Alex Flood:
There's still time to buy you a last drink.
Dolan: Only minutes ahead of a rope makes swallowing too tough.
Dolan: Only minutes ahead of a rope makes swallowing too tough.
Alex Flood:
Why don't you just leave town the way you came in - tomorrow... about nine or ten o'clock.
Dolan: Whatever is best.
Alex Flood: Nine o'clock - it's earlier.
Dolan: Whatever is best.
Alex Flood: Nine o'clock - it's earlier.
Dolan:
Ma'am, do you know what you do when you walk into a bad bar and the hairs on the back of your neck stick up? You get your drink, you pay for it, you turn around, and you walk out.
Molly Lang: And this is a "bad bar"?
Dolan: Yes, ma'am, Jericho is a "bad bar".
Molly Lang: And this is a "bad bar"?
Dolan: Yes, ma'am, Jericho is a "bad bar".
Dolan:
The way I look at it, a man starts choking a woman is looking to go to hell in a hurry. All I did was oblige him.
Ben Hickman:
The difference between an amateur and a professional: a professional figures out a way to cut down the odds before he makes his move.
Molly Lang:
Mr. Dolan, if you can't handle whiskey, you shouldn't drink.
Dolan: [With quizzical look on his face] Who put who to bed last night?... Hmm?
Dolan: [With quizzical look on his face] Who put who to bed last night?... Hmm?