Clarissa Saunders: I'm still asking myself, what is he? Animal, vegetable or mineral?
Diz Moore: Maybe he's an oyster.
Harry Faversham: In England, the white feather is the mark of a coward.
Dr. Harraz: Ah, I see. Then why worry? Be a coward and be happy.
Harry Faversham: No, Doctor. I have been a coward, and I wasn't happy.
Sgt. Archibald Cutter: Now you're all under arrest. Her Majesty's very touchy about having her subjects strangled.
Rusty Hart: Well, well. So this is Dodge City, huh? Sort of smells like Fort Worth, don't it?
Wade Hatton: Oh, that's not the city you smell. That's you! We better get you to a bathtub before somebody shoots you for a buffalo.
Dallas: Well, you gotta live no matter what happens.
Baron Wolf von Frankenstein: It appears that my father thought that he could extract from lightning some super-violet ray of life-giving properties.
Sherlock Holmes: Elementary, my dear Watson.
Anita Halstead: What if the parachute didn't open?
Tony Halstead: Darling, all parachutes are guaranteed to open. If it doesn't, they give you a new one.
Heathcliff: If you ever looked at me once with what I know is in you, I'd be your slave. Cathy, if your heart were only stronger than your dull fear of God and the world, I'd live contented, silently in your shadow. But No. You must destroy us both with that weakness you call virtue.
Dr. Kassell: My congratulations, Kranz. It makes me feel like I'm really in Berlin.
Hintze: We should begin to train them with rifles, revolvers, guns.
Kranz: They are trained.
Slim: I wish somebody'd shoot me when I get old.
Eddie Bartlett: One thing, Lloyd. They tell me your boss is building a case against our old friend, George.
Lloyd Hart: The case is already built, Eddie.
Eddie Bartlett: Yeah, well, you remember what he said would happen if you ever told what you knew about him?
Lloyd Hart: I remember.
Eddie Bartlett: So does he.
Benito Juarez: Virte is a formidable weapon in the hands of an enemy.