[after barely escaping being hung earlier and about to be hanged again, along with several other men, the cowboy sees a man sobbing in the noose next to him]
Cowboy (segment "Near Algodones"): First time?
[the man looks at him, confused]
Buster Scruggs (segment "The Ballad of Buster Scruggs"): There's just gotta be a place up ahead where men ain't low-down and poker's played fair. If there weren't, what are all the songs about? I'll see y'all there. And we can sing together and shake our heads over all the meanness in the used-to-be.
Buster Scruggs (segment "The Ballad of Buster Scruggs"): Don't let my white duds and pleasant demeanor fool ya. I, too, have been known to violate the statutes of man... and not a few of the laws of the Almighty!
Buster Scruggs (segment "The Ballad of Buster Scruggs"): Sir, it seems that you're are a no better a judge of human beings than you are a specimen of one. Just on a brief inventory I'd say you could use yourself a shave and a better disposition. And lastly, if you don't my mind me aspersing your friends... a better class of drinking buddies.
Prospector (segment "All Gold Canyon"): How high can a bird count anyway?
Englishman (segment "The Mortal Remains"): You know the story, but people can't get enough of them, like little children. Because, well, they connect the stories to themselves, I suppose, and we all love hearing about ourselves, so long as the people in the stories are us, but not us. Not us in the end, especially.
Buster Scruggs (segment "The Ballad of Buster Scruggs"): [after killing Curly Joe by kicking a table and making him shoot himself with his own gun] I'm not a devious man by nature... but when you're unarmed, your tactics might gonna be downright Archimedean.
Buster Scruggs (segment "The Ballad of Buster Scruggs"): Misanthrope? I don't hate my fellow man, even when he's tiresome and surly and tries to cheat at poker. I figure that's just a human material, and him that finds in it cause for anger and dismay is just a fool for expecting better.
Buster Scruggs (segment "The Ballad of Buster Scruggs"): [as he sees a survivor of the cantina shootout crawling outside, wounded] The coup-de-grâce I'll leave to the wolves and Gila monsters!
Prospector (segment "All Gold Canyon"): It didn't hit nothin' important!
Prospector (segment "All Gold Canyon"): You measly skunk! You shot me in the back!
[sobbing as he checks the wound]
Prospector (segment "All Gold Canyon"): It went clean through! He didn't hit nothing important! He didn't hit nothing *important*! Nothing important! Just guts is all you had!
Buster Scruggs (segment "The Ballad of Buster Scruggs"): [checks his hat after being shot and finds a bullet entry hole on the front and a bloody exit hole on the back] Well... that ain't good.
Buster Scruggs (segment "The Ballad of Buster Scruggs"): [after gunning down everyone in the cantina Buster notices a survivor crawling on the floor] It appears the vitals of this lucky son-of-a-gun remain unpunctured. Sloppy shootin' on my part.
