Christopher Lloyd: Cavendish
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Sheriff Wiatt : Major Cavendish, sir.
Maj. Bartholomew 'Butch' Cavendish : What is it?
Sheriff Wiatt : Sir... Well, it seems to me - that they just did what most men would have done.
Maj. Bartholomew 'Butch' Cavendish : I have no use for ordinary men, Mr. Wiatt. We are on a course that will alter the history of this country. Men who disobey orders for the sake of their own personal gain are a clear and present danger to my plan.
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President Ulysses S. Grant : I signed your court marshal? I don't remember it.
Maj. Bartholomew 'Butch' Cavendish : What happened wasn't my fault.
President Ulysses S. Grant : [admires a rifle on Major Cavendish's wall] It never is.
Maj. Bartholomew 'Butch' Cavendish : I got that at Shiloh. Calvary Major's. It was his last glorious charge.
President Ulysses S. Grant : Poor bastard.
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President Ulysses S. Grant : Thirty days is too long to give 'em. I'd change that. They'll bicker and debate and scratch their indecisive asses. And by the time they sober up, I'll be dead.
Maj. Bartholomew 'Butch' Cavendish : You may be right.
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Maj. Bartholomew 'Butch' Cavendish : Dale Wesley Stillwell. Robert Edward Gattlin. It is the finding of this military tribunal that you are in violation of the Articles of War, that your un-disciplinary conduct resulted in the failure of a military objective. Therefore, it is the pronouncement of this tribunal that you are to be executed by firing squad; forthwith. Mr. Perlmutter...
Perlmutter (Cavendish's lieutenant) : Sir?
Maj. Bartholomew 'Butch' Cavendish : Carry out the orders of the tribunal.
Perlmutter (Cavendish's lieutenant) : Yes, Sir.
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Maj. Bartholomew 'Butch' Cavendish : [to President Grant] I am Major Batholomew Cavendish. And you, Mr. President, are my prisoner.
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Maj. Bartholomew 'Butch' Cavendish : [Collins, secretly a member of the Cavendish Gang, is sent into Bryant's Gap to check for survivors among Dan Reid's posse -- whom Collins has just led into an ambush. When the rogue Ranger finds nobody alive, Butch suddenly pulls his own customized rifle; Collins is shot from his horse, but not killed. Butch rides his black stallion, Smoke, close past the fallen rogue] It would seem coincidental, even suspicious, if the only survivor wasn't wounded.
Ranger Collins : Sir! Very good, sir!
Maj. Bartholomew 'Butch' Cavendish : [with an approving smile] Maybe they'll give you a medal.
