Cimarron Quotes
[reading the question Dulcey wrote on a dime novel]
Marshal Jim Crown: Gunfighter, gambler, lawyer? No, Miss - Marshal.
Marshal Jim Crown: Gunfighter, gambler, lawyer? No, Miss - Marshal.
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Angus MacGregor: Go on, get on before my trigger finger decides to make you dead as well as despicable.
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Bill Doolin: I've got a rule of my own that might do you good to remember: there will be no killing unless it's forced upon us.
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[caption at the beginning of the film]
Caption: In 1889, President Harrison opened the vast Indian Oklahoma Lands for white settlement... 2,000,000 acres free for the taking, poor and rich pouring in, swarming across the border, waiting for the starting gun, at noon, April 22nd.
Caption: In 1889, President Harrison opened the vast Indian Oklahoma Lands for white settlement... 2,000,000 acres free for the taking, poor and rich pouring in, swarming across the border, waiting for the starting gun, at noon, April 22nd.
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[Dobie toasts Ted Carson, the Sonora Kid]
Dobie: The Sonora Kid is a gentle lamb / His fleece is black as snow...
[Ted shoots the whiskey bottle out of Dobie's hand]
Ted Carson: Nobody asked your opinion.
Dobie: What's eatin' you?
Ted Carson: I don't like your brand of humor. Next time, I'll aim at your funny bone.
Dobie: The Sonora Kid is a gentle lamb / His fleece is black as snow...
[Ted shoots the whiskey bottle out of Dobie's hand]
Ted Carson: Nobody asked your opinion.
Dobie: What's eatin' you?
Ted Carson: I don't like your brand of humor. Next time, I'll aim at your funny bone.
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[Pinky introduces himself to the new marshal]
Pinky Snyder: Pinky Snyder - M.D., D.V.M. and D.V.G., P.D.Q. and C.O.D., and T.N.T.
McCord: Why, whittled down to size, that sounds like a pill peddler.
Pinky Snyder: Shucks, how'd you guess?
Pinky Snyder: Pinky Snyder - M.D., D.V.M. and D.V.G., P.D.Q. and C.O.D., and T.N.T.
McCord: Why, whittled down to size, that sounds like a pill peddler.
Pinky Snyder: Shucks, how'd you guess?
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[commenting on the horses Eva has provided]
Lobo: Couple of days ride and they'll be crow bait.
Eva: Couple of days and you'll be at the border. Take my advice, cross over. You stink of bounty!
Bill Baylor: Nobody hangs my brother.
Lobo: Couple of days ride and they'll be crow bait.
Eva: Couple of days and you'll be at the border. Take my advice, cross over. You stink of bounty!
Bill Baylor: Nobody hangs my brother.
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[Crown killed Darcy after the outlaw shot Grimes]
Kid: He always said the devil takes care of his own.
Marshal Jim Crown: Yeah, he might be findin' out right about now.
Malachi Grimes: Boys, you midnd seein' that I don't find out?
Kid: He always said the devil takes care of his own.
Marshal Jim Crown: Yeah, he might be findin' out right about now.
Malachi Grimes: Boys, you midnd seein' that I don't find out?
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[Dulcey treats MacGregor's bullet wound]
MacGregor: Behind the bar, lass, there's a bottle of my private stock.
Dulcey Coopersmith: Your private stock's not going to help this.
MacGregor: It's me, the inner man, that needs help!
MacGregor: Behind the bar, lass, there's a bottle of my private stock.
Dulcey Coopersmith: Your private stock's not going to help this.
MacGregor: It's me, the inner man, that needs help!
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[first lines]
Angus MacGregor: The pride of the railroad police preparing your usual hearty welcome for the knights of the road.
[Ragan taps his baton meaninfully into the palm of his hand]
Ragan: Just going to collect a few fares.
