Maverick: My old pappy always used to say, "there is no more deeply satisfying religious experience... than cheatin' on a cheater."
Zane Cooper: I never said that once. You've been misquoting me all your life.
Maverick: What, we're going to quibble over fine points?
Zane Cooper: You never even get close. Give me some credit.
Maverick: Well, now, I bring all sorts of plusses to the table. I hardly ever bluff and I never ever cheat.
Maverick: See that hawk? You know what it means?
Annabelle: No. What does it mean?
Maverick: Nothing. But you didn't know that did you?
Annabelle: Well, they're Indians. They probably just stole the ponies.
Maverick: Not everybody's like you, Mrs. Bransford.
Annabelle: What is it with you and Indians anyway?
Maverick: Oh, nothing. I try and shoot one a day, if possible, before noon. How 'bout you, Coop? I figure it's their fault for being on our land before we got here.
Annabelle: My, such splendid similarities. Now from the looks of things, I'll have the lady come in with some more hot water.
Annabelle: If I can't touch you, I can touch your shirt and dream.
Maverick: I don't know why I kept the rest of the money in the satchel, though.
Zane Cooper: I do.
Maverick: So do I. Sure will be a whole lot of fun getting it back.
Maverick: I've just noticed something.
Maverick: You can't help it can you? You are irresistible.
Angel: Almost got hung once myself. Didn't care for it much.
Annabelle: There isn't a Mrs. Maverick is there?
Maverick: Oh I'm sure I would have remembered.
Maverick: I've only got one gun, that's 6 bullets. They're six, that's 36 bullets. Maybe they've got two guns, that's 72 bullets, maybe they've got rifles.
Annabelle: You're babbling.
Maverick: No I wasn't.
Maverick: Lord... whatever I've done to piss you off... if you could just get me out of this and somehow let me know what it was I promise to rectify the situation.
Annabelle: What kind of animal are you?