Disappearances

[a hearse drives past]

Wild Bill Bonhomme:
Who died?

Cordelia:
No one. The world is out of joint, William.

Sheriff:
I heard there was a meeting back here. Who are you scheming with now?

Herny Coville:
Calvin Coolidge come up lookin' for some decent Canadian whiskey.

Sheriff:
That's the problem with you fancy-assed Indians and over-the-hill outlaws - you don't know how to show proper respect for a white man.

Cordelia:
[to Wild Bill] Always determine what your father would do in a situation, then do exactly the opposite.

Cordelia:
William, disappearances and extinctions are matters of human perspective. Illusion and reality are interchangable.

Wild Bill Bonhomme:
Did you ever notice there's something a bit odd about everyone on Dad's side of the family?

Quebec Bill:
Without a reliable supply of whiskey, Kingdom County wouldn't be what it is today.

Quebec Bill:
What's the matter, Hen'? Don't you think that I and Wild Bill can get that whiskey back across for ya?

Herny Coville:
Bill, I'm sure you can hustle that whiskey up the lake with the Women's Temperance League patrollin' it.

Quebec Bill:
And sell 'em a case in the bargain.

Wild Bill Bonhomme:
Can you help me? Henry isn't back yet. I've got to find Henry!

Cordelia:
You can't, but that doesn't mean you shouldn't try. All human endeavor is illusion, though not necessarily futile.

Cordelia:
Beware, young man. Hell is empty; all the demons are here.

Cordelia:
I'll tell you a secret: Carcajou's cursed. A loup-garou - he don't know what he is - part skunk, part wolf... I know how to break his curse. Listen carefully....

Cordelia:
Things have gone well for you then? Failure of any kind inspires your father's finest moments. Remain here and you'll wind up wearing him like a jacket!

Quebec Bill:
Even though it's disappearing, Kingdom County is still a place of wonders.

Cordelia:
Remember you cannot possess land any more than you can possess another person. We dispossess ourselves through possessions. Never regard the ordinary without perceiving in it the extraordinary. Mine and yours; mine not yours; earth endures.

Carcajou:
Pardon, you are a dead man.