Hoag: Maybe prison took some of the starch out of you?
[Taw shoots a withering glare at the deputy who shrinks back]
Taw Jackson: Maybe.

Lomax: [Jackson and Lomax see a man getting shot at by a gang] Let me guess which one's your friend.

Lomax: Do you always wear a gun over your underwear?
Taw Jackson: Just lately.

Lomax: Don't let anything happen to ya.
Taw Jackson: Not likely.

Lomax: I can't afford to let you get killed, unless I do it!

Lomax: KD: Oh great, just great. I'm out a hundred thousand of my share, two thousand from Levi...
[to Levi who is riding off towards the Indians sifting through the barrels of flour where Taw's gang has hidden the gold dust]
Lomax: Where are you going?
Levi Walking Bear: Back to my people.
Lomax: Now what am I supposed to do, live with the Indians for the next year and open up a bakery? And with Pierce dead, it doesn't even pay to kill you any more!

Lomax: Well, I guess you don't know about his new toy - a little iron-plated thing he calls "The War Wagon."
Taw Jackson: It takes an average shipment of fifty thousand in gold from Emmett to the railhead in El Paso 43 1/2 miles away.
Lomax: Then there are a few guards...
Taw Jackson: Thirty-three of 'em. Twenty-eight outriders and five in the coach. Each man is armed with a Henry repeating rifle, two Colts and two hundred rounds of ammunition.
Lomax: What's all this got to do with me?
Taw Jackson: We're going to take that wagon.
Lomax: We are? Have you taken a look lately at the cemetery in Emmett? There's a bunch of cheap wooden crosses in one corner all kind of crowded in together. That's the tribute to the last fools who tried to stop The War Wagon. Like facts? A dollar fifteen for the casket, twelve cents for the crosses - Pierce foots the bill. A dollar twenty seven seems a poor price for a man's life - especially mine.

Lomax: What made you think I wouldn't kill you?
Taw Jackson: Curiosity.
Lomax: Well, you're still alive. Now what's to keep you that way?
Taw Jackson: Money.
Lomax: How much?
Taw Jackson: Your share will be over a hundred thousand.
Lomax: That's what I've always said the world needs... more simple understanding to bring people together!

Lomax: You caused me a lot of embarrassment! You're the only man I shot, that I didn't kill.

Lomax: You gotta a bargain, Big Man.
Taw Jackson: How's that?
Lomax: Two five-hundred dollar days for the price of one.