Rannah Hayes:
Well, just exactly does my job call for?
Dick Braden: See that my patrons spend more money at the bar and lose more money at the table than they had intended to. You'll do this by treating every patron as if he were handsome and entertaining, and by regarding yourself as beautiful, desirable and approachable.
Dick Braden: See that my patrons spend more money at the bar and lose more money at the table than they had intended to. You'll do this by treating every patron as if he were handsome and entertaining, and by regarding yourself as beautiful, desirable and approachable.
Sheriff Cauthen:
Hey, take it easy. They ain't gonna run out of that stuff.
Jimmy Rapp: When I stop drinking, you start worrying.
Sheriff Cauthen: It's too late. I've already started worrying.
Jimmy Rapp: When I stop drinking, you start worrying.
Sheriff Cauthen: It's too late. I've already started worrying.
Sheriff Cauthen:
If you're in town by sundown tomorrow, I'm going to throw you in jail.
Jimmy Rapp: On what charge?
Sheriff Cauthen: Disturbin' my peace of mind.
Jimmy Rapp: On what charge?
Sheriff Cauthen: Disturbin' my peace of mind.
Sheriff Cauthen:
Let's have your gun.
Jimmy Rapp: I'm naked without it!
Sheriff Cauthen: It's all right. I won't arrest you for being naked.
Jimmy Rapp: I'm naked without it!
Sheriff Cauthen: It's all right. I won't arrest you for being naked.
Sheriff Cauthen:
Tell you what I'm gonna do, Wade. The minute I get you on the train, I'm going home to finish a quart of bourbon and go to bed. But until then I'm go to stay awake, sober... and nervous.
Brett Wade:
All right, what is it?
Doc Jameson: You know why you've been coughing so much lately? You never gave that wound time to heal properly. It's inflaming your lung.
Brett Wade: Is that a medical opinion or fact?
Doc Jameson: Oh, the way you go at it with whiskey, women and poker! It's a sucker's game!
Brett Wade: I always thought the game would end with one well-placed bullet.
Doc Jameson: Well, it still might... there are plenty of shooting days until Christmas.
Doc Jameson: You know why you've been coughing so much lately? You never gave that wound time to heal properly. It's inflaming your lung.
Brett Wade: Is that a medical opinion or fact?
Doc Jameson: Oh, the way you go at it with whiskey, women and poker! It's a sucker's game!
Brett Wade: I always thought the game would end with one well-placed bullet.
Doc Jameson: Well, it still might... there are plenty of shooting days until Christmas.
Brett Wade:
Allow me to introduce myself.
Rannah Hayes: I know who you are.
Brett Wade: By reputation?
Rannah Hayes: No, by your notoriety.
Rannah Hayes: I know who you are.
Brett Wade: By reputation?
Rannah Hayes: No, by your notoriety.
Brett Wade:
I was just listing my friends.
Sheriff Cauthen: What about your enemies?
Brett Wade: All my friends are my enemies. I hate 'em because I have to leave 'em.
Sheriff Cauthen: Yeah, that's the part I like best. You leaving.
Sheriff Cauthen: What about your enemies?
Brett Wade: All my friends are my enemies. I hate 'em because I have to leave 'em.
Sheriff Cauthen: Yeah, that's the part I like best. You leaving.
Brett Wade:
Look, Mr. Braden, I don't like the place you run in Socorro. Your cards are marked, your dice are loaded and your whiskey is watered.
Brett Wade:
What's your destination, Miss Hayes?
Rannah Hayes: Socorro.
Brett Wade: What's your destiny? Marriage?
Rannah Hayes: Yes.
Brett Wade: It's not the answer I was hoping for.
Rannah Hayes: Don't you believe in marriage?
Brett Wade: I once had many beliefs. One of them was marriage.
Rannah Hayes: Socorro.
Brett Wade: What's your destiny? Marriage?
Rannah Hayes: Yes.
Brett Wade: It's not the answer I was hoping for.
Rannah Hayes: Don't you believe in marriage?
Brett Wade: I once had many beliefs. One of them was marriage.
