[when his Deputy Sheriff, his last hope of help, deserts him] Will: Go on home to your kids, Herb.
High NoonDesert Aire Manager: Did you not hear me? I can't give out no intformation regarding our residents.
No Country for Old MenTick: [to Felicia] Is it true when you were born the doctor turned around and slapped your mother?
The Adventures of Priscilla, Queen of the DesertTick: What do you assume I do? Lie? Marion: Assumption, my dear Mitz, is the mother of all fuck-ups.
The Adventures of Priscilla, Queen of the DesertUncle Barrie: [to young Adam] Uncle Barrie's penie-pie is caught in the drain. Get mummy! Get mummy!
The Adventures of Priscilla, Queen of the DesertFelicia: [to Tick] You haven't got any kids stashed away out there as well have you?
The Adventures of Priscilla, Queen of the Desert