Marshal Curly Wilcox: Come busting in here - you'd think we were being attacked! You can find another wife. Chris: Sure I can find another wife. But she take my rifle and my horse. Oh, I'll never sell her. I love her so much. I beat her with a whip a...
Henry Gatewood: [clutching valise with embezzled funds] I can't get over the impertinence of that young lieutenant. I'll make it warm for that shake-tail! I'll report him to Washington - we pay taxes to the government and what do we get? Not even pro...
[the telegraph breaks off in mid-message] Capt. Sickel: Well? What's wrong? Telegraph operator: The line went dead, sir. Capt. Sickel: What have you got here? Telegraph operator: Only the first word, sir. Capt. Sickel: (reading) Geronimo.
[last lines] Dr. Josiah Boone: Well, they're saved from the blessings of civilization. Marshal Curly Wilcox: Yeah. [laughs] Marshal Curly Wilcox: Doc, I'll buy you a drink. Dr. Josiah Boone: Just one.
Henry, the Ringo Kid: Well, there are some things a man just can't run away from.
Dallas: Well, you gotta live no matter what happens.
Ringo Kid: Well, I guess you can't break out of prison and into society in the same week.
Ringo Kid: You may need me and this Winchester, Curly. Saw a ranch house burnin' last night.
[Lt. Blanchard has just informed the stagecoach occupants that the cavalry will not escort them to Lordsburg] Marshal Curly Wilcox: This stage is going to Lordsburg. If you think it ain't safe to ride along with us, I figure we can get there without ...
Henry Gatewood: So you're the notorious Ringo Kid. The Ringo Kid: My friends just call me Ringo - nickname I had as a kid. Right name's Henry.
The Ringo Kid: That was my kid brother that broke his arm. You did a good job, Doc, even if you were drunk. Dr. Josiah Boone: Thank you, son. Professional compliments are always pleasing.
Marshal Curly Wilcox: Now folks, if we push on we can be in Apache Wells by sundown. Soldiers there will give us an escort as far as the ferry. Then it's only a hoot and a holler into Lordsburg. We got four men who can handle firearms - five with you...
[the stagecoach occupants vote on whether to continue without a cavalry escort] Marshal Curly Wilcox: You, Doc? Dr. Josiah Boone: I'm not only a philosopher, sir, I'm a fatalist. Somewhere, sometime, there may be the right bullet or the wrong bottle ...
[Mrs. Mallory, a passenger, has just given birth] Buck: Hey, Curly, do you think I oughta charge Mrs. Mallory's baby half fare?
Dr. Josiah Boone: I'll take that shotgun, Luke. Luke Plummer: You'll take it in the belly if you don't get out of my way. Dr. Josiah Boone: I'll have you indicted for murder if you step outside with that shotgun. Luke Plummer: [throws the shotgun on ...
Ed (editor): McCoy! Billy, kill that story about the Republican Convention in Chicago and take this down: "The Ringo Kid was killed on Main Street in Lordsburg tonight. And among the additional dead were..." Leave that blank for a spell. McCoy, types...
Dr. Josiah Boone: Jerry, I'll admit as one man to another that, economically, I haven't been of much value to you. But do you suppose you could put one on credit? Jerry (bartender): If talk was money, Doc, you'd be the best customer I got.
Buck: If I was you, I'd let them shoot it out. Marshal Curly Wilcox: Let who? Buck: Luke Plummer and the Kid. There would be a lot more peace in this territory if that Luke Plummer had so many holes in him he couldn't hold his liquor.
