will coming out on top) Anyone don't wanna get killed, better clear on out the back
Little Bill: (lies dying) I don't deserve this. To die like this. I was building a house.
Will: Deserve's got nothin' to do with it.
Little Bill: I'll see you in hell, William Munny.
Will: Yeah. [BANG!]
Beauchamp: Who'd you kill first? "When confronted by superior numbers an experienced gunfighter will always fire on the best shot first."
Will: Is that so?
Beauchamp.: Yeah, Little Bill told me that. You probably killed him first, didn't you?
Will: I was lucky in the order. But I've always been lucky when it comes to killin' folk.
Will: (leaving the saloon) All right. I'm coming out! Any man I see out there, I'm gonna kill him! Any son of a bitch takes a shot at me... I'll not only kill him, I'm gonna kill his wife and his friends. And burn his damn house down.
Will: (leaving the town) You better bury Ned right! You better not cut up nor otherwise harm no whores! Or I'll come back and kill every one of you sons of bitches.
Production Budget - $14,400,000
Domestic Gross - $101,157,447 (11th)
Worldwide Gross - $159,157,447 (13th)
Domestic Adjusted for 2012 - $198,902,353
Worldwide Adjusted fro 2012 - $312,945,727
Other Production Companies:
Brooks, Alberta, Canada
Calgary, Alberta, Canada
Drumheller, Alberta, Canada
High River, Alberta, Canada
Longview, Alberta, Canada
Red Hills Ranch, Sonora, California
Written by Clint Eastwood and Lennie Niehaus
Academy Awards Wins:
2. Director - Clint Eastwood
3. Supporting Actor - Gene Hackman
Academy Awards Nominations:
1. Actor - Clint Eastwood (won by Al Pacino for Scent of A Woman)
2. Original Screenplay
4. Art Direction