[reading names off the railroad's water tower]
Angus MacGregor: Skysail Jack, Cincy Red, Chicago Sam - from the look of the register, I'd say you missed a few the last month or two. Aye, perish forbid one poor devil should ride the luxury of a freight car for a single mile without giving the railroad its due. Tell me, Ragan, where do prefer to punch their tickets - over their head or across their kidney?
Ragan: Well, I ain't choosy. Either way, they pay good.
Angus MacGregor: The pride of the railroad police preparing your usual hearty welcome for the knights of the road.
[Ragan taps his baton meaninfully into the palm of his hand]
Ragan: Just going to collect a few fares.
[reading names off the railroad's water tower]
Angus MacGregor: Skysail Jack, Cincy Red, Chicago Sam - from the look of the register, I'd say you missed a few the last month or two. Aye, perish forbid one poor devil should ride the luxury of a freight car for a single mile without giving the railroad its due. Tell me, Ragan, where do prefer to punch their tickets - over their head or across their kidney?
Ragan: Well, I ain't choosy. Either way, they pay good.
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[last lines]
Marshal Jim Crown: Dulcey, I hate to tell you this...
Dulcey Coopersmith: But it's the wrong time of year to plant rutabagas.
Marshal Jim Crown: Mm-hmm.
Dulcey Coopersmith: Well, you're wrong, Mr. Crown. Any man who give up ten thousand dollars to save a switch-tailed, ram-squaddled skunk has a very green thumb.
Marshal Jim Crown: Dulcey, I hate to tell you this...
Dulcey Coopersmith: But it's the wrong time of year to plant rutabagas.
Marshal Jim Crown: Mm-hmm.
Dulcey Coopersmith: Well, you're wrong, Mr. Crown. Any man who give up ten thousand dollars to save a switch-tailed, ram-squaddled skunk has a very green thumb.
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Dulcey Coopersmith: Do you know a man named Purcell? Logan Purcell?
Francis Wilde: Do we! He's a tough customer.
Angus MacGregor: Aye, and that bunch of ruffians he runs with - very unpleasant indeed.
Dulcey Coopersmith: Outlaws?
Francis Wilde: Sort of like Quantrill's Raiders.
Angus MacGregor: But smaller and meaner. For years they've been hitting every isolated Indian village in the Outlet, leeching off their food and hides.
Dulcey Coopersmith: And now their blood.
Francis Wilde: Do we! He's a tough customer.
Angus MacGregor: Aye, and that bunch of ruffians he runs with - very unpleasant indeed.
Dulcey Coopersmith: Outlaws?
Francis Wilde: Sort of like Quantrill's Raiders.
Angus MacGregor: But smaller and meaner. For years they've been hitting every isolated Indian village in the Outlet, leeching off their food and hides.
Dulcey Coopersmith: And now their blood.
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Dulcey Coopersmith: Good morning!
Marshal Jim Crown: Mornin'.
Dulcey Coopersmith: Oh, let me put it another way. "Good morning, Marshal Crown, sir!"
Marshal Jim Crown: I'd shoot the Bluebird of Happiness if it squawked as loud as you.
Marshal Jim Crown: Mornin'.
Dulcey Coopersmith: Oh, let me put it another way. "Good morning, Marshal Crown, sir!"
Marshal Jim Crown: I'd shoot the Bluebird of Happiness if it squawked as loud as you.
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Dulcey Coopersmith: Is it very dangerous?
MacGregor: Lead's always dangerous. Whiskey's the cure!
MacGregor: Lead's always dangerous. Whiskey's the cure!
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Dulcey Coopersmith: Well, what time will you be back?
Marshal Jim Crown: By the middle of your second dream. Now go on back to bed, Biscuit.
Marshal Jim Crown: By the middle of your second dream. Now go on back to bed, Biscuit.
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Kid: Lookin' for a job?
Francis Wilde: Nope - lookin' for gold.
Kid: Gold in the Cherokee Strip?
Francis Wilde: Well, why not?
Kid: I never heard of a trace of it found around here.
Francis Wilde: Well, they never heard of gold in California until they discovered it.
