Walking Tall

Buford:
A man just doesn't know how many friends he's got 'til he's flat on his back.

Grady:
Or how many people are glad that he is.

Obra:
How does it feel to be part of the oppressed minority?

Thurman:
Hey, Buford - How'd ya like a nice plush job as my deputy? No presence required, JUST BRUTE ANIMAL FORCE!

Buford:
It's not the fine that's important. It's the principal of the thing. You got public respect, Obra.

Obra:
Come over to my house tonight with public respect and watch the bonfire.

Callie:
You got a warrent?

Buford:
Yeah, I keep it in my shoe!

Augie McCulluah:
We otta take Sir Lancelot's big stick and shove it up his ass!

Buford:
I'm gonna take, and take, and take, till they ain't got nothin left to give but BLOOD!... And I'm gonna take that, one drop at a time!

Buford:
Hey Grady! What about you? Are you just gonna let them throw me in a hole and bury me?

Grady:
What am I supposed to do? He deals the cards... I just play the hand I get

Buford:
Well, go find yourself another game!

Grandpa Carl Pusser:
You better be rememberin one thing before election time, the people of this county give you that badge and they can damn well take it away from ya!

Thurman:
Not like you to threaden a man, Carl.

Buford:
Don't you just hate someone like that

Obra:
What do you mean?

Buford:
Well... he ruined our bonfire!

Luan Paxton:
Lookin's for free... What I mean is lookin' don't cost nothin'.

Pauline Pusser:
Is your pride worth those children's safety?... Of all of us?

Buford:
If you let those people that own those joints have an inch, they'll steal the whole state... It looks like they already got a leg up on it.

Buford:
There's only two rules, and thats all... But don't ever forget them. Number one we enforce the law equally. Number two, any man caught taking a bribe gets his head knocked off by me.

Judge R.W. Clarke:
Why you self appointed dictator!... All you know is force and violence!... You don't understand the simplest things about the law!

Buford:
I understand the difference between a poor honest judge and a rich dishonest one!

Buford:
I got tired of being a trained animal in somebody else's circus.

Buford:
Hey Arno, howzit hangin?

“Mister, your hands are shaking. If you miss you’ll never shoot again,”

Callie:
You got a warrant?

Pusser:
Yeah, I keep it in my shoe.

(He kicks door down)