Bret Maverick

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.

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.

Lou Springer:
Some people have no shame.

Bret Maverick:
That's because others have enough for everybody.

Bret Maverick:
Well, they got us pinned flater than a brown tick on a white dog.

Bret Maverick:
What's she doing out there?

Tom Guthrie:
I made the mistake of telling her she couldn't come.