Field Marshal Gerd von Rundstedt: This is madness... madness... sheer madness! Major General Gunther Blumentritt: I just talked to General Jodl... the Fuhrer is awake. Field Marshal Gerd von Rundstedt: I don't care if he's awake or not! What about th...
Marshal Weathers: Can I help you? Charlie Prince: I think maybe a coach headed for here got itself held up in the canyon about ten miles back... Butterfield: God damn it. Charlie Prince: ...by Mr. Ben Wade himself. Marshal Weathers: How did you know ...
Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: I knew that was an elevated train. Marshal Biggs: Oh yeah big dog, you're never wrong.
Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: Doctor Nichols, you really want to help him? You really want to be his friend? Then you'll help us bring him in, unharmed. Dr. Charles Nichols: Why? So he can go back to prison? Tsk, tsk, tsk. If you want help, gentlemen...
[after Kimble jumps off of the dam] Marshal Biggs: Sam, are you out of your mind? He's dead. Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: That ought to make him easier to catch.
Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: Newman, get rid of the helicopter! Newman: Why? Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: 'Cause I don't want to get shot.
[last lines] Dr. Richard Kimble: I thought you didn't care? Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: I don't. [laughs] Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: Don't tell anybody, OK?
Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: Your cousin still got his truck? Cosmo Renfro: Uh huh. Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: Call him. Tell him we need it.
Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: Newman, what are you doing? Newman: I'm thinking. Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: Well, think me up a cup of coffee and a chocolate doughnut with some of those little sprinkles on top, while you're thinking.
Dr. Richard Kimble: They killed my wife. Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: I know it Richard. But it's over. [pauses and sighs] Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: You know I'm glad. I need the rest.
Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: That's my man! Det. Rosetti: Not anymore, he's not. He's going down. You don't help us, you stay the hell out! Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: Arrest us.
Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: So he showed up not dead yet. Let that be a lesson to you, boys and girls. Don't ever argue with the big dog, because the big dog is always right. Marshal Biggs: Woo-woo-woo-woof.
[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.
Field Marshal Model: What can you see? General Ludwig: Nothing. But they're going to try a river assault. Field Marshal Model: It will fail. General Ludwig: Of course. But what do we do if it doesn't?
[on the phone] Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: Well, Sir, Mr. Copeland was a bad man. He was gonna shoot one of my kids. [pauses] Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: Well, sir, you can blame me, I'm the one that shot him.
[at a weapons checkpoint, Strickland holds a shotgun on Tannen] Buford "Mad Dog" Tannen: Marshall Strickland. I didn't know you was back in town. Marshall Strickland: If you can't read the sign, Tannen, I presume you can read THIS.
Words of comfort, skillfully administered, are the oldest therapy known to man.
Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: [after taking credit for Kimble's saving of his partner and declaring all prisoners dead] Oh. Wow. Gee Whiz. Looky here. You know we're always fascinated when we find leg irons with no legs in them. Who held the keys sir...
[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 ...
Bart: [Mongo walks down the street past a mannequin-like, penny-arcade-style "gunslinger" - Bart's voice is distorted and seems to be coming from the penny-arcade machine] I'm the marshal in this here town, and you're nothin' but a big fat ferret. [M...
Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: Why did Richard Kimble kill his wife? Detective Kelly: He did it for the money. Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: What do you mean, he did it for the money? He's a doctor. He's already rich. Detective Kelly: But she was more...