Bobby: Clovis don't like to be touched.
Celia Bradley: When Mr. Stockley gets mad, he uses words I've never heard before.
Theodore Ogelvie: You know something, Amos?
Amos Tucker: Huh?
Theodore Ogelvie: We got to make a decision.
Amos Tucker: What?
Theodore Oglivie: Does the Hash Knife Outfit throw in its hand? Or do we go out in a blaze of glory?
Amos Tucker: Right! Uh, just what do you mean... blaze of glory?
Theodore Oglivie: Fighting till the last man's killed! What's it going to be, pard?
Amos Tucker: You know that jail in Santa Fe wasn't all that bad.
John Wintle: I'm leaving for San Francisco tonight.
Sheriff McCoy: San Francisco's loss is Quake City's gain.
Sheriff McCoy: You two couldn't steal candy from a baby without coming out on the short end.
Theodore: You and me been through a lot together, and although I climbed your hump once in a while, I - I just couldn't have asked for a better partner. If we meet again in that big roundup in the sky sometime, I'm gonna spread my blanket 'side of yours, just the same as always.
Amos: I'm gonna buy some new toes.
Sheriff Homer McCoy: If you need a haircut, Wintle, my barbershop's closed. If you're lookin' to sue somebody, my court's open every Tuesday. If you want the sheriff, I'm playin' poker. Deuces bet a dollar.
Amos: Uh, still aren't mad 'cause I shot you in the leg, are you, Frank?
Frank Stillwell: If I ever get within shootin' distance of that doggone Amos Tucker, he's gonna have winders where his ears was.
Bobby: We want you to have our gold nugget.
Amos: What gold nugget is that?
Bobby: The one you tried to steal.
Amos: Oh, that gold nugget.
Frank Stillwell: Anytime you got one of them down-home sheriffs, you always got a town full of vigilantes.
Theodore: You don't thank a man for hanging you, you leather-brained ignoramus.
Sheriff McCoy: That's two bits.
Barbershop Customer: But I've only got half a shave!
Sheriff McCoy: A whole shave's four bits. Now git before I fine you for loitering.
Sheriff McCoy: Dusty's a fine specimen of womanhood! I seen her get caught in a cloudburst once, and I wanna to tell you!
Sheriff Homer McCoy: OK, everybody sit down and shut up!
Donovan: You always kiss like that?
Dusty: I've been saving up.
Homer McCoy: Welcome to Quake City, Donovan. Looks like luck is against you.
Russell Donovan: Well, there's one good thing about luck - it always changes. And I got a feeling mine is just around the corner.
Bobby: Where's your friend?
Theodore: He better be in another county!
Dusty: Donovan? Yes you, you snake oil salesman! Are you coming out here or am I coming in there?
Russell Donovan: What's the matter, Dusty? Is there some trouble?
Dusty: Yes, there's trouble all right! And you're in it!
