Man Who Shot Liberty Valance

Ransom Stoddard:
You're not going to use the story, Mr. Scott?

Maxwell Scott:
This is the west, sir. When the legend becomes fact, print the legend.

Jason Tully:
Nothing's too good for the man who shot Liberty Valance.

Tom Doniphon:
Pompey, go find Doc Willoughby. If he's sober, bring him back.

Link Appleyard:
As long as he behaves himself in this town I ain't got no, ah...

Ransom Stoddard:
Jurisdiction.

Link Appleyard:
What he said is right. I ain't got none of it.

Tom Doniphon:
Whoa, take 'er easy there, Pilgrim.

Liberty Valance:
You lookin' for trouble, Doniphan?

Tom Doniphon:
You aimin' to help me find some?

Liberty Valance:
HASHSLINGER; YOU OUT HERE?

High Pockets:
I'd say that's Liberty Valance there now; wouldn't you?

Ransom Stoddard:
Yes, I would.

Kaintuck:
We'll b-b-b-be seein' you, Mr. Stoddard.

High Pockets:
Well, Mr. Professor. We thought you'd left town. What are you doin' out here?

Ransom Stoddard:
I'm waiting on Liberty Valance. Why doesn't he come out?

Kaintuck:
Well, that's n-n-none of our b-b-b-business, Mr. Stoddard.

Tom Doniphon:
Liberty Valence's the toughest man south of the Picketwire - next to me.

Ransom Stoddard:
Marshall, I was wrong the other night. Under territorial law you do have jurisdiction. Now I'll draw up the complaint and you can arrest him.

Ransom Stoddard:
Why Liberty Valance; who else?

Tom Doniphon:
Well now; what do you supposed caused them to leave?

Nora Ericson:
Poppa - put on your pants!

Hallie:
Rance, did you mean what you said about bein' able to teach me to read?

Ransom Stoddard:
Teach you to read? Why, sure. A smart girl like you? Why you'll be reading in no time.

Hallie:
I know the Good Book from preacher talk and all; but it would be a solid comfort to be able to read it on my own.

Nora Ericson:
I know my ABCs in Swedish, but not in English.

Ransom Stoddard:
Then I'll teach you too, Nora. Hallie will be my first pupil and you'll be my second.

Link Appleyard:
The jail's only got one cell, the lock's broke and I sleep in it.

Doc Willoughby:
Dead.

Tom Doniphon:
Can't a man have a drink in peace in this town!

Reese:
Nobody's botherin' you, Doniphon.

Tom Doniphon:
You are.

Tom Doniphon:
Marshal! What are we payin' you for? Run this scum out of town.

Link Appleyard:
You heard the man! High Pockets, Kaintuck I deputize you to help run this scum out of town!

Kaintuck:
Jack, hand me that b-b-b-bung starter!

Link Appleyard:
You tell those ranchers north of the Picketwire that it was me, Link Appleyard, run you out of town and I'll do it again if you ever come back!

Hallie:
One steak for Mr. Peaboy, with fixins'.

Nora Ericson:
Steak, beans, potatoes...

Peter Ericson:
And a deep dish apple pie.

Nora Ericson:
Someday he order something different and we all faint dead away.

I said you Liberty..you pick it up