Have Gun - Will Travel

Armstedder: Can I help you? Paladin: I'm looking for Lucy Jalisco. Armstedder: I'm John Armstedder. (Looks Paladin over) Well, I guess you ain't her husband. Friend of his? Paladin: No. Armstedder: She waits table. Hustles drinks, like that. (Paladin looks at the small, shabby building.) Paladin: In there? Armstedder: You seem surprised. Paladin: Well, Armstedder, she didn't always have to hustle drinks in a bar. Armstedder: You know her a hundred years ago, Mister? Paladin: I guess it was that long ago. Armstedder: The fall of innocence is a melancholy event. Ain't that the sour truth?

Paladin: Lucy. Why this? Lucy: Well, I'm still his wife. There isn't nothing else for me to do. Around here. Paladin: You could have left. Lucy: How? Paladin: You still love him. (Pause) And he's coming here to kill you. Lucy: Looks that way.

(Armstedder walks up to Paladin, who has an unlit cigar in his teeth.) Armstedder: Son, you're only teasing yourself. It don't taste the same as when you put a match to it. Paladin: Mr. Armstedder, this is a kind of a compromise, it's not as good as a smoke, but then again, it's not as bad as lighting a match and, uh, getting shot.

Armstedder: You married? You're missin' a fine thing. That, and having children. It's a rich thing in a man's life. And becoming a sentimental old man is a bad thing. (Walks quickly away, and bangs into something metal. Paladin leaps to his side.) Paladin: Armstedder, Jalisco moves like a cat, and I'm just beginning to take a liking to you. Armstedder: You chew your cigar. I won't make a fool of myself again.

Jalisco: You, maybe, know what livin' means to a man like me. Never even comfortable sleepin' under a roof. Been a hunter all my life. Was born in Tennessee. Deer, quail, possum there. Eaten pigeons in New Jersey before the war. Wasn't even fifteen. Buffalo. Indian huntin'. Scalp huntin'. That was good. And then bounty huntin', that was good. I put my skills to a good purpose. (Eyes Lucy) Do you know what bein' chained up like a bull to a water wheel meant to me? Why did you give me away, Lucy my wife? Why? Paladin: Because I told her about you. Jalisco: Because he had a pretty mustache-- Paladin: Because I told her about you! Jalisco: Because you liked the way he smiled. They was bad men, all of them! The ones I took. Murderers, horse thieves, spoilers. The Indians had no souls, like animals have no souls. And the men I took, they had lost their souls, Lucy. And I hunted 'em alone. I got close enough so that they could smell me had they had the nose for it. And then I killed them.