Jess Wade: He'll be a lot quieter when that swelling goes down.
Billy Roy Hackett: Swelling from WHAT?
Jess Wade: That bump on your head.
Billy Roy Hackett: [feeling his head] I ain't got no bump on my head.
Jess Wade: [smacking Billy Roy's head into one of the bars] You have now!

Vince Hackett: You won't be needing my tender care anymore You're free to go, Jess. Anywhere where the Mexican law or Mexican federales can't find you. Or any place north where the American law or the American cavalry can't run you down. You're a famous man, Jess. Don't ever forget it.
Jess Wade: I won't.