Adventures of Wild Bill Hickok

[first lines]

Deputy Marshal Jingles:
So long, Clem. Don't shoot any wooden Indians!

Deputy Marshal Jingles:
Have a jelly bean.

Stopes:
I never touch 'em before noon.

[referring to an old prospector whose maniac laughter announces his appearance]

Deputy Marshal Jingles:
Where did that old crow bait come from - out from under a rock or through it?

U.S. Marshal Wild Bill Hickok:
Don't tell me you believe in ghosts.

Deputy Marshal Jingles:
Well, I don't exactly believe in 'em and I don't exactly not believe in 'em - and I don't care to prove the point, either way.

[after shooting an outlaw in a ghost town]

Deputy Marshal Jingles:
Finally found something around here I could see *and* hear.

[last lines]

Deputy Marshal Jingles:
Jelly bean?

U.S. Marshal Wild Bill Hickok:
No, thanks.

[offering his bag of candy to Stopes]

Deputy Marshal Jingles:
I had these sent out special from Kansas City... Oh, that's right. You never touch 'em before noon.

[Bill and Jingles break out laughing]

U.S. Marshal Wild Bill Hickok:
Mount up.

[after trailing the outlaws to a ghost town, Bill gets off his horse and lays in the grass]

Deputy Marshal Jingles:
What are you waitin' for, better weather?

U.S. Marshal Wild Bill Hickok:
Nightfall.

Deputy Marshal Jingles:
Nightfall!

U.S. Marshal Wild Bill Hickok:
You don't want to go down into that town in broad daylight, do you?

Deputy Marshal Jingles:
Well, if I had to - which I don't - I'd heap rather do it in the daytime.

U.S. Marshal Wild Bill Hickok:
And risk a possible ambush by those outlaws?

Deputy Marshal Jingles:
Better than bein' bushwhacked by banshees.

Jingles:
Hey! Do you speak English?

Taloga:
Of course! And if you would be interested in learning the rudiments of your native tongue, I would be very glad to teach you.

Jingles:
Ugh.

[Wild Bill rescues Jingles from a lynch mob]

U.S. Marshal James Butler Wild Bill Hickok:
What are you doin' up there, Jingles?

Deputy Marshal Jingles:
What am I doin'? I'm getting' *hung*!

U.S. Marshal James Butler Wild Bill Hickok:
On government time?

Deputy Marshal Jingles:
Awful quiet.

U.S. Marshal James Butler Wild Bill Hickok:
Yeah - too quiet.

[last lines]

[Jingles has repeatedly told Wild Bill and young Bobby that's he's riding to Abilene and turn in his badge]

U.S. Marshal James Butler Wild Bill Hickok:
Well, I'll be seein' you, Deputy.

Bobby Waltham:
You sure you don't need me? I hate to see you goin' off to Hays City all alone.

Deputy Marshal Jingles:
Well, I'll tell you what I'll do, Bobby. I'll ride as far as Hays City with him just to keep him company. That ain't much out of my way to Abilene.

Bobby Waltham:
Not far at all - not more than a couple of hundred miles.

Opening Crawl:
The American West was a rich, wild country, too new and fierce for law and order until the first peace officers came, bringing the law with them. The one man who towered above them all was iron-handed, fast shooting James Butler Hickok, already known as the Army's finest marksman and most daring scout. He became famous as the greatest gun fighter and marshall [sic] the West has ever known - the one and only... WILD BILL HICKOK.