The Good, the Bad and the Ugly Quotes

One-armed Union soldier: [Wallace and Tuco are at the train station, handcuffed together] Hey, corporal, afraid he'll get lost? Where's the Rebel going?
Cpl. Wallace: To Hell, with a rope around his neck and a price on his head.
Tuco: Yeah... three thousand dollars, friend. That's a lot of money for a head.
[He flips the soldier's empty

sleeve]
Tuco: I bet they didn't even pay you a penny for your arm.

Sheriff: [shows Tuco the wanted poster] So you're an honest farmer. You recognize this man?
Tuco: Me?
Sheriff: Yeah, it's you!
Tuco: Hey, who said so, huh? You can't even read!
[the Sheriff rolls up the poster]
Tuco: Roll it up, roll it up! I'll give you a good idea where you can

put it!

[first lines]
Stevens: You're... from Baker?
[Angel Eyes is silent, eating a bowl of stew and staring at him]
Stevens: Tell Baker that I told him all that I know already and I want to live in peace, understand? That it's no use to go on tormenting me! I know nothing at all about that case of coins.
[Angel Eyes stops eating and looks

interested]
Stevens: Now that gold has disappeared, but if he'd listened we could have avoided this altogether. I went to the Army court; there were no witnesses. They couldn't uncover any more. I can't tell Baker what happened to the money. Go back and tell him that!

Tuco: What about our parents?
Father Pablo Ramirez: Only now do you think of them? To begin after nine years...
Tuco: [startled] Nine years?
[tries to laugh it off]
Tuco: So it's nine years. Nine years!
Father Pablo Ramirez: Our mother has been dead a long time now.
[the

smile fades from Tuco's face]
Father Pablo Ramirez: Our father died a few days ago. That's why I was away. He asked for you to be there... but there was only me.
[Tuco is hit hard by the news. Pablo studies him]
Father Pablo Ramirez: And you... outside of evil, what else have you managed to do? It seems to me you once had a wife somewhere.

Tuco: [pulls himself together and turns to face Pablo, his eyes still brimming with tears] Not one, lots of them! One here, one there, wherever I found them!
[almost snarls]
Tuco: Go on, preach me a sermon, Pablo!
Father Pablo Ramirez: What good would that be?

Tuco: I would like to piss, it's rough. I've been shaking up in this train nearly ten hours now.
Cpl. Wallace: You smell like a pig already. Let's try not to make things any worse.
[He shoves Tuco to the carriage door]
Cpl. Wallace: Get going.
[Tuco stands at the edge of the carriage and pauses]

Tuco: I can't while you're watching me.

Blondie: [watching the soldiers fighting on the bridge] I have a feeling it's really gonna be a good, long battle.
Tuco: Blondie, the money's on the other side of the river.
Blondie: Oh? Where?
Tuco: Amigo, I said on the other side, and that's enough. But while the Confederates are there we can't get across.

Blondie: What would happen if somebody were to blow up that bridge?
Tuco: Yeah. Then these idiots would go somewhere else to fight.
Blondie: [lighting his match] Maybe.

Tuco: [Sitting by the dry, dehydrated Blondie's bedside, desperately begging him to tell him what name is on the grave the gold is buried in] I... I must tell you the truth, Blondie. In my place, you would do the same thing. It's all over for you now. There's nothing anyone can do any more.
[Covers his face to stifle a fake sob]
Tuco: Oh, God,

forgive me! It's my fault!
[He beats the sides of his head in mock despair and frustration]
Tuco: Mine, mine, mine, mine! I'll tell you one thing, Blondie. If I knew that my last hour had come, I swear, in my place... in your place I would do the same thing. I would tell about the gold. Yes, yes, I would. I would tell the name on the grave. What good is the money if

you're dead? I know the name of the cemetery. But you know how many graves there are there? Please. Blondie, please. Have a little... coffee? Please, tell me the name. On... on the grave. If I get my hands on the 200,000 dollars, I'll always honour your memory. I swear, I'll always honour your memory.

Tuco: Ah, my belly's full. Nice guy, my brother. I didn't tell you my brother was in charge here? Everything. Like the Pope, almost. He's in charge in Rome. Yeah, yeah, my brother, he say to me, "Stay, brother, don't go home. We never see each other. Here, there's plenty to eat and drink. Bring your friend, too." Whenever we see each other, he never lets me go. It's always the

same story. My brother, he's crazy about me.
[His tone becomes wistful]
Tuco: That's so... even a tramp like me, no matter what happens, I know there's a brother somewhere who'll never refuse me... a bowl of soup.

Union Captain at the Bridge: We have two attacks a day.
Tuco: [appalled] Two attacks a day?
Union Captain at the Bridge: Sure, the Rebs have decided that damn bridge is the key to this whole area. Stupid, useless bridge. Flyspeck on headquarters' maps. And headquarters has declared we must take that ridiculous flyspeck even if all of

us are killed. Otherwise, the key will get rusty and just be a spot on the wall.