Sherrif Bullard: Don't ever do nothin' like this again. Don't come back up here. Bobby: You don't have to worry about that, Sheriff.
J.T.: Alright, but you gotta take this recipe to the grave. Sheriff Hague: I think I can god damn guarantee that.
[when his Deputy Sheriff, his last hope of help, deserts him] Will: Go on home to your kids, Herb.
Virginia McCain: We got a phone call? Busy morning. Sheriff John T. 'Buster' McCain: Yeah. Work, work, work.
Sheriff John T. 'Buster' McCain: [Reading from one of the Misery books] There is a judge higher than that of man, I will be judged by Him.
[last lines] Sheriff McClelland: Good shot! OK, he's dead; let's go get 'im. That's another one for the fire.
Sheriff McClelland: Boy, somebody had a cookout here. Vince, Posse gunman: Yeah, it sure looks like it, Tom.
Sue Barlow: You're a disgrace, Marshal Poole. You always have been. Sheriff Poole: I know it. That's just the way it is.
[as a noose is flung over Pete] Sheriff Cooley: Stairway to heaven. We shall all meet by and by.
[last lines] Stumpy: You think I'll ever get to be a sheriff? Dude: Not unless you mind your own business. [Stumpy cackles]
Sheriff of Nottingham: Howdy, Friar! Well, it looks like I dropped in just in time! Father Saxton: What does that big-bellied bully want here?
Andy: You must choose, Sheriff Woody. How shall she die? Shark, or death by monkeys?
Sheriff John Behan: You are all under arrest. Wyatt Earp: I don't think I'm going to allow you to arrest us today, Behan.
Doc Holliday: Sheriff, allow me to present a pair of fellow sophisticates. Turkey Creek Jack Johnson and Texas Jack Vermillion. Mind your ear, Creek.
I get a lot of calls from families and people who have served time and they say, 'Thank you, Sheriff. I hate the tents.' That's music to my ears.
From "Lunchtime At The Justice Cafe" : The waitress snarled a grin that lasted just long enough to show a mouthful of stained yellowed teeth, then turned suddenly serious. “‘Course I’m not the one to talk about these folks, I ‘spose. You see,...
Rory's big labradoodle made a snap judgement that Frankie was everything her life had been missing up until now. She flung herself into the girl's arms, wiggling and whining, a shaggy mass of chocolate-colored enthusiasm. "Mistral likes you, I see." ...
I put a lot into it, and when I am done playing, I plan on going undercover and then being the sheriff or chief of police somewhere, either Miami or Orlando, I don't know yet.
The border sheriffs are locally elected. They're accountable. They know the territory and the people. And they can respond the most quickly to what is a real national security emergency, because the border is unprotected.
After I outlined 'Catering to Nobody,' I went and worked for a caterer. And the other thing I had to do was to talk to the Jefferson County Sheriff's Department about how they investigated a crime.
Sheriff Dan Shaw: Billy, he wasn't a loved man. He didn't have much personality and what he did have was all bad.
