REGULATORS, MOUNT UP!
[he and Dick both pull guns on each other]I could've killed you, Dick. I could've killed you, but I don't want to kill you. I want to eat.
Papers can't do anything right.
[Steve is laughing at Bonney at the dinner table]
Doc:What a sweet disposition.
Doc:Richard, would you be so kind as to pass the gravy please?
[after they catch two Murphy Men]Buenos dias Shitheads!