Gallagher: Hey, sweetie.
Chip Pettengill: Sweetie? Is she our navigator or your girlfriend?
Gallagher: It's been a long flight.
Chip Pettengill: Certainly has.
Gallagher: Aw, man, I saw Elvis.
Simon Templar: Do you know what the worst part about being you is?
Ivan Tretiak: What.
Simon Templar: Pretending to be so bad in bed.
Ivan Tretiak: You son of the bitch.
Dr. Emma Russell: After all, you are my personal saint.
Simon Templar: You have to be a very good, and usually very dead person to become a saint. And more importantly, you need to work three miracles. Now, get to work.
Emma Russell: Who are you?
Simon Templar: Nobody has a clue. Least of all me.
Simon Templar: My name is Buro Houtenfaust. I was named for a Saint who was a very wealthy man. He had the wine, the women, the songs, the whole bit, and then inexplicably, took a vow of poverty and became a hermit. Ran off to live in the forest, in the nude.
Simon Templar: Allow me to introduce myself. My name is August Christopher. I was named for St. Augustan, who coined my favorite phrase, 'Give me chastity and give me constancy, but do not give it yet.'.
Frankie: The president's quarters are here... but there are many guards, so I suggest.
Simon Templar: What? An alternate route?
Frankie: Money.
Simon Templar: O' ye of little faith.
Simon Templar: I am Marin Depores. I am from Spain but I am named for a Peruvian Saint, who could cure the sick, or the injured, by the lying of hands.
Grandpa Sam Reaches: Knock it off! Knock it off! You remind me of a couple of old women.
Ray Levoi: He speaks English?
Walter Crow Horse: Yeah, only when he's really pissed off.
Ray Levoi: This land is not for sale.
Doc Holliday: Oh. Johnny, I apologize; I forgot you were there. You may go now.
Johnny Ringo: My fight's not with you, Holliday.
Doc Holliday: I beg to differ, sir. We started a game we never got to finish. "Play for Blood," remember?
Johnny Ringo: Oh that. I was just foolin' about.
Doc Holliday: I wasn't.
Turkey Creek Jack Johnson: Why you doin' this, Doc?
Doc Holliday: Because Wyatt Earp is my friend.
Turkey Creek Jack Johnson: Friend? Hell, I got lots of friends.
Doc Holliday: ...I don't.
Doc Holliday: I'm your huckleberry.
Doc Holliday: It's true, you are a good woman. Then again, you may be the antichrist.
Billy Clanton: Why, it's the drunk piano player. You're so drunk, you can't hit nothing. In fact, you're probably seeing double.
[He draws a knife, and Doc Holliday takes out a second gun.]
Doc Holliday: I have two guns, one for each of ya.
Ike Clanton: What is that Holliday? Twelve hands in a row? Ain't nobody that lucky.
Doc Holliday: Why Ike, whatever do you mean? Maybe poker's just not your game. I know! Let's have a spelling contest!
Doc Holliday: I have not yet begun to defile myself.
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