Cy Whittaker: If brains were leather, Philo Sandine couldn't saddle a bug.
Philo Sandeen: My people have a saying which sums it up rather nicely... Hawk-a-hey.
Bret Maverick: Hawk-a-hey?
Philo Sandeen: It's a good day to die. Adios, pilgrim.
Ramsey Bass: I was worried you wouldn't make it, Maverick.
Bret Maverick: Well, Bass, now you can start worrying that I did.
[Bass robs Maverick]
Ramsey Bass: You make your deposit, Maverick, and I'll make my withdraw.
Bret Maverick: Boy, it's getting bad when you have to con your own horse for a ride.
Philo Sandeen: My people have a custom: when you save a life, you own that life. I am your servant. I am your brother.
Bret Maverick: I already have a brother and I don't want a servant... particularly some bogus Indian who thinks he's Sitting Bull!
Philo Sandeen: Standing Bear! And my life belong to you.
Bret Maverick: I don't want it!
Philo Sandeen: You got it, pilgrim!
Elijah Crow: Pay no attention to Sheriff Guthrie. He's just a little bit bitter because he's about to become a footnote in Sweetwater's past.
Tom Guthrie: Well, there's no law against buying votes. Some of the folks around here need the money more than they need the choice. That's just the way it's done now. Now if you'll excuse me...
Rodney Catlow: Well, M.L. says you should give longer speeches.
Tom Guthrie: So she has told me more than once. Speech-making and hand-shaking don't have anything to do with being a good sheriff. When I came to this town, they didn't even have elections. I ran off the Bannavich Gang and they hired me. It was as simple as that. Now a man has to kiss babies... among other things.
Doc Holiday: You know, the worse thing about a reputation is you can't outrun the thing. The press never lets up. They're on a body like stink on a dead man.
Mary Lou Springer, Publisher Sweetwater Territorian: Some people have no shame.
Bret Maverick: That's because others have enough for everybody.
[Bret and Mary Lou are trapped in a cross-fire]
Bret Maverick: Well, they got us pinned flater than a brown tick on a white dog.
[Mary Lou follows Bret and Tom to the showdown]
Bret Maverick: What's she doing out there?
Tom Guthrie: I made the mistake of telling her she couldn't come.
Rodney Catlow: It's him. It's him! M.L. M.L. M.L.!
[M.L. tries to take a picture of Maverick and his friends underneath the ranch's new sign]
Mary Lou Springer, Publisher Sweetwater Territorian: Come on, Bret, get into the spirit of things. Smile!
[in the next shot, Mary Lou discovers Maverick hid his face behind a shovel]
Tom Guthrie: For a man who hates violence, you came pretty well heeled.
Bret Maverick: With Ramsey Bass around, I don't want more of that violence happening to me.
Tom Guthrie: Besides, if I go ridin' off with him on some lost cause, who's to keep 'em from stuffin' the ballot box with votes for Dowd? I gotta stay in town, M.L., to protect my job.
Mary Lou Springer, Publisher Sweetwater Territorian: I thought your job was protecting people!
Bret Maverick: Pappy always told me to stay clear of men who promise no regrets and here I am throwin' a rope to one.