Young Guns II (1990)
Kiefer Sutherland: Doc Scurlock
Josiah Gordon "Doc" Scurlock : You son of a bitch! You're starting to believe what they're writing about you, aren't you? Let me tell you what you really are! You rode a 15 year old boy straight to his grave, and the rest of us straight to hell... straight to hell! William H. Bonney! You are *not* a god!
[cocks his gun and points it at Billy]
William H. Bonney : Why don't you pull the trigger and find out?
William H. Bonney : Dave, it's your gang.
Arkansas Dave Rudabaugh : What?
William H. Bonney : It's your gang. You lead us out.
Arkansas Dave Rudabaugh : No, it's your gang, it's always been your gang.
William H. Bonney : Don't cross me, Dave...
Josiah Gordon "Doc" Scurlock : [interrupting them] Billy! Let's finish the game.
Josiah Gordon "Doc" Scurlock : Here.
[Tosses Billy a pocket watch]
Josiah Gordon "Doc" Scurlock : It's from New York. It's for the horse.
William H. Bonney : Why that horse ain't for sale Doc, but how about my boots? They're nice and broke in and...
[Doc kicks him]
Josiah Gordon "Doc" Scurlock : You son of a bitch!
William H. Bonney : [is admitting the truth] You know what the Mexican Blackbird is?
Hendry French : It's a broken trail that leads to Old Mexico.
William H. Bonney : [shakes head] It's a half black, half Mexican whore...
Josiah Gordon "Doc" Scurlock : [nervous] So... you named the trail after her, right?
William H. Bonney : [remains silent, looking away from everyone]
Josiah Gordon "Doc" Scurlock : [realization and anger appear on his face] There is no broken trail to Old Mexico is there?
[Doc recites a poem]
Hooker : That was heavenly. Who wrote it.
Josiah Gordon "Doc" Scurlock : Josiah "Doc" Scurlock.
Hooker : Who the hell is that?