DeBlanc: "Oh, shit."
Jesse: "Damn."
Fiore: "Crap."

"Now, I don't want you to feel like you're human shields, but let's not mince words: You are human and you're gonna be acting as shields of sorts."

"Preacher shot my dick off. See? [shows it around, some men are vomiting] An incredible shot. Just took it clean off. It's alright. It doesn't hurt that much at all, you know? Not really."

Hugo Root: "With all due respect, that church is holy ground."
Quincannon: "No Sheriff, that church is nothing more than wood and paint and bits of colored glass. It's a lie, Sheriff. Ans I'm gonna tear it down peg by peg and grind it into dust. 'Holy ground'... my ass."

"It's pretty legal, but sometimes, what's legal, uh, isn't as important as what's right."

Jesse: "You see, this is my point! What else don't we know?"
Fiore: "We don't know."