David Sumner: Jesus. I got 'em all.
Mic-T: A.A. analysis results are ready, Dr. Dutton.
Dr. Charles Dutton: Something's wrong. It's not registering.
Mic-T: Yes, it is, sir. It's just registering double-zero, double-zero.
Captain Henry: We must move on or the Injuns will start makin' our decisions for us.
Dr. Anton Phibes: Where can we find two better hemispheres, without sharp north, without declining west? My face in thine eye, thine in mine appears, and true plain hearts do in thee faces rest. Within twenty-four hours, my work will be finished, and then, my precious jewel, I will join you in your setting. We shall be reunited forever in a secluded corner of the great elysian field of the beautiful beyond.
The Kid: America, man! You know, it's so beautiful I wanta eat it.
Taylor Barton: If I'd know you were going to send this pipsqueak against a man like Swifty Morgan.
Colorado: Now look, Mr. Barton, I can't help it.
Taylor Barton: Don't take offense, lad. But after all, you've never killed anybody outside of this county. You're just local stuff.
Robin Hood: A good hunter never hurts puppies.