Jack: I got a boy. Eight months old. Smiles a lot.
Ennis Del Mar: This is a one-shot thing we got goin’ on here.
Jack Twist: It’s nobody’s business but ours.
Ennis Del Mar: You know I ain’t queer.
Jack Twist: Me neither.
Ennis: Bottom line is we’re around each other an’ this thing, it grabs hold of us again at the wrong place, at the wrong time, and we’re dead.
Ennis: I tell ya there… there were these two old guys ranched up together, down home. Earl and Rich. And they was the joke of town, even though they were pretty tough ol’ birds. Anyway they… they found Earl dead in an irrigation ditch. Took a tire iron to ‘im. Spurred him up, drug him ’round by his dick ’till it pulled off.
Jack: You seen this?
Ennis: I wasn’t but nine years old. My daddy, he made sure me and brother seen it. Hell for all I know, he done the job.
Alma: As far behind as we are on the bills, it makes me nervous not to use any sort of protection.
Ennis: If you don’t want no more o’ my kids, I’ll be happy to just leave you alone.
Alma: I’d have ’em if you’d support ’em.
Jack: Sometimes I miss you so much I can hardly stand it.
Jack: Jack Twist.
Jack: Your parents stop at Ennis?
Jack: I wish I knew how to quit you.
Alma: Don’t try and fool me no more, Ennis; I know what it means! Jack Twist. Jack Nasty! You didn’t go up there to fish!
Joe Aguirre: You boys sure found a way to make the time pass up there. Twist, you guys wasn’t gettin’ paid to leave the dogs babysittin’ the sheep while you stem the rose.