- Cindy Rowan: Would you do me a favor and just DROP DEAD?
- Darlene Rowan: [in unflappable good-humored sarcasm] Only if YOU promise me a REALLY NICE FUNERAL.
- Jack Wilson: You're still pretty tight with Len Rowan, ain't you Frank?
- Frank Snow: Len? Yeah, sure. We hang out now and again.
- Jack Wilson: I want you to give him a message for me. I want you to tell him if he phones my home one more time, or if he comes within sighting distance of my home one more time, he's going to find himself staring down the barrel of a 357 some dark night on a lonesome road, and it'll be the last one he ever stares down. Can you remember that Frank?
- Hank Davis: Len walked away from it. He always has. Never did know why he shot me. Gets notions, Len does.
- Townsperson: Let me put it to you this way. I didn't see nothing. And if I had of, I wouldn't tell ya.
- Ruth Westerman: The Bible says... an eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth. Those who live by the sword shall die by the sword. Mr. Rowan lived by the gun, and that's the way he died.