Francis Wilde: Nope - lookin' for gold.
Kid: Gold in the Cherokee Strip?
Francis Wilde: Well, why not?
Kid: I never heard of a trace of it found around here.
Francis Wilde: Well, they never heard of gold in California until they discovered it.
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Malachi Grimes: Anyhow, you gotta admit that I'm right about one thing and that's where a man gets.
Kid: Yeah, I guess so.
Malachi Grimes: Tell me, boy - how are you plannin' on makin' the trip?
Kid: Yeah, I guess so.
Malachi Grimes: Tell me, boy - how are you plannin' on makin' the trip?
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Marshal Jim Crown: What's west of here?
Bartender: Rattlesnakes, tarantulas, gila monsters - no game, no cattle, no people.
Marshal Jim Crown: And beyond that?
Bartender: And beyond that, nothing but waste. The old Indian gods go there to die.
Marshal Jim Crown: One place to die is good as another.
Bartender: Rattlesnakes, tarantulas, gila monsters - no game, no cattle, no people.
Marshal Jim Crown: And beyond that?
Bartender: And beyond that, nothing but waste. The old Indian gods go there to die.
Marshal Jim Crown: One place to die is good as another.
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Marshal Jim Crown: You're going to have to enter a plea and stand trial and all sorts of nonsensical things. Now it doesn't matter one lick whether your name is Dinglebob McQueen or Matthew Mark Lukenjohn - you shot a parson in a back alley on the Fourth of July. You're in for a couple of inconveniences.
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Mrs. Tracy Wyatt: One of my ancestors was a signer of the Declaration of Independence.
Sol Levy: That's all right. A relative of mine, a fellow named Moses, wrote the Ten Commandments.
Sol Levy: That's all right. A relative of mine, a fellow named Moses, wrote the Ten Commandments.
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Nathan Tio: He's not the first man to be killed in the West, nor will he be the last. And that, my dear Miss Coopersmith, is a truth as bald as the mountains and as bare as the desert.
Dulcey Coopersmith: How can a man like you talk about the truth?
Nathan Tio: This is a land of truth. You have come out here as serene and starched and fresh from Sunday school and set up a tea room in the middle of a bonfire, and Crown has coddled you into believing it could be done. Well, welcome to the West, Miss Coopersmith. You have been dreaming in the lion's den and now the lion is dead and this is the day of the jackal.
Dulcey Coopersmith: How can a man like you talk about the truth?
Nathan Tio: This is a land of truth. You have come out here as serene and starched and fresh from Sunday school and set up a tea room in the middle of a bonfire, and Crown has coddled you into believing it could be done. Well, welcome to the West, Miss Coopersmith. You have been dreaming in the lion's den and now the lion is dead and this is the day of the jackal.
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Spirit: I had been waiting so long to run free, but that goodbye was harder than I ever imagined. I'll never forget that boy and how we won back our freedom together.
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Spirit: My heart galloped through the skies that night- back to my herd, where I belonged. I wondered if they missed me as much as I missed them.
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Spirit: My heart galloped through the skies that night- back to my herd, where I belonged. I wondered if they missed me as much as I missed them.
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Ted Carson: Dobie and Shad should be waitin' for us at the top of the grade.
McCord: You know, kid, I've just been thinkin'. What's the use of us playing Santa Claus?
Ted Carson: Whaddya mean?
McCord: Why split the gold four ways when you don't have to?
Ted Carson: Sure, that's only good arithmetic!
McCord: You know, kid, I've just been thinkin'. What's the use of us playing Santa Claus?
Ted Carson: Whaddya mean?
McCord: Why split the gold four ways when you don't have to?
Ted Carson: Sure, that's only good arithmetic!
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The Colonel: There are those in Washington who believe the West will never be settled, the Northern Pacific Railroad will never breach Nebraska, a hostile Lakota will never submit to providence. And it is that kind of small-minded thinking that say this horse will never be tamed. Discipline, time, and patience are the three great levelers.
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