- Boone Hackett: Let's ride out of here.
- Florey Tamlin: Where to?
- Boone Hackett: Velardi.
- Florey Tamlin: Have you gone crazy?
- Roy Kretcher: Velardi's too close to Weaverville. That town's got lynch fever.
- Boone Hackett: I said Velardi.
- Roy Kretcher: But why?
- Boone Hackett: Pure sentiment. I may want to put a flower on my grave.
- William 'Cully' Charles Jr., Deputy: Do you think he's still alive?
- Johnny Ringo: I don't know what to think, Cully, but I know there couldn't be two men like Boone Hackett. Even the Devil couldn't stomach it.
- William 'Cully' Charles Jr., Deputy: How do you figure a woman like that takin' up with Boone Hackett?
- Johnny Ringo: You don't. I figure there are three ways of thinkin' in this world - the right way, the wrong way and a woman's way.
- Boone Hackett: Don't sign it, Lydia. Don't sign it and we'll be like we always used to be and I promise I'll buy you things just like I did before.
- Lydia Hackett: Hmm. All the things a woman likes to remember, Boone? A lace dress, a pair of earrings, a diamond ring - all bought with a gun... and a bullet in someone's back.
- [discussing an exhumation order for Hackett's alleged grave]
- William 'Cully' Charles Jr., Deputy: What if she decides not to sign that paper?
- Johnny Ringo: One way or another I'll find Boone - with a shovel or with a gun.
- [examining clods of red clay on the carpet]
- Johnny Ringo: Who do figure visited Mrs. Hackett at the hotel?
- William 'Cully' Charles Jr., Deputy: A ghost maybe.
- [Ringo and Cully trail Mrs. Hackett and find signs of a struggle]
- Johnny Ringo: Blood!
- William 'Cully' Charles Jr., Deputy: Who'd want to hurt Mrs. Hackett?
- Johnny Ringo: Boone Hackett, maybe.
- [reading his tombstone]
- Boone Hackett: Boone Hackett - born 1841, died 1876. Put flowers on my grave, Florey. I've been neglected.
- Boone Hackett: Now let's dig up this grave before somebody else does.
- Florey Tamlin: I-I got no stomach for this, Boone.
- Boone Hackett: I don't want your stomach. I want your hands!
- [Boone and Florey locate the coffin at the bottom of Hackett's grave]
- Florey Tamlin: Boone, if there's a body in there...
- Boone Hackett: What's in this box ain't dead, Florey. It's alive!
- [pulls a rock from the broken casket]
- Boone Hackett: Look, Florey, I've turned to stone!
- Florey Tamlin: That's all that's in there?
- Boone Hackett: A lot more rocks to give it weight and a little somethin' here to pay us for our diggin'.
- [pulls saddlebags full of money from the casket]
- Johnny Ringo: All right, Hackett, now we're even.
- Boone Hackett: Against you, Ringo, there's no such thing as even.
- Johnny Ringo: Make a move - give me an excuse.
- Boone Hackett: I got my hands up.
- Johnny Ringo: Put one of 'em down - that's all it takes to draw.
- Boone Hackett: Not against you, Ringo. What's it prove if I come in second.
- Johnny Ringo: So far, you've won 'em all... or is that because their backs were turned?
- [to Hackett's corpse lying on top of his tombstone]
- Johnny Ringo: I'm going to have to change that date.
- [last lines]
- William 'Cully' Charles Jr., Deputy: It's funny... Hackett was digging his own grave and he didn't even realize it.
- Johnny Ringo: Yeah. Well, he got out once - let's see if he can do it again.