Hec: Pretty majestical, aye?
Ricky Baker: I don't think that's a word.
Hec: Majestical? Sure it is.
Ricky Baker: Nah, it's not real.
Hec: What would you know?
Ricky Baker: It's majestic.
Hec: That doesn't sound very special, majestical's way better.
Ricky Baker: Trees. Birds. Rivers. Sky. / Running with my Uncle Hec / Living forever.
Ricky Baker: Shit just got real.
[Hec grabs Rifle.]
Hec: Yeah shit just got real.
Ricky Baker: Ricky town, population... Ricky.
Officer Andy: We're offering ten thousand dollars to anyone who can capture them, dead or alive.
Officer Andy: Oh. Alive. They should be alive.
Officer Andy: Oh look, he's giving a pig a piggyback ride.
Hec: I've been to prison.
Ricky Baker: Gangster! For what?
Ricky Baker: Double gangster! You need a teardrop tattoo.
Ricky Baker: It was a relaxing song... and a relaxing sausage.
Ricky Baker: He's molestering me.
Minister: You know, sometimes in life it seems like there's no way out. Like a sheep trapped in a maze designed by wolves.
Minister: You would think Jesus. I thought Jesus the first time I came across that door. It's not Jesus. It's another door. And guess what's on the other side of that door? Yeah, Jesus. He's tricky like that, Jesus.