- Rose Delvecchio: Eddie's got those gentle eyes, you know?
- Carol Delvecchio: Yeah, he sure does. I wonder if he's circumcised.
- Ramsey Hogan: You two were the unfortunate results of recreational fucking, back when fucking was fun.
- Matt Hogan: Jeez...
- Ramsey Hogan: Get over it.
- Johnny Sixtoes: I wanna tell you about the craziest white man I ever knew. We go back, Eddie and me. I read your postcard and it said you were sending me a gift.
- [nods to Eddie's motorcycle]
- Johnny Sixtoes: Is that it?
- Eddie Lomax: Yeah!
- Johnny Sixtoes: I appreciate it, Eddie. I really do. I always loved that bike.
- Eddie Lomax: Sorry it broke down.
- Johnny Sixtoes: Hey, it's an old Indian just like me. It's not the end of the world. What are you gonna do, man, kill yourself?
- Eddie Lomax: [takes out a Colt .45 and cocks it] That's what I'm here for, Johnny.
- Johnny Sixtoes: Postcard didn't say when you were coming. So I lit a fire. I've been watching for you.
- Eddie Lomax: [in a drunken state, Eddie loads another clip into his pistol and calls out to Johnny] You know why I came to see you?
- Johnny Sixtoes: [smiles] I've got a pretty good idea, amigo.
- Eddie Lomax: [Eddie begins reminiscing about the days of the war and all the people he killed] What good did we do? Nothing! We used to do it real good, Johnny! Killing... the memories. They haunt me, Johnny!
- [Eddie cocks his pistol again and fires three shots into the air, while shouting]
- Eddie Lomax: I killed them, Johnny!
- Johnny Sixtoes: That's why you got the medal, Eddie.
- Eddie Lomax: Hey! I had this dream about the Devil. He reserved a whole floor of Hell just for me, Johnny. What do you think about that?
- [fires a shot into the air and chuckles wickedly]
- Johnny Sixtoes: Tell me more about your dream, Eddie.
- Eddie Lomax: [sits down on the ground] Oh! My dream. I think about it a lot, Johnny. I think about it a lot. Checking out! Finito... Enough.
- [holds up pistol and shows it to Johnny]
- Eddie Lomax: That's why I'm here, Johnny... to kill myself.
- [Eddie then lays back on the ground with a look of misery on his face and whispers silently]
- Eddie Lomax: I need your okay. I need your okay, man.
- Johnny Sixtoes: [sees the Hogan's truck approaching] Eddie... you may not need my okay.