Mize:
Those dime novels which do nothing but glorify their subjects are a thing of the past, Mr. Earp. Now, my publisher wants the facts behind the legend; the real Wyatt Earp, warts and all, Mr. Marshal.
Marshal Wyatt Earp: I don't know that warts is how I want to be remembered, Mr. Mize.
Marshal Wyatt Earp: I don't know that warts is how I want to be remembered, Mr. Mize.
Cheyenne:
Life's an adventure. Things have been pretty quiet for me lately. Good to get the old heart pumping again.
Brady Hawkes:
Looks like I found some military firepower down here.
Cheyenne: The grenades? Sure, I don't reckon the army would mind giving us a hand.
Cheyenne: The grenades? Sure, I don't reckon the army would mind giving us a hand.
Brady Hawkes:
Lucas McCain. You haven't slowed down a bit, have you?
Lucas McCain: I'm doing the best I can.
Lucas McCain: I'm doing the best I can.
The Director:
Mark.
Mark McCain: Yes, sir?
The Director: Put on the mask. Put it on.
Mark McCain: You mean...
The Director: Yes, I mean put on the mask.
[hands Mark the Lone Ranger mask]
Mark McCain: Yes, sir?
The Director: Put on the mask. Put it on.
Mark McCain: You mean...
The Director: Yes, I mean put on the mask.
[hands Mark the Lone Ranger mask]
The Director:
They've sent us another actor over here who can't even ride.
Mark McCain: Well, they all say that they can't wear the mask and ride at the same time.
The Director: That doesn't matter. The sun is out.
Mark McCain: Well, they all say that they can't wear the mask and ride at the same time.
The Director: That doesn't matter. The sun is out.
Sir Colin:
Sorry to do this to you on your home ground, old boy. But then again, there's no good place for defeat.
