Joe Buck: I only get carsick on boats.
Ratso Rizzo: You know, in my own place, my name ain't Ratso. I mean, it just so happens that in my own place my name is Enrico Salvatore Rizzo.
Joe Buck: Well, I can't say all that.
Ratso Rizzo: Rico, then.
Ratso Rizzo: Excuse my vulgarity.
Cass: You were gonna ask me for money? Who the hell do you think you're dealing with, some old slut on 42nd Street? In case you didn't happen to notice it, ya big Texas longhorn bull, I'm one helluva gorgeous chick.
Joe Buck: Uh, well, sir, I ain't a f'real cowboy. But I am one helluva stud.
Joe Buck: John Wayne! Are you tryin' to tell me he's a fag?
Ratso Rizzo: You didn't kill him, did you?
Joe Buck: I don't want to talk about it.
Ratso Rizzo: The two basic items necessary to sustain life, are sunshine and coconut milk... didya know that?
Annie - Texas: You're the only one, Joe. You're the only one.
Gretel McAlbertson: Why are you stealing food?
Ratso Rizzo: I was just, uh, noticing that you're out of salami. I think you oughtta have somebody go over to the delicatessen, you know, bring some more back.
Gretel McAlbertson: Gee, well, you know, it's free. You don't have to steal it.
Ratso Rizzo: Well, if it's free, then I ain't stealin'.
Sally Buck: You look real nice, lover boy, real nice. Make your old grandma proud. You're gonna be the best-looking cowboy in the whole parade.
Answer: Probably not. The man was a masochist who derived sexual pleasure from being physically abused. Joe apparently crammed the phone receiver into the man's mouth and left, unknown if he died from it or not.