[Fletcher knows he's talking to Josey Wales]
[referring to Lone's dog]Chief, I was just wondering: I suppose that mangy red-bone hound's got no place else to go either.[spits tobacco juice on the dog's forehead]He might as well ride along with us; Hell, everybody else is.
[Josie pulls a Sharp's rifle with a early telescopic sight on it from his horse]
[shoots the rope hauling the ferry across the river]
[Lone Watie hears a gun cock behind him; turns and sees Moonlight]
[Josey looks at Carstairs]
[holds up a bottle of patent medicine]This is it... one dollar a bottle. It works wonders on wounds.
[spits tobacco juice on the carpetbagger's coat]How is it with stains?
[Josie walks out]What's the matter with